.

With things in mind, Laurie never fell asleep again. He wanted to sleep a little longer, but even if his eyelids were closed, his spirit couldn't settle down, as if there was a voice in his empty but mushy brain that kept talking, if it was just noise, but it sounded like a great truth, if he didn't stop now, he would miss some important and precious opportunity to change his life, but no matter how hard he tried to concentrate on listening to the voice, He couldn't hear what it was talking about.

Tossing and turning—mostly in his head, tossing and turning with himself—he didn't fall asleep again in the end, his eyes were closed until his eyelids were sore. In the end, he gave up, he compromised, and he remembered with frustration a sentence he had seen before and thought it made sense - a person who is constantly thinking about things in his head can't sleep, even if he himself feels that he is not thinking about things, but he has been unable to let go of them subconsciously.

Laurie knew he couldn't let go of anything. He's been in the clubhouse for many nights, and he's spent at least a quarter of the night sitting in the monitoring room this month. Of course, he knew what period Bablore was in now, and of course he knew what his family was in now, so at the beginning of the month, he was almost scared, staring at the surveillance screen all night long, and he didn't dare to close his eyes, and the pimples that had been saying goodbye for decades were popping up again.

Later, he found that he was really in a panic and fell into one of the biggest traps in the human spiritual realm - anxiety is the most useless of all emotions, because all the things you are anxious about, if it does not necessarily happen, and it does not happen in the end, then you are completely anxious, and if it does happen, and you are completely powerless to change, then your anxiety is useless. In summary, no matter what the future holds, since you are powerless to influence, there is no need to be anxious at all.

Once he figured it out, Laurie slept well for two days and then easily resumed his days of fishing—to this day.

This time it was different, this time it was really happening, and he was capable of doing something. So the duty is, he can't do nothing - he can't just throw things at someone else and never care about anything again.

Especially in the current situation where there is no movement after that!

Generally speaking, even if even his worries are completely superfluous, and there is no problem with the car outside, then the three eldest brothers he sent out should also report to him, although he is not their boss, but he is the one who conveyed the alarm to them. But now there was no sound, and the three of them disappeared as if they had been tied up in the toilet and had done something indescribable. And now the car outside is still outside!

Something wasn't right - Laurie's instincts told him that something was wrong. And he was just about to get up and try to contact the three of them to ask about the progress, when suddenly there was a knock on the door behind him.

"Dada......"

The sound was soft, but it was rapid, and it lasted for a long time. The person outside the door seemed to be a little anxious, but he was still able to control himself, but the control was not complete, and when he knocked on the door, he still transmitted his inner impatience through his knuckles. Laurie frowned and got up to open the door.

"You ......"

"Bang!"

Laurie, who hadn't expected to see an unfamiliar face inside the clubhouse, glanced at Ed's guard uniform, which did belong to the clubhouse - he did seem to notice a guard wearing only one glove walking through the hallway, and the direction did seem to be this side of their monitoring room, but he didn't particularly care—and was kicked into the room.

Eddard kicked him in the stomach, almost kicking his duodenum into a plate of fried vegetables through his belly. His body arced through the air, and finally sat down in his swivel chair with an unbiased ass, and the kinetic energy of the kinetic energy conversion drove the chair backwards until the back of the chair hit the monitor before stopping.

Because of the intense pain, Laurie's face turned pale and crumpled into a piece of toilet paper. He could barely breathe, only bending over to hold his stomach, barely looking up at the figure that had blurred in his vision.

Ed strode into the room, first glanced up at the huge curved light screen with familiar technology and unfamiliar interface, glanced at the turbine roller inside that was completely formed by surveillance screens, and then casually tilted his head and glanced at Laurie.

Before Laurie could react, Ed grabbed his chair and spun around, stopping as he was facing the monitor, then grabbed his hair and lifted his head to the table and slammed it—

After the dull sound, Laurie fainted without a snort.

"Okay," casually pushed the unconscious Laurie aside with the chair, Ed took a deep breath, put his hands on the desktop of the monitoring table, supported his upper body and straightened his neck, and stared at the dense surveillance pictures in the light screen space with his own eyes, "Let me see where you are hidden, man." ”

……

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of heated conversation in the room finally listened.

