Chapter 82

It seems that as long as we find the goal, we will become active.

Caroline felt this way - she began to observe dormitory 403, and it was only the first time she explored the room carefully.

She came to the closet, opened it, and looked at the clothes inside... This should be 403's closet. Often, you can tell a little bit about a person's personality from the way he or she dresses.

Regarding her ability in this area, Caroline is somewhat confident in herself - this is not knowledge, but experience gained from actual combat. As for what the actual combat is, you can guess for yourself.

403 should have been a very cheerful and sunny guy... Caroline looked through the clothes here one by one.

Suddenly, a photo slipped from one of the clothes. This is a group photo of a man and a woman. The man is handsome and the woman is beautiful.

This is a photo of them hugging each other under the setting sun, which has some commemorative value.

This man is obviously not ‘Arnold’ and ‘Hailey’, because he looks like someone else... Is this man 403? Is this his original appearance?

Caroline couldn't help but think of 403's horrifying appearance with the white bandage covering his face, revealing only two bloodshot eyes and a little scalp and hair.

She reached the desk. Unlike Arnold's desk, this desk looked a little messy. Because they haven't been moved for a long time, the books on the shelves have been covered with light dust.

Caroline took out a book and opened the first page. There was a name written on it - she wrote her name on the book and marked her personal belongings, so this was the name of 403.

Caroline placed the photo next to the name on the page, looked at the bright smile of the man in the photo, and softly read the name written on the page: Lucas.

Lucas…

Caroline leaned back on the chair, holding the electric shock rod given to her by 403 in one hand to make herself feel safer, and began to think about the next action.

Revenge is a tempting proposition.

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When 'Arnold' answered the question of the dormitory, it was already past six o'clock in the morning. ‘Arnold’ looked a little tired.

When he opened the door... and turned on the light, he first saw Caroline sitting on the bed with her knees in her arms, having not slept all night.

Seeing 'Arnold' coming back, Caroline quickly got out of bed, walked up to him, grabbed his arm with a worried look on her face, and said anxiously: "Where have you been? I thought you had an accident. Consider whether I should go out to find you."

"I...I went to the study room later." 'Arnold' felt the strength of Caroline's grip on his arm and said in surprise: "You waited for me all night?"

Caroline nodded silently, "I didn't dare to go out, but you never came back. I was even afraid that Boss Boston's people were coming to the door. So I didn't even dare to turn on the light..."

Poor women can easily impress men.

'Arnold' patted the back of Caroline's hand, smiled and said: "I am indeed in a bad mood, and because I have an exam recently, I plan to review it. Then I forget the time...I will do it next time Will not."

Caroline nodded and said casually: "No wonder you have such good grades, you are indeed a nerd."

‘Arnold’ smiled sarcastically.

Caroline got a glass of warm water for 'Arnold', then yawned and said, "I'll be relieved when you come back... By the way, there's food in the microwave. If you're hungry, just take it out and eat it. I'll make whatever you want." I tried it, but it might not taste good.”

'Arnold' was startled, and subconsciously looked towards the microwave, wanting to say something, but Caroline had already crawled onto the bed, lying down lazily, without any defense, and said in a daze: " I can't do it anymore, I'm so sleepy...You can do your own thing."

‘Arnold’ stared blankly at Caroline’s back.

He stood like this with a water glass. After a long time, 'Arnold' silently opened the microwave oven. There was a bowl of macaroni inside... because it had been left there for a long time, the macaroni had long been burnt.

He sat down with the bowl in hand and ate quietly.

Quietly, silently, bit by bit... slowly, slowly.

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In the morning, Mr. Offee came downstairs with a heavy head. His sleep quality was not good all night.

Bara seemed to have been busy in the kitchen early in the morning. When she saw Mr. Aoife coming down, she quickly wiped her palms with her apron and came up with a worried look on her face: "Sir, are you awake?"

Mr. Aoife frowned and looked at Bara's appearance and said, "He...he hasn't come out yet?"

Bara nodded, "Since you said you were going to lock up Mr. French last night, he hasn't stopped. I was too sleepy and fell asleep at night. When I woke up in the morning, I went over to see that Mr. French was still inside. , busy alone."

