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Chapter 279 Christmas Gift
It's alright if there's no turkey; although the Wesleys aren't well-off, they'll definitely have plenty of turkeys for Christmas Eve.

In addition, Rorschach's carefully prepared professional identity quickly dispelled his mother's doubts, and he was warmly welcomed into the family.

The interior was extremely simple, with old furniture and no Christmas tree or even the most basic holiday decorations.

Rorschach and Scarlett's unexpected arrival made the small living room feel even more crowded, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

Besides Wesley's mother, Rorschach also met his half-sister—a round-faced little girl hiding behind her mother, timidly peeking at the stranger.

Finally, there's Wesley's despicable stepfather.

A typical redneck-looking man was sprawled on the sofa, chewing on a cigarette and watching the game, not even bothering to lift an eyelid at the arrival of Luo Xia and his group.

Luo Xia suppressed his anger, merely giving him a cold glance without taking the initiative to greet him.

Foundation staff had reported that this bastard had repeatedly asked for treatment funds to be transferred directly to their account, ostensibly to take Wesley to other hospitals for treatment.

In reality, everyone knows that this white trash simply wants to embezzle the medical fees to fund his alcoholism and gambling.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was reasonably harmonious.

Wesley's mother busied herself preparing dinner, repeatedly thanking Rorschach for taking care of her son. Wesley, in turn, used sign language to describe his day's events to Rorschach, his little face beaming with excitement, occasionally glancing at his stepfather's reaction.

The stepfather, however, remained gloomy throughout and didn't utter a single decent word.

Even worse, after seeing the new clothes Rorschach brought, he wouldn't allow his family to remove the price tags.

It's obvious they plan to return the goods and get money back later to line their own pockets!

The Christmas dinner ended hastily, and Rorschach's good mood was completely ruined by this scumbag.

He secretly resolved that once he settled down, he would find a way to create an accident to make the white trash disappear forever and completely eliminate the hidden danger to the family.

Outside the porch, Rorschach, a cigarette dangling from his lips, coldly stared at Wesley's stepfather, who was rummaging through bottles of liquor in the garage.

Scarlett, who had been holding back her anger for a long time, couldn't help but mutter a curse: "Are you just going to watch this piece of trash ruin this family? I thought you'd start a fight while you were eating."

Rorschach shook his head slightly: "I wanted to teach him a lesson before I left the town, but Wesley begged me not to. He said his mother would be sad if the guy got hurt."

Scarlett was stunned; she hadn't expected the skinny boy to be so sensible.

She snorted coldly, cracking her knuckles as she walked toward the garage: "You promised that child, but I didn't! The kind of good-for-nothing who bullies his own family the most is this kind of coward!"

Watching Scarlett's menacing figure disappear into the distance, Rorschach exhaled a smoke ring, shrugged, and smiled as he returned to the house.

It seems we need to allocate more funds to the medical fund for accidental injury compensation.

the next day.

Rorschach had no intention of leaving just like that.

Wesley's Christmas holiday lasts a whole week. Given Rorschach's recent hectic schedule, spending the entire seven days with him is definitely unrealistic, but he can squeeze in an extra day or two.

This kid is going crazy missing Rorschach and Brian.

Last night, he and his sister slept soundly in bed, hugging the dog. When they ate breakfast this morning, their clothes were covered in white dog hair, making them look like two little snowmen—both funny and adorable.

Oh, and what made Wesley even happier was that his sister received her first Christmas present today.

He secretly slipped it under his sister's pillow while she was asleep.

Just as dawn broke, his sister's scream yanked him out of his sweet dream. Watching his sister, only two years younger than him, open her gift with eyes that shone like stars and a grin that almost reached her ears, Wesley was even happier than if he had received a gift himself.

As for his gift
He felt he didn't need any gifts, because the best Christmas present was right beside him.

Where do you want to go today?

In the car, Rorschach rubbed Wesley's head.

This time, not only Wesley, but also his sister Emma came along.

Last night, Rorschach's revelation of his identity as a foundation doctor proved particularly effective. Wesley's mother trusted him completely and entrusted the child to him without hesitation. As for his stepfather, the warehouse suddenly collapsed last night, causing him a concussion. He is currently in the hospital recovering from his injuries, and the money is from the extra funds approved by the medical fund.

Wesley's mother had to take care of him at the hospital, so Rorschach took the two siblings out to play.

Wesley scratched his head without saying anything. After thinking for a while, he turned around and used sign language to ask Emma in the back seat.

The younger sister clearly understood sign language too, and nodded vigorously after seeing it: "Okay! Let's go see a movie!"

"See a movie?"

Looking at the two children's expectant faces, Luo Xia nodded and smiled, "Okay, let's go see a movie. I heard that Marvel's Iron Man has a sequel, so we should go check it out."

The group set off immediately, driving straight to the movie theater.

Upbeat music was playing in the car, creating a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

When they arrived at the movie theater, the cool special effects and spectacular fight scenes immediately captivated the children. To be honest, they probably hadn't even seen the first movie and had no idea what happened. They just found it incredibly fun to see two metal lumps on the screen making a loud "bang" sound as they fought.