Cary felt that the long-awaited meeting between him and his old chief was enough, and it was time to end. He stretched out his hand and beckoned the guards outside, trying to get the old chief back to where he was supposed to be. But for some reason, there was no movement outside, no one came in, and no one responded.

“……”

After glancing at old Duroc — the latter certainly couldn't give an answer—Carry furrowed, straightened his long hair, turned and walked to the door, and opened it with a twist of his hand.

The sight outside the door stunned him. He saw a strange man in the guard uniform of the clubhouse, his hands clasped to his chest against the wall beside him, his dark eyes lowered, his face sinking like water, motionless. He seems to have been there for a long time.

Next to him was a serene, very comfortable guard.

“……”

"Ed?!"

Before Carrie could say anything, behind him, Old Duroc, who had stood up and walked over because he was also a little curious about what was going on, looked over Kary's thin shoulders and immediately screamed as soon as he saw Ed. His voice was as unbelievable as if he had hit five million, and he had no idea that Ed would be here at this time.

Although they hadn't been together for a long time, Duroc Sr. felt that he already had some understanding of what kind of person Ed was. It's not that he didn't think that he would come to save himself, it's not that he didn't think there was such a possibility, but he didn't expect it to be so soon!

How did he get here so quickly?

Old Duroc called Eddard's name, and Kari glanced back at Old Duroc sharply, then slowly turned his head to look at Ed. By this time, Ed had moved his back off the wall and slowly paced in front of Karry.

Kari understood everything. His mouth moved, and then a smile slowly appeared.

"I don't think I can beat you," he said, with a hint of a feminine smile, "take him away, I've already talked about it anyway...... But remember, we'll meet again — I mean, you and me. ”

Strangely, in the face of Carrie's seemingly calm and humble but actually high-minded and provocative words, Ed did not react in any way. He just looked at Kari so ordinarily and calmly, staring at him for a few seconds, and then he took a light breath and lowered his head.

He stepped forward, approached Carry, then reached out and took off the guard's hat from his head, snapped it on Carry's head, pulled it down to cover his eyes, and pushed him backwards. Cary staggered back into the room of the reception room, straightening his hat that had blocked his view, and looking at Ed with a blank expression.

Ed looked at Carry, holding the door frame with one hand, his body in an unusually casual pose, and beckoned to Old Duroc with the other. But his eyes remained fixed on Care, meeting those dark, dim eyes.

Then, as Duroc Sr. looked at the two men strangely, and walked to Ed's side, Ed finally walked forward into the room, came to Karry's side, and reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't let yourself be so miserable." He said, "Don't think of yourself as complicated – trust me, you're just a little crazy." ”

“……”

That's what he said, and that's exactly what Ed thinks in his heart. It's simple and makes sense—at least in Ed's own eyes. He didn't know what Cary thought of his judgment, whether he agreed or disagreed, and he couldn't tell what was going on in his heart from Cary's face that didn't show any change, but he didn't care much. He didn't know what Kari thought, and he wouldn't know today.

Not long after he finished speaking, he slammed Kari unconscious and fell to the ground.

"Let's go."

Ed turned around, greeted Old Duroc, and walked out first. Old Duroc took one last look at Carrie who had fallen to the ground, and chased after him.

"How long have you been listening outside?" The detective asked.

"It's going to take a little longer than you think."

"How did you get here so quickly?"

"Accepted the help of a friend."

"May I ask who it is?"

"You'll find out soon."

"Can you help me open this thing? It's really embarrassing. ”

"You know this thing is going to be bad—we'll talk about it later."

"Have you figured out what you're going to do next?"

"I know what you're trying to say, but swallow it all back, someone told me before you did—but it's not what any of you thought it would be now. We are now going to put an end to this war. ”

"What?!"

"Don't be surprised. Do you think the person who messaged me was just kind enough to help us? None of us can stay out of it now, but it's better, it's simpler. Find a place to have breakfast in a moment...... Get ready for a big fight! ”