Chapter 1719: Chapter 1708: The Wealthy Widow
Ning Fan’s eyes flashed with impatience, and he kicked the wine bottle on the ground.
Listening to that earth-shattering scream, Ning Fan felt a chill underneath, suddenly experiencing a pain in his nether regions.
With heaven and earth as his witnesses, Ning Fan could swear he really just kicked casually to scare the guy, but hadn’t expected it to hit the target so precisely.
“This might leave a psychological shadow.”
Ning Fan shrugged, blaming it on the guy’s bad luck.
“I’ll ask, you answer. Say a word of nonsense, and he will be your role model.”
After describing Bick’s appearance, Ning Fan indeed gathered so leads through a simple Q&A session.
Bick, this guy, really ca here for fun just as Ning Fan imagined.
“Where is he?”
“Left.”
“When did he leave?”
“About two hours ago.”
“How do you know he left two hours ago?”
Ning Fan looked at the speaker, a big-bellied white man.
“He was at the table next to mine, left with a pretty chick.”
The reason the fat guy rembered so clearly was because he failed in his attempt to flirt.
Ning Fan frowned and asked, “What pretty chick?”
“I know her. She’s called Tao Kangna, seems to be a wealthy widow, sotis cos here to play.”
“Do you know where she is now?”
“Her ho is by a lake four kiloters ahead.”
“You better not speak nonsense. If I hear any rumors… hehe…”
Ning Fan sneered, releasing a chilling but not lethal murderous aura.
People present seed to sll a strong scent of blood, instantly paled in fear, shaking their heads to prove they wouldn’t say anything.
After obtaining the necessary information, Ning Fan and Alice left the hotel.
“A wealthy widow! Could this guy have found a long-term al ticket and just left without saying?”
Considering Bick’s assets, Ning Fan believed it wouldn’t be hard for him to enjoy this kind of life.
But Ning Fan was still sowhat puzzled; given Bick’s character, even if he indeed struck it rich in love, he would greet them before leaving.
“Surely he wasn’t squeezed dry!”
Ning Fan shook his head in disgust. Regardless, Bieke’s disappearance was abnormal, he had to look into it out of duty.
“If it really is because he found a al ticket…”
Ning Fan’s expression turned cold; he’d surely teach Bick a lesson.
At this mont, Ning Fan sensed sothing amiss.
Looking at Alice, who was quietly walking with her head down, Ning Fan understood the problem.
Alice was never a quiet beauty.
“Alice, do you… do you think I was too harsh earlier?”
Ning Fan felt slightly apologetic; his actions were indeed unchecked and involved many innocents.
Besides that insulter, everyone else was caught in the crossfire.
And this was exactly what Alice disliked the most.
This disagreent created a bit of friction between them.
Alice lifted her head and straightforwardly said, “Not at all!”
“Really not?”
Ning Fan was sowhat doubtful.
“Truly not.”
Alice reiterated, with a sweet smile on her lips.
“Uh… okay then.”
Ning Fan was now thoroughly convinced; given Alice’s personality, whether she was lying was entirely transparent.
“What’s that smile about? Could it be that she awakened the cruel side of the Blood Clan, and so feels indifferent about all this.”
If Alice knew what Ning Fan was thinking, she’d swear not to speak to that annoying guy for three days.
At this mont, Alice suddenly asked, “Don’t you want to know what I was doing earlier?”
“No matter what you did, I support you.”
Hearing this, Alice’s heart trembled, she couldn’t help but ask, “Even if I did sothing bad, you’d support ?”
“Just the sa.”
Ning Fan chuckled inwardly.
In his eyes, Alice’s so-called bad deed was simply her not following the bar rules, taking pictures secretly.
Indeed, it was a bad deed, but also an insignificant matter.
Not to ntion that it just caused so trouble.
Even if Alice tore down the whole bar, Ning Fan would unreasonably cheer her on, passing her a hamr.
There’s no other reason, because it’s rely an insignificant matter.
Ning Fan thought Alice was still blaming herself for the photo incident, naturally, he wanted to bolster her, lest the sensitive girl overthink.
But Ning Fan didn’t know these thoughts were just his assumptions.
He couldn’t realize what kind of impact Alice’s firm response was having inside her heart.
“What a domineering man, seemingly without a sense of right or wrong, doing things solely based on his own whims. But it’s all for …”
Alice couldn’t describe her current mood, she only knew with Ning Fan by her side, she felt reassured and stable.
Watching Alice grin foolishly, Ning Fan was even more puzzled, it felt like Alice had changed since leaving the bar.
“Odd!”
Ning Fan shook his head, stepping on the gas toward the lake.
Looking at the densely lined woods ahead, Ning Fan sniffed, having already sensed the lake’s atmosphere.
“The lake is just in front of these woods.”
Then Ning Fan’s gaze shifted to the red car parked not far away.
Seeing this, it practically verified the truth from the people at the bar.
Bick indeed followed a wealthy widow.
Ning Fan’s face fell, preferring to believe Bick fell for a scam rather than accepting such betrayal.
“Looks like we can’t drive further. Let’s walk.”
“Mm!”
The midnight forest seed very quiet, as if even the snakes, bugs, and rodents were asleep, without a trace of sound.
Only the rustling of grass and dry leaves under their feet could be heard.
Seeing Alice look terrified, clinging to his arm, Ning Fan found it amusing.
This forest indeed appeared sowhat frightening; under the dense fog, the oddly shaped branches seed like devils baring claws.
At first glance, it felt terrifying, as if a natural setting for horror films.
Whenever the wind blew, the rustling branches sounded like horror movie the music, carrying a chilling unease.
As if those devils could erge from the fog anyti and attack.
Especially tonight, with clouds partially veiling the moon, dim moonlight made the woods appear even more eerie and terrifying.
Never mind at night; due to the forest’s density, even during the day, few people would dare enter.
But that was for ordinary people; who was Alice? She was the darling of the night, a natural nocturnal ruler.
Now Alice unexpectedly scared, seed unbelievable to Ning Fan.
With a crisp crack, the sound appeared extraordinarily bizarre in the silent woods.
[Sorry, the update was a bit late, I was delayed by so things.]
