Mysterious Hunting Ground

Chapter 9 9. We are made for each other

The sunset is westward.

Twilight begins to merge.

Amidst the crackling and jumping sparks, curling smoke and the rich aroma of meat floated out of the courtyard.

Two big men, a teenager, and a woman with gray hair chatted around the grill.

There are hundreds of families in the block, but only three of them get together. Not all neighbors like Asians.

"Have you finished this order?" Jacob asked Paque, who shook his head with a wry smile,

"There are still a few months before the one-year contract ends, and I will go back to work the day after tomorrow. But after finishing this year, I don't plan to renew the contract unless that Bai Grandet gives me a salary increase. The environment this year is too bad. The whole world is full of people who are unemployed and have no money to fill up their cars. Some of them simply rob the streets in the downtown area, especially those black bastards. Hurt, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on any longer."

Paqui took a mouthful of Budweiser and shot a fierce look.

"The reason for their robbery is ridiculous to say, just to go to the community barber shop to get a beautiful haircut and measure their blood pressure."

"You yellow-skinned guy knows what a fart. The barber shop is of great significance to black people. It is equivalent to another harbor outside the family and a holy place to communicate with compatriots. Barbers have multiple roles. They can cut hair for black compatriots, measure blood pressure, give Give health advice, a good barber can make compatriots live a few years longer.” Jacob wiped the oil stains on his white beard, and said humorously, “But their fiery temper is also related to high blood pressure, and high blood pressure hurts It improves their brains and reduces their fear, so they are not afraid of being pointed at by a gun."

Dean ate the barbecue with relish, and quietly learned about the social reality of the United States from the nonsense of the two big men.

As for Mona's identity, he planned to ask after dinner.

"Boy, you did a good job fighting this time..." Paqui tore off a large piece of charred beef from the steak, "Don't shrink like your father. Patience, you can only get contempt in the beautiful country. Only fists and Strength will make people respect. Whoever bullies you, you beat him hard! Until he is convinced!"

"Son, don't listen to their nonsense."

Grandma Tang Ya kindly handed a bunch of fat and thin barbecue meat to Dean,
"Fighting should be done in moderation. Don't get into bad habits and make troubles all day long. Otherwise, you can only be like Paque as a bodyguard for a miser, blocking guns, and you may die without knowing why one day."

Dean suddenly realized, uncle is a bodyguard?No wonder there were so many hot topics discussed.

It's a pity that the predecessor didn't learn any combat skills from this uncle.

"Old guy, wash your crow's mouth and pray to your God for me? What's wrong with being a bodyguard? It's easy to work and earns a lot of money, as long as you have a good body and mind."

In this era, most of the well-known professional bodyguard companies have not yet been established. According to Paque's previous words, the current bodyguards are very wild.

"Boy, you are done. No matter what job you do in the future, whether you go to college or not, you should exercise your body first. A thin man can't protect himself, and he lacks charm, and he can't attract women..."

Paqui bulged his well-developed biceps at his nephew, and looked at his plain arm with dissatisfaction.
Dean took a big bite of the beef depressedly. He was clearly well-proportioned, so why was he so thin?
"You still have to learn some self-defense skills. You can't be so lucky all the time and just escaped the robbery."

Jacob held up a Budweiser to Dean, and Dean held up a can of juice in return.

He swore he would never drink again.

"In a month or so, wait for your summer vacation." The firelight illuminated Paqui's thinking face, "Go to the shooting range in Vegas with your Uncle Jacob to practice guns."

Dean nodded without hesitation.

In the United States, a country where guns are rampant, it is simply a dream to defend yourself by fighting alone.

Let you do whatever you want, and the criminal will be killed with one shot.

Only guns can be used to make guns.

In addition, since there are fighting skills in the system, practicing guns will definitely be able to develop a skill!
By the way, Uncle and Jacob must also know some fighting techniques, and when the system incident is resolved, you can also ask them for advice on this!

Paqui's face showed relief. He asked many times before that this nephew refused to touch the gun, just like his cowardly father.

But now he finally woke up.

He glanced back at the broken glass of the house.

A broken house isn't all bad.

Paque cared about Dean's study situation again, and the latter picked out the good ones, omitting the trouble with the rich second-generation Bob, which caused Jacob and Tangya to praise the Chinese's reading talent.

When the moon was in the middle of the sky, several people had round stomachs and ate to their hearts content. Empty beer cans and beverage bottles were placed beside the barbecue grill.

Paque lay on the wicker chair and hiccupped,

“Dean, did you run out of money last time?”

He didn't seem to regard the two neighbors as outsiders at all.

"Not a cent left."

