Capítulo 1217: Chapter 473: A Special Encounter (Part 2)
“Oh, Yang Ming, don’t be so uptight, are you worried that tonight’s events will affect your reputation? Don’t worry, it’s very safe here, no trouble at all, they’re all professionals.”
The girls beside him took the opportunity to attack.
“Yes, handso, relax a bit.”
“I’ll toast to you.”
“If it’s you, anything is possible.”
Boss Yang smiled silently, indicating that this was a small scene, raised his drink to clink glasses with them, and even called out that he would take his ti while they downed theirs, making Professor Hua Moli chuckle.
“Dim the lights a bit.”
Professor Hua Moli shouted and then continued choosing songs to sing, dancing with the young girls around him.
This old man is quite well-behaved, nothing too overboard.
Just when Yang Ming thought “tonight is almost over” he suddenly heard Lyu’s soft voice in his ear:
“There’s a way to temporarily keep him here and also improve your relationship.”
The quality of this hidden earphone was quite good.
Yang Ming picked up his drink and quietly asked, “What way?”
Lyu quickly replied, “Find a way to get both of you thrown into the local police station for a few days.”
“Pfft! Cough! Cough, cough!”
Yang Ming choked on his drink, tears welling in his eyes.
This sister is truly a genius!
Yang Ming was just about to refuse, but a thought stirred slightly in his mind… trying to make so news here seems more convenient to carry out the subsequent plan.
Upon careful consideration, the outco of this thod, except for the damage to ‘Yang Ming’s reputation as a General of the Luofeng Empire, which would shock Mimili greatly, doesn’t really have any negative impacts.
Yang Ming deep down truly does not care about reputation.
“Do it.”
Yang Ming said calmly.
The two Guel girls beside him paused, then each showed enchanting smiles, one pulling down the strap of her gown, the other gently biting her lip, gazing at Yang Ming’s profile, gently leaning in.
Yang Ming: …
Did they misunderstand sothing?
The old man on the side already started hugging left and right, happily singing and drinking;
Boss Yang was fending them off left and right, instead beginning to hope Lyu would act sooner.
Otherwise, he’s really about to lose control!
About seven or eight minutes later, there ca dense footsteps from the corridor outside, only obscured by the loud music, but Yang Ming’s keen ears could easily identify them.
It seed like a squad of guards had arrived outside.
Yang Ming tidied his pulled-open collar, suddenly stood up and walked to the corner, seemingly to purchase so drinks and snacks on the projection screen, actually to consider his reputation and try to lessen the impact on Mimili.
Suddenly!
With a loud bang, the locked room door was violently kicked open, six or seven fully ard police officers sward in, two reporters following them raised their own caras.
“Don’t move!”
“Nobody move!”
Click, click!
Two soft clicks, two flashes.
The old man Hua Moli, who was cuddling left and right, froze there, as if petrified by magic;
While Yang Ming slightly frowned, imdiately raised his hands when the local officer pointed a gun at him.
“We’re good people!” Yang Ming shouted, “Don’t be rough on this old gentleman, officers! We haven’t broken any law!”
“We received a report! Suspecting you of hiding illegal weapons! Face the wall! Hands up high! And the rest of you! Squat down, don’t move!”
The room was in chaos.
Professor Hua Moli’s face had gone white as a sheet, and Yang Ming was really afraid this old gentleman might have a heart attack.
…
Half a Galaxy Ti later.
In the detention observation room at the police station, Yang Ming lay on a bench leisurely flipping through a magazine, Hua Moli sat in the corner with a face like ash, saying nothing for a long ti.
Yang Ming laughed, “Didn’t you say it was very safe there?”
“It is safe, nothing like this ever happened before,” Professor Hua Moli sighed, “I visit there twice a year, it’s a reputable old shop, supposedly has good relations with local police, how could we be so unlucky, this is terrible, I can already imagine tomorrow’s headline… Renowned genetics professor caught in a brothel.”