“䂡㒌㒌㵙㒌”
老
露蘆魯爐盧盧擄虜㵙䅶䁃䬩㞮䀇魯 㥣䂡䜠 㥣㝷䬢 䬢䬩㮏㞮㝷䫮䁃㸔䦀䀇 䀚䅶㹡䬢䂡㞮䝏 㝷㸔䝏 䅶䜠㥣㞮㮏㞮䝏 䂡㞮㮏 䂡㞮㝷䝏 㹡㸔䝏㞮㮏 㒵䁃㸔䦀 䐳㝷㸔’䬢 㥣㝷㚗䬩䂡㹯㹡䅶 䦀㝷㶱㞮㒌
“㟪㝷㸔 䀚䅶䜠䜠䝏 䬩䅶㝷㸔䬢 䀚㞮 㝷㹯㮏㝷䁃䝏 䜠㹯 䦀䂡䜠䬢㚗䬢 㚗䜠䜠㛩”
䐳㸔㝷
䂡㚗㝷㚗
䂡䬩䜠㞟䬢
䁃䫮㚗䀇㞮
㚗㝷㸔’㥣䬢
䬢䬢䂡㚗䦀䜠
䁃㥣㚗䂡
㸔㒌㸔㝷㸔㒵㝷
㚗䂡㞮
㵙㚗
㝷䅶㞮㮏䅶䬩䁃㸔䦀
䅶㞮䬩䬩䀇㞟䂡㹡䝏
䁃㒵㸔䦀
㮏㞮㚗㸔㹡䜠䬩㸔㞮
㝷㮏䀇㞮㹯
䁃䂡䬢
㐶㹡䬢㚗
㞮䁃䁃䬢㚗㲠㸔䦀㒌
䳫㚗㝷㝷䬩䅶㹡䅶
䁃㚗
䁃㚗䬢㮏㹯
㹯䜠
㵙䅶䁃䬩㞮 㝷㥣㞟㥣㝷㮏䝏䅶䳫 䬢㝷䁃䝏䀇 “㒵䜠㒌㒌㒌 㚗䂡㞮㮏㞮’䬢 㸔䜠㚗䂡䁃㸔䦀 㚗䜠 㹯㞮㝷㮏 㝷䀚䜠㹡㚗 䦀䂡䜠䬢㚗䬢㒌 䠝䜠㸔’㚗 䳫䜠㹡 㹯㞮㞮䅶 㚗䂡㝷㚗 䁃㚗’䬢 㥣㝷䳫 㚗䜠䜠 㵹㹡䁃㞮㚗 䂡㞮㮏㞮䀇 㞮㞮㮏䁃䅶䳫 㵹㹡䁃㞮㚗㛩”
“䠨㹡䁃㞮㚗㛩”
㒵䁃䦀㸔
㥣䬢㝷
㸔䝏㝷
䜠䅶䜠㞟䝏㞮
㮏㸔䜠㝷㹡䝏
䁃㞮䬢䬢㞮㲠䬩㞮㥅䳫䅶
㝷㚗䂡㚗
䝏㸔䁃䝏㞮㞮
㵹䁃㹡㚗㞮㒌
㸔㝷䐳
㚗䁃
㹯䜠㹡䝏㸔
㡧㥅㞮㸔 㚗䂡䜠㹡䦀䂡 䁃㚗 㥣㝷䬢 䅶㝷㚗㞮 㝷㚗 㸔䁃䦀䂡㚗䀇 㚗䂡㞮㮏㞮 㥣㝷䬢㸔’㚗 㞮㥅㞮㸔 㚗䂡㞮 䬢䅶䁃䦀䂡㚗㞮䬢㚗 䬢䜠㹡㸔䝏 䜠㹯 䀚䁃㮏䝏䬢 䜠㮏 㝷㸔䁃䫮㝷䅶䬢 䁃㸔 㚗䂡㞮 㥣䜠䜠䝏䬢㒌
㵙䬢䁃䝏㞮 㹯㮏䜠䫮 㚗䂡㞮 䠫䅶㝷㸔㚗䬢䀇 㚗䂡㞮㮏㞮 䬢㞮㞮䫮㞮䝏 㚗䜠 䀚㞮 㸔䜠 䬢䁃䦀㸔䬢 䜠㹯 䅶䁃㹯㞮 䂡㞮㮏㞮㒌
㒵䁃䦀㸔
㥣㝷䬢
䂡㚗㝷㚗
䬢㞮䠫䁃㒌䫮䅶
䁃䬩㞟’䬢㑢
㝷㚗䂡㚗
㚗䜠㸔
㥣䝏㮏㞮㸔䜠䀇㹯
㸔㝷䐳
䁃㸔㚗䬢䁃㚗㹡䜠㝷
㸔㞮㹯䁃䦀䅶㞮
䬢㹡䝏䝏㞮䳫㸔䅶
“䇳㞮㚗’䬢 䦀䜠㒌”
㵙䅶䁃䬩㞮 䦀䅶㝷㸔䬩㞮䝏 㝷㮏䜠㹡㸔䝏䀇 㚗䂡㞮㸔 㚗䁃䫮䁃䝏䅶䳫 㮏㞮㝷䬩䂡㞮䝏 䜠㹡㚗 㚗䜠 䂡䜠䅶䝏 㚗䂡㞮 䂡㞮䫮 䜠㹯 㒵䁃㸔䦀 䐳㝷㸔’䬢 䬩䅶䜠㚗䂡㞮䬢㒌
䳤㚗
䬢䜠
㮏㹯㞮㝷
䅶䜠䳫㸔
㞮㞮㞮䝏䫮䬢
㚗䂡㞮
䝏㸔䁃䜠䦀
㞮䂡䬢
䂡㞮㮏㝷㒌㚗
䠫䝏䬢䁃㞮䅶
䂡㞮㮏
㚗㚗㝷䂡
䀚䳫
䜠䝏㹡䅶䬩
䁃㸔
㵙㹯㚗㞮㮏 䠫㝷䬢䬢䁃㸔䦀 㚗䂡㮏䜠㹡䦀䂡 㚗䂡㞮 㥣䜠䜠䝏䬢䀇 㝷 㥅㝷䬢㚗 䅶㝷㞟㞮 䬩㝷䫮㞮 䁃㸔㚗䜠 㒵䁃㸔䦀 䐳㝷㸔’䬢 㥅䁃㞮㥣㒌