Mr. Aoife felt something was wrong, so he rushed out suddenly and quickly arrived at the workshop behind the yard. Through the window, he saw Dr. French walking around holding a football.

On the walls, on the floor... everywhere, there seemed to be more formulas written in chalk than there were last night.

Dr. French muttered toward the football, but Mr. Offee couldn't hear clearly what he said. He hurriedly unlocked the door and walked in.

Dr. French seemed completely unaware, muttering to himself some formula conversions and experimental data that Mr. Offee couldn't understand.

"That's enough." Mr. Ao Fei suddenly felt a little sad, "That's enough, that's enough! I'll have someone arrange for you to go back to the institute, okay?"

Dr. French seemed not to hear, but seemed to suddenly think of something. I saw him throw away the football in his hand, then picked up a piece of chalk, lay on the table and wrote something.

"Are you really crazy?" Mr. Aoife muttered to himself, but the next moment, Mr. Aoife suddenly showed a horrified expression!

Dr. French suddenly picked up the cup next to him, took a sip of something, and then put it down again... This seemed to be just the action of a man who was obsessed with work and took a casual sip of water.

But the contents of the cup... Mr. Offee rushed forward in shock. Because he found a container under the table, a container with detergent.

"Spit it out! Father, spit it out!!" Mr. Offee was shocked and quickly shook Dr. French's body.

Only then did he see Dr. French's face was unusually pale and his lips were dark.

"Don't make any noise..." Dr. French glared at Mr. Offee, but before he could finish his sentence, he foamed heavily at the mouth and fell to the ground, his body twitching.

Mr. Offee suddenly picked up Dr. French and rushed out of the workroom. At this time, Bara came out with a plate of breakfast. Seeing this situation, she was so frightened that she dropped the things on the ground, "Sir! What happened?"

"He drank the detergent as water, he must have drank a lot..." Mr. Offee said hurriedly: "Go get my car keys!"

Barra hurried upstairs.

Mr. Offee's car rushed out of the house at an extremely fast speed. Mr. Offee held the steering wheel with trembling hands and his lips trembled slightly. While looking ahead, he frequently looked back at the unconscious Dr. French in the passenger seat, breathing heavily.

Mr. Offee suddenly remembered something and dialed the car phone... and made a call back to his place of work.

"Sir, good morning..."

"I give you five minutes to ask the traffic police department to block the road from my home to the hospital! I want the road to be smooth!! This is an order!!"

As soon as Mr. Aoife finished speaking, he turned off the phone and looked forward anxiously, "Don't let anything happen to you. Don't let anything happen to you..."

The Ministry of Security has great power, so much so that the streets of Rio suddenly ushered in a jammed morning. The traffic lights on several main streets suddenly turned red, but a black private car drove wildly through it. One red light intersection after another.

"Doctor!! Doctor!!! Someone come!!"

Almost roaring, Mr. Offee hugged Dr. French's body and rushed into the hospital door.

In front of the hospital hall, Mr. Offee, wearing pajamas and slippers with a pale face, hugged his father and felt like the world was spinning, "Doctor!!!"

The emergency personnel rushed out pushing the mobile hospital bed and quickly lifted Dr. French onto it. Mr. Offee followed all the way to the emergency room.

He watched the work lights in the emergency room turn on, and then he slid down the wall and sat down, slumped from exhaustion.

Soon after, Bara hurried to the hospital and soon found Mr. Offee sitting on the ground outside the emergency room. She helped Mr. Aoife up, "Sir...it's okay, he will be fine."

Mr. Aoife glanced at Bara silently. He looked at the lights in the corridor, took a long breath, and said slowly: "That time... it was the same."

"gentlemen?"

Mr. Aoife smiled bitterly and said: "Maggie, my wife. She is inside, but I can't do anything. And today...Bara, do you think I did something wrong?"

Bara didn't know how to comfort her at this time, so she could only pat Mr. Aoife's shoulder silently, and then said: "Sir, I brought you clothes, why don't you go change first... I'm here There were a lot of reporters beaten outside."

As an important public figure in this country, Mr. Offee is naturally easy to recognize.

