Chapter 92

When he woke up, a long time had passed. There was no call on his cell phone. No one called him to urge him to go to work. It seemed that he had been fired by default.

The next day, someone knocked on the door again. He opened the door and saw those people again.

He asked them with a tearful face what they were doing there. They answered him that they wanted him to learn some emergency knowledge.

He didn't know what knowledge it was, so he asked them, but they didn't answer, but he soon found out.

The knowledge he wanted to learn was how to shoot, how to hide a corpse, how to record quickly, and it felt like illegal and criminal knowledge.

He hoped that he would not need these in the future, but the more knowledge the better, so he didn't resist too much.

While learning, he tried to ask for some information.

"Do you know what the Third Master looks like?"

"Yes."

"Do you have a photo or portrait for me to see?"

"No."

"Then how can I recognize who the Third Master is in the future?" "

You'll recognize him once you get there."

"Won't you give me any other hints?"

"No."

"What if I can't find him? Will you be responsible if I mess up?"

"You won't be unable to find him."

The person next to him answered.

He wanted to ask more, but was stopped.

"If you don't learn these things well enough, it will be useless even if you can recognize people,"

said the person who taught him.

He had no choice but to keep silent.

Two days after the emergency training, the gathering began.

The First Master, the Second Master, the Third Master were all there, as well as some other people.

Everyone was having a great time, as if this was just a simple party. Although Coconut didn't believe it was just a simple party, he had no choice but to believe it since everyone was acting that way.

The room was large and dimly lit. He walked around for a long time before he realized that this was a large villa. Outside was a large garden with a pool, a fountain, and a small forest.

Coconut had never been to such a luxurious place since he was a child.

He suddenly felt at a loss. He stood up and walked with his hands and feet together. He walked around outside. The wind blew through his clothes and he felt that they didn't fit him, as if he was a mouse that had sneaked into a party of cats. It

was too empty outside, the sky was too big, and he was not used to this environment. He walked back indoors. There was not that strong wind indoors, and there was a smell of alcohol. However, he felt that this environment was very suitable for him.

He found a seat and sat down. He took a deep breath and was patted on the shoulder.

He didn't know this person. He thought the other party had found the wrong person. Just as he put on a smile and wanted to say something, the other party reminded him coldly not to forget what he promised.

The smile on his face froze all of a sudden, like the bottom of a butter pan that suddenly froze.

The man left after he finished speaking. He only said that one sentence, as if the meaning of looking for him was in that one sentence. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He rubbed his face and walked outside again.

After blowing the wind for a while, he walked back into the room and began to look for the third boss, but he couldn't find him. He felt a little depressed and looked down to find a lot of wine on the table.

Looking around, people around him were drinking, and he drank some too.

But just after drinking for a while, he suddenly saw a familiar figure in front of him.

He felt strange and tried to rush over, but was blocked by the crowd. He could only retreat again and again until he reached the wall.

He leaned his back against the wall, feeling helpless. He wondered when he could find the Third Master. It would be better for him to find the familiar man. Maybe he could help.

Although he didn't think there were any good people here, he felt more relaxed knowing someone he knew than a stranger.

Suddenly, someone shouted around.

He was stunned when he heard someone shouting "Third Master". He leaned against the wall and tried to see, but was blocked by the crowd.

He could only listen to the people shouting one after another.

"The Third Master is so high-spirited."

"The Third Master is younger than all of us, he is really young and promising!"

"The Third Master accomplished something big a while ago, it was really amazing, if it was us, we might have gotten into trouble halfway."

"Hahaha, we are all here to celebrate today. We have to thank the Third Master for this party, if it weren't for the Third Master, I don't know how to hold it."

He only heard the voice but didn't see anyone, wanted to go forward, but couldn't squeeze in, very depressed, turned around and slipped through the gap in the crowd to the door, looked around, and slipped away.

He slipped all the way to the garden, there were not many people here, he breathed a sigh of relief, found a bench in the garden and sat down.

After a while, another person walked out of the house. He found that the back of this person was very familiar. Thinking that this person might be the one he was looking for before, he stood up and walked over.

There were no people around at this time.

The sky was dim, mosquitoes were buzzing in the grass, flowers were hanging on the branches, and the air was filled with a drunken smell, as if anything could happen here.

He walked up to the person and found that this person gave him an illusion, as if the person in front of him was not a vicious criminal, but a friend he hadn't seen for many years and was about to meet again.

He didn't dare to go up and talk to him for a while.