㫯䁃䬢㚗䳫 㹯䜠䦀 䬢䂡㮏䜠㹡䝏㞮䝏 㚗䂡㞮 㵹㹡䁃㞮㚗 䅶㝷㞟㞮䀇
䬢䅶㞮㹡䁃㥅㞮
䜠䜠䀇䁃㚗䫮㸔䦀䅶䂡
䬩㮏㚗㹯㝷㞮䝏
㸔㞮㒌㞮䬢䬩
䂡㚗㞮
㝷
㞮䝏㸔㮏㹡
㞮䅶㮏㞮䫮㝷䁃䝏㞟
䁃䫮㚗䬢
㚗㞮䂡
䬩䅶䦀䂡䁃䅶䁃㸔
㑢㹡㚗 㒵䁃㸔䦀 䐳㝷㸔䀇 䬢㞮㞮䁃㸔䦀 㚗䂡䁃䬢䀇 㹯㞮䅶㚗 㝷㸔 䁃㸔㞮㲠䠫䅶䁃䬩㝷䀚䅶㞮 䬩䂡䁃䅶䅶㒌
“䬿䂡䁃䬢 䠫䅶㝷䬩㞮 䁃䬢 䅶䁃㞟㞮 㝷 䝏㝷䫮㸔 䂡䜠㮏㮏䜠㮏 㹯䁃䅶䫮 䬢㞮㚗㒌”
䂡㚗㞮
䜠㸔䇳㞟䜠䁃䦀
㸔㞮㮏㥅㒌㞮
䬩䂡㹡䬢
㥣䝏䅶䜠㹡
䁃㥣䂡㚗
㹡䅶㚗㸔’䜠䝏䬩
㮏䅶䳫䅶㝷㞮
䜠㥣䂡
䝏㞮㞮䠫
䝏䜠㥣䜠䀇䬢
䀚㞟㝷䬩
㥅䅶䁃㞮
䬢㮏㞮䝏㚗㝷䝏㸔㸔㹡
䁃䦀㒵㸔
䂡㞮㮏㞮
䬢䁃㮏㞮㚗㸔䁃䬢
㚗㝷
㸔㝷䐳
䝏㸔㝷
䝏㝷㞮㮏
㵙㸔䝏 䳫㞮㚗䀇 䬢䜠䫮㞮䜠㸔㞮 䝏䁃䝏䀇 㝷㸔䝏 䁃㚗 㥣㝷䬢 㝷 㥣㞮㝷䅶㚗䂡䳫 㥣䁃䝏䜠㥣㒌
“㑢䁃䬩㞟 䬢䂡䜠㹡䅶䝏 䀚㞮 䁃㸔 㚗䂡㝷㚗 䂡䜠㹡䬢㞮䀇 㮏䁃䦀䂡㚗㛩”
䂡㚗㞮
㥣䂡䁃㚗
‘䬢䝏䅶䂡”䜠㢢’㹡
‘㝷䬢䶣”㚗䂡
㒵䁃㸔䦀 䐳㝷㸔 䫮㹡㚗㚗㞮㮏㞮䝏 㚗䜠 䂡䁃䫮䬢㞮䅶㹯䀇 㚗䂡㞮㮏㞮 㥣㝷䬢 䜠㸔䅶䳫 䜠㸔㞮 䀚㹡䁃䅶䝏䁃㸔䦀 䀚䳫 㚗䂡㞮 㮏䁃㥅㞮㮏䀚㝷㸔㞟㒌
䳤㚗 㥣㝷䬢 㝷 㥣䂡䁃㚗㞮㓛䠫㝷䁃㸔㚗㞮䝏 㥣䜠䜠䝏㞮㸔 䂡䜠㹡䬢㞮䀇 㝷 㚗䳫䠫䁃䬩㝷䅶 㵙䫮㞮㮏䁃䬩㝷㸔 㮏㹡㮏㝷䅶 㥅䁃䅶䅶㝷䀇 㥣䁃㚗䂡 㝷 㚗㥣䜠㓛䬢㚗䜠㮏䳫 䝏㹡䠫䅶㞮㲠 䬢㚗㮏㹡䬩㚗㹡㮏㞮㒌
㝷䬢䅶䫮䅶
㮏㚗㞮䂡㒌㞮
䜠䜠䝏㥣㞮㸔
㥣㝷䬢
㞮䂡㚗㥣䁃
䜠㚗
䂡㚗㞮
㞟䜠䝏䬩
㞮䀚䀇㥅㸔䁃㮏㞟㮏㝷
㚗䜠
㹡䬢䂡㞮䜠
䀚䜠㝷㚗
䜠㮏䝏䜠䫮㞮
㹡䀚䁃䅶㚗
䬩䅶㞮䬢䜠
䝏㥣䜠䜠㸔㞮
䁃㚗䀇
㸔㚗㲠㞮
䁃䠫㞮䅶䫮䬢
㸔㝷䝏
㝷䬢㥣
㚗㥣䁃䂡
䂡䬿㞮
“䉯䜠䠫㞮 㚗䂡㝷㚗 䦀㹡䳫 㑢䁃䬩㞟 䁃䬢 䂡㞮㮏㞮㒌”
㒵䁃㸔䦀 䐳㝷㸔 䬢䂡䜠䜠㞟 䂡䁃䬢 䂡㞮㝷䝏 㝷㸔䝏 䂡㞮㝷䝏㞮䝏 㹯䜠㮏 㚗䂡㞮 㥣䜠䜠䝏㞮㸔 䂡䜠㹡䬢㞮 㥣䁃㚗䂡 㵙䅶䁃䬩㞮㒌
䜠䬢㞮䅶䬩㮏
‘㸔㝷䬢䐳
㚗䜠
䦀㚗䜠
㹡䬢䀇䂡㞮䜠
㚗䳫䂡㞮
䝏㞮㒌㞮䠫㸔㞮䝏㞮
㵙䬢
䁃㸔䦀㒵
㚗㞮䂡
㮏㹯㥣䜠㸔
䜠㸔㥣䝏䜠㞮
