Cosma Empire

The postman didn't leave, and Mr. Cosma asked Mason to keep Sisi, who had other uses.

In fact, when Mr. Kesma heard that a woman wearing a mask was inquiring about the town of Clover, he knew who this woman was.

If there is any hatred that can keep a woman chasing after her, even after more than 20 years, she still can't forget them, then there is only one possibility. In addition to what Walt said before, no, what Johnson said, he knew that this woman was Anna.

The dinner at Mr. Kesma's house is not as rich as people imagined. Perhaps most people in the town of Alfalfa have not considered how rich Mr. Kesma will eat at night. As he had been many years ago, he would be satisfied with just two things, meat and bread, and if he could add some fresh greens and thick soup, it would definitely be a good dinner.

It's just that there are three more people at the dining table at Mr. Cosma's house tonight. Walt, who is aliased as Johnson and has been living in painful memories, is getting older and shorter. The eldest of the two brothers who are rumored to have dragon blood is also Layton's youngest son.

In the evening, Mrs. Kesma slaughtered a sheep for them, and also made five roast chickens. Don’t underestimate the appetite of these guests and members of the Kesma family. Those half-grown boys and girls started to eat It's frightening, how could their little bellies hold so much stuff?

After the silent meal time, Mrs. Cosma returned upstairs with little Mr. Cosma and the other children. She knew that her husband had something to talk to the three guests alone.

My son, Mason, you all know that. He called me and told me the news that shocked me! After saying this, Mr. Kesma took out the pipe he had used for many years from his pocket, lit it and took a puff. He leaned on the back of the chair and looked at the cracked ceiling, as if falling into memory .

However, Layton, who has known Mr. Kesma for more than thirty years, knows his friend very well. He must not be recalling anything, he is waiting for the next step. So he asked with a funny smile: Oh? What news can surprise you so much, I can't wait to know! , he emphasized the word "can't wait", and Mr. Kesma suddenly came back to his senses.

He pursed his lips, and there was a trace of satisfaction in his eyes. Anna was back, and she was in Tenell.

Walter, who had given up drinking and was named Johnson, stood up suddenly. His movements were a bit large, shaking the table, and even the chair he was sitting on was bounced out by his stretched legs. There was some indefinable hatred in his eyes, it seemed hatred, but there was something else.

A few months ago, Walt was drinking every day, and he was very drunk. They had doctors for Walt, good doctors and bad doctors, and they all had the same diagnosis but used slightly different words depending on whether they were good or bad.

Good doctor: This patient has been very strongly stimulated, so his mental state is very poor, and sometimes he has severe headaches. I suggested he take long-term pain meds for something I don't know about, it would make him more comfortable.

Bad doctor: He is just a psycho, does the neuro know? There is something wrong with his brain, and it can't be cured. I suggest that if he messes around, give him a little bit of the back of his head, and he will be relatively quiet. By the way, are you coming to play cards tonight?

Walt drank heavily to anesthetize himself and ease the pain in his head. Cheap alcohol was cheaper and easier to obtain than expensive painkillers, so he was always drunk.

Anna didn't recognize him until he saw Anna.

From that day on, he found that his head didn't hurt anymore, and he didn't have hallucinations anymore, so he quit drinking. This was called by some people as an unbelievable strange thing in Clover Town, and it was said that ghosts and religion were involved.

But old friends know why he's all right,

Because he knew he couldn't escape, and everyone was mentally prepared for this day, so now they didn't show much surprise.

what are you going to do , Layton asked, he is Mr. Kesma's assistant, and he appeared in nearly 70% of the assassinations in the past, and what he showed himself was much more ferocious.

Mr. Cosma stretched out his fingers and waved, motioning Walter to sit down, that's why I invited you to dinner, look, I'm old, that bastard Mason can't even kill a cow, this thing It needs to be solved again, so I leave it to you. If any of you have any different ideas, you can bring them up before it goes out.

