10. Sadders
The night was calm.
The sneak attack had not happened, and the worried neighbors who looked out in the nearby courtyard were relieved.
"Don't dare to come? Count those bunnies smart! Kuipa glanced at the sun in the sky, the sun shone on his face, but he was still radiant, not a trace of tiredness, he turned his head to look at his nephew who was dressed and went out, two huge dark circles came into view, "I didn't sleep well last night, more tired than me, a person who stayed up late?" At a young age, your body is so weak, so hurry up and go to school. When you get home from school, I'll teach you some more life lessons! β
"You're not going to rest for a while?" Dean asked with concern as he put his backpack on his back.
"Back then, I lay down on the beach for three days and three nights, sleepless... Although he is old, staying up late is almost like getting drunk. Jacob ate Grandma Donya's freshly baked slice of bread, and his bearded mouth smelled of mayonnaise, guacamole, fermented wine, and barbecue, "Hurry up, don't be verbose like your missing dad!" β
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Dean chewed on a slice of bread and rode to school.
When the car was locked in the parking lot, he clearly felt that the atmosphere was a little different today, and the students gathered in groups to discuss in a whisper, and their faces showed a look of eagerness.
The atmosphere on campus was warm, like the eve of a big holiday.
"Man, I'm relieved to see you're intact."
Rast waved his hand and walked from the school gate, he changed out of the same hooded jacket today, and wore a blue and white shirt, generous and decent, his back was straighter than before, and his face had a hint of confidence.
Dean nodded quietly, yesterday's hard work was not in vain.
"What's going on? Got the holidays coming up? β
"There's two weeks left until Memorial Day! The day after tomorrow, on Saturday night, Bob Lowe, the rich second generation and the patron of the baseball team, is going to throw a birthday party at the hilltop villa in Moncarlo. β
Rust recalled,
"Last year, we also held parties, with food, beer, vodka, soft drinks, whiskey, and all kinds of exciting games - drinking and kissing contests, quick matching... As far as I know, at least a few dozen singles took off their singles on party night last year. β
"Can we drink as much as we want?" Dean frowned, this was different from his impression in his previous life, didn't the United States strictly prohibit students from drinking?
"Which law?" Rust said with interest, "Private parties, as long as you don't drink and get into an accident, no one will care." β
"You know so well that you've been there?"
Rusdt,
"Bob has a lot of attendants and acquaintances around him, but anyone with a familiar face can go! His acquaintances can also recommend friends to play. In short, except for the guy who spoils the atmosphere, most people can play, including us. Last year, you didn't want to live or die, so I went to open my eyes myself. β
"This guy is quite good at winning people's hearts, no wonder an outsider dares to claim the title of king and hegemon, and he is still so popular."
Dean's cheeks were tense and his expression was cold and serious, which was not good news for him,
"The day after tomorrow, let's go and see together?" Rust suggested,
Dean patted his friend on the shoulder, returned the few dollars he had borrowed yesterday to Rust, and said, "I don't deal with Bob, what if I go to his party, what if he takes the opportunity to humiliate me?" But you're different, go have fun and find a chance to get out of being single. Graduation is coming up next year, so it's time to find a dance partner for your graduation party in advance! β
Rust licked his lips in disgust, then shook his head,
"If you don't go, then I won't go either! We are comrades-in-arms of the University Alliance, advancing and retreating together! β
"Man, there's no need."
"Without you, I will never go!"
Seeing Rust's resolute attitude, Di An's head flashed with a hint of emotion.
It was only when I was a student that such a pure friendship existed.
"Or back to Mona... Did you find any clues? β
The two walked side by side into the porch,
"She's worked at Super lo cinema, do you know that place?"
"Quite a famous cinema not far from my apartment... Head north along the nearby department store ......"