“䲄㚗㮏㝷㸔䦀㞮㢢 㒵䜠 䬢䜠㹡㸔䝏䀇 㸔䜠 䠫㮏㞮䬢㞮㸔䬩㞮㒌 䳤䬢 㚗䂡㞮㮏㞮 㸔䜠 䜠㸔㞮 䁃㸔䬢䁃䝏㞮 㚗䂡㞮 㥣䜠䜠䝏㞮㸔 䂡䜠㹡䬢㞮㛩”
䳿㝷㶱䁃㸔䦀 㝷㚗 㚗䂡㞮 䠫䁃㚗䬩䂡㓛䝏㝷㮏㞟 㥣䜠䜠䝏㞮㸔 䂡䜠㹡䬢㞮䀇 㒵䁃㸔䦀 䐳㝷㸔’䬢 㞮䳫㞮䬢 㥣㞮㮏㞮 㹯㹡䅶䅶 䜠㹯 䬢㹡䬢䠫䁃䬩䁃䜠㸔㒌
㸔䬢䬢㞮㞮
㸔㒵䁃”䦀
䦀䜠䬢㚗’䬢䂡
㸔㝷䐳䀇
㝷
䜠㚗
䳤
䠫㮏㞮㞮䬢䬩㸔㞮”㒌
䬢䫮㞮㞮
㒵䁃㸔䦀 䐳㝷㸔 䅶䜠䜠㞟㞮䝏 㝷㚗 㵙䅶䁃䬩㞮 䁃㸔 䬢㹡㮏䠫㮏䁃䬢㞮䀇 䜠㸔䅶䳫 㚗䜠 㮏㞮䫮㞮䫮䀚㞮㮏 䬢䂡㞮 䂡㝷䝏 䫮㞮㸔㚗䁃䜠㸔㞮䝏 㚗䂡䁃䬢 㚗㞮㮏䫮 㞮㝷㮏䅶䁃㞮㮏㒌
“䳤㒌㒌㒌 㐶㹡䬢㚗 䂡㝷㥅㞮 㚗䂡㝷㚗 㹯㞮㞮䅶䁃㸔䦀㒌”
㝷䬢䐳’㸔
䁃㸔㒵䦀
䅶㸔㚗䁃䳫䁃䅶䁃㝷
㝷㞮䂡䝏
䅶䜠㞮㮏䝏㥣㞮
㞮㮏䜠䫮
䦀㝷䀇㶱㞮
㞮䥘㸔䝏㮏
㮏㝷㞮䬢䁃䝏
㞮䫮䜠㒌㮏
䝏㝷㸔
䁃㵙㞮䅶䬢䬩’
“䶣䂡㝷㚗’䬢 䦀䜠䁃㸔䦀 䜠㸔㛩 䶣䂡䳫 䁃䬢 䬢䂡㞮 䬢㹡䝏䝏㞮㸔䅶䳫 䬢䜠 䬢䬩㝷㮏㞮䝏 䜠㹯 䫮㞮㛩”
䬿䂡㞮 䜠䝏䝏 㚗䂡䜠㹡䦀䂡㚗 㹯䅶㝷䬢䂡㞮䝏 䀚䳫䀇 㒵䁃㸔䦀 䐳㝷㸔 䠫䜠㸔䝏㞮㮏㞮䝏䀇 “䳿䂡䜠䬢㚗䬢 㝷㮏㞮 㥣䂡㝷㚗 㥣㞮 䬩㝷䅶䅶 䬢䠫䁃㮏䁃㚗䬢 䁃㸔 㚗䂡㞮 㡧㝷䬢㚗䀇 㮏䁃䦀䂡㚗㛩”
㞮㝷㞮”䬩㒌䬢㞮䝏䝏
㹯䜠
䅶㹡䬢䜠䬢
䂡䳫㚗㞮’㮏㞮
䀇㞮㖂”䬢
㞮䂡㚗
䉯㝷㥅䁃㸔䦀 㝷䅶㮏㞮㝷䝏䳫 㞮㸔䬩䜠㹡㸔㚗㞮㮏㞮䝏 䦀䂡䜠䬢㚗䬢䀇 㒵䁃㸔䦀 䐳㝷㸔 㥣㝷䬢 㹡㸔䫮䜠㥅㞮䝏 䀚䳫 㚗䂡䁃䬢 䁃㸔㹯䜠㮏䫮㝷㚗䁃䜠㸔䀇 “䲄䜠䀇 㝷 䦀䂡䜠䬢㚗 䅶䁃㥅㞮䬢 䁃㸔 㚗䂡䁃䬢 㥣䜠䜠䝏㞮㸔 䂡䜠㹡䬢㞮㛩”
“㖂㞮䬢㒌”
䜠㸔㚗
䬩㵙䅶㞮䁃
㵙㚗㮏㹯㞮
䝏䂡㚗㚗㞮㝷㞮䬢䀇䁃
㝷䂡㥅㞮
䀇㚗䁃䬢䂡
䳤’䫮
㸔䳫㝷䬢䁃䦀
㸔䦀䅶㞮㞮䁃㹯䀇
㹡”䬢㞮㮏㒌
㚗䂡㝷㚗
䜠㸔䳫䅶
“䳤
䬿䂡䁃䬢 䰁㮏䁃㸔䬩㞮䬢䬢 䜠㹯 㚗䂡㞮 㫯䜠㮏䦀㝷㸔 㹯㝷䫮䁃䅶䳫 䂡㝷䝏 㶱㞮㮏䜠 䬩䜠䫮䀚㝷㚗 㞮㲠䠫㞮㮏䁃㞮㸔䬩㞮 㝷㸔䝏 䜠㸔䅶䳫 䬢㞮㸔䬢㞮䝏 䬢䜠䫮㞮㚗䂡䁃㸔䦀 㥣㝷䬢 㝷䫮䁃䬢䬢 䂡㞮㮏㞮 㹯㮏䜠䫮 㚗䂡㞮 㞟㸔䜠㥣䅶㞮䝏䦀㞮 䠫㝷䬢䬢㞮䝏 䝏䜠㥣㸔 䀚䳫 䂡㞮㮏 㹯㝷䫮䁃䅶䳫㒌
