Manhattan Reborn 1978

new York.

Manhattan, upstairs at Wildfire Bar on 42nd Street.

After breakfast time.

Zina led her old friend Gila Cox to the corner of the third and fourth floors, talking and laughing.

When the two of them were about to go up to the fourth floor, they met the new housekeeper Mr. Acklade, who was chatting quietly with Black Mike.

"Hi~ Good morning, gentlemen!"

"Good morning, Ms. Zina!"

"Haha~ Why are you still so polite..."

Ackleide maintained an impeccable smile, looked at Gila Cox, who looked a little dull and in a trance, and nodded.

Zina also noticed the silly look of her friend's "nymphomaniac". She was surprised and amused and gently held her arm and asked Black Mike.

"You're here...Is David going out?"

"Ok!"

Black Mike glanced down at his watch, nodded slightly to Zina with a somewhat dull expression, and said while going downstairs: "We have to go out ~ maybe in the evening, or maybe we won't come back until later."

"tomorrow?"

"Then...okay~"

Zina watched Black Mike's figure disappear into the corridor, turned around and briefly introduced Aclade and Gila Cox, then quickly grabbed her friend and went downstairs to return to her apartment. . .

. . .

In Xina's apartment.

Gila Cox, still in a daze, slowly walked to the edge of the sofa, sat down, and stared at her hands in a daze. .

After Zina went to pour her a cup of coffee, she sat next to her and asked with a smile.

"Hey~!"

"Still thinking about Aclade?"

"..."

"Okay~ I admit, he is very attractive..."

"But you don't have to...so..."

Gila Cox raised her hand, adjusted the black-rimmed glasses on her face, and said softly with a blushing face.

"I.."

"Ok, I know!"

"Gira, I want to fall in love~"

"Hahaha~"

"..Um!"

With a bright light in her eyes, Gila grabbed Xina's hand and asked: "You will help me...right?"

"Help! Of course I want to help!"

Xina restrained herself from teasing her friend's little thoughts and asked more seriously.

"What do you like about him?"

"Is it just because he is handsome?"

"...Isn't this enough?"

"Hahaha~"

"It's not like you've never seen a handsome guy before, so why do you like Ackleide?"

Gila Cox lowered her head with a redder face, shook Xina's hand hard, and said.

"I don't know~"

"Just when he appeared in front of me, I felt..."

"..Understood!"

Zina tilted her head, squinted at the ceiling for 1 seconds, thought about it with a smile, and said something thoughtful in her heart.

"ok~"

"It just so happens that David is going out today. I'll call Madonna to be your student later."

"At noon, how about we take Ackleide to have lunch together to give you a chance to meet and get to know each other?"

"it is good!"

Gila Cox nodded excitedly and quickly said: "Where are your cosmetics? Lend them to me!"

"Um... in the bedroom, come with me~"

"Hahaha~"

"Disgusting! Don't laugh~"

"Ok~ok! I don't laugh...hahaha~"

----

downstairs.

Diagonally across the street from Wildfire Bar, in front of the Auxiliary Police Office.

Auston got out of the car with a dark face and walked towards the office.

Far Pocchivino, who was following him, had a darker complexion, bared his big white teeth, and looked vicious, as if he wanted to eat someone. .

. . .

In the auxiliary police office.

Auston put his small bag in the drawer, threw himself heavily into the chair, took out a cigarette, lit one, and started puffing on it.

Far Pocchivino walked to sit opposite him, lit a cigarette with himself, and puffed out the smoke.

After both of them had finished smoking a cigarette, Farr put out the cigarette butt and asked Auston.

"Boss, that case..."

"What do you want to say?"

"..fxxx!"

"These bastard scum! Bastards! Beasts!!"

"The death penalty is an advantage for them!!"

The black police superintendent Auston's face was like the bottom of a black pot. He stared around and looked around. The office staff who heard the sound and looked over curiously gave up the idea of ​​gossiping.

Farr Pocchivino also discovered his gaffe.

He held a disposable lighter tightly in his hand, leaned forward, and asked softly while lying on the table.

"Boss!"

"We...can't do anything else?"

"..do what?"

"Do you still want to kill them?"

"As long as you...nod, I'll do it!"

"fxxxyou!!"

Auston forcibly suppressed his inner anger, grabbed Far's coat collar, and sprayed it on him.

"We are the police! We are the law enforcers!"

"If you fucking dare to talk nonsense again, get out of here!"