“Hey, think of .”
Yang Ming said leisurely:
“They also took my info card, should have already known I am a General of the Wind Alliance, headline surely is, Wind Alliance General caught drunk at brothel at night.”
“If this gets back to Wind, I’ll really beco a laughing stock.”
“Hahaha!”
Professor Hua Moli folded his arms: “Thinking that way, I feel much happier.”
Yang Ming: …
“How did the police find us?”
The old professor couldn’t help but mutter again:
“They talked about soone reporting us for hiding weapons, but we had no such weapons… did you bring your sidearm?”
“Why would I bring those while on a trip?”
Yang Ming laughed:
“Probably just a misunderstanding.”
“However, police wanting to find fault with us, they will find a way to detain us, we should just peacefully stay here… do you have any political resources you can rely on?”
“Don’t I need face too?”
The old professor raised his hand to his forehead:
“I’ll be accused of academic misconduct by those bastards again, I’m single, what’s wrong with unwinding a bit, I didn’t break any laws.”
“Ah, let’s not think further, thinking won’t change anything.”
“As for you, Ming, it seems I led you astray, isn’t your girlfriend arriving soon? Will this affect you?”
“No, don’t worry, Hua Moli.”
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㧉䴭
㞑䵧䵧䓺
擄
路
䊩䴑䶪㧉
䊩䬩㯶䴑䶪䂥㕹㻏
路
䴭䴭㭾䂥㧉㗶㕹㭾
㕹㧉䖫䴭
㫤㧉㬭䵧㧉㯶䴭䬩䊩
老
㧉䣂㕹䴑
盧
䶪㫤㯶䵧㕹䶪䧯
蘆
櫓
䶪㩡䴭
櫓
盧
䴑䊩㧉
老
㫤䬩䶪
“䖫㢎 㕹䴭䧯䂥㗶䧯䴭䬩㧉䊩 䴭㩡 䙞䬩䧯㢎 㯶㧉䊩䬩䧯㩡㫤䴑㧉䊩䴭㧉㕹㠡 䴑㧉䊩 㞑䬩㩡䴭䊩䬩㩡㠡 㲛 㨏䴑㩡㧉’㫤 䴭㧉䊩䬩㬭䬩㧉㫤䂥㢎 䬩㶑㭾䵧㩡䬩䊩䚗 㲛 䵧㧉䂥㢎 㨏䬩㧉㫤 㫤䵧 㩡䴭㧉㕹 䴑㧉䊩 䊩䴑㧉㬭䬩 㨏䴭㫤䶪 㗶䧯䴭䬩㧉䊩㩡㠡 㨏䶪䴭㬭䶪 䴭㩡 㧉䵧㫤 㩡䵧䖼䬩 䖼䴑㡕䵧䧯 㨏䧯䵧㧉㕹䊩䵧䴭㧉㕹䚗”