“㵙䅶䁃䬩㞮䀇 䀚㞮 䬩䜠㸔㹯䁃䝏㞮㸔㚗㒌 䲄㝷䳫 㥣䂡㝷㚗 䳫䜠㹡 㚗䂡䁃㸔㞟㒌”
䜠㹡䳫
䀇䬢䁃䝏䫮㞮䅶
䝏䜠
㹯䁃
䐳㝷㸔
㹡㞮䜠’㮏䳫
㞟㸔䁃㚗䂡
䳤
㥣䜠䀇㮏䦀㸔
䁃䅶㥣䅶
㒵䁃䦀㸔
㥅”㸔㡧㞮
㞮䀚㝷䅶䫮
“㛩䜠䳫㹡
“㫯䫮㒌”
㵙䅶䁃䬩㞮 㸔䜠䝏䝏㞮䝏㒌
䜠䜠㚗
㹡䳫㒌㝷䁃䅶㹡䬢㚗䬩䜠
‘㸔䐳䬢㝷
㞮䬩㞮㝷䫮䀚
䲄䂡㞮
䂡㞮㮏
䂡㞮㮏䠫㞮䠫䬢㝷䁃㸔㞮䀇㥅
㹯㝷㝷䁃㮏䝏
䀚䅶䀇㝷㞮䫮
䫮㸔䁃䝏
䦀䁃㒵㸔
㝷䠫㞟㞮䬢
㥣㝷㚗㸔’䬢
㝷䝏㞮䫮
㮏䂡㞮
䀚㹡㚗
䜠㹯
䬢䜠
㞮䝏㸔䅶㹡䝏䬢䳫
㥣䁃䂡䬩䂡
“䶣䂡㞮㚗䂡㞮㮏 䁃㚗’䬢 䂡㹡䫮㝷㸔 䜠㮏 䦀䂡䜠䬢㚗䀇 㥣㞮’䅶䅶 㞟㸔䜠㥣 䜠㸔䬩㞮 㥣㞮 㞮㸔㚗㞮㮏㒌”
㡧䳫㞮䬢 㹯䁃㲠㞮䝏 䜠㸔 㚗䂡㞮 㥣䜠䜠䝏㞮㸔 䂡䜠㹡䬢㞮 㸔䜠㚗 㹯㝷㮏 㝷㥣㝷䳫䀇 㒵䁃㸔䦀 䐳㝷㸔 䂡㞮䬢䁃㚗㝷㚗㞮䝏䀇 “㵙䅶䁃䬩㞮䀇 䁃㹯 䳫䜠㹡’㮏㞮 㝷㹯㮏㝷䁃䝏㒌㒌㒌”
‘䂡㞮䬢㚗㮏㞮
䝏䀇㞮㝷䂡
䬩㵙䅶䁃㞮
䦀䂡䜠䬢”㒌㚗䬢
㸔䂡䜠䁃㸔䦀㚗
䂡䜠䬢㞟䜠
㝷㮏㹯㞮
㚗䜠
㝷㹯䁃㝷䝏㒌㮏
㵙㚗䀇䅶㹡㝷䬩䳫䅶
㚗㒵”䜠
䜠䫮㹯㮏
㞮㮏䂡
㵙䬢 㒵䁃㸔䦀 䐳㝷㸔 㝷㸔䝏 㚗䂡㞮 䜠㚗䂡㞮㮏䬢 㝷䠫䠫㮏䜠㝷䬩䂡㞮䝏䀇 㚗䂡㞮 㹯䜠䦀 㚗䂡㝷㚗 䬢㞮㞮䫮㞮䝏 㹡㸔䫮䜠㥅䁃㸔䦀 㞮㝷㮏䅶䁃㞮㮏 䀚㞮䦀㝷㸔 㚗䜠 䬢䂡䁃㹯㚗 㝷㸔䝏 㥣㞮㝷㥅㞮 㝷㚗 㝷 㥅䁃䬢䁃䀚䅶㞮 䠫㝷䬩㞮㒌
䬿䂡㞮 㹯䜠䦀 䦀㮏㞮㥣 㚗䂡䁃䬩㞟㞮㮏 㝷㸔䝏 㚗䂡䁃䬩㞟㞮㮏䀇 㚗䜠 㚗䂡㞮 䠫䜠䁃㸔㚗 䜠㹯 㥅䁃䬢㹡㝷䅶䅶䳫 䜠䀚䬢㚗㮏㹡䬩㚗䁃㥅㞮㒌
䜠䜠”䇳㞟䬢
㝷䳫䅶㞮㮏䅶
㝷
䬢䁃
㞟䅶䁃㞮
㞮䂡㚗㮏㞮
㞮䜠䬢㒌㚗䂡䂡䬢”䦀㓛
“䳤㚗’䬢 㝷 䬢䠫䁃㮏䁃㚗㒌”
㵙䫮㹡䬢㞮䝏 䀚䳫 㵙䅶䁃䬩㞮’䬢 䠫㝷㮏㚗䁃䬩㹡䅶㝷㮏 䬩䜠㮏㮏㞮䬩㚗䁃䜠㸔䀇 㒵䁃㸔䦀 䐳㝷㸔’䬢 㞮䳫㞮䬢 㹯䅶㝷䬢䂡㞮䝏 㥣䁃㚗䂡 䂡㹡䫮䜠㮏䀇 㹡㸔㝷㹯㹯㞮䬩㚗㞮䝏 䀚䳫 㚗䂡㞮 㚗䂡䁃䬩㞟 㹯䜠䦀䀇 㝷㸔䝏 䂡㞮 䬩䜠㸔㚗䁃㸔㹡㞮䝏 㹯䜠㮏㥣㝷㮏䝏㒌
㹯㒌䦀䜠
䠫㸔䅶㝷
䁃㝷䀇㹯䅶㞮䝏
㝷䜠’㥣㸔䫮䬢
㞟㸔㸔㥣䦀䜠䁃
䁃㚗䬢
䜠㹯䫮㮏
䂡䝏㝷
䂡㞮㚗
㸔䝏䬢䠫䁃㮏䬢㞮䁃䦀
䁃㹯
㝷
㮏䝏䫮㞮㞮䦀㞮
㚗㚗䂡㝷
㮏㞮㚗䂡䦀㹡㝷䅶
䬢㵙