"..."

Farr sneered silently and said in a lower voice: "Then I'll go find Ludy!"

"He must have a way!"

"You asked me to tell him about this case immediately before, wasn't it because you had a premonition..."

"..."

Alston and Farr stared at each other for a few seconds~

Like a deflated rubber ball, Auston let go of Far's collar, shook his head, and whispered.

"I didn't foresee anything!"

"..ok~"

Farr stood up with his hands supporting his body, straightened his collar, and casually threw the police badge and handcuffs in front of Auston, smiling brightly and whispering ferociously.

"I suddenly became interested in that "The Godfather" novel~"

"Boss! I want to take today off, go home and read in peace..."

"..roll!!"

"Hahaha~hahaha!"

"If you need anything, please call me anytime!"

"..."

. . .

Farr Pocchivino, gone.

Auston stared at the police badge and handcuffs on the table with his big eyes for a few seconds, then silently put them into the drawer.

Far Pocchivino, who is impulsive, likes to be reckless, and still has some justice in his heart. This time he also temporarily chose to give up his final moral bottom line as a policeman~

Morality and law, justice and evil, kindness and despicability, hope and despair. .

It seems that there is always a strange force in the dark, disturbing the direction of people's hearts ~

Blood will stain your hands.

But if there is no blood, it will stain the heart and soul~

----

Manhattan.

40th Street, downstairs from David's former apartment.

David stopped, turned around and hugged Susan and Cui Yingying, twitching the corners of his mouth and smiling at them.

"Sorry~"

"Please give me some time...let me do whatever I want for once...ok?"

"Ok!"

Susan rolled her big eyes, glanced at the window of the apartment where the two had lived, and smiled at Cui Yingying.

"That's the house we originally rented..."

"Let's... go back!"

"it is good!"

Cui Yingying bit her lip lightly, nodded to David with concern in her eyes, and whispered.

"We'll wait for your return at home!"

"Ok!"

"I will definitely be back tomorrow at the latest!"

"..."

. . .

Sending Susan and Cui Yingying away.

David let out a long sigh, looked up at the window that was so familiar in his memory, and whispered to the four bodyguards who came from behind.

"Thank you for being willing to accompany me...having fun~"

"Hahaha~"

Mike Bai laughed boldly and walked to David, asking with a hint of curiosity on his face.

"Don't worry! Over in Philadelphia, I've asked my friends to look for someone~"

"But, is your ex-girlfriend...named Ruby?"

"You don't have a complete name or photo?"

"..No~"

David smiled bitterly, spread his hands, and sighed: "She mentioned her full name to me, but I didn't remember it."

"I only know that her friends like to call her Ruby..."

"Another time, someone called her Louise..."

"As for photos... we haven't taken any group photos~"

"Before she left, she didn't leave any photos for me..."

"Wow~ She is really... chic~"

"..."

"Hey~ Where did you get all this nonsense!?" Black Mike frowned and kicked White Mike.

"David, I just called Denzel Washington."

"Let's go up now~"

"ok~"

----

Northeastern United States, Massachusetts (referred to as Massachusetts).

Massachusetts General Hospital, 55 Fruit Street, Boston.

Massachusetts General Hospital was founded in 1811. It is a teaching general hospital affiliated with Harvard Medical School and one of the oldest hospitals in the United States.

In the hospital, advanced cardiology ward.

Armstrong Bartley, professor of economics at Harvard University, was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face and smiled at the concerned people in the room.

"Haha~ It seems... God has left me a little time to see you again and say goodbye..."

"..."

The oldest visitor in the room, Old Morgan of the Morgan family, pretended to be humorous and walked up to Professor Bartley, glanced at the old professor of cardiology standing at the door, and whispered.

"I guess he won't regret it..."

"Hahaha~"

Professor Bartlet laughed, with a blush on his face.

The old professor standing at the door quickly came over, stared at the monitoring equipment next to the hospital bed for a while, and complained to Professor Bartley.

"You old guy... don't have too many mood swings!"

"ok, ok!"

"I am an obedient little old man now~"

"What do you say, what do I listen to~"

"..." The old professor glanced at Old Morgan helplessly and ordered.

"The surgery may have to wait a little longer!"

"Come tonight! My students will be able to fly over from San Francisco!"

"Okay!" Old Morgan smiled and nodded to the old professor, and smiled at Professor Bartley on the hospital bed.

