America's King of Poetry

Chapter 10 Rebirth

Arthur woke up with a start and almost jumped up from the sofa.Why does Dick Stockton on TV talk to himself?The lights in the living room were turned off, the curtains were drawn, and the fluorescent screen of the TV was the only light source, emitting a dazzling white light.Stockton on the TV stopped explaining and looked directly at Arthur, the picture seemed to have stagnated.

Gina was startled by Arthur. She got up sleepily, rubbed her eyes, and said in a daze, "Arthur, Arthur, go to sleep in the room, Arthur." As she spoke, she wrapped her arms around Arthur's neck.

Arthur supported Gina, and looked at the TV again. Dick Stockton's eyes that were originally looking at him had retracted and became normal, and continued to explain the situation of the game.

"The Pacers had some troubles offensively in the first half, especially in the first quarter, but in the second quarter they found their sense, and they did a good job in rebounding. It's not enough for the New Yorkers to be comprehensive and strong this season..."

Everything returned to normal. Arthur wondered if he had hallucinations just now. Today is indeed very tiring. He has traveled to this time and space for less than 24 hours.

"Go to bed early, this game is nothing to watch." Arthur said to himself, turned off the TV, and then carried Gina back to the room to sleep.

He didn't notice that at the moment the screen was turned off, Dick Stockton looked at him again, and then followed the extinguished picture tube to gather a line, leaving only the sound of "sizzling", which was the static sound of the picture tube.

Arthur put Gina carefully on the bed. If it was normal, the two of them would inevitably have to be tender, but tonight both of them were very tired.Arthur lay on the bed and covered himself with the quilt. New York in the spring was still quite cold. It rained heavily again today, and the sound of dripping water could be heard outside. The rain had not stopped completely.Listening to the sound of dripping water, Arthur closed his eyes, recalling everything that happened today in his mind.

Time travel, playing cards, poetry, Russell, gravedigger, tears, captain, Abramo, Artest... This is a habit Yu Peng developed in the past.

And tonight Arthur only had one purpose in thinking about it. He wanted to fall asleep quickly. In the past, as long as he finished thinking about the day, his mind knew that the day was over and he could rest.But tonight, Arthur thought about it over and over again, his mind was dizzy, but he still couldn't fall asleep.He always felt like he had forgotten something, was there something he didn't think about?What the hell are you?

Poker?Poker?Four playing cards, 2 of hearts, 3 of spades, 6 of clubs, J of squares... By the way, the spades turned into a black shield, and the hearts turned into goat horns, goat horns... Thinking of this, Arthur finally felt that he had finished thinking, and his brain gradually stopped thinking and fell asleep.

Arthur had a dream, and he actually dreamed of sheep, a flock of sheep, a herd of sheep lined up for slaughter.Originally they were very silent, and they lined up neatly, one after another to meet the butcher's knife.Until one of them saw Arthur, they started shouting for help, and started shouting at Arthur for help.The life-saving voice was so sharp and ear-piercing that Arthur felt his eardrums were deafened.

Is the sound of a sheep so sharp?One after another, one after another...

Then Arthur slowly woke up, opened his eyes and found that it was already daylight, and the bursts of sharp sounds were not sheep bleating, but sirens whistling outside the window.I don't know what happened in New York City.Murder, robbery, and arson, in the most prosperous and developed city in the world, these crimes are like weeds in good rice fields, which have not been cleared for a moment, but grow wildly with the help of nutrients.

Looking at the time, it was only past six o'clock, and I went to bed very early yesterday.Gina is still asleep, her legs wrapped around Arthur's, her head tilted to rest on Arthur's shoulder. She is only 17 years old. In ancient times, she was already a mother, but in modern society, she is still a child.Arthur lifted her neck carefully, moved her onto the pillow, moved her legs away, got up and dressed, washed and made Gina a breakfast.

An hour later, Arthur drove Gina on the Brooklyn Bridge on a motorcycle, and Gina hugged Arthur tightly from behind.The rain had stopped, and the wind was still a little cold. Her face was pressed against Arthur's back, and she felt an unprecedented sense of security, just like that night when she jumped on Arthur's motorcycle under the Brooklyn Bridge that night.

At that time, she was crying, thinking that if someone would take her away, she would leave without hesitation, and then she met Arthur.

Everything seemed like a miracle.

At the school gate, Arthur kissed Gina and said, "I will pick you up again tonight, at six o'clock."

There was a charming smile on Gina's face, and she spent more than two months with Arthur. When she was a little desperate for Arthur and regretted leaving with him that night, he seemed to have changed into a different person, becoming so warm and responsible.These were things she had never experienced in her father, the rude dock worker who always smelled of cigarettes and booze.

Watching Gina enter the school, Arthur rode away to find Russell, and the two made an appointment to meet at Luciano's restaurant in the morning.

