The two tacitly did not mention Brooklyn's attempt to fool Anthony into charge, let alone mention the high similarity between Brooklyn and Burke.

Now is the honeymoon period of cooperation, and what they should do is to be friendly, not to spoil the atmosphere. Seeing off Anthony, Brooklyn pulled out John Manning's phone.

The phone rang twice and then connected. It wasn't John Manning who answered the phone, it was Lane Sberger.

This came as a slight surprise to Brooklyn. Lane Spegg has been following John Manning to take care of him, acting as a secretary and housekeeper.

There is a real chance that the call will be answered by him. But don't forget, the call came from Brooklyn.

Brooklyn called John Manning, certainly not for greetings. After hearing Lane Sberg's voice, Brooklyn was silent for a moment, and his brain was racing fast.

This is a clear signal. Lane Sberger was more trusted by John Manning than he thought.

Maybe everyone underestimated Lyne Spegger! Realizing this, Brooklyn adjusted her attitude and greeted politely.

"Len, it was very unpleasant for us to meet a few times before, I hope you don't take it to heart."

"It's okay." Rien Sberger smiled politely, saying that he didn't take it to heart.

"You're looking for Mr. John Manning, aren't you? He is being treated. After a few polite words, Lyne said

"If there's something urgent, I'll give him the phone. If it's not urgent, it's better to wait. ”

"The treatment is painful, Mr. John Manning won't be in a good mood, maybe you'll be better at night." Brooklyn successfully picked up the signal and immediately said

"Thanks, I'll call again in the evening."

"When is it convenient?" Laien thought for a moment and said

"Eight o'clock. At that time, Mr. John Manning had just finished eating, and it was time for a walk every day, and he was in a much better mood. ”

"Thank you so much." Brooklyn said gratefully

"By the way, are you all right in New York? Is there anything inconvenient to tell me, you know, I've been busy lately, and I haven't found time to visit Professor John Manning, maybe you can come to my house tomorrow? ”

"That's just amazing!" Lyne sounded happy

"I've heard that your oriental cooking skills are very high, I wonder if we have this honor?"

"Of course, of course. Come to my house as a guest, how can you go out to eat? ”

"Then I'll wait for a feast!" Lyne said happily

"By the way, Mr. John Manning was being treated, and the doctors were watching him every day and not letting him eat too much meat. But you should be fine if you eat a little once in a while. ”

"Okay, I made a note of it."

"Well, I'll have to go see what's going on with Mr. John Manning, goodbye."

"Goodbye." Hanging up the phone, Brooklyn played with his phone, looking playful. John Manning was kicked out of Harvard, but everyone saw that his power did not come from Harvard, and John Manning who left Harvard was still John Manning.

Rien Spegg also left Harvard. Not driven away, but consciously left. At the beginning of Ryne Sberg's departure, no one noticed him, and everyone thought he was just a paper tiger who used to talk big.

Later, everyone knew that he was John Manning's man, so everyone thought that Lyne Swegg was just an echo worm, and even if he didn't leave Harvard voluntarily and lost the protection of John Manning, Lyne Swegg would be like a sheep that strayed into a wolf pack, and would be torn to pieces in an instant.

In general, no one thinks that Lane Swberger has what it takes to sit at the table and be their opponent, and no one thinks that Lane Sberger is qualified.

Everything about him comes from John Manning! Without John Manning, Lane Sberger is nothing!

But in retrospect, it seems that this perception is not accurate. Lane Swegg may not be qualified to be their opponent, or he may be John Manning's echoworm, but this echoworm is aware of itself well enough to skillfully avoid the Harvard controversy and follow John Manning closely, silently watching what happens.

Now it seems that Lane Sberger has quietly become the person who can influence John Manning the most, he is no longer an echo worm, he has accumulated enough money to sit at the table.

I just don't know if he plans to play on his own or bet with someone else. If he was betting with someone else, who did he choose?

Brooklyn felt compelled to take it seriously. Towards evening, Ray returned. As soon as he returned, Ray mysteriously dragged Brooklyn to the storage room, smiling obscenely.