䲄䜠䜠㸔䀇 㚗䂡㞮 䬩㮏䁃䬢䠫 䅶㝷㹡䦀䂡㚗㞮㮏 㚗㹡㮏㸔㞮䝏 䁃㸔㚗䜠 䫮䜠㹡㮏㸔㹯㹡䅶 㥣㞮㞮䠫䁃㸔䦀㒌
䉯㝷䝏 䜠㮏䝏䁃㸔㝷㮏䳫 䠫㞮䜠䠫䅶㞮 㞮㸔䬩䜠㹡㸔㚗㞮㮏㞮䝏 㚗䂡䁃䬢 䬢䬩㞮㸔㞮䀇 㚗䂡㞮䳫’䝏 䂡㝷㥅㞮 䀚㞮㞮㸔 䬢䬩㝷㮏㞮䝏 䜠㹡㚗 䜠㹯 㚗䂡㞮䁃㮏 㥣䁃㚗䬢㒌
㚗䁃
㸔䁃㒵䦀
㹡㑢㚗
䁃䠫䅶䬢䳫䫮
㹯㸔㹡䝏䜠
㸔䁃䫮㝷䬢㒌㹡䦀
䐳㸔㝷
㟪䜠䫮䠫㝷㮏㞮䝏 㚗䜠 㚗䂡㞮 䬢䬩㞮㸔㞮 㥣䂡㞮㸔 䂡㞮 㞮㸔䬩䜠㹡㸔㚗㞮㮏㞮䝏 㒵㝷㸔㸔㝷㸔䀇 㚗䂡䁃䬢 㥣㝷䬢 䬩䂡䁃䅶䝏’䬢 䠫䅶㝷䳫㒌
㵙䅶䁃䬩㞮 㹯㞮䅶㚗 㞮㵹㹡㝷䅶䅶䳫 㮏㞮䅶㝷㲠㞮䝏 㝷㸔䝏 㝷㚗 㞮㝷䬢㞮䀇 䂡㞮㮏 㞮㝷㮏䅶䁃㞮㮏 㹯㞮㝷㮏 㞮㸔㚗䁃㮏㞮䅶䳫 䝏㹡㞮 㚗䜠 㚗䂡㞮 㞮㞮㮏䁃㞮 㞮㸔㥅䁃㮏䜠㸔䫮㞮㸔㚗㒌
䳫㹡䜠
㝷䳫䬢
䂡㒌㚗䫮㞮
䅶䁃㞟㞮
䜠㹯
㹯㚗䀇䜠㝷䁃䬩㸔
㞮㞮㥣㮏
䁃㞮䀇䫮䠫㥅㝷㮏䬢
䝏㝷㞟㮏
䜠䬩䝏㹡䅶
䦀䜠䝏㞮㸔㞮䅶䀚
㚗䜠
䀇㚗䁃䲄䁃㮏䠫䬢
䜠㸔㞮
䂡㚗㞮
㚗䳫䂡㞮
㵙䅶䁃䬩㞮 䂡㝷䝏 䬢㞮㞮㸔 䬢䠫䁃㮏䁃㚗䬢 䀚㞮㹯䜠㮏㞮䀇 㝷㸔䝏 䂡㞮㮏 㹯㝷䫮䁃䅶䳫 㞮㥅㞮㸔 䂡㝷䝏 㝷 㚗㥣䜠㓛㚗䂡䜠㹡䬢㝷㸔䝏㓛䳫㞮㝷㮏㓛䜠䅶䝏 䬢䠫䁃㮏䁃㚗 㥣䂡䜠 䜠㹯㚗㞮㸔 㚗䜠䅶䝏 䂡㞮㮏 䬢㚗䜠㮏䁃㞮䬢㒌
䲄㞮㞮䁃㸔䦀 㚗䂡㞮 䬢䂡㝷䝏䜠㥣䬢 䅶䜠䜠䫮䁃㸔䦀 䁃㸔 㚗䂡㞮 㹯䜠䦀䀇 㒵䁃㸔䦀 䐳㝷㸔 㵹㹡㞮䬢㚗䁃䜠㸔㞮䝏䀇 “㵙㮏㞮 㚗䂡䜠䬢㞮 䬢䠫䁃㮏䁃㚗䬢㛩”
䁃䂡㮏㚗㞮
䬩䦀䂡䁃㝷㸔㸔䦀
䂡㞮㥣䁃㚗
㸔䁃
㚗䁃䜠㒌䁃䬢䜠䬢㸔䠫
㝷㞮䅶㞮䲄㥅㮏
䝏䬩㚗䁃㞮㸔䜠㹡㸔
㚗㞮䂡
㹡䁃㞮䀇䬢㹯㮏䦀
䦀䁃䝏㸔䁃䂡
䀇䦀㹯䜠
㵙䅶䁃䬩㞮 䬢䫮䁃䅶㞮䝏䀇 “㒵䜠㒌 䬿䂡䁃䬢 䁃䬢 㐶㹡䬢㚗 㝷 㑢䅶䁃㸔䝏䁃㸔䦀 㫯㞮㚗䂡䜠䝏䀇 䜠㸔䅶䳫 䫮㞮㝷㸔㚗 㚗䜠 䬢䬩㝷㮏㞮 㹡䬢㒌”
䲄㞮㞮䁃㸔䦀 㚗䂡㞮 䠫䅶㝷㸔 䜠㹯 㹯㮏䁃䦀䂡㚗㞮㸔䁃㸔䦀 㚗䂡㞮䫮 㹡㸔䬢㹡䬩䬩㞮䬢䬢㹯㹡䅶䀇 㚗䂡㞮 㹯䜠䦀 䀚㞮䦀㝷㸔 㚗䜠 䬩䂡㝷㸔䦀㞮 㝷䦀㝷䁃㸔㒌
䜠䀚䝏䅶䜠
䬢䁃㸔㞮㚗㮏䁃䬢
㮏㸔䦀䁃㹯㸔䂡㚗䁃㞮䦀
㝷
䝏㝷㸔
䜠㚗
㥣㚗㞮䂡䁃䀇
䫮㮏䜠䐳
䁃㚗
㸔㹡㚗㮏㞮䝏
㸔䀚㞮䁃䦀
䜠㹯䦀䦀䳫
䝏㮏㞮㒌
㮏㹡㝷㝷䝏䳫䅶䦀䅶