He must have been late again when he came to the restaurant, but the store manager didn't dare to say anything, he just said to Arthur, "Go to work" in a very gentle tone.These Jews can change faces faster than anyone else.Arthur worked in the back kitchen for a while as usual, and Carson was making naughty jokes while cooking as usual, and everyone was busy.

Arthur enjoyed this state a bit. He remembered that when he was working in the past, whether he was doing finance, starting a business and engaging in the Internet, or later working as a teacher in a party school, it was all work that required brains.It is more tiring to use the brain than physical work, and the heart is tired. At this time, some mechanical work that does not require the use of the brain has become a kind of enjoyment for him.

After working for an hour, Russell came, and the store manager immediately asked Arthur to come out, still at the round table, and Russell was still wearing a black woolen coat.Arthur was wearing white overalls, the sleeves rolled up, and it was covered in blood and oil.Russell handed him a cigarette, and then helped Arthur to light it. Schmidt saw this scene at the counter and thought that Arthur was indeed a member of the Luciano family. Russell never lit a cigarette for anyone except Tony.

"The time is at noon tomorrow, at twelve o'clock, we will get there early, and I will be with you. To do it or not to do it, it is up to you to choose."

"How's Tony doing?"

"After finishing the work, according to the plan, I will take you to East River Park, board Tony's yacht there, and send you to the ship to Canada. However, that ship does not exist."

Russell told Arthur about Tony's plan, and Arthur took a breath of the cigarette, exhaled a long mouthful of smoke rings, and nodded.

He understood that Tony was going to take the opportunity to kill himself tomorrow, on his yacht.After killing him, tie his body to stones and iron chains, wrap it in plastic and throw it into the Atlantic Ocean. There will be an unknown corpse on the bottom of the sea, and New York will just lose a useless cook.

Take a boat from Donghe Park to see the Statue of Liberty. Under the gaze of the goddess, I don't know how many corpses are silent in the waves.Arthur knew that there would definitely be two more tomorrow.

After the agreement was made, Russell left the restaurant, and Arthur continued to work in the back kitchen.The store manager's attitude towards Arthur was completely different. He stopped yelling at him, and his tone was full of tenderness, which made Arthur feel a little sick.But it is such people who always do well in society, whether in the United States or China.

After working until four o'clock in the afternoon, Arthur and the store manager asked for leave, and he was going to pick up Gina.The store manager quickly nodded in agreement. Before leaving, Arthur said to the store manager: "Schmidt, if someone calls and says his name is Artest, they are looking for me. Please pay attention to me."

The store manager nodded again and again, then watched Arthur leave on his motorcycle.

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The day passed peacefully as Arthur adjusted to his body and identity, and life in 1994 America.I have to say that the United States is indeed very developed. The living environment in 1994 was similar to that in China more than 20 years later. The difference is that the Internet and mobile phones are not popular.

Arthur has already made up his mind that if he has the opportunity in the future, he will enter the Internet industry. The underworld is engaged in the Internet, and he feels that there is a lot of money to be made.

In the evening, Arthur and Gina enjoyed the fun of sports for the first time. In China, it was five years without losing money and three years of blood. Of course, Gina is much more mature and explosive than East Asian girls of the same age in terms of body and appearance.American girls are generally well-developed around the age of 15, and various female characteristics are quite obvious.In comparison, some Asian women are no different from elementary school students at the age of 20. Of course, it does not prevent some people from just liking this type. Everyone has their own advantages.

Arthur watched another NBA game, the Rockets vs. Jazz, and this time he watched the whole thing with his eyes wide open. As a result, the horror of last night did not reappear.But Arthur didn't think it was a hallucination, there must be something waiting for him, this premonition was very strong.

Early the next morning, Arthur continued to send Gina to school, and then went to the restaurant to clock in for work. To be honest, this kind of life is not bad.Simple and calm, only when he took out his cigarette and touched the gun in his pocket did Arthur realize that it was just a calm appearance.At noon, when the restaurant was at its busiest, Russell drove over to pick up Arthur, but the store manager still didn't say anything, and let Arthur leave, thinking in his heart that it was time to tell Tony that he needed another chef.

"How are you thinking, Arthur?" Russell asked on the way, whether to kill Abramo or not will have a great impact on the subsequent plans.Of course, Russell has already arranged everything. As Tony's personal bodyguard, he knows some things better than Tony.

The music playing in Russell's car today is Black Sabbath's Paranoid.

The passionate rhythm and Ozzy's unique voice hit Arthur's eardrums. He opened the window, stretched his hand out of the window, and spread his five fingers to feel the wind outside the window.At noon, there were not many cars on the road in New York, and Russell's car was speeding.Arthur recalled the feeling in his hand when he fired the gun yesterday. He moved his index finger, which was the posture of pulling the trigger.

He said: "I should, let him be born again."

(End of this chapter)