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Chapter 622:Fear

People who have the ability to imitate the handwriting of others is not without it.

After a little reflection, Rapp thought of such a person and said, "There is indeed one, called Monco."But...” Rapp thought for a moment and said, “He retired twenty years ago, and he immigrated to the United States ten years ago and grew up there.”Rapp frowned again, and he said, “I heard a former veteran say the other day that Monko had stomach cancer and had lived for a few years.”

"He's dead or alive now, I'm not sure."

When Rapp heard this, the words were not worried, and she said, "As long as such a person exists."

The words begin with the words, then the words are understood.

Angus had been listening to their brother and sister, he was not stupid, on the contrary, in the entertainment industry for so many years, Angus also had a spirit.

He knew from their words.

They found the diary of the past.

He said his mother had not betrayed herself.

The words asked Rapp if there was anyone around their mother who could imitate the handwriting.

Angus came to a possible result of these series of anomalies—

This journal is probably fake!

If this is true...

Standing at the table, Angus holding the glass, was frightened by his own speculation.His fingers quivered, the cup fell off, and slammed into the ground, clattering.The movement attracted the words and the words, and the two people looked at him and did not speak.

Rapp asked, “Mr. Angus, what’s the matter?”

Angus said incococently, “No.No, nothing.No, no, no, impossible...” He was panicked and staggered to run upstairs.Everyone ran to the side of the stairs, thinking of what, he turned quickly and stumbled and ran out of the talk.

Words and words frowned at his back, some uneasy.

"Aka, follow Angus and take care of him."

Aka took his life and followed Angus honestly.

Angus walked the streets of Country I.

The impression is that M City was very old 30 years ago, but it is still not enough to see compared to Los Angeles and New York.Angus walked blankly in the street, and he felt afraid and helpless.For so many years, he never returned to I country, not because he hated this place, but because he was afraid.

He was afraid to walk the street he had walked, but there were no people who had been side by side.

He was afraid to return to the gate of the Yanjiamanor, but when he looked up, he could not see the people waiting for him.

He was afraid that he would get lost, but no one would come to him and take him home.

He was afraid of seeing people, but those who thought of him had turned into dust and earth.

But today's M city is no longer the city he is familiar with.He walked on either side of the strange street, surrounded by strangers who passed by them, crowded with the people, but Angus felt lonely.

Over the years, he surrounded celebrities, the magnesium lights shining, but his heart has always been cold.

He is alive, but like a walking corpse.

This feeling, when he came to country I, more and more deeply.

Acre followed Thomas, seeing him almost bumping into people several times, and even kicking a stone bump and almost falling, only to be strangely stable.At that moment, Acre could not help guessing whether the soul of Mrs. Mei was waiting for Mr. Angus in Country I, and as soon as he came, she was at his side to protect him.

Angus finally walked into a hotel.

He prefers to live in a hotel than in a home.After all, there are too many memories of him and his life together.

Confirm that Angus was staying at the hotel, and there was no danger, Aka called.

After listening to his report, he said, "Well, keep it."

“Yes.”

Acre hung up the phone and continued to squat at the hotel door.

Words and words, Zhang Luo caught Monco from the United States.

On the other hand, Vera returned to her old house, she sold her mother's jewelry, repurchased the most fashionable clothes, made the best-looking hairstyle, dressed up every day, like a newborn.In fact, in the past three years, living around the sudden inspection, Vera is indeed like living in hell.

Every day, all she needs to do is two things - to rush to sleep, to stand up to sleep.

Vera trembling for three or four days, found that the words and words really did not intend to pursue themselves again, Vera's days were not pleasant.She returned to her previous social circle, and she intended to find a rich man to marry, to marry an ordinary man, as if with a wolf.

Vera is busy attending banquets every day and attending various high-level venues with male friends.Her beautiful body and top-notch beautiful face are still favored by many men.

Every day, people take pictures of Vera's life and send them to their mailbox.

After reading Vera's daily photos, she smiled and squinted to evaluate her actions as the last carnival in her life.

Vera, I don't know, it's hard.

On this day, an elderly old man walked down from the plane to Mengcheng from Country A.

As soon as he got out of the airport, he was taken to the car.The old man, brought to the family with great fanfare, said that the old man had not been able to come out after he had entered the family.Two days later, there was a rumor coming out of the mouth of the mercenary group—

"I heard that the chief took the old mercenary Monco back from the country of A!"

“Monco!The Monko, who is good at imitating the handwriting of others, is called our group's "stoling people"?“Oh my God, what did he do?”

"It is not clear, I have only heard that it seems to be related to the death of the lady."

...

When Vera heard about it, the rumored version had become—

Monko, a former mercenary veteran, killed Madame Meng, because he imitated the handwriting of Madame Yanmei, was now captured from the country of A by the leader of the black-scorching mercenary, and the family has been locked up and tortured for several days!

Vera was at a tea party when she heard a young lady of the upper class say it.

The young lady said this, but did not forget to add a sentence: "It is said that Monka has been all recruited, 1510, a word did not appear."

Tip –

Vera's coffee cup in front of her accidentally overturned, hot boiling water fell on her skirt, but she did not feel the same, just staring at a place, white face.

“Vera!”

"What happened to you?"Is it okay?”

Hearing the cries of these famous people, Vera woke up to God.She stood up and dropped her sentence, "I have something else to do, get together again next time."Then he took his bag and hurried away.

After Vera returned home, he received all the documents and money and valuables for the first time, and stuffed his mind into the leather bag.

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