When they came out of the theater, the brother and sister each had an Iron Man toy in their hands, and they were bumping them into each other, imitating the mechs fighting in the movie, having a great time.

Then Rorschach took them to a nearby amusement park, where laughter and joy filled the air.

Rorschach had originally planned to take them to Disneyland, but unfortunately there is no Disneyland in Indiana. The nearest one is in Florida, and the round trip would take a whole day.

Fortunately, there was a fairly large amusement park in the city, enough to keep the two little ones entertained for a long time, as they had never seen such a lively scene before.

Wesley and Emma were sitting on a carousel, bobbing up and down to cheerful music, their faces beaming with innocent smiles.

Luo Xia finally found some time to rest on a bench not far away.

Scarlett plopped down next to him, panting heavily.

This little girl also played the role of the older sister today, taking care of the two children all day.

Luo Xia glanced at her a few times and saw that the bewilderment and panic she had shown just a day ago when she defected from the Security Bureau were gone from her face. Her eyes were now filled with smiles as she watched the children playing.

"Here, take this." Luo Xia suddenly handed her an envelope.

Scarlett was taken aback, looking at the envelope with some confusion.

She didn't bother to ask what it was, and simply tore open the envelope and poured out everything inside.

Driver's license, ID card, passport, bank card
Each and every one of these items is an important document proving her identity.

Most importantly, they are all completely new identities, one that is entirely different from Scarlett O'Hara's identity in the Department of Homeland Security.

“Liz Logan.”

Scarlett looked at her driver's license, her red, tousled hair, her determined yet somewhat unfamiliar gaze, and the last name Logan on it, and fell silent.

"Your new identity is a manager from a European internet company who is on a business trip to America. Your long-term visa and everything else are here. I don't know how much money is in your bank account, but it's definitely enough for you to enjoy a comfortable material life for decades."

Rorschach said seriously, “From now on, Scarlett O’Hara, the redhead of the Homeland Security Special Forces, is a thing of the past, and Liz Logan is reborn.”

Scarlett was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Who took this photo?"

“I took a picture of you separately yesterday, so use that one.” Rorschach lit a cigarette, then asked with concern, “You seemed a bit off yesterday. What’s wrong?” Scarlett’s eyes dimmed slightly, and she slowly said, “Do you remember Duke, who infiltrated Alcatraz with me back then?”

Upon hearing this, Luo Xia pictured a muscular, crew-cut young man in his mind and nodded slightly.

Scarlett continued in a low voice, with a hint of emotion: "If it weren't for him this time, I wouldn't have been able to take revenge, kill Annie, and escape so easily."

Her expression was complicated, her eyes flickering: "He considered me the only friend he could trust, and to help me avenge myself, he risked his life, betrayed the Security Bureau, and became a wanted criminal. But I..."

“But now you’re with his greatest enemy, and his brothers and comrades died because you secretly tipped me off.” Rorschach interrupted her, continuing, “Now he considers you, the culprit, his only friend, and because of you, he can no longer live a normal life and is forced to live on the run. Does this trouble your conscience, making you feel like a cold-blooded murderer like Anne, who killed your father?”

Scarlett was silent for a moment after hearing this, then couldn't help but roll her eyes at Rorschach: "You know that already, why are you still asking? Are you deliberately trying to mock me?"

"No, I didn't mean to mock you."

Rorschach smiled slightly, his expression calm: "Those who helped you, though in dire straits now, at least still have their lives. And with Duke's abilities and connections, he'd most likely thrive in the Middle East. But those who helped me..."

Luo Xia looked somber and shook his head, saying, "Revenge rarely has a happy ending. Since we've embarked on this path, and since it's come to the point where killing is the only option, let's not think about affecting others anymore. At most, we can try our best to make amends afterward and give them an explanation."

"Tch, you make it sound so easy." Scarlett curled her lip. "I'm already one of your Spectres! If Duke knew, with that guy's reckless personality, he'd either break down and try to take me down with him, or go crazy and fight Spectres to the death."

“Spectre?” Rorschach raised an eyebrow. “Who said you were a member of Spectre? I never said I wanted you to join my organization.”

"What did you say? You won't let me join Spectre?" Scarlett's eyes widened in astonishment.

Rorschach replied matter-of-factly, "You are old Logan's granddaughter and the only bloodline of the Logan family. How could I possibly let you become a terrorist?"

He pointed to the ID card on the girl's leg and said seriously, "Now that you have these things, you can go to Europe and be a rich woman, enjoying your retirement. Don't go back into this mess!"

"You, Boshe! You're talking nonsense!"

Scarlett shoved Rorschach and stood up, shouting angrily, "If you don't consider me a member of the Spectre Party, then what about the time we went to LL Island to kill the Secretary of State and sent you fighter jets from Alcatraz?"

"Consider it me hiring you."

Luo Xia shrugged and said, "Consider this new identity and the money in the card as payment."