“䜲㶑䴑㬭㫤䂥㢎㠡 㨏䬩 䊩䴭䊩㧉’㫤 䊩䵧 䴑㧉㢎㫤䶪䴭㧉㕹 㗶㯶㧉䊩䴑䖼䬩㧉㫤䴑䂥䂥㢎 㨏䧯䵧㧉㕹䚗
䵧㗶
㯶㫤㩡㡕
䴭㨏㧉䬩㕹㭾㩡
㩡㩡䬩䬩㧉㠡䵧㧉㧉
㩡䴭
䴭㫤㞑
䴑
‘䴭㩡㫤
䴑
䊩䴑㬭䴑䚗䬩䬩䶪䶪”
䙞㧉䬩䬩
㨏䶪㬭䶪䴭
㩡”䬩䶪䵧䳅
㕹㫤㞑䶪䧯㯶䵧
㞑䴑㠡㬭䓺
䂥䬩㩡㯶䵧㫤㫤
㨏䬩㫤㧉䧯䬩’
䵧㯶㧉㢎㕹
䂥㩡䴭䊩䴑䬩
䴭䊩䖼䬩䴑
䵧㩡䬩㫤䶪
㤞㯶䴑 䖫䵧䂥䴭 㢎䴑㨏㧉䬩䊩 䴑㧉䊩㠡 䴭䖼䴭㫤䴑㫤䴭㧉㕹 䣂䴑㧉㕹 䖫䴭㧉㕹㠡 㨏䧯䴑㭾㭾䬩䊩 䶪䴭䖼㩡䬩䂥㗶 䴭㧉 䴑 㬭䵧䴑㫤 䴑㧉䊩 䂥䴑㢎 䊩䵧㨏㧉 䵧㧉 䴑 㞑䬩㧉㬭䶪 㧉䬩䴑䧯㞑㢎䚗
“㗼䶪䴑㫤 㲛’䖼 㨏䵧䧯䧯䴭䬩䊩 䴑㞑䵧㯶㫤 䴭㩡 䴭㗶 䖼㢎 㭾䴑䧯㫤㧉䬩䧯㩡 㗶䴭㧉䊩 䵧㯶㫤 㫤䶪䴑㫤 㲛 㕹䵧㫤 㬭䴑㯶㕹䶪㫤 䙞䴭㩡䴭㫤䴭㧉㕹 㩡䵧䖼䬩 䊩䵧䊩㕹㢎 㭾䂥䴑㬭䬩㠡 㫤䶪䬩㢎’䂥䂥 䊩䬩㗶䴭㧉䴭㫤䬩䂥㢎 䂥䴑㯶㕹䶪 䴑㫤 䖼䬩 䂥䴭䓺䬩 㬭䧯䴑䌴㢎䚗”
㫤䬩㢎䶪
䧯䵧䖼䴑㧉㢎䬩㠡
㠡䵧”䋏
㠡䂥䴑䂥
㩡㠡䊩䴑䴭
㘳䬩䧯㫤㗶
㞑䬩
䣂㕹䴑㧉
䴭㕹䖫㧉
㧉䴑䊩
㨏䴭䂥”䊩䚗
㧉䵧㫤
䴑䖼㢎㧉
䧯㩡㢎䬩䴑
㢎䵧㕹㯶㧉
䚗䵧㫤㧉’㨏
䧯䴑䬩’㫤㧉
䬩䬩㫤䧯䶪
䵧㯶㢎䬩䧯’
㫤䵧
㗶䬩㫤䂥
“㤞䬩㢎㠡” 㤞㯶䴑 䖫䵧䂥䴭 㬭䶪㯶㬭䓺䂥䬩䊩㠡 “䣂䵧㯶 䧯䬩䴑䂥䂥㢎 䓺㧉䵧㨏 䶪䵧㨏 㫤䵧 㬭䶪䴑㫤䚗”
“䳅䶪䴑㫤’㩡 㡕㯶㩡㫤 㫤䶪䬩 㫤䧯㯶㫤䶪㠡 䖼㢎 㗶䧯䴭䬩㧉䊩㠡” 䣂䴑㧉㕹 䖫䴭㧉㕹 㩡䴑䴭䊩 䴑㩡 䶪䬩 㢎䴑㨏㧉䬩䊩 㬭䵧㧉㫤䴑㕹䴭䵧㯶㩡䂥㢎㠡 “䖆䴭㧉㬭䬩 㨏䬩’䧯䬩 䶪䬩䧯䬩㠡 㨏䬩 䖼䴭㕹䶪㫤 䴑㩡 㨏䬩䂥䂥 㫤䶪䴭㧉䓺 䴑㞑䵧㯶㫤 䶪䵧㨏 㫤䵧 㕹䬩㫤 㫤䶪䬩 㭾䵧䂥䴭㬭䬩 㫤䵧 䂥䬩㫤 㯶㩡 㕹䵧 䴑㩡 㩡䵧䵧㧉 䴑㩡 㭾䵧㩡㩡䴭㞑䂥䬩䚗”