In the past, when encountering this kind of thing, Mr. Ao Fei would naturally avoid it, but at this time he had no intention of doing so. He shook his head and said: "There are security guards outside the door, and they will not be let in so easily..." Bara, don’t tell Louis about this for the time being, let’s see what the situation is like.”

Barra nodded.

After a long time, the lights in the emergency room dimmed, and the doctor took off his mask and walked out of the door. Mr. Offee quickly stepped forward to ask.

"It's okay." The doctor smiled and said: "Fortunately, it was delivered in time. We washed the patient's stomach and then waited for him to wake up. But the patient is older, so he should pay more attention in the future and don't eat by mistake again. . Fortunately, this time it was just ordinary detergent. If what I drank was pesticide, it would be troublesome."

"Thank you, doctor." Mr. Offee said gratefully.

The doctor shook his head, and then said respectfully: "Mr. Aoife, you don't need to thank me, this is what you should do...but you'd better change your clothes."

Apparently, the doctor also recognized the security minister who was wearing pajamas and slippers.

Mr. Offee nodded, and then took the mobile phone from Bara. Dr. French was finally safe, and he would naturally have to calm down the large-scale road closures.

This is considered an abuse of private power, but Mr. Offee can no longer control so much at this time. He can only try to minimize the impact.

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"Master, please have tea."

Gan Hong held a glass of warm water with both hands, put it down, and stood aside respectfully... This reminded Luo Qiu of characters like maids in the old days.

In fact, Luo Qiu is no longer unfamiliar with having someone following him when he goes out and about. In other words, he has long been used to being followed when he goes out.

Of course, there is not much comparison between the two.

"——Local News: Traffic paralysis occurred in Rio in the morning..."

It was a line of text information that appeared at the bottom of the TV screen, and the main screen was local news - of course, for the people present, they didn't care much.

"Okay, then I'll set off." After Song Haoran finished eating the remaining half of the fried dough stick, he took a tissue and wiped his lips casually and stood up.

Luo Qiu looked away from the TV and nodded towards Song Haoran, "Have a nice trip."

After watching Song Haoran leave, Song Tianyou also continued: "Luo Qiu, I'm going to the Buddhist temple next, do you want to follow me?"

The humble abode is very big, so it is not strange to have a Buddhist temple. Seeing that Luo Qiu seemed a little curious, Fifth Uncle explained: "I have the habit of chanting sutras every day."

Luo Qiu shook his head and said, "I shouldn't be able to pass."

Song Tianyou didn't force it. This was a personal behavior, so he nodded and said, "Okay. If you feel bored, just let Gan Hong take you around, and she will make arrangements."

Thus, there was the above scene of Gan Hong holding warm water and then standing aside.

Luo Qiu put down the "History of the Ming Dynasty" in his hand, looked at Gan Hong curiously and said, "Do I want it?"

Gan Hong said quickly: "By the time you say something, it will be too late, so it would be better if I send it in advance."

Luo Qiu nodded, then lowered his head and read the book again.

Gan Hong suddenly asked: "Master Qiu, aren't you curious?"

"What are you curious about?"

Gan Hong gritted her teeth and said, "When we were on the train..."

Luo Qiu said casually: "The Song family is not simple, so I am not very curious. There is probably a reason why you showed up twice... Sit down, don't stand all the time, there is no one here."

"No, no, no." Gan Hong shook her head quickly and said, "I am yours now. This is very unruly."

Luo Qiu Daqi said: "It seems that the Song family still retains many unnecessary traditional rules. Don't you hate it?"

Gan Hong said slowly: "My life was given by the Song family. Whatever the master wants me to do, I will do it."

"Even if he gives you to me?" Luo Qiu raised his head and asked.

Gan Hong nodded seriously, and then said: "But Master Qiu, didn't you refuse?"

Luo Qiu shook his head and said: "I just think that if you refuse directly, you, a girl, will be embarrassed in front of so many people. Next, I will make it clear to Mr. Song and find a reason or something to let this person One thing can cover it up."

Gan Hong looked at Luo Qiu blankly.

Luo Qiu smiled and said: "So many people are looking at you, it's not comfortable."

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ps1: Thanks to the cute host of the book friend "Co-Master of the Universe".

ps2: Bow to the forces of capitalism.