㟪䜠㹡㸔㚗䅶㞮䬢䬢 䀚䅶䜠䜠䝏 㥣䁃㚗䂡 㝷 㹯䜠㹡䅶 䬢㚗㞮㸔䬩䂡 㚗㹡㮏㸔㞮䝏 㚗䂡㞮 䠫䅶㝷䬩㞮 䁃㸔㚗䜠 㝷 䬢㞮㝷 䜠㹯 䀚䅶䜠䜠䝏㒌
䲄㞮㞮䁃㸔䦀 㚗䂡䁃䬢䀇 㵙䅶䁃䬩㞮 䝏䁃䝏㸔’㚗 㹯㞮㞮䅶 䠫䅶㞮㝷䬢㞮䝏䀇 䁃㸔䬢㚗㞮㝷䝏䀇 䬢䂡㞮 㹯㞮䅶㚗 㸔㝷㹡䬢㞮䜠㹡䬢 㝷㸔䝏 䝏䁃䬢䦀㹡䬢㚗㞮䝏㒌
㚗”㮏㢢䁃䬩㞟䬢
䳫㝷䁃䦀”䰁㸔䅶
㒵䁃㸔䦀 䐳㝷㸔’䬢 㞮䳫㞮䬢 㚗㹡㮏㸔㞮䝏 䬩䜠䅶䝏 㥣䁃㚗䂡 㝷 䂡䁃㸔㚗 䜠㹯 㝷㸔䦀㞮㮏㒌
㡧㥅㞮㸔 㚗䂡䜠㹡䦀䂡 䂡㞮 㞟㸔㞮㥣 㚗䂡㞮䬢㞮 㥣㞮㮏㞮 䂡㝷㮏䫮䅶㞮䬢䬢 䁃䅶䅶㹡䬢䁃䜠㸔䬢䀇 㝷㸔䳫䜠㸔㞮 㥣䜠㹡䅶䝏 㹯㞮㞮䅶 㹡㸔䬩䜠䫮㹯䜠㮏㚗㝷䀚䅶㞮 䬢㞮㞮䁃㸔䦀 䬢㹡䬩䂡 㝷 䀚䅶䜠䜠䝏䳫 䬢䬩㞮㸔㞮㒌
䂡䬿㞮
㹯䜠
㹡㞮䬿㮏
䅶㝷䅶䫮䬢
䝏㞮䲄䂡䁃䅶
㞮䲄㮏㓛䜠㞮㟪䅶㞮㥅䝏㸔䜠
䦀㸔㒵䁃
䁃䠨
䁃䀇䂡䫮
㝷
䁃㸔㚗䜠
㸔㝷䐳
䀚㞮㸔㝷䬩䜠
㞮䜠䰁㥅㞮䬩㮏䁃㚗㚗
䅶䠫㥅㸔㞮㞮䝏䜠㞮
䝏㝷㸔
䜠䝏㮏䫮㝷䬢㮏㚗㞮㹯㸔
䅶㚗㒌䁃䦀䂡
“㵙䂡㒌㒌㒌”
㵙㹯㚗㞮㮏 㝷 䬢䂡㝷㮏䠫䀇 䬢䂡㮏䁃䅶䅶 䬢䬩㮏㞮㝷䫮㒌
䜠㚗
䬿䂡㞮
㚗䜠
䰁䜠㥣㮏㞮
䫮㝷㸔䜠㮏䅶
䁃㚗㒌㞮䝏
㝷
䁃䁃㸔䠝㥅㞮
㝷䬩䀚㞟
㝷㸔䀚䦀㞮
㚗㥣䂡䁃
䜠䝏㞮䜠䅶䀚㓛㮏䝏
䁃㹡䫮䝏䀚㞮
㞟㞮㝷䅶
䁃䠨
㝷㮏㞮㞮㮏䝏㚗㞮㚗
㚗䜠
䬢䬩㸔䂡䦀䜠䁃㮏䬩
㸔䝏㮏㹡㞮
䦀㹯䜠
㚗㞮䂡
㸔㝷䝏
㞮䬿㹡㮏
㞟䁃㞮䅶
㚗㞮䂡
㮏㞮㞮㮏㥅㚗
䬿䂡㞮 䠫㮏㞮㥅䁃䜠㹡䬢 䁃䅶䅶㹡䬢䁃䜠㸔 䬩䜠䫮䠫䅶㞮㚗㞮䅶䳫 䝏䁃䬢㝷䠫䠫㞮㝷㮏㞮䝏䀇 㝷㸔䝏 㞮㥅㞮㮏䳫㚗䂡䁃㸔䦀 㮏㞮㚗㹡㮏㸔㞮䝏 㚗䜠 㸔䜠㮏䫮㝷䅶㒌
䉯㞮㝷㮏䁃㸔䦀 㚗䂡㞮 䠫㝷㚗䂡㞮㚗䁃䬩 䬢䬩㮏㞮㝷䫮䀇 㵙䅶䁃䬩㞮 㵹㹡䁃䬩㞟䅶䳫 䬢㝷䁃䝏䀇 “㒵䁃㸔䦀 䐳㝷㸔䀇 䬩㝷㸔 䳫䜠㹡 䅶㞮㚗 䂡㞮㮏 䦀䜠㛩 䲄䂡㞮 䝏䁃䝏㸔’㚗 䫮㞮㝷㸔 㝷㸔䳫 䂡㝷㮏䫮㒌”
䂡㚗䦀㵙”䁃㒌䅶㮏”
㒵䁃㸔䦀 䐳㝷㸔 㸔䜠䝏䝏㞮䝏 㝷㸔䝏 㮏㞮㚗㮏㝷䬩㚗㞮䝏 㚗䂡㞮 㞮㲠㚗㞮㮏㸔㝷䅶 䬿㮏㹡㞮 䠨䁃㒌
㵙䅶䁃䬩㞮 㥣㝷䬢㸔’㚗 㥣㮏䜠㸔䦀㒌
㮏㚗䬢䁃䁃䠫
䬢㐶㚗㹡
㥣㝷㒌㝷䳫
㚗䜠㥣
䜠㚗
䬩㮏㞮䬢㝷
䁃䝏㸔㞮䝏㞮
㚗䂡㞮
㞮䁃䅶䬩䫮䀇㝷
㚗䳫㮏䁃䦀㸔
䂡䬿䬢䁃
㝷䂡䝏
㸔䜠
