The small town of Sully is not big.

In fact, to say that it is a town is already a big one, because the population of the small town of Shali is far less than the rural population outside the suburbs of the third-tier cities in the eastern country.

It's normal, though.

Commonwealth.

There are too many people who die, and over time, there will naturally be fewer people.

However, there are also advantages to fewer people.

Fewer people means no secrets.

Just like now.

Luke entered the town, and less than five minutes later, the police officer came, and by the time the police took Luke to the only Tesco supermarket in the town, Heather Miller, a beautiful woman, had already received from a colleague that a young-looking acting FBI director was on his way to look for him.

Soon.

When Luke pushed open the door of the police car and walked down, it was just in time for Heather Miller, who had painted a smoky makeup today, to push the door and walk out of the supermarket.

The eyes are facing each other.

When Heather captured Luke's form, a look of surprise flashed on her face.

The next second.

This expression was quickly hidden by Heather.

Heather pursed her lips, and under Luke's gaze, her expression was calm as if nothing was right, and she came to Luke, and then, tilting her chin slightly, looked at Luke, who was a head taller than herself.

"Why are you here?"

"I miss you."

Lu Ke, who has always liked to go straight to the point, is simple and rude, and this time there is no exception, with his hands in his pockets, he looked at Heather in front of him with a smile: "And, I think, you need me now." ”

Heather chuckled.

"I don't need you."

"Really?"

Hearing this, Lu Ke shrugged his shoulders, turned around and left: "Then I'll go." ”

Heather raised her eyebrows and grabbed Luke: "Don't go." ”

Luke stopped, turned around, and looked at Heather with a smile on his face.

"Okay, if you don't leave, I won't leave."

“……”

Heather looked at Luke with a wicked smile on his face, opened his mouth, and was about to say something when he noticed the gaze coming from all around.

Turning his head to look.

Colleagues in the supermarket, at this moment, like curious babies, can't wait to put their ears on the glass of the supermarket.

Heather came back to her senses and looked at Luke again.

"Wait a minute."

"Okay."

Luke smiled and nodded, watched Heather turn around and follow the wind and run back into the supermarket, and then, smiling, nodding to the townsfolk who were watching without any stage fright, ignoring the townspeople's gaze as they looked at him.

Because the scrutiny is mutual.

While the townsfolk were looking at him, he was also looking at the townspeople.

The golden soul power made the depths of Luke's eyes shrouded in gold, and when he looked at it, except for the ordinary police officer of the small town next to him, one was counted as one, so to speak, the residents of this small town of Shali were all counted as Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger.

After a while, after changing her clothes, Heather, who also asked for leave with the supermarket manager and her boyfriend's arrival, walked out of the supermarket with her bag on her back, and then, under the gaze of the townspeople, took Luke and walked towards her home in a swaggering manner.

Ten minutes later.

Heather took Luke to her home, the house where the Millers lived.

The moment Luke entered the room, his eyes were fixed on a middle-aged, somewhat fat man, lying on the sofa with his belly open, drinking Lone Star beer.

This should be Mr. Miller.

And the middle-aged woman sitting on the sidelines, staring at a big wavy blond hairstyle, was undoubtedly Mrs. Miller.

When the Millers saw Luke coming in after Heather, their expressions were not surprised, as if they had known about Luke's arrival.

Again, that's the same sentence.

The town is small and there are no secrets.

But knowing that the Millers didn't look so enthusiastic because of Luke's arrival, they didn't even lift their butts off the sofa, just glanced at Luke, and then withdrew their gaze.

Even if Heather introduced each other, the Millers were still the same, the main one, the residents of the Lone Star State, unruly.

Heather opened her mouth and said to Luke, saying that she would go up and take her things, and let Luke sit for a while, and then run upstairs.

Luke withdrew his gaze as Heather went upstairs, and then landed on an ornament of Jesus' cross on the fireplace in the living room.

He looked very seriously, and it could even be said that he was a little distracted.

Mr. Miller, who was lying on the sofa, looked at Heather as if he had been unruly since he had gone upstairs, completely ignoring them, looking at Luke who was furnishings in the house, and glanced at Mrs. Miller, who was sitting next to him with his sweater on the side.

Mrs. Miller received the signal, put down her sweater, coughed, and got up to ask Rock.

"Would you like some tea?"

"No, is there any wine?"

Luke withdrew his gaze from the cross, turned to look at Mrs. Miller, and smiled in response.

"Beer?"

"Yes."

Ruke does not refuse, on the premise that there is no bourbon, as long as it is alcohol.