But the other party noticed someone behind him and turned around.

"Who is it?"

Blake asked.

Even the voice is so similar!

Coconut took a breath of cool air, but he couldn't help but take a step back. He couldn't believe that there were two people in the world who looked so similar. But when he looked at the face carefully, he didn't think they looked alike.

The face of Green in his memory was at most eight points similar to the face in front of him, but three points of this eight points were added by him.

If this person changed his clothes, maybe two points of the remaining five points would be removed.

At most, they were three points similar, but these three points of similarity were always different in subtle places.

Green and the man in front of him could not really be said to be the same person, but whether it was the back view, the voice, the blinking, or the way he held the wine glass in his hand, they all made him feel familiar.

His eyes could not deceive his brain, but his brain had to deceive his heart.

Reason told him that Green and the man in front of him were completely two different people, but his emotions told him that he felt that they were clearly one and the same, and the friend he had been thinking about was right in front of him.

"I am, I am Coconut."

Liu Strawberry replied in a low voice.

"You seem to recognize me."

Blake said with a smile.

"You look a bit like someone I have met before. I didn't recognize you for a while and almost made a mistake, so I dare not talk nonsense."

Liu Strawberry said with his head lowered.

Blake nodded.

"What do you want to talk to me about? I saw you standing behind me for a while."

Blake asked with a smile.

"No, no, I just got here. Nothing."

Liu Caomei stammered, and quickly denied the fact that he had been spying on the other party for a while before he dared to step forward.

He didn't want to leave the impression of being a coward in the eyes of the other party, even if the other party might not be his friend.

"You said I look a bit like someone you have met before. Who was that person you met?"

Blake asked as he moved closer.

The distance was suddenly shortened, and Liu Caomei's hair stood on end, like a rabbit approached and sniffed by a beast. If he were a cat now, his hair would definitely stand on end.

Seeing him like this, Blake laughed, walked away from him, and sat on the bench next to him.

"Don't be nervous, just asking casually, if you can't tell it, forget it."

Blake looked at him and smiled, then turned around and took a sip of wine.

The wine was sweet red wine, and the flowers next to it were bright red roses. The red flowers and green leaves were behind the chairs, and the people were in front, like an old painting that was blurred after a long time.

The fragrance of flowers and the smell of wine mixed together, you have me, I have you, and I have you, and it was hard to tell the main and the secondary for a while, and it turned into a smell of greasy white cream in the old-fashioned beach dance hall.

Coconut was standing in this breath, and suddenly felt dizzy, staggered on the ground, and felt a little drunk.

He was afraid that he would not be able to stand steadily and would fall to the ground, so he quickly reached out to hold the back of the chair next to him. When he came to his senses, he found that he was very close to the person opposite him.

Just a few inches away.

He almost hugged the person opposite him in his arms, blocking his way.

He quickly stood up and said sorry, but his eyes went dark and he quickly bent down again.

Blake laughed again.

Coconut heard the laughter and his face turned red. He felt that he was either making mistakes or on the way to making mistakes tonight. He really should have drunk more wine just now.

In this way, he was very drunk and didn't know anything. He felt better when he didn't know anything.

"If you can't stand, sit down. I don't have to ask you to stand."

Blake said with a smile.

"No, no, how can I compete with you for a seat?"

Coconut waved his hands to refuse.

"You are so dizzy, why do you care about those empty formalities? As if I will punish you for this. Has anyone treated you like this before?"

Blake asked with a smile.

"What?"

Liu Strawberry didn't know what Blake was talking about for a moment.

"Did someone ask you to sit down because you couldn't stand steadily, and punished you instead?"

Blake didn't get angry, and asked him patiently.

"No, no."

Liu Strawberry blushed and answered.

"Then sit down."

Blake stood up and prepared to leave with the empty wine glass.

"Where are you going?"

Liu Strawberry grabbed Blake.

At this time, he suddenly became brave, not afraid at all, and not worried about what would happen if he annoyed Blake.

It was as if he had completely forgotten that he was attending a White Dragon Gang party, not at his own home.

"I'm going back to get a drink, will you join me?"

Blake asked.

"No, I don't want to drink. I drank a lot tonight."

Liu Caomei slowly let go of his hand, but was reluctant to let go, and still hooked Blake's sleeve.

"Will you come out to see me again in the future?"

Liu Caomei seemed to be drunk at this moment, and asked Blake with red eyes.

"Do you hope that I will come to see you again?"