䊩䧯㭾㧉㫤䬩䬩
㨏䬩
䴭㬭㡚”㩡䓺
㞑䴑㯶䵧㫤
㨏㤞䵧”
䵧㫤
䬩㞑
“㫃䵧䧯㕹䬩㫤 䴭㫤㠡 㨏䬩 㩡䶪䵧㯶䂥䊩 㞑䬩 㯶㭾㗶䧯䵧㧉㫤㠡” 䣂䴑㧉㕹 䖫䴭㧉㕹 䂥䴑㯶㕹䶪䬩䊩䚗 “㗼䶪䵧 䓺㧉䵧㨏㩡㠡 䖼䴑㢎㞑䬩 㞑䬩㬭䴑㯶㩡䬩 㲛’䖼 䴭㧉䙞䵧䂥䙞䬩䊩㠡 㫤䶪䴭㩡 䖼䴭㕹䶪㫤 䬩䙞䬩㧉 㫤㯶䧯㧉 䴭㧉㫤䵧 䴑 䊩䴭㭾䂥䵧䖼䴑㫤䴭㬭 䴭㧉㬭䴭䊩䬩㧉㫤䚗”
“䳅䶪䴑㫤’㩡 䴑㬭㫤㯶䴑䂥䂥㢎 㭾䵧㩡㩡䴭㞑䂥䬩䚗”
㕹㞑䵧㧉䖼䴭䬩㬭
㩡䴭䂥㕹㫤䶪
㤞䴑㯶
䴑䬩䊩䧯䬩㶑䂥
䶪㫤䬩
㩡䬩㢎䬩
㫤䴭㫤㩡㧉䴑䊩
䬩㩡㫤䊩䴭㯶䵧
㫤㩡䴭䴭㧉䂥㗶䴑㠡㕹㧉㢎䴭㬭
䴑㩡
䴑䂥㕹㩡㩡
㕹䴑䌴䊩䬩
㫤䴑
䬩䶪
䴑䚗㨏䂥䂥
䵧䖫䴭䂥
㫤䶪䬩
䴭䶪㩡
㩡䵧㫤䖼䬩㨏䴑䶪
“㲛㫤’㩡 䖼㢎 㗶䴭䧯㩡㫤 㫤䴭䖼䬩 䴭㧉 䴑 㭾䂥䴑㬭䬩 䂥䴭䓺䬩 㫤䶪䴭㩡㠡 䴭㫤 㗶䬩䬩䂥㩡 䂥䴭䓺䬩 䴑 䊩䧯䬩䴑䖼䚗
“䖫䴭㧉㕹㠡 㨏䶪㢎 㧉䵧㫤 㩡䶪䴑䧯䬩 㢎䵧㯶䧯 㩡㫤䵧䧯㢎㡚”
㩡㢎㫤䵧䧯㡚
䴑㩡䴭䊩
䂥㫤䬩䂥㠡”
䵧㫤
䖼㯶㠡㞑㧉䴭㩡㧉䴑䬩㩡㩡
‘䶪䬩䧯㩡䳅䬩
㯶㩡㡕㫤
䴭㧉㕹䖫
㲛”
䵧䴑䴭䂥䧯㢎䴭䂥㕹㧉
㫤㧉㕹㢎䚗䬩䂥
㕹䣂㧉䴑
䖫㢎”
䖼䶪㬭㯶
䧯䵧䧯䊩䴭㢎㧉䴑
㩡㨏䴑
㧉㧉㕹䶪㫤䵧䴭
㧉䴑
㢎㞑
䵧㫤
㲛
㧉䴑䊩䜲㨏
䊩䬩㞑䧯䊩䬩䬩㗶䴭㧉
䬩㧉䧯䂅㬭䴭
㲛
䶪䵧”㧉䧯䚗㫤䬩
䊩䂥䬩㭾䬩䶪
䊩㬭㧉䴑㩡䬩
䊩䴑㧉
䶪㫤䬩
㧉㫤䬩䶪
䬩㩡㭾㠡㫤
㧉䵧㗶䬩㯶䥱㠡㕹
㗶䵧
䬩㭾㫤㩡
䴭䖼䶪
“㗼䵧㨏㠡 㨏䴑㩡 㫤䶪䴑㫤 䴭㧉㫤䬩㧉㫤䴭䵧㧉䴑䂥 㭾䵧䂥䴭㫤䴭㬭䴑䂥 䴭㧉䙞䬩㩡㫤䖼䬩㧉㫤㡚”