Mrs. Miller smiled and got up and walked towards the restaurant, ready to take a frozen Lone Star beer from the fridge for Luke.

Mr. Miller, who was lying on the sofa, was still free and unruly, and looked at what Lu Ke was wearing: "So, rich man." ”

Luke smiled slightly, walked to the coffee table in front of the sofa, stretched out his hand to pull a chair, sat down, and looked at Mr. Miller on the sofa: "It's not rich, but there is still money to help Heather pay the inheritance tax." ”

Daniel Whitehorse's legacy, since it was taken over, has barely succeeded in forming a certain income cycle for these assets because of Earl and Debbie's drastic reforms.

Coupled with Luke's salary in the FBI, and some extra money or something, Luke's cash flow barely exceeded 10 million last month.

Of course.

With this 10 million in hand, the first thing Luke did was to pay off the New Year's money borrowed from Lorna at that time.

Mr. Miller laughed when he heard Lutker's words, squeezed the empty beer bottle in his hand, and then got up from the sofa: "So, you came to help Heather pay the inheritance tax, so that she can inherit the inheritance of the demon family." ”

In the Federation, inheriting an inheritance does not mean that you can inherit it if you want to.

There's a saying.

Only death is inevitable, and taxes are inevitable.

If you want to inherit an inheritance, you also need a large amount of taxes.

And the more you inherit, the more inheritance tax.

One more point.

Each state in the United States has different rules for estate tax, but for the most part, it requires you to pay the tax before you are eligible for an inheritance.

What?

There is no money to pay taxes.

Then I'm sorry, you didn't pay taxes, what kind of inheritance did you inherit.

Of course.

In this process, in order to be able to obtain taxes, the IRS will usually turn a blind eye and let the payment of taxes and inheritance be carried out simultaneously.

The premise is that the people don't lift it!

But the Millers were clearly not such inconsiderate people, and after a lawyer came to Heather and told him that he could inherit his grandmother's estate in Silent Hill, the Millers called the IRS and told them that someone planned to inherit the estate before paying the estate tax.

IRS agents quickly arrived at the scene.

Seeing this, the lawyer was helpless.

Heather was even more helpless, and after a big quarrel with the Millers, when talking to Luke, she complained that she didn't understand why the Millers had been hiding from her all these years, she had a maternal grandmother, and even tried to prevent her from inheriting the inheritance.

Of course.

Heather didn't ask Luke to borrow money over the phone, and Luke didn't take the initiative to mention it.

The reason why he came here was not only because he missed Heather, but also because he missed Heather.

There is no second reason.

Well.

The most important point.

Heather could not have it, but he could not have it.

Luke's expression was calm, and he looked at Mr. Miller sitting on the sofa opposite, smiling: "She's my woman." ”

He has always been generous to his own women.

As everyone knows.

No matter what they want, as long as it doesn't involve issues of principle, Luke will always try his best to meet them.

This time was no exception.

Mr. Miller listened to Luck's calm tone, changed his indifference, and lowered his voice, as if he had been squeezed out of the crack in the door that was about to close: "She's still my daughter, an outsider. ”

Luke smiled when he heard this, and was about to speak when footsteps came from the other side of the stairs.

Turning his head to look.

Heather had already carried a travel bag, walked down the stairs, came to the living room, and looked at Mr. Miller with some complicated and inexplicable eyes: "I don't understand why you are still hiding from me, I just want to know where I came from and who I am." ”

Mr. Miller glanced at Heather and did not speak.

Mrs. Miller took two cans of Lone Star Beer at this moment, listened to Heather's words, and looked at Heather: "We raised you, you know that." ”

Heather was a little mad.

She felt that such a conversation was familiar.

That's right.

On the very day after she saw the lawyer, such a conversation seemed to happen once.

Heather had a big head, glanced at Luke, and then looked at the Millers: "I have to listen to the truth, otherwise, I will go to inherit the inheritance now, you should know that my boyfriend has arrived, and there is nothing you can do to stop me from inheriting the inheritance." ”

Sitting in a chair, Luke, who had just received the Lone Star beer from Mrs. Miller's hand, listened to Heather's words, then looked at Heather's gaze, smiled, and did not speak.

Again, that's the same sentence.

In other people's family affairs, he never participates in it unless it is absolutely necessary.

Mr. Miller, who was sitting on the sofa and had also reopened a bottle of beer, listened to the ultimatum from Heather, and also looked at Heather with a blank face.

"What are you telling you the truth?"

"Tell you, your original family is a group of demons from hell?"

"......" (end of chapter)