"By the way," Dean paused, remembering what he had seen and heard in his hallucination, "Do you know the sewers in Las Vegas?" Someone living in it? β
"You're asking the right person! Grace is the hotel lobby manager, and she has seen all kinds of people and heard strange stories, and she once told me... Vegas' sewers are incredibly large, like an underground city. β
"Some gold diggers who daydreamed of getting rich overnight ended up in the sewers after being defeated by the harsh realities and high consumption of Las Vegas... Some rich people spend a lot of money in casinos, and after a few nights, they lose all their property and become poor ghosts, and they also become neighbors. They work during the day, go into the sewers at night to stay for free, save money and dream of a comeback... The sewers are still inhabited by disabled and mentally ill people who are unable to support themselves..."
"There are still all kinds of illegal and criminal activities in that place."
"It's a dangerous place, and if you don't leave the sewers before the rainy season in Vegas, you'll drown in the sewers' raging tide..."
The more Dean listened, the more ugly his face became.
The sewers are undoubtedly a mixed bag.
Mona, who looks simple and sweet, how can she survive in that kind of place?
With doubts, Dean's mood was inexplicably depressed, and he felt an indescribable mania and worry.
He didn't sleep well last night either.
It's weird.
Obviously, Mona wasn't his favorite type, and he hadn't even really come into contact with this girl.
But he always couldn't help but care about her and miss her.
There is no doubt that this is the legacy of the predecessor.
"Dean, Dean, you're dead! Just stop torturing me. I promise to fulfill your last wish. β
Throughout the morning, Dean muttered to himself and was in a trance.
Lunch break.
He couldn't wait to take leave to rush out of school, get on his bicycle, and just run a few steps only to feel staggered and struggling, and when he looked down to check it, he found that the tires were covered with scratch marks.
"What the hell, which one lacks virtue to do it!"
Dean had no choice but to find Rust to borrow a car, this guy's grades were not as good as his friends, and he was worried that frequent leave would affect his grades, so he didn't follow him this time.
"It must have been done by Bob's guy trying to curry favor with him, be careful, remember the way to the cinema?"
"Hmm."
Dean followed the road through the suburbs and into the bustling downtown area.
North of the department store, the entrance to the commercial street.
The "Super Lo Cinema" signboard sparkles brightly.
A giant banner hung at the entrance of the theater that read "5.21, Star Wars 2: The Empire Strikes Back".
But on weekday mornings, only the sparse number of tourists take the escalator to watch the movie.
Dean parked his bike and trotted into the theater foyer.
"Why are you here again?!" The conductor was a tall and thin young man, who looked less than twenty years old, with a simple smile on his mouth, but when he saw Dean, the smile instantly turned into a wry smile, "Half a month, I've said it ten times, Mona and I are just ordinary colleagues, and I talked a few words when I went to work, I don't know where she will hide!" β
"Can you put me in one yard?"
Dean looked moved.
The predecessor has been here many times, but didn't find Mona?
Is Mona missing?
He hung his head and thought for a moment, and his expression pleaded sincerely,
"Dude, I just want to ask you one more time, I promise this is the last time I bother you."
"It's useless for you to ask!" The conductor waved his hand impatiently, "Go away, don't delay my work, I'm going to call security!" β
"What do you think?"
Dean shoved a two-dollar into the conductor's palm, who squinted at it, andβ
His gloomy face smiled brightly, bowed gracefully, and tucked the money into his jacket.
"Chris Owen, it's an honor to serve you."
The corners of Dean's mouth twitched, Las Vegas is really a city that sees money, but he just took six hundred dollars from his uncle, and he is rich!
"I ask you to answer, this time, I want you to be as detailed as possible."
"I promise, not a word will be left behind?"
"Well, when did Mona and I meet?"
"You don't know?"
"Dude, forgot the rules?"
Although Chris felt very strange, he didn't ask more questions in line with the professional ethics of taking money to eliminate disasters,
"All I know is that you met at least three months ago... Mona rested that day and accompanied you to the cinema to watch 'Alien'. β
Have you known each other for at least three months?
Dean looked at the system, and the progress of events began to slowly rise
"Mona and I often go to the movies together?"
"Came every week until half a month ago..."
"What movies do you watch?"
"You don't like to watch romance movies like other couples, you both have the same tastes, and you love sci-fi and thriller horror movies the most... Great white sharks, dawn of the living dead..."