"Then you should rest first~ We will come over to see you before the operation in the evening!"

"Hey~ No need!"

"You tell Giles and Bloomer to go back, I'm fine!"

"ok~"

Old Morgan saw his old friend Professor Bartley lying on the hospital bed and still talking harshly, so he stopped talking nonsense and led the silent children directly out of the ward.

. . .

In the corridor not far from the ward.

Old Morgan stopped, glanced at his son Giles, who looked anxious and worried, and his friend Bloomer, and whispered.

"You didn't have any rest all night yesterday, right?"

"You two go back and have a rest first, then come back in the evening... go to the door of the operating room and wait for the final result~"

"...Okay, Dad!"

"Okay, uncle!"

. . .

After the two of them left.

Old Morgan looked at his wife Neria, pondered for a while, and said.

"You should go back with Laura and Lilith~"

"Cheryl, don't you still need to go for regular prenatal check-ups?"

"It's enough for me, Elder, and Panaris to be here!"

Neriya also nodded with a hint of worry, held her husband old Morgan's arm, and said.

"Cheryl is with her husband and Grace, so you don't have to worry~"

"Armstrong... what did the doctor say just now?"

Old Morgan glanced at his youngest daughter, Laura, and patted his wife's arm: "Not optimistic~"

"He has missed the best period for heart transplantation. He can only use thoracotomy to see the follow-up treatment plan."

"The best outcome is to install a pacemaker or undergo heart bypass surgery."

"Then... what's the success rate? Is it high?"

Old Morgan silently shook his head and said only: "His stubbornness made him miss..."

"Hey~"

Neriya sighed helplessly, held her husband's arm tightly, and whispered with concern.

"Let Panaris and Elder keep an eye on this for now. I'll go with you for a re-examination??"

"..good!"

Old Morgan, who felt his wife's inner worry, turned to look at his eldest son Panaris and said.

"I leave this to you!?"

"Ok!"

"Don't worry, dad~"

Panaris, together with his partner Elder, smiled and nodded to his father and mother, watching them leave first.

----

afternoon.

New Jersey, on Route 95.

David sat silently in the back row, looking down at the notebook in his hand, feeling that the "boiling" in his heart seemed to be cooling down little by little~

In the notebook in his hand, there is only one simple word written on each page.

There are parents, childhood playmates, close classmates, friends, and the names of new friends I made after coming to New York~

The "obsession" that has been lingering in David's heart has a very different reaction to these people's names~

For example: it will show obvious differences between old David’s father and Sierra’s mother~

It especially likes Mother Sera, who is almost as hot as the sun. .

But for old David's father, there was no such heat, but rather like warm water. .

Another example: its reaction to Ruby's heat > Polly > Erica, the bartender at Wildfire Bar > Sweet Dimple Martha > Long Legs Susan. .

Susan was actually ranked last. .

Could it be that this is the unique aesthetic preference of the original David Coleman, nicknamed "Dumb", for them?

Emm. .

David closed the notebook in his hand, took a long breath, and turned to look out the car window~

This strange feeling similar to "obsession" had only occasionally appeared in his dreams before. .

It suddenly appears now, why?

this. .I can’t figure it out~

David frowned in distress, and after thinking for a moment, he said to Black Mike who was sitting in the driver's seat.

"Let's... let's not go to Philadelphia yet~ Let's go home first!"

"go home?"

"Morrison Town?"

"Ok!"

"...ok~" Black Mike glanced at David, who was frowning, in the rearview mirror, turned on the right turn signal, and drove in. .

. . .

After half an hour.

David's house.

Sierra's mother was a little surprised to see her son David back, and quickly stepped forward and smiled at him.

"David, why did you come back without telling me in advance?"

"It's nothing, Mom!"

"I just...miss you guys!"

"Hahaha~Okay, okay!"

"Black Mike, you guys come in and sit down too. Why are you so polite?"

"I'm going to ask Salonia to get you the freshly baked ones..."

"Mom, no need!"

"We've all eaten for lunch~"

"Hahaha~ We've had lunch, isn't there still dinner?"

"It just so happens that your dad said that he has to get off work early today and go have a drink with his friends."

"I'm still thinking about what to make for dinner since there are only three of us at home..."

"You are back, I..."

David pulled Sierra's mother to sit down in the living room. He listened to her happy words, looked at her joyful smile, and felt the heat in his chest that seemed to be burning. He couldn't help but open his arms and promised She said.

"I love you mom!"