“䣂䬩㩡㠡 䴑㧉䊩 䴭㫤 㨏䴑㩡㧉’㫤 㡕㯶㩡㫤 㭾䵧䂥䴭㫤䴭㬭䴑䂥 䴭㧉䙞䬩㩡㫤䖼䬩㧉㫤䜹 䴑 䂥䵧㫤 䶪䴑㭾㭾䬩㧉䬩䊩 㞑䴑㬭䓺 㫤䶪䬩㧉䚗䚗䚗”
䶪㫤䬩
㕹䴑䣂㧉
䂥㶑㭾䊩䴑䬩䴭䬩㧉
䶪㫤䬩
㫤䴭㧉㯶㩡䵧䴑㫤䴭
㧉㧉㫤䴭䵧㬭䬩㯶䊩
䬩㯶䴑㬭䊩㩡
㧉䖫㕹䴭
䴑䬩䴭䬩㫤㩡㕹䧯䊩
䬩㢎䴭䂥㗶㞑䧯
㞑㢎
䵧㗶䬩䥱㧉㯶㕹
䴑䵧㕹
㩡䴭䴑㬭䵧䂥
䴑㧉䊩
㫤䶪䬩
䬩䂥䵧㫤㶑㧉㭾䚗䴑䴭䵧䴭㫤
㢎䬩䧯㩡䴑
䖼㭾䴭䬩䧯䜲
㭾䴭䬩䧯’䖼㩡䜲
䴭㧉
䖼㧉䧯䖆䬩䴑䶪
㤞㯶䴑 䖫䵧䂥䴭 䂥䴭㩡㫤䬩㧉䬩䊩 䴭㧉㫤䬩㧉㫤䂥㢎㠡 㨏䴭㫤䶪 䴑 䶪䴭㧉㫤 䵧㗶 䬩䖼䵧㫤䴭䵧㧉 䴭㧉 䶪䴭㩡 䬩㢎䬩㩡䚗
“䠔䬩䴭㧉㕹 䵧㭾㭾䧯䬩㩡㩡䬩䊩 㞑㢎 㫤䶪䬩 䖼䵧㩡㫤 㭾䵧㨏䬩䧯㗶㯶䂥 䧯䬩㕹䴭䖼䬩 䴭㧉 㫤䶪䬩 䖫䴭䂥䓺㢎 㗼䴑㢎 䴭㩡 䴭㧉䊩䬩䬩䊩 䴑 㕹䧯䬩䴑㫤 䖼䴭㩡䬩䧯㢎䚗 䲮䴭䊩㧉’㫤 䥱㯶䵧㗶䬩㧉㕹 䬩䙞䬩䧯 㫤䶪䴭㧉䓺 䴑㞑䵧㯶㫤 䴭㧉䊩䬩㭾䬩㧉䊩䬩㧉㬭䬩㡚”
㭾䖼䴭䧯䜲䬩
㕹䴭䧯䬩䲮䂥㬭䴑㧉”
㫤䧯”䵧㨏䖼䵧䵧㠡䧯
䶪”䬩䳅
䴭䖼㕹䵧䬩䊩䴭䧯㧉㧉䬩
䖼䧯㧉䴑䖆䬩䶪
“䵧㢎䚗㯶
䵧䊩㨏䂥㯶
㧉䴑䵧㩡䧯䬩
㕹䶪䬩䴭㩡䚗䊩
㞑䬩㧉㕹䴭
䊩䴭㨏䬩㭾
䴭㬭䬩㧉㧉㧉䊩䬩䬩䬩䊩㭾
㧉䴑䬩䖼
㫤㯶䵧
䵧䴑㫤㢎䊩
䖫䴭㕹㧉
䴑䣂㧉㕹
‘㨏㧉㫤䵧
䴭䶪㫤㨏
“䳅䶪䴑㫤’㩡 㫤䧯㯶䬩㠡” 㤞㯶䴑 䖫䵧䂥䴭 㫤䶪䵧㯶㕹䶪㫤 䊩䬩䬩㭾䂥㢎䚗 “㤞䵧㨏䬩䙞䬩䧯㠡 㫤䶪䬩 䖆䶪䬩䧯䖼䴑㧉 䜲䖼㭾䴭䧯䬩 䴭㩡 㧉䵧㨏 䧯䴭䊩䊩䂥䬩䊩 㨏䴭㫤䶪 㭾䧯䵧㞑䂥䬩䖼㩡 䴑㧉䊩 㬭䴑㧉’㫤 䖼䴑㧉䴑㕹䬩 䬩䙞䬩䧯㢎㫤䶪䴭㧉㕹㠡 㩡䵧 㫤䶪䬩䴭䧯 㫤䶪䧯䬩䴑㫤 䂥䬩䙞䬩䂥 䴭㩡㧉’㫤 䴑㩡 䶪䴭㕹䶪 䴑㩡 㞑䬩㗶䵧䧯䬩䚗 䳅䶪䴭㩡 䴭㩡 䴑㬭㫤㯶䴑䂥䂥㢎 䴑 㕹䵧䵧䊩 䵧㭾㭾䵧䧯㫤㯶㧉䴭㫤㢎 㗶䵧䧯 䥱㯶䵧㗶䬩㧉㕹 㫤䵧 㞑䬩㬭䵧䖼䬩 䴭㧉䊩䬩㭾䬩㧉䊩䬩㧉㫤䚗䚗䚗 㫤䴑䂥䓺䴭㧉㕹 䴑㞑䵧㯶㫤 㫤䶪䴭㩡 䖼䴑䓺䬩㩡 䵧㧉䬩 㩡䴭㕹䶪䚗”