Dean truthfully said,
"When did you become so extravagant when you spent money? Three hundred dollars, you spent it in less than a month, and you are still a student!"

Paque sighed, his big rough face showed a tinge of pain, but he still decisively took out his wallet from his close pocket, and took out a small stack of twenty dollars.

"Save some money, remember, this is the money your uncle earned with his life, and it's all given to you."

Dean looked at the outstretched hand and fell into thought. Six hundred dollars is a huge sum of money in this era, and few families can afford so much at one time.

In the past, there were no extravagant items at home, and I ate lunch at school, and even saved the fare by riding a bicycle to school.

According to Last, the predecessor didn't spend a lot of money other than a few dollars a week watching boring movies.

So it's very strange, how can there be nothing left of the three hundred dollars in the past?
If Paque used to give him three hundred dollars a month.

He is an ordinary high school student, and he can't spend it all, so it stands to reason that he should have saved a sum of money.

But the day before yesterday I searched the whole house, every corner - nothing!
Dean was lost in thought.

Where did the money go?

"Take it, boy, I'm being polite to your uncle. I was joking just now, and I don't have a son. I only have a nephew like you. If you don't spend money on you, is it possible that it always goes to women?"

Seeing that the other party was in a daze, Paqui thought he was embarrassed, so he opened his five fingers with a bear's paw and stuffed the money into it.

"Haha, old man, don't be reluctant to spend money." Jacob shook his beard and smiled, "Maybe soon, Dean can bring his girlfriend back to see you."

"That girl chatted with me." Tang Ya said softly, "She is a girl who likes to laugh and has a very good personality."

"Girlfriend? You're actually enlightened? Is this the blessing of the ancestors?"

Paque locked his eyes on his nephew in surprise.

Without waiting for him to ask, Dean rushed into the room and took out the sketch.

The dim light of the fire shrouded the white drawing paper, casting a shadow over Mona's bright smile.

"Uncle Jacob, is she the girlfriend you're talking about?"

"You have taken her home to spend the night almost every day for more than three months. Who else is there besides her? Could it be that you are still a playboy and have other girlfriends?" Jacob blinked curiously, and for a moment Three pairs of eyes focused on Dean, like three hundred-watt light bulbs, which made him feel ashamed.
"You're joking..." Dean rubbed his temples, suppressing the horror in his heart.

Mona actually dated her predecessor for a few months, and often spent the night together, but he didn't have the slightest impression.

What made him even more puzzled was.

In his predecessor, such a cowardly, honest Asian, actually had a girl spend the night with him? !
What advantage did Mona see in him?

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen her in the past half a month. What's going on, kid?" Jacob asked again, but Dean suddenly lowered his head, and he also wanted to know where she went!

Paqui originally held back a lot of words in his stomach and wanted to ask his nephew, but as soon as the old man asked this question, he saw his nephew hugging his knees with both hands, with a sad face.

The psychology of the people who came here made him get Dean's point at once.

This is a breakup.

I haven't even met my nephew's girlfriend before they broke up!
"Boy, don't be too sad, woman, if she can't bear children for you, then she is just a transit point in your life."

"I promise, you will make more beautiful girlfriends in the future. Spend the money as you like, invite more female classmates to watch movies, or go to a hotel in the city center to cultivate and cultivate relationships. If you don't go to college, you Get married early and have a—”

stop!
Where is this going?

Dean looked at his chattering uncle speechlessly, he had no interest in other women, he just wanted to know Mona now.

But he can't tell the neighbors directly that he has lost his memory about Mona.

He could only get information from Jacob and Tangya by insinuating.

The two neighbors didn't think too much about it, they almost knew everything.

Then he knew that Mona was about the same age as him.

Knowing that she was an orphan just like himself, she dropped out of school early and worked in the Rock Cinema in the city.

Knowing that she has been wearing a light blue denim jacket and jeans, hat.

Knowing that every time she spends the night with her, she will sit on the back of her bicycle and go back to work in the city the next day.

……

Until ten o'clock in the evening.

This barbecue feast is completely over.

Tang Ya was exhausted and went home to rest.

Jacob and Paque sat under the eaves with their shotguns in their hands, chatting away.

"Boy, go back to the house and go to sleep. We will leave the safety outside to us. If those guys come again, 'peanuts' will be full!"

"Is it really okay?" Although Dean thought Bob would be honest for two days, he was still a little worried, "How about we rent a hotel room in the city? Or sleep in a park to avoid the limelight?"

"Where does all this nonsense come from? Brat, we killed more robbers than you saw in your movies!"

Paque blushed and roared thickly,

"Get back!"

This uncle is also very nervous, so he didn't notice all kinds of abnormalities in his nephew.

Dean shook his head and went back into the house.