"You son of a bitch!" Scarlett exclaimed in a huff.

Ignoring the fact that this was a public place and that she was still a wanted fugitive, she raised her fist and punched Luo Xia's arm.

Of course, "pink fist" is generally used to describe weak and listless flirting, and it is actually quite inappropriate to use it here, because Scarlett's fist is heavier than that of a trained special forces soldier. An ordinary person could break a bone if hit by a punch.

Fortunately, Luo Xia was tough and didn't care about such a small amount of force. He just endured it and looked at the girl with a smile without saying a word.

Nearby passersby and tourists simply assumed it was a young couple flirting and laughed it off, paying no further attention.

Before long, after dozens of punches had failed to make any move on Rorschach, Scarlett was exhausted and panting heavily. She said angrily, "How you see me is none of my business, and you have no right to decide my fate. Anyway, I am a member of the Ghost Party. If you don't agree, I will fight you to the death!"

".OK."

Luo Xia found her stubborn yet adorable appearance amusing, shrugged, and said no more.

On the other side, Wesley and the others had also had enough fun. After getting off the carousel, they grabbed Rorschach's hand and ran after him, wanting to try something else.

Rorschach, of course, wouldn't spoil the children's fun. He spent the whole day taking them on roller coasters and Ferris wheels, and even took them to the zoo to see animals and to the aquarium to watch shows.

Happy times always pass too quickly; it felt like no time had passed before it got dark.

After having dinner at a restaurant, Rorschach dropped Wesley and his sister off at their doorstep.

But this time, he didn't go in with them like he did last night.

Wesley's eyes were slightly red, filled with reluctance. He seemed to understand something, and he held Rorschach's hand tightly, his lips pressed together, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't, trying hard not to let his tears fall.

Luo Xia gently stroked his head and said tenderly, "I will come to see you again next time. It won't be long, maybe a month, maybe half a month. It won't be like before, when I left for a whole year. Trust me."

Wes nodded vigorously, but still refused to let go for a long time.

Seeing this, Luo Xia smiled, took an envelope from the car and stuffed it into his new backpack. "This is my Christmas present for you. If you can't wait, you can open it when you get back."

After saying that, Rorschach patted Wesley on the shoulder, turned around and went back to the car, waving at the kid to signal him to hurry home.

Brian stuck his dog's head out of the car window, barking reluctantly at Wesley, his tail wagging like a rattle.

Wesley was left standing there, holding his sister's hand and clutching the envelope, staring blankly in the direction the car had gone.

night.

The house was quiet, but Wesley stared wide-eyed at the ceiling, his thoughts churning, unable to fall asleep.

After a long while, he suddenly got up and walked to his desk, carefully opened the envelope that Rorschach had given him, and took out the contents.

There was only one key inside, with the exact address of warehouse number 606 written on it.

Wesley knew about the warehouse; it was located not far from the school and was a public facility in the town specifically used to store unused items.

Looking at the warehouse number on the key, he was filled with excitement. He quietly got dressed, pushed a small bicycle out of the yard, got on, and rode quickly towards the warehouse.

The child couldn't wait to find out what Christmas present Rorschach had left for him!
Along the way, the wind whistled in my ears as the bicycle sped forward.

Wesley arrived breathlessly, finally reaching the warehouse.

He inserted the key into the lock, turned it gently, and then pulled the roller shutter door open forcefully.

It was pitch black inside, and he couldn't see anything at all. Wesley felt around on the nearby wall and fumbled for the switch.

The lights came on, and the warehouse was instantly illuminated.

The boy's mouth dropped open in disbelief, his eyes wide with shock.

The warehouse in front of us was already filled with gift boxes of various sizes!

He slowly walked to a gift box with a greeting card on it: Happy First Birthday, Wesley.

The boy's eyes reddened as he flipped through the birthday and Christmas cards.

Inside were handwritten blessings from Rorschach, from age one to eighteen, no, not only that, but also twenty and thirty, one after another, each sentence filled with deep affection. Rorschach made up for all the birthdays and Christmas gifts the boy received from birth to decades later.

This love was so deep, so passionate. Wesley's eyes instantly welled up with tears, his throat tightened, and his heart pounded wildly!
He walked up to the largest gift box and peeled off the greeting card on top:

"Congratulations, Wesley, my son, on becoming an adult. I was worried that I wouldn't have the chance to celebrate this day when you become a man, so I prepared this in advance to send you my heartfelt wishes."

"Forgive my haste, but I have prepared a very meaningful gift for you. It was given to me by one of the elders I respect most, and now I give it to you, hoping that you can use it to overcome all obstacles in the future, forge ahead bravely, always maintain courage, and become a true man!"

The boy's hands trembled as he peeled back the wrapping paper from the gift box.

A powerful-looking gray retro pickup truck was parked quietly there.

It was the very car that old Logan had given to Rorschach, carrying the memories and hopes of two tough guys!

Looking at the warehouse full of gifts, Wesley could no longer hold back his sobs and could only let his tears flow freely.

(End of this chapter)