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Day 9, 30:[-]am, Henry's apartment.

Two police officers, a lawyer and a sign language interpreter sat in the living room.

"Mr. Randy, the video shows that Mr. Valentine was run over by this unlicensed container truck, his body was crushed, and he died on the spot. You are an eyewitness, can you confirm this fact? Why did you throw him into the Thames River ?” asked a police officer.

"I confirmed that he died on the spot. The body was left where it was. I was worried that other vehicles passing by would run over him again and throw it on the side of the road. I was also worried about frightening passers-by, so I threw it into the river." Henry gestured.

"At present, the body has been salvaged, and the lung test shows that he was thrown into the river after he died, so the death has nothing to do with you. He was crushed and soaked, and he was beyond recognition. The police directly made a death determination. He There is no family member, and no one came to claim compensation for the traffic accident, so we, the police, stopped looking for the container truck. This is the record of our conversation, please read it and sign it.” The policeman said.

After Henry signed, the police officer left.

"Mr. Randy, I am Mr. Valentine's personal lawyer before his death, and I will explain some financial information to you. Since eight years ago, Mr. Valentine has purchased a huge amount of life insurance plus accident insurance every year. The name of the beneficiary is you , now, the cumulative insurance payout is 600 million US dollars. In addition, he made a will before his death, donating all the cash under his name to the Kelvin Center for Orphans and Disabled Children, and leaving all non-cash assets such as stocks, securities and real estate to You. We have calculated that the cash is 3000 million US dollars, and the current market value of non-cash assets such as stocks, securities and real estate is 1.2 million US dollars. You need to pay 40% of the estate tax for this, a total of 800 million US dollars , there is still a balance after deducting the amount of insurance compensation, please cooperate with me to complete the relevant transfer procedures, here is my business card." The lawyer handed over a card.

Henry took it and gestured: "The remaining cash after tax deductions will also be donated to the Kelvin Center for Orphaned and Disabled Children."

"I will follow your wishes. Thank you for your cooperation. Let's go first." The lawyer said, shaking hands with Henry.

"Thank you!" Henry nodded, got up and sent the lawyer and sign language interpreter away.

The sound of the TV from the opposite door came. The two candidates for the US election, Obama and McCain, were having a TV debate. Henry closed the door and leaned against the back of the door weakly, with tears all over his face. Ten days ago, Vincent It was already planned to bring him back to the United States to vote in the presidential election next month. Today, after personally confirming it, Vincent has lost all his rights to be a human being.

The flat corpse under the container truck was not Vincent. This could not be hidden from a spy's intuition, let alone the familiarity between his lover's body for eight years. Vincent and those who chased him elaborately performed a scene of disappearing from the world. The tragedy, using himself as the only witness!Henry understood that he ignored the two people's oath of life and death, and abandoned himself without saying a word. He did fight back hard for his behavior of being an undercover agent for 8 years. However, the bloody victim lying on the altar was clearly theirs. innocent love.

"Darling, do you know that I really love you? You broke off one hand, concealed your identity, and left your hometown, how will you spend your days in the future?" Henry asked painfully in his heart, he really wanted to find him desperately , Kneeling in front of him and begging for forgiveness again, but impulse cannot lose to reason: the night before yesterday, the security system of Vincent’s apartment was forcibly broken, and the room was turned into a mess; yesterday, he went to tidy up the house for a day, and lived There, someone sneaked in again in the middle of the night to search for things; when he returned home this morning, a man and a woman pretending to be lovers followed him all the way; at the entrance of his unit, a strange Buick car with tea-tinted glass windows appeared ;In the vacant rented house opposite the living room window, there appeared two smoking men who were always looking this way.Obviously, he is already under the close surveillance of various forces.Therefore, he clearly knew that what he should do next was to announce his undercover status, marry Millie as soon as possible, enter the normal social circle, and use his glamorous life to convince those people that Vincent was indeed dead.

Early that morning.

Vincent lay on the ground, the container truck drove over, the belly of the truck opened, and a claw accurately clamped him into the carriage. At the same time, a corpse in place of him was pushed out from the carriage and sent to the wheels.

This is a special container truck, the interior of which is like a laboratory, with various screen instruments, bottles and cans, and there are two burly men and a woman in it, both wearing masks and white trigrams.When Vincent sat down, a man held out his hand to him.

Vincent took out the lipstick from his pocket and put it in the man's hand.

The man unscrewed the lipstick and peeled off the lipstick paste on it. A disguised USB flash drive was exposed. He inserted the USB flash drive into the computer and the data began to be transmitted.

After about 10 minutes, the data transmission was completed. Afterwards, the man threw the USB flash drive into a bottle containing an unknown liquid.

After another 15 minutes, a message came from the headquarters, "After verification, the information is true." The man nodded to the woman.

The woman took out tools and quickly cut Vincent's shawl blond hair into a man's size, washed his makeup, put on a pair of gold-rimmed glasses for him, glued a mustache, and asked him to change into men's clothes. A prosthetic hand over the wounded arm.Removing the superfluous decorations, it was Vincent's best camouflage.

Next, the woman took a photo of him, recorded his fingerprints, and sent it to the system. Soon, he received a passport pattern, which the woman printed out.

"This is your new identity. The boarding pass, change notes, and simple daily necessities are all in the box. Heathrow Airport, go directly to the No. 17 security checkpoint for security check, so you can do it yourself!"

After speaking, the woman handed him a passport and a heavy small suitcase, and the truck stopped.

A taxi was waiting for him on the side of the road.He got into the back seat of the taxi and remembered that he should check his boarding pass, so he opened the box and found a portable refrigerator inside.

When he reached the gate of the airport hall, he stopped and looked eastward. The sound of Henry humming "Moon River" still echoed in his ears: "No matter where you go, I will walk with you and accompany you wherever you go. Lingering in the world of mortals, chasing the end of the rainbow, waiting for the top of the arc to depend on each other."

In the early morning in London, there was not a ray of sunlight, the sky was gloomy and gloomy, just like his face that had lost color, and the sky was rolling with dark clouds.In this ancient city with uncertain weather, he lost nearly ten years of youth and eight years of true and illusory love.

"I'm sorry, Henry, I don't know who you are, but I want to believe that you love me as you said, forgive me for leaving you without a word. From now on, your space and mine are no longer compatible, Vincent Special Valentine has reached the other side of the Santu River, where he will forever watch over you who he loves alone." Thinking of this, his throat was a little choked, the gambling king named Vincent Valentine, life The only gamble that failed was when he lost to his love!

Professional gambler, willing to gamble and admit defeat. Vincent lost the whole world and turned into a cold corpse, but he is still alive. In this game of life, it is time to change the venue and face different opponents. When the time comes, he will definitely win it back!He took out his passport and looked at the strange name—Aymo Roberts.

After dragging his suitcase, he walked into the airport hall.

Farewell, London!

Farewell, Henry!

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