……

The hall in the house has been tidied up.

As for the bedroom on the second floor, there were still many broken pieces of paper that had not been cleaned up.

Dean got his wish and asked about Mona's news from the neighbor. After he was relieved, he practiced fighting for three hours according to the plan he had set, and his proficiency reached 27/100. At one o'clock in the morning, he was exhausted and his eyelids were clenched. .

"Let's get here first today. Tomorrow, everything should almost come to light."

Holding the sketch, he lay on the bed covered with confetti, trying hard to remember.

In the dimness, fatigue from a day of hard work surged up.

His facial features are loose, and his expression is in a trance, as if hovering in the boundary between virtual and real.

The surrounding light quietly dimmed.

A memory flashed back again.

"Dean..." A soft, familiar yet unfamiliar voice echoed in his ears.

When he turned around, Mona propped her chin with her left hand, leaning on the bed, staring at him like water waves.

The blue T-shirt on the chest was stretched high, and it said Super lo cinema.
"Do you like Los Angeles?"

Her gentle little hands brushed over Dean's chest like a piano, making goose bumps rise.

"Of course. Hollywood is over there, and you know, I love everything about movies, especially Star Wars."

"How about we go to visit the Avenue of Stars? It's just over an hour by plane."

Dean hesitated when he heard this.

Mona observed his expression carefully, and sighed regretfully, "I originally wanted to wait for your summer vacation and go shopping together, if you don't like it, forget it."

"You misunderstood me, I also want to see and see." Dean shook his head, "But I have never left Las Vegas since I grew up... I have no experience in traveling... To a big city like Los Angeles, it takes a lot of money. A lot of money, right?"

"Fool, the two places are not far away, but the consumption is higher in Las Vegas... Besides, I saved some money from part-time jobs, and saved some money, enough for the two of us to spend ten days and a half months there." Mona took his hand with a smile.

"No!" Dean held her hand back, his tone unquestionable, "I'm a man, how can I ask my girlfriend to pay for it? Over the years... Uncle Paqui gave me a lot of pocket money, and I saved almost two thousand dollars. It should be enough for this trip!"

"That's too much." Mona's eyes lit up, she gently shook her head, her black hair mischievously slapped Dean's face, "You have to save your money for future college use."

"Tuition fees can be settled with loans and scholarships...but if you miss this trip, you will never have a pleasant summer vacation."

Dean said.

The girl pursed her lips and stopped rebutting, moved her forehead to his, exhaled hot air on his face, Dean's eyes were a little blurred,
the girl said,

"Fool, why do you like me? I'm stupid, I didn't even graduate from high school... My parents died early... I have no money, lived in a dirty and dark sewer, and I'm not pretty..."

"What about you?" Dean looked into her eyes and asked back, "My parents have disappeared long ago, and only one uncle raised me. Do you know that no matter where I am, I am a bully doormat, see-through man.”

Dean's eye sockets suddenly turned red,
"Except for Ruster who is willing to make friends with me...everyone else calls me a badass, isolates me, discriminates against me, and laughs at me. I'm not handsome, and I don't have popular sports talent, and I don't even dare to fight with others. "

"I thought I would never have a girlfriend in my life...Mona...the goddess of luck must have looked at me one more time before I met you. You always make me forget all my troubles and worries, and make me happy and happy. "

"Ha ha…"

The incandescent lamps on the ceiling flickered.

The two figures hugged each other and rolled around.

Mona snuggled into Dean's arms, with a sweet smile on her lips,
"As the movie says, We are made for each other (we were born for each other)."

“We are made for each other!”

The two voices intertwined and echoed in the dilapidated bedroom.

Dean blinked, the hallucination dissipated, and the misty eyes became clear again.

He sat up from the bed, touched the corners of his eyes, and actually felt a piece of wetness, as if in that dream of memories that seemed real and illusory, he cried a lot.

I really don't like Mona!

fxxk this residual feeling!

"Mona and her predecessor are really a couple."

But when Mona mentioned that she lives in the sewer, is it true or a joke?

Dean still couldn't connect the smiling girl in his head with the dank, dark, dirty sewer.

It should be a joke, right?

He sighed, recalling the images from his dream.

Childish feelings, once money is involved, what kind of blow can they withstand?
Dean remembered the experience of entanglement with his girlfriend in his previous life.

Mona's appearance cannot be compared with her at all.

But let the former fascinate.

……

"An impulsive teenager will always be punished."

Investigation progress jumped to 90.00%.

Dean looked down at his T-shirt, which said "super Lo, cimime"

"This is what the system calls the truth right under our noses. I wear it on my body."

"Go to this movie theater where Mona works tomorrow, and everything should come to light."

(End of this chapter)