My darkness through your life

Claire wore a classic and gorgeous long dress and arrived at the bell tower of St. Mark's Square. Half an hour had passed since the time agreed with Robert, and he hadn't seen him yet.

She wanted to leave and go to his house to look for him, but she was afraid that he had already come out, so she had to wait there for an hour, two hours... until the square play ended, there were fewer and fewer people in the square, and Robert hadn't been seen yet.

She couldn't wait any longer, and sailed to Robert's house, opened the door and went in.

The room has been tidied up, and many things have been packed. As soon as he gets married the day after tomorrow, he will move to Mancini's private island and become the new master of Mancini.

However, she was not at home, and she suddenly felt a sense of fear. Could it be the remnants of those who were wiped out in the past that kidnapped Robert?During Carnival, that's when it's easy to get your hands dirty.

So she ran to Larry's house in a panic.

Larry is the best man at the wedding, and the girl he loves is about to get married. He feels both loss and relief. The day after tomorrow, he can leave all the disputes in Venice forever and start his new life.

"Dong dong dong" someone knocked on the door hastily, and he opened the door.

"Larry!" Claire said anxiously.

"Claire?"

Claire came to find him alone. Larry was very surprised. Robert is a very capable person. Claire always asks him to solve the problems that Claire needs to solve. If there are organizational matters, the two will come here together.

"What's the matter?" Larry asked.

"Robert, he, is missing!" Claire said eagerly.

"Missing? How long?" Larry asked.

So, Claire briefly explained the matter.

"Claire, don't worry, will he go somewhere for a drink..." At this point, Larry paused. Robert was a calm person, and he never discounted the appointments.

"Well, it's getting late now. Let's go find them separately. You go to his house to rest and wait for him. Maybe he's already home now. I'll go around and send my men to watch out for any kidnappings. See if we can find his jet ski," said Larry.

"Okay, please!" Claire said, and went out with Larry, drove the motorboat, and headed in their respective directions.

Larry called a few of his men to find out if there were any clues to the kidnapping, and he drove the motorboat to the pier of St. Mark's Square.

At one o'clock in the middle of the night, the carnival participants had left, and there were a few motorboats left here and there. Larry saw Robert's motorboat among them. It seemed that he hadn't come home, so he should be nearby.

Where will it be?He searched alleys one by one. He would go up and have a look at every drunkard, homeless man, and lost tourist. After more than two hours, he still couldn't find Robert.

Worried about Robert's walk home, he decided to go back and have a look.

Passing by the Baglioni Luna Hotel, he suddenly remembered seeing Robert park his motorboat under the window of this hotel last year.

He shook his head, laughing at himself for thinking nonsense.

Back at Robert's house, Claire was so anxious that she thought she had found it, but she was very disappointed to see Larry coming back alone.

"Larry, tell me, is something going to happen?" Claire said, tears streaming down her cheeks. She is about to get married, the woman who loves him the most is waiting for him, and the most powerful position is waiting for him. gone?

"Claire, I'll take you home!" Larry said.

"No, I'll wait for him here!"

"Then, go to his bed and sleep for a while, I'll wait in the living room."

"Forget it, I've never been in his bedroom, I'm not used to it." Claire said.

When Larry heard this, his heart skipped a beat. Could it be...?

"Well, you lie down on the sofa for a while," Larry said.

"Ok."

Claire couldn't hold it anymore and lay down on the sofa.

Larry pushed away Robert's bedroom and brought the quilt to Claire. He murmured in his heart, "They have been engaged for five years. Claire, who is so beautiful, hasn't even entered his bedroom?"

The handsome man he saw at the Baglioni Luna Hotel last year floated in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became.

Claire was lying on the sofa, and Larry covered her with a quilt. Facing the girl he liked so close, seeing her haggardly closing her eyes, he was very distressed, and couldn't help being angry at Robert: How can you let down such a girl? ?

At dawn, he sent Claire home, promised to inform her when he found Robert, and then went directly to Baglioni Luna Hotel.

When he arrived at the lobby, he handed the waiter a roll of banknotes and asked him to check the registration records in July last year. The suspicion was confirmed: sure enough, room 7 was booked by Robert.

I checked again and found that 108 is currently living in a man named Quinto Moritti, a senior student from Bologna. The waiter described his appearance. The man has long flaxen curly hair. He is almost sure that it was last year. I have seen that man myself.

After learning about the situation, he really wanted to rush into the room immediately and beat up the two of them. After thinking about it, he decided that it would be better to report to the boss, Albert Mancini.

After Albert heard this, he was furious, and immediately sent someone to call Robert's mentor, Larry's mentor, and the other two elders. They took Claire with them. After everyone gathered in St. Mark's Square, Albert led the way and went straight to Baglioni Hotel Luna.

In Room 108, Larry opened the door and kicked the chain lock, and Albert led everyone into the room.

The scene in the room was as expected. Robert was sitting on the sofa with his arms around a man, wiping his tears.

Hearing the sound, the two raised their heads and saw everyone. Robert sighed and stood up. Quinto wanted to stand up, but he pushed him back, looked into his eyes, and said softly: "It's none of your business, sit down! "

He stood in front of Quinto, facing an enraged mob.

"Slap!" Claire rushed up, slapped him hard twice, and then wept on Larry's shoulder.

With the sound of applause, Quinto trembled and closed his eyes, tears fell, and his heart ached.

Robert didn't speak. He saw the disappointed eyes of his mentor, the extremely angry eyes of Larry, and the helpless eyes of several elders. He stood there calmly, frankly facing this group of people who had had unlimited expectations of him. People seem to refuse to leave all morning, just waiting for this moment to come.

Albert frowned, took a step forward, took out a handful of gunpowder, stuffed it into his hand, and said, "Kill him, as if what happened today didn't happen."

Robert raised the gun slowly, turned and pointed it at Quinto's head, his eyes fixed on his face.

Kunto held back his tears and looked into his eyes calmly, as if to say, "So, we still have a thousand and one ending."

Claire stopped sobbing, her eyes were on Robert's fingers, everyone was on his fingers, and the room was extremely quiet.

1 minute, 2 minutes... 5 minutes, Robert released the safety with his thumb, slowly turned the muzzle of the gun, raised it, pointed at his temple, faced Albert, and said, "Boss, it's my fault and it has nothing to do with him. , please let him go, I commit suicide and apologize!"

After finishing speaking, he turned to Kunto with a faint smile on his face: "Kunto, just now, I have already recorded your appearance in my soul, see you in the next life!"