The corners of Dean's mouth curled slightly, but the two of them had the same taste as herself.
"How much do you know about Mona? How old is she? Where to stay? What is your usual personality? Do you have any other friends? β
"You're asking more and more strange questions, are you playing the amnesiac Sherlock Holmes?"
Dean slipped another two-dollar one.
"I swear, if I say one more word, I'll cut out my tongue!" Chris smiled from ear to ear, "As far as I know, Mona is eighteen years old, she has a good personality, she smiles at everyone, no matter how excessive the guests are, she is not angry. It's a pity that she used to live in the sewers and was an orphan... It's really unlikeable, so everyone is a little alienated from her, and no one makes friends with her. β
Well, fatherless and motherless,
Dean pondered,
I don't have any friends.
Judging from these two points, she is indeed a natural pair with her predecessor!
"Where exactly does she live in the sewers?"
"I don't know, the Vegas sewers are unbelievably big... It's like a labyrinth, and only the permanent residents inside can find the right way. You didn't find it either, did you? So keep bothering me. β
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Dean took a deep breath,
"And what day did she disappear?"
"Half a month ago morning, it was her turn to be on duty, but no one... The manager thought she would only be absent for one day, but she didn't come to work again from that day on, and she couldn't reach anyone even by trying. According to me, the people in the sewers can't be contacted, and they can't be handed over to the police! β
"I've been to her ten times? What did I tell you? β
Chris looked at Dean with a look of pity in his eyes, like looking at a poor ghost, "Are you asking me to repeat your words?" β
"yes, come on?"
This guy is some kind of psychic masochist, right?
Chris sneered in his heart,
"You said that the night before she disappeared, on the afternoon of April 19, she came to the theater with you to watch a movie, how could she suddenly disappear?"
April 19th?
Dean touched his chin.
The body's birthday was April 20th, the day Mona disappeared.
"For the first two days of his disappearance, you waited stupidly."
Chris's tone was filled with mockery of a lovelorn fool,
Dean's lips moved, but as if a large, invisible hand was grabbing his throat, he couldn't say a word.
"But after a few days, you realize that the situation is wrong, you frantically look for her, ask everyone in the theater, and even think that she had an accident and almost went to the police station to call the police."
Dean's chest rose and fell violently a few times, he felt a little difficult to breathe, his body began to lose control strangely, and the state of the whole person became more and more wrong.
"Until you told the whole thing to our theater manager, Old Jack, who is over fifty years old."
"You said that you and Mona agreed to travel to Los Angeles together during the summer vacation, and the night before she disappeared, on April 19, you even handed her the two thousand dollars you had prepared in advance."
"After she took the money, her whereabouts were unknown the next day."
Dean's cheeks quickly lost their color and turned pale, and Chris's words were like knives, stabbing him in the heart.
No, I'm not the predecessor.
I don't like Mona again, why should I feel heartbroken?
"The manager said, how can there be such a coincidence in the world, only an innocent virgin and naΓ―ve fool like you, who is carried away by love, thinks that she will come back, and assumes that something happened to her."
"Do you know how much two thousand dollars is? Ordinary office workers like us can't survive for two years, which is enough to make people risk breaking the law, and Mona is no exception. β
Christ paused,
"Man, accept the reality and pay for a lesson. Who hasn't been deceived when they're young? However, Mona is too well disguised, obviously cunning like a fox, but on the surface she looks stupid and sweet. β
"You didn't even leave a piece of evidence?" There was a hint of pity in Chris's tone, "It's hard to report her." β
So, the predecessor was cheated out of all his belongings by a female liar and played with his feelings?
Dean felt dizzy, he clutched his forehead, and his body felt weak.
"Man, what's wrong with you? What's uncomfortable? β
Chris helped him to the couch in the hall and brought him a glass of ice water.
"I'm fine, leave me alone."
Dean's mind was a mess, and Mona's image kept flashing in front of her eyes.
A sunny smile.
So gentle and sweet.
She's a liar?