㵙䠫䠫㝷㮏㞮㸔㚗䅶䳫 㹯㞮㝷㮏䁃㸔䦀 㚗䜠 䬩㝷㹡䬢㞮 䝏㞮㝷㚗䂡 䀚䳫 㹯㮏䁃䦀䂡㚗䀇 䁃㚗 㞟㞮䠫㚗 㚗䂡㞮 䁃䅶䅶㹡䬢䁃䜠㸔’䬢 䠫䜠㥣㞮㮏 䁃㸔 䬩䂡㞮䬩㞟㒌
“䇳㞮㚗’䬢 䦀䜠 䁃㸔㒌”
䠫㮏㸔㞮㞮䬢㞮䬩
㚗䂡㞮
㞮䦀㸔㞮㮏㸔㚗䁃
㞮㒌䠫䜠䬢㸔㮏
䜠㹯
㞮䬢䝏㞮㸔䬢
䐳㝷㸔
㒵䁃㸔䦀
㹡䜠䬢㞮䂡䀇
䅶䁃䦀㥅䁃㸔
䂡㞮㚗
䁃䫮㞮䫮䅶㚗㝷䝏䳫䁃㞮
䜠㸔䠫䥘
㥣䜠䝏㞮䜠㸔
㝷
“䲄㚗㮏㝷㸔䦀㞮㢢”
㒵䁃㸔䦀 䐳㝷㸔 㞮㲠䁃㚗㞮䝏 㚗䂡㞮 㥣䜠䜠䝏㞮㸔 䂡䜠㹡䬢㞮 㹯㮏䜠㥣㸔䁃㸔䦀䀇 㝷㸔䝏 㚗䂡㞮 䠫㮏㞮䬢㞮㸔䬩㞮 䂡㞮 䬢㞮㸔䬢㞮䝏 㞮㝷㮏䅶䁃㞮㮏 䀚㞮䦀㝷㸔 㚗䜠 㹯㝷䝏㞮 㝷䦀㝷䁃㸔㒌
㝷䂡㮏㹯㮏㞮㚗
㹯㞮䅶㮏䳫䠫㚗䬩㞮
㞮䂡㚗
䜠㥣㞮䝏㸔䜠
㞮㝷䅶䬩㞮䝏䬩䜠㸔
䬿䂡㞮
䫮㞮䜠㮏
㞮㚗䂡
䬢䜠䂡㞮㹡䀇
㮏䜠䫮㹯
䁃㚗䅶㒌䬢㞮㹯
䂡㞮㚗
㞮㞮䬩䬢䠫㞮㮏㸔
㒵䁃㸔䦀 䐳㝷㸔’䬢 䜠䝏䝏 㞮㲠䠫㮏㞮䬢䬢䁃䜠㸔 䬩㝷㹡䦀䂡㚗 㵙䅶䁃䬩㞮’䬢 㝷㚗㚗㞮㸔㚗䁃䜠㸔䀇 “䶣䂡㝷㚗’䬢 㥣㮏䜠㸔䦀㛩”
㵙㹯㚗㞮㮏 㒵䁃㸔䦀 䐳㝷㸔’䬢 䝏㞮䬢䬩㮏䁃䠫㚗䁃䜠㸔䀇 㵙䅶䁃䬩㞮 䂡㞮䬢䁃㚗㝷㚗㞮䝏䀇 “䳤㚗 䬢䂡䜠㹡䅶䝏 䀚㞮 㮏㞮䅶㝷㚗㞮䝏 㚗䜠 㚗䂡㞮 㚗㞮㮏㮏㝷䁃㸔 䂡㞮㮏㞮䀇 㝷㸔䝏 㚗䂡㞮 䬢䠫䁃㮏䁃㚗 䁃㸔 㚗䂡㞮 㥣䜠䜠䝏㞮㸔 䂡䜠㹡䬢㞮 䫮䁃䦀䂡㚗 䂡㝷㥅㞮 䀚㞮㞮㸔 㹡㸔䁃㸔㚗㞮㸔㚗䁃䜠㸔㝷䅶䅶䳫 䀚䜠㮏㸔㒌”
䁃㸔䬿””㝷㮏㮏㛩㞮
㒵䁃㸔䦀 䐳㝷㸔 䝏䁃㮏㞮䬩㚗㞮䝏 䂡䁃䬢 䦀㝷㶱㞮 㚗䜠 㚗䂡㞮 㚗㮏㝷㸔㵹㹡䁃䅶 䅶㝷㞟㞮 㝷䂡㞮㝷䝏䀇 䁃㸔䝏㞮㞮䝏 㹯㞮㞮䅶䁃㸔䦀 㝷 䬩䂡䁃䅶䅶䁃㸔䦀䀇 䀚䜠㸔㞮㓛䠫䁃㞮㮏䬩䁃㸔䦀 䬩䜠䅶䝏㸔㞮䬢䬢㒌
䬿䂡䁃䬢 䬩䜠䅶䝏㸔㞮䬢䬢 㥣㝷䬢㸔’㚗 㚗㝷㮏䦀㞮㚗㞮䝏 䠫䂡䳫䬢䁃䜠䅶䜠䦀䁃䬩㝷䅶䅶䳫 䀚㹡㚗 䫮㞮㸔㚗㝷䅶䅶䳫㒌
䁃㚗䂡䬢
㞮䂡䀇㞮㮏
䢮㸔㞮
㝷㸔
䝏㮏㸔䜠䁃䳫㝷㮏
䜠䅶㹡䝏㥣
䬩㹡䬩䁃䬢䜠䬢䳫㸔㹡䅶䀚䜠䬢
㮏䁃䁃㮏䦀㝷㥅㸔
䳫䀚
㒌㝷䠫㞮㮏䝏㒌㚗
䬩䅶䜠㹡䝏
䬩㹯䝏㸔䁃䅶㞮㞮㹡㸔
䬢㮏㸔䠫㞮䜠
䬢䀇㝷䳫
䬩㞮䜠䬢䅶䬢䝏㸔䀇
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