"Stop!" Brooklyn rolled her eyes

"I'm not going to tell you the story of the bed. If you are interested in this, we can open a paid channel with lots of videos to learn. ”

"I thought you wouldn't be able to take her until we broke up." Lei Di muttered. Brooklyn looked at Ray in surprise

"Why do you think that?" Ray shrugged his shoulders and fiddled with the medical kit next to him twice

"The way you look at her doesn't look like a couple should be."

"We're not married." Brooklyn couldn't help but retort

"Maybe it won't be the same after you get married."

"Maybe." Ray continued to shrug his shoulders and open the medical kit to check the reserves inside, not caring about the tunnel

"But I always thought you weren't suitable, you didn't love her at all."

"You know again?" Brooklyn said angrily

"Who do I love if I don't love her? Love you? In order to prove that he was serious about Anne, Brooklyn immediately said contemptuously

"This morning, Anne and I discussed getting married. Mark Millai, Anne's father, came to discuss the wedding. ”

"She agreed?" Ray turned his head, looked Brooklyn up and down, and asked in surprise.

Brooklyn recalled everything that had happened in the hallway on the second floor, and touched his nose with some embarrassment.

"Look, she didn't say yes." Lei said disdainfully.

"She said it was too sudden, she was thinking about it." Brooklyn was not convinced.

"Yes, yes, it's too sudden, I'm not ready yet, can I do it another day, I'm not free today, I'm going to take a shower, I'm going to sleep, I'm already here, I'll buy a dress......" Ray said casually, covered the box after checking, and shrugged

"The usual excuse for women to lie."

"Brother, you have to think clearly." Ray turned around, put his hands on Brooklyn's shoulders, and said seriously

"This is a lifelong event, related to whether you will be happy in the future, and whether there will be someone to take care of you when you are old."

"I hope you'll think it through and don't trade your happiness for something messy, even though it seems worth it now." Brooklyn was silent for a moment, then pretended to be light-hearted

"I don't think I'm really going to fall in love with someone, so why not find the right person?" Ray stared at Brooklyn with wide eyes

"Hey! Brothers! What happened to you? You haven't even tried it, how do you know you won't fall in love with someone else? Brooklyn shook his head and didn't speak.

Ray looked left and right at Brooklyn and shook his head

"Blue, you have the right to pursue your own happiness, you have to know that it is your right. You have to try, you haven't tried, why do you think it's impossible in the first place? You're so pessimistic. ”

"I'm in a bad situation right now, Ray, I've got to get through this first, I don't want to talk about this for the time being, let's talk about it when it's over, okay?" Brooklyn whispered.

Ray shook his head and said solemnly

"By the time it's over, you've made a deal with your future happiness."

"Brother, believe me, happiness cannot be traded."

"I'm not against you being with Anne, Blue." Ray whispered

"But you don't love her that much at all, you just act like you love her every time, you're hypnotizing yourself and pretending to be in love with her."

"You'll wake up from self-hypnosis one day, you'll have a family, you'll probably have four or five kids, and most importantly, you'll be tied up with that old bastard of Mark Milley."

"What are you going to do then?"

"If you happen to meet a girl who really catches your heart at that time, wouldn't you be annoyed and miserable?"

"Blue, I know better than you what kind of cousin Mark Milai raises, and he will tear you into pieces, not a single hair left."

"Brother, think about it." Ray finally patted Brooklyn on the shoulder and walked out of the storage room.

Stopping, Ray looked up at the second floor, then casually walked into the kitchen and began to prepare the ingredients.

Brooklyn stood in the cramped storage room, put the medical kits in order, and left there.

He washed his hands and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner with Ray. As soon as he scalded a whole piece of pork belly with the skin on one side, he saw Anne appear at the door with a bulging document bag.

She's here to say goodbye.

"Hi, Ray." Anne greeted Ray as usual, and then said to Brooklyn

"There's something wrong with the eucalyptus in my hand, and I have to go to the police station." With that, she waved her hand at the kitchen and turned to leave.

