Chapter 21 Familiar but Strange Person

The remote coast outside the port city was silent in the night.

The sea, with its waves constantly crashing against the rocks, now looked like an endless abyss, obscure and dark. If one looked closely, it was breathtaking and terrifying.

At the edge of the abyss, there was a small speedboat hidden away. It was brand new and white in color, without any markings on it, as if it had just been made in a factory.

Under the hazy moonlight, it was like a pale ghost.

At some point, the ghost was touched on the rear end by a human hand, and then seemed to be defiled, and no longer had its previous terrifying demeanor.

Because two drowned rats had already jumped out from the sea one after another, gasping for breath, and rode on it without any hesitation.

"Damn it, these damn hyenas didn't kill their entire family, so why are they staring at them so closely!"

The one who was cursing was a bald man. While he was talking, he took off the hood that was wrapped tightly around his head.

When he looked at the black-haired boy behind him who was shivering from the cold sea water, the big man felt a little confused.

"But why did you go to sit under the bridge as if you knew someone would come to rescue you?"

To be honest, this move really helped him a lot.

Otherwise, facing that tight giant net, he wouldn't know where to start.

And even if there is a place to start, what is the chance of successfully rescuing people is also a question.

After all, the enemy's forces are too huge, and the thought of it makes me despair.

How could it be like it is now, so easy, with no setbacks at all except for the consumption of a precious diving prop?

"York Harbor Police, Chief of Police."

Andy in the back seat held his travel backpack tightly with both hands, his teeth chattering from the cold.

"When I first saw you, I knew you were not a simple person."

Under the dim moonlight, the bald middle-aged man's appearance was not clear, but his hooked nose was very obvious.

As Andy said, he was one of the two people who originally ran to the hotel with Father Matthew!

Now that his identity has been revealed, this gang leader and police chief looks incredulous.

"So you guessed that someone would come to rescue you tonight?"

"I just, I just think that it's impossible for that old guy to have no enemies."

"So, you guessed it..."

The big man reiterated, still with a look of surprise on his face, "Will someone come to rescue you tonight?"

"I am worth being saved."

After adapting to the cold rhythm, Andy's tone became smooth again, but he sounded extremely weak. "But this is a risky decision."

"It's just that, besides putting my hopes on this, what else can I do?"

Is this really the case?

Looking at the poor boy who was shivering and sitting there holding a shriveled backpack, the police chief felt suspicious.

I always feel that things are not that simple.

But now is not the time to ask more questions. If we delay too long, the hyenas will surely come to hunt us down.

So he looked at the boy deeply, turned back and started to light a fire.

"I think you must have a lot of questions to ask now, including who I am, who that old man is, why he wants to suppress you, etc."

"The details will be fully explained to you later. I am only responsible for getting you out. Time is short. I have to go back and be a dog later."

"Now, sit tight!"

The roar of the engine completely covered up his voice and the sound of the waves.

But it also indicates that the tight, suffocating net can no longer hold the fish.

Andy pursed his lips and turned his head to look towards the city at the end of the beach.

There are tall buildings everywhere, brightly lit at night, and the surrounding area is submerged in darkness, as if it is the only paradise.

"Josiah York..."

Andy's mind started to become fuzzy as he silently repeated the name.

His health was too poor and he was barely holding on. After being soaked in the sea water and beaten by the sea breeze, he could no longer hold on.

The cool cloud he received during the test allowed him to stay a little sober at the last moment, but not much.

Taking advantage of this last bit of time, Andy hugged the travel backpack tightly in his arms.

Then he fell headfirst into the back seat of the speedboat and passed out completely.

…

Sister Lily is not in a good mood today.

Although she came in second place, she was about to become an extraordinary person and was strongly cultivated by the Evangelical Church.

But this did not reduce the gloom in her heart in the slightest.

This was not just because she had witnessed the whole thing with her own eyes - in fact, she had heard of similar things before.

Since the Reformation, the atmosphere within the evangelical church has become increasingly worse, with corruption, infighting, and life-and-death struggles among various factions occurring frequently.

There are more internal fights and more power imbalances, and all kinds of weird things have happened.

It was just that today's incident was the first time she had seen it, but she didn't discover anything earth-shattering.

The main reason for her depression was actually the last few words she said to Andy.

"It's obviously not going to have any effect, so why can't I help but say it?" The girl doubted herself.

"Obviously no one said anything, why do I have to show off?"

"Lily, Lily, what's wrong with you?"

She kept asking herself.

If she were honest, she admired Andy very much, and even had a feeling of reverence for him, because his performance in the duel level was simply so shocking.

Much more dazzling than any star rookie.

Not to mention, Andy defeated and even crushed her in the field she was best at.

However, admiration is not worship. She is not a fangirl and it is impossible for her to be blinded by emotions.

But she actually did something insane.

Not only is there a certain risk, but it won't help Andy at all...

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Isn't this just nonsense?

"Why can't you help but talk nonsense?"

She was very confused about this.

Have you developed a crush on me?

Obviously not possible.

She is a normal person. Who would have evil thoughts about a little boy?

Because of sympathy and compassion?

Or even resentful of the injustice he has suffered? This possibility is very high.

But why can others hold back and say nothing, but I can't? With the same upbringing, the same education environment, and the same values, why do I have different reactions when I encounter problems?

Is it nature?

But when I was in the convent, I was the calmest and most composed one...

The question seemed a little inexplicable and wild, but it made the girl unconsciously doubt her life.

"Miss, we're home."

A voice suddenly came from the front, interrupting her thoughts.

That was the driver who welcomed her home.

Although she grew up in a convent, Lily was not an orphan. Not only were her parents still alive, but her grandparents were also in good health.

In the past, the girl would go home to visit her relatives whenever she had free time.

But now, although she has passed the assessment, she cannot immediately start working in Chaofan.

The church needs a long time to prepare.

This period is also considered a holiday.

Since it was a holiday, at such a young age, she naturally would not choose to stay in a convent full of rules and hang out with those rigid and serious old women.

So after leaving the church, Lily went home without stopping.

And now, we have arrived.

So she pushed open the black car door beside her and appeared in front of the gate of a manor.

The manor should have been very quiet under the cover of night.

But at this moment, the lights were bright and there were crowds of people. A large number of maids and servants were frequently walking inside and outside the buildings, and there were security personnel with dogs and guns patrolling everywhere.

Considering the huge manor environment, it is obvious that this is a wealthy family.

However, extraordinary people are generally rich, and Lily never thought that her family was special.

Until she walked in and met her father and grandfather after some greetings.

At the same time, she saw a familiar face that she had just seen not long ago, a young face that made her doubt her life just now.

"How did he--"

In the Japanese-style room, the girl stared in amazement at the skinny boy who was sleeping on the tatami, hugging his backpack tightly, and her brain went into a state of shutdown.

"Why is he in my house?"

An ugly middle-aged man asked doubtfully, imitating the voice of a young girl.

Then, he lowered his eyelids, smiled, and imitated the style of the characters in the Japanese comics, saying: "Because we are rebels who are dissatisfied with the usual behavior of the York royal family, my dear daughter."

"I am, your grandfather is, and so is your mother."

Traitor?

Lily was stunned when she heard that.

After being stunned for a while, she suddenly understood.

I see.

No wonder, despite the same background, others can tolerate it, but she can’t help being so rude.

It turns out that there was something wrong with my family education...

(End of this chapter)