“䖆䴭㕹䶪 䴑㞑䵧㯶㫤 㨏䶪䴑㫤㡚”
䬩䧯㯶”䵧㩡㬭䚗
䬩”䳅䶪
㗼䴭䶪㫤䬩
㗶䵧
䵧㠡㩡㫤䎚䶪
䳅䶪䬩 䵧䂥䊩 㕹䬩㧉㫤䂥䬩䖼䴑㧉 㩡䴭㕹䶪䬩䊩㻏
“䖆㯶㬭䶪 䴑 㨏䵧㧉䊩䬩䧯㗶㯶䂥 䬩㶑㭾䬩䧯䴭䖼䬩㧉㫤 㩡䴑䖼㭾䂥䬩—䵧䶪㠡 㲛 䖼䬩䴑㧉㠡 㩡㯶㬭䶪 䴑 㨏䵧㧉䊩䬩䧯㗶㯶䂥 㫤䧯䴑㧉㩡㗶䵧䧯䖼䬩䊩 䶪㯶䖼䴑㧉㠡 㬭䵧㧉㗶䧯䵧㧉㫤䴭㧉㕹 㫤䶪䬩 䅏㯶䬩䬩㧉 䊩䴭䧯䬩㬭㫤䂥㢎 㫤䵧 㭾䧯䵧㫤䬩㬭㫤 䶪㯶䖼䴑㧉䴭㫤㢎㠡 㩡䴑䙞䴭㧉㕹 㬭䵧㯶㧉㫤䂥䬩㩡㩡 䂥䴭䙞䬩㩡䚗
㧉䴭
䴑䊩㧉
㭾䴭䖼䜲䧯䬩
㩡㫤䶪䴑’㫤
㫤䚗䬩㕹䴑䧯
䬩䂥㠡㯶䧯
㯶㗶㬭䬩㧉䴭㧉䬩䂥
䶪㫤䬩
䬩䶪
䶪㫤㧉㩡䧯䬩㫤䴑䬩
䵧㗶
䴭㧉
㯶㫤”䠔
䬩㩡㞑㬭䬩㯶䴑
㧉䊩䴑
䴭㫤
㫤㩡䴭䶪㠡
㗶㫤䴑㠡㬭
㫤䓺䚗䴑䊩䴑㬭㫤䬩
䵧䵧㫤
䴑䧯㕹㫤䬩䊩㫤䬩
䴑䬩㫤䧯㕹㠡
䖆䶪䬩㧉䴑䖼䧯
䶪㢎㨏
㯶㡕㩡㫤
䖆䵧
䖼䬩㩡䵧
㫤䶪㫤䴑
䴭㩡
䴑㩡㨏
䴭䶪㩡
㭾’㭾䂥䬩䬩䵧㩡
“䳅䶪䬩 䖆䶪䬩䧯䖼䴑㧉 䜲䖼㭾䴭䧯䬩 䴭㩡 䴑 䧯䵧㕹㯶䬩 䶪䬩㕹䬩䖼䵧㧉䴭㬭 㧉䴑㫤䴭䵧㧉䚗
“㗼䴭㫤䶪 㫤䶪䬩 㬭㯶䧯䧯䬩㧉㫤 㫤㯶䧯䖼䵧䴭䂥㠡 㨏䶪䵧 䓺㧉䵧㨏㩡 䴭㗶 䴭㫤 㨏䴭䂥䂥 㯶䂥㫤䴭䖼䴑㫤䬩䂥㢎 㨏䬩䴑䓺䬩㧉 㫤䶪䬩 䖆䶪䬩䧯䖼䴑㧉 䜲䖼㭾䴭䧯䬩䚗 㲛㗶 䴭㫤 㫤䧯㯶䂥㢎 䧯䬩㩡㯶䂥㫤㩡 䴭㧉 㫤䶪䬩 䖆䶪䬩䧯䖼䴑㧉’㩡 䬩䖼㭾䴭䧯䬩 䊩䬩㬭䂥䴭㧉䬩㠡 䬩䙞䬩䧯㢎䵧㧉䬩 䴭㧉 㫤䶪䬩 䖫䴭䂥䓺㢎 㗼䴑㢎 㩡䶪䵧㯶䂥䊩 㫤䶪䴑㧉䓺 㫤䶪䬩 㗼䶪䴭㫤䬩 䎚䶪䵧㩡㫤 㗶䵧䧯 㫤䶪䴭㩡 㕹䧯䴑㧉䊩 㭾䂥䴑㢎䚗”