Brooklyn paused on his hand and turned to look at Ray. Ray was chopping green onions and shrugged at this

"What do you see me doing?" Brooklyn put down the pork belly, wiped his hands clean, rushed upstairs, took his clothes from the cupboard, put them on, and trotted downstairs.

"She must have heard what we said!" Brooklyn yelled at the kitchen, grabbed the key and chased it out, then stopped.

He picked up the bunch of keys under the car keys and looked at them, then turned to Thunder and shouted

"I must have heard that!" With that, Brooklyn grabbed the car keys and walked out the door. His car was parked in the yard, and he got into the car directly, lit the fire, reversed, and did it in one go.

Thanks to the community! Thank you to the City of New York! Thanks for the transportation planning! It's a low-end area with a lot of traffic, and you can even see the taillights of Annie's car in Brooklyn around the corner ahead.

Brooklyn dialed Anne's phone, and sure enough, the car in front of her began to slow down. Taking advantage of this gap, Brooklyn suddenly accelerated, and when Anne's voice just came from the phone, he had already rushed to the back of Anne's car.

"Look back." Brooklyn spoke, overtaking Anne's car, stopping in front of her, and forcing her to stop.

Getting out of the car, Brooklyn walked over to the cab and knocked on the window. Anne hesitated for a moment and lowered the window.

"Ray isn't entirely right." Brooklyn said as he leaned against the window

"There are a lot of things I don't know, we come from a welfare home, we care about what we eat next, we haven't heard fairy tales, and we don't understand what it's like to fall in love with someone." Anne listened quietly and did not interrupt.

Brooklyn quietly observed Anne and continued

"So Ray wasn't right, he just slept with a lot of women, of course, me too, but in terms of relationships, we didn't know much, we were new to this field."

"Annie, strangeness is scary."

"I can't prove to you that I really love you, and I don't even know the answer to that question, but I'm sure I mean what I said this morning."

"I'm not in a good situation right now, and I could go to hell at any time." Brooklyn said in a deep voice

"We're running a stall that's so big that it's a whole lot of people we can't compete with. I don't want to give up, I don't want to give away what I've worked so hard for. ”

"I know you're not happy working with Mark Meere, but he's not representing him, they're only getting me through it for a small amount of money." At this, Brooklyn tugged at her hair

"I don't know what's the use of telling you that."

"I want you to know my situation, I don't want to lie to you. I ......" Anne looked up and pressed Brooklyn's head down, leaning herself on the steering wheel.

"Get down!" Da Da Da ~ Da Da Da ~ The next moment, a van drove up, slowed down, the door opened, and two people armed with automatic rifles fired at the car in Brooklyn.

The windows of the car exploded to smithereens, spilling into the interior, and the body was densely packed with bullet holes, and the sound of bullets hitting the steel plates clanged, which was soon drowned out by the sound of firearms firing.

Anne pushed the door open, knocked Brooklyn down, and was firmly pressed under Brooklyn, and the van moved forward, aligning with Anne's car.

After another strafing fire, a bulging brown paper bag was dropped on the ground.

"Greetings to the General!" The van closed its doors and drove away. Brooklyn stood up, somewhat embarrassed to spit out the dust that wasn't in his mouth, walked over to the brown paper bag, bent down to pick it up, and opened it.

Inside was a thick stack of photos of Brooklyn dating Anne. At the top of the photograph is a note with a skull drawn in red handwriting, next to which is the word death.

When Brooklyn returned with a brown paper bag, Anne was on the phone. After she hung up the phone and took the brown paper bag and looked through it, Brooklyn smiled

"Look, as I said, I'm in a bad place." Anne glared at him fiercely

"No kidding!"

"I'm not kidding." Brooklyn took the paper bag and threw it on the ground, taking Anne's hand and saying

"I'm serious. Annie, I don't know what it's like to fall in love with someone, but I mean it when I propose to you. Anne stood on a messy road, looking at the man in front of her with a sincere face, and was silent.