He blinked vigorously, and the air around him rippled like the surface of the water, hazy and dreamy.
He suddenly looked at the empty sofa beside him, and a pair of figures snuggling up to each other suddenly appeared in the dim light of the ceiling in the distance.
"Is the movie good?"
"To be honest, I wasn't paying much attention, I was thinking about something else. Tomorrow is your birthday, and I have a big surprise in store. β
Mona looked at her boyfriend with bright eyes, and her face was full of sweetness,
"Are you stupid, it's a surprise to say it?" Dean shook his head, but a grin broke out at the corner of his mouth,
"I know I'm stupid, but I don't need you to remind me repeatedly!"
"Then let me guess, your gift is - take me to your house?"
"What's so nice about the sewers? Wet and dirty! And I've begged someone for this gift for a long time, and I won't let you down! Mona waved her fist and said coquettishly,
"You've been busy with this lately when you've been leaving every night so early? Don't grieve yourself, in fact, as long as it's from you, no matter what kind of gift, I like it. β
Dean put his arm around the girl's shoulders and narrowed her eyes happily.
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Call... Suck...
How can there be such a stupid idiot in the world?
Dean stood up and wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes, a strong acidity in his nose that made him extremely uncomfortable.
"Ludian, you're you, you're not the fool in front of you, and you don't like Mona either!"
He shook his head vigorously at the glass fish tank behind the sofa, his mouth repeating the emphasis.
The reflection on the glass suddenly shook violently, and the light and shadow changed to form a man with a round face and a hooked nose.
Once again, he was trapped in the illusion of another memory.
"I heard old Jack say that you were cheated out of a huge sum of money by a former employee of my movie theater?" With a strong sarcastic smile on his face, Bob's strong right hand pressed the back of the neck of a man kneeling on the wet riverbank and pressed his head into the icy water, "Hey, you're a dead dog, a good-for-nothing clown, a nobody and a waste, without a bit of manly dignity." β
"Why do you think a woman will take a fancy to you?"
"That smart woman with outstanding acting skills took your money and went to Los Angeles to enjoy the world of flowers. I guess she's lying in the arms of a young, handsome man right now. Telling you this joke. β
Bob Law grabbed him by the hair, pulled his head out of the water, looked at the pale face, weak and desperate face drowning in tears and the river, and spat in disdain and disgust,
"Don't harass my theater staff anymore, or I won't be able to spare you."
He let go, sat in the convertible sports car in style, and threw out a sneer,
"Idiot, if you're really uncomfortable, why don't you die?!"
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Call... Suck...
Why don't you die?
This phrase kept echoing in Dean's head, like a radio that couldn't be turned off.
I see, I remember.
Dean sat on the couch with his face covered, his shoulders shaking violently, and a strong sense of sadness lingered around him like a substance.
A few irrepressible choked voices flowed out between his fingers.
At this moment, he couldn't tell whether he was Lu Dian of the Celestial Empire or Dean of American high school.
A Chinese teenager in a foreign country.
Lost his parents at an early age.
Weak character.
Being ignored and ignored by peers.
Bullied and ridiculed by the ghost of the rich second generation of the baseball team.
The nervous uncle is busy with work, and he is not away from him, and he lacks family care.
But he smashed his teeth and swallowed all this, and endured it in silence.
Until one day, a girl who loves to laugh breaks into his life.
With the same experience, lack of friends, and a love for movies, the two hit it off and had an incomparably tacit understanding.
He thought they were a natural pair, and he devoted himself to this relationship, giving everything, thinking that it would blossom and bear fruit.
It turned out to be on my birthday.
The one you love the most delivers the fatal blow.
His long-awaited surprise gift turned into ruthless deception and abandonment, and he became a laughing stock in the eyes of others.
Disillusionment.
His love was a hoax from start to finish.
His life was a tragedy from beginning to end.
Dean Lew.
You will choose to self-destruct.
The man on the couch said to himself.
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Bite!
The system jumped.
Dean's red eyes froze on the progress bar.
Jumped to the full grid.
100% progress.
Rewards, waiting to be withdrawn.
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