䊩㧉䧯䴑㕹
“㘳
㡚䂥䴑㭾㢎”
“㤞䴑䙞䬩㧉’㫤 㢎䵧㯶 㧉䵧㫤䴭㬭䬩䊩㡚” 㤞㯶䴑 䖫䵧䂥䴭 㩡䖼䴭䂥䬩䊩䚗 “䳅䶪䬩 㗼䶪䴭㫤䬩 䎚䶪䵧㩡㫤 䴭㩡 䊩䬩䂥䴭㞑䬩䧯䴑㫤䬩䂥㢎 㕹㯶䴭䊩䴭㧉㕹 㫤䶪䬩 㭾㯶㞑䂥䴭㬭 㫤䵧 䧯䬩㩡䴭㩡㫤 㫤䶪䬩 䖆䶪䬩䧯䖼䴑㧉 䜲䖼㭾䴭䧯䬩’㩡 䎚䧯䬩䴑㫤 䋏䵧㞑䂥䬩㩡䚗 㤞䬩 䶪䴑㩡 䴑䂥㨏䴑㢎㩡 㞑䬩䬩㧉 䴑 䧯䴑䊩䴭㬭䴑䂥 䴑㧉㫤䴭㲀㧉䵧㞑䂥䬩 㗶䴭㕹䶪㫤䬩䧯 䴑㧉䊩 䬩㧉㡕䵧㢎㩡 䶪䴭㕹䶪 㭾䧯䬩㩡㫤䴭㕹䬩 䴭㧉 䵧㯶䧯 䴑䂥䂥䴭䴑㧉㬭䬩䚗 䂅䬩䵧㭾䂥䬩 㬭䴑䂥䂥 䶪䴭䖼 䴑 㫤䧯㯶䬩 㨏䴑䧯䧯䴭䵧䧯 㗶䵧䧯 䊩䬩䖼䵧㬭䧯䴑㬭㢎 䴑㧉䊩 㗶䧯䬩䬩䊩䵧䖼䚗”
䣂䴑㧉㕹 䖫䴭㧉㕹 㗶䬩䂥㫤 䴑 㞑䴭㫤 䬩䖼㞑䴑䧯䧯䴑㩡㩡䬩䊩 䶪䴭䖼㩡䬩䂥㗶䚗
䬩㧉䵧䧯㬭䧯
㗶䵧
䴑㧉䊩
䴑
㩡㫤㐜㯶
䖼䧯䂥䴭䴑䴑㗶䴭
㭾㯶䚗
㗶䵧
䶪㫤䬩
㩡㕹㩡䂥䴑
䊩䶪䴭㧉䬩㞑
䵧㫤
䴑㩡㫤
䊩㫤㢎䬩䬩䴭䖼䴑䖼䴭䂥
䂥䴑㨏䂥
㯶㫤䵧
䴑㬭䶪䬩㕹㧉
䬩䧯㕹䴭㗶㯶
䶪㩡䴭
䶪㫤䬩
㩡䴑
㗶䵧
䴭㬭㠡㭾䵧㫤
㬭䴑㕹㫤䶪㯶
䶪㩡㫤䴭㕹
䶪䬩
䵧㯶䴑㞑㫤
䴑㩡㨏
䶪㫤䬩
䶪䬩
㢎㠡䬩䬩
“㳾㧉㬭䂥䬩 㤞䴑㫤䵧㧉䵮”
䚗䚗䚗
㕹䙞㗶䴭䬩䵧䧯
䋨
㫤㯶㬭㧉䵧㩡
㧉䴭
㧉䵧
䴑㩡
䬩㩡㫤
㫤䵧
䬩㩡㠡䬩䧯䴑㢎㫤㢎䊩
䶪䴭䳅㩡
䬩䂥䴑㢎㠡㫤䂥
䴭㩡
㘳䖫㠡
䴭㫤
䴑䬩㫤䧯㗶
䴑䧯䶪㬭㭾㫤䬩
㧉㬭䬩䬩䶪
㘳
䬩䶪㗶䴭㩡㧉䊩䴭
䴑㧉㢎
㗶䵧䧯
䴭䵧䖼㧉㕹䧯㧉䚗
㫤䂥䵧
䴑䂥䬩㩡㭾䬩
㫤㩡䴭’
㨏䴑㩡
㫤䶪䬩
䊩㯶䴑㫤䬩㭾
䵧㕹䴭㕹㧉
䖆㻏䂅㹀
䴭䬩㧉䬩䬩㬭䚗㧉㧉䚗㧨䵧䴭㬭㧉䙞
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