Layton shook his head, his youngest son shook his head too, and the eyes of all three were on Walter. Walter's expression was very distorted. No one could bear the fact that his beloved wife killed his children and parents in front of him, and neither could he. He had been avoiding it in the past, but after seeing Anna last time, he discovered that there was another emotion in his heart that he had been hiding all along, and he wanted revenge!

This is a good opportunity, and Mr. Kesma gave him this opportunity.

He lowered his head and pressed his fists on his knees. After a while, he nodded vigorously, I'll go!

Good, very good, so can I continue to call you Walt from today on? , Mr. Kesma let out a sigh of satisfaction, damn Johnson, what kind of crappy names are these, Walter is better.

Mr. Kesma raised his hand slightly. Gentlemen, I have asked Sisi to post a black post to that woman. At twelve o'clock tomorrow night, the darkness will be stained red with blood!

Anna, who had studied the materials all night and made many phone calls, did not leave Tenel. Since many materials are now based on paper media, it is very troublesome to look them up. For example, older materials have been packaged and thrown into the warehouse area in order to avoid taking up more space. It is not easy to find a certain document from piles of information packages. First of all, physical strength is not something ordinary people can do. Tolerable.

Secondly, the information fed back by some departments needs to be further processed, such as obtaining more information from the local police station, or someone else in the local area who knows more inside stories, etc. Neil stayed for two days. She will leave two days later, go to the west to join Anpu, and finally help them find out those who made the terrorist attack.

From morning to afternoon, Anna was in the room flipping through the materials that she had read several times. Anpu taught her a little secret. If you can’t get a clue about something, then read all the materials in order. Constantly changing the order of browsing, it is very likely to find some things that have not been found before from the existing evidence.

In the afternoon, she went out to relax—in fact, she was also a little inexplicably flustered in her heart. She had been chasing these people for more than 20 years, and spent almost her entire life, even her own face. Confessed out. Now that hope is in front of her eyes, she has a premonition that she must have gone in the wrong direction this time, but the more certain she is, the more unspeakable things are churning in her heart. So she found an excuse to go out to do some errands in the afternoon, but she actually went for a walk to relieve her psychological burden.

There is nothing interesting about Tenell. The new mayor is caught in a struggle with the old party camp. He has no time to develop the city, and there is a decadent atmosphere everywhere. On the side of the road, those high-class people in dresses and high hats, with expressions full of disdain, sneered at the stooped low-class people passing by, their raised chins almost made them lose sight of the road in front of them.

There are always a group of young people standing on the roadside and corner, and their eyes stay for a moment on everyone who passes by them.

This is a very impressive city!

Anna stopped and stopped, and finally found a park outside the city center. Walking in the secluded park, looking at the sprouting trees and flowers, she found a stone bench and sat down with a blank expression on her face. She took out a cigarette and lit it, then took out from her neckline the necklace she had been wearing close to her body. There is a pendant on the necklace, a very common kind, with a beautiful pattern on the outside, and a round pendant that can hold two small photos inside after opening.

She has worn this pendant for twenty-five years. The first side is a bust of her when she was young. Beside her is a sullen man with a slightly raised mouth. The two stand very close.

The second photo is of a baby in a swaddle, taken when he was a full year old.

These two photos are already yellow, and they are still faded and cracked. She has been trying her best to keep them well. They are very precious things to her!

Represents her in the past!

When her fingers could already feel the increasing temperature, she dropped the cigarette she had only smoked in her hand to the ground, and put the pendant back together and stuffed it back into the neckline. Looking at the somewhat dark sky, he put his hands in his pockets and started walking back.

When she returned to the hotel where she was temporarily staying, she saw the black thing on the table at a glance, as if a huge hammer had hit her chest heavily.

Duang!

She felt that her hands in her pockets were trembling slightly, and glanced at the two idiots sitting aside flipping through the documents, she asked in a slightly trembling voice: Who sent the black envelope on the table? ? , she walked to the table as if nothing had happened, and picked up the black envelope.

The two idiots looked at her blankly, as if they were saying that they didn't know about it!

In the back alley of the hotel, Sisi took off the clothes of the hotel staff, took a deep breath, and walked towards the alley with his head down.

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