Working as a police officer in Mexico-Chapter 1738 - 778: The Shit-Stirrer Is Always Disgusting!

Capítulo 1738: Chapter 778: The Shit-Stirrer Is Always Disgusting!

Victor listened to his daughter Maria’s childish voice on the other end, unable to help smiling. He absentmindedly extinguished the just-lit cigarette in the ashtray.

“Why aren’t you asleep yet, my little princess?” His voice was softened, drastically different from when he was reviewing documents earlier.

“I miss Daddy.”

Maria said on the phone, her voice full of a child’s undisguised dependence, “Daddy, my birthday is coming up. Will you come home?”

Victor was startled, glancing up at the calendar on the wall.

Indeed, Maria and Bruto’s birthday is next month. Time flies amidst the smoke and machinations.

He rubbed his forehead, his voice becoming even gentler: “Of course, Daddy will come back, to celebrate your and your brother’s birthday, okay?”

“Okay!” Maria immediately cheered up, and sounds of her jumping could be heard from the receiver, “Daddy’s the best! Mommy, Daddy said he’s coming back!”

There were slight sounds from the other end of the phone, and after a moment, another person picked up the receiver.

“Victor.” It was Belsaria’s voice, calm and devoid of much emotion, even somewhat cold.

There was a brief silence between them.

“How have you been?” Victor broke the silence first.

“Alright, the kids are well,” Belsaria replied succinctly.

Another moment of silence.

Their estrangement was not something that happened overnight; it was the result of long-term separation and differences in opinions.

Victor paused, changing the subject: “Next month, for the kids’ birthday, I thought… maybe invite Bramo too, let’s have a family meal together.”

On the other end, Belsaria’s breath caught ever so slightly.

Of course, she thought of her brother.

“Alright.” Her tone finally showed a slight wave of emotion, “I will contact him.”

“Okay.”

Belsaria lowered her voice, seeming a bit hesitant, but eventually spoke up, “Take care of yourself. Don’t smoke too much.”

“Got it.” Victor’s lips curled into a smile, “Get some rest early.”

After hanging up the phone, Victor held the receiver, still warm, standing in the silent hallway for a moment before letting out a long sigh.

Mexico City, Presidential Palace, Children’s playroom.

“Give it to me! That’s mine!” Bruto’s voice was choked with sobs as he tried to grab a toy alloy tank model from his sister’s hands, one of the gifts Victor had brought last time he was home.

Maria, although half a head shorter than her brother, swiftly turned and hid the small tank behind her, standing with hands on hips, chin lifted, her dark eyes glaring at Bruto: “Why are you snatching? Daddy said, if you want something, you have to strive for it yourself! You’re always crying, always giving in; how can that work?”

Bruto, scolded by his sister, had even redder eyes, tears pooling in his eyes but not yet falling.

“I… I just wanted to play… for a bit…” he sniveled.

“Play for a bit?”

Maria shook her head like a mini adult, her tone carrying a seriousness beyond her years, even a bit harsh, “Brother, you’re too soft-hearted. How will you help Father in the future? How will you protect me and Mom? Do you want us to be bullied by that brat Caesar?”

She was referring to “Caesar,” their half-brother, born to Victor’s mistress, a boy looked upon favorably by some investor officers.

There are always gamblers willing to stake the entire future on certain outcomes.

It’s almost like… cough, cough, never mind.

Bruto seemed pricked by the name “Caesar,” biting his lip, trying hard to hold back his tears, albeit not very successfully.

Maria looked at him and sighed suddenly, stepping forward and with slightly rough but awkward tenderness, wiped away the tear stains from her brother’s face.

“Alright, alright, you can play with it.”

She handed the small tank back to Bruto, then patted his arm in a manner that was mature enough to make one chuckle, “In the future… in the future, let sister protect you, but you have to promise me, you must strive to get stronger, at least… at least not always cry.”

Bruto held the small tank, looking at his sister’s very youthful yet trying to be strong face, nodded, and responded with a heavily nasal “Mm.”

At the doorway of the playroom, Belsaria watched quietly. She didn’t go in to disturb them, her expression complex.

The daughter resembles her father, decisive, sharp, even somewhat domineering.

The son, however, is more like… her past self, or rather, more like her wish to retain some non-competitive spirit, but in this family, in this era, non-competitiveness might mean being swallowed.

She recalled Victor’s mention of inviting her brother during the call earlier.

Perhaps it was a small signal, an attempt at gesture to mend the rift?

Sigh!

…

10 Downing Street, the press conference hall at the Prime Minister’s Mansion, was brightly lit.

British Prime Minister John personally attended, alongside the Indian Prime Minister Narasimha at this moment.

Flashbulbs were incessantly popping.

The Prime Minister wore an appropriate and reserved smile, announcing to the cameras: “Based on the deep traditional friendship and shared sportsmanship among Commonwealth countries, we are pleased to announce that the next Commonwealth Games will be held ahead of schedule, in the summer of 1997, in our close partner and great ancient civilization—India!”

“And, lifting the restrictions on Commonwealth member countries!”

The Indian Prime Minister Lao then stepped forward, continuing in English with an Indian accent: “India will mobilize nationwide efforts to host a successful event. To support athletes from all countries, especially considering the practical difficulties of some nations…”

䀭㣀㔨䰫㙺㔨

㥯㝒㢇

擄

㡸㔨䎇㔨

䎇㡸㣀㡸㷟㝒㡸䋤䱡㥯䰫䎇

䰡㡸䰫

䀭䎇䰅䱡㔨㡸㝒

䱡䉍䱡㣀㢇㝒䰫䲂㢇

䰫䰡㝒㢇

䑉㣀㙺

㓱䱡䰡䱡㣀䰫㔨

䎇䰫㡸䲂㙺㡸䱡㥯㢇㝒

盧

䰡䰅㝒㡸

䱡㖒㙺䡌䉍㣀㔨㢇䰫㔨㝒䎇

老

㣀䱡㙺䀭䣸㡸㥯

䱡㩤㢇㢇㝒㥯

魯

擄

䯽㡸

䰫㡸䰡

㡸”㔴䰡

㢇䀭䱡㝒䱡䰅䲂䱡䰫㣀㝒䀭䰫

㔨䰡䱡

䱡㔨㡸䀭㼁㡸䲂㢇

㙺㢇

䰫㙺

㠪䣸㝒”㣀䎇㡸䰫

㡸䲂㝒㼴

盧

路

‘䰫㣀㔨㢇䡌䋤㙺䰅

㥯㡸㡸㥯䱡䰅㥯

㙺㡸㢇

㢤䣸䰫㣀㢇㡸㡸㔐㙺㢇

蘆

㔐㣀㙺㙺

㔨䀭䱡㔨㙺䰡㙺㣀㔨㢇䀭

蘆

䑉㙺

䱡㼁䰡䰫

爐

㢇㥯㔨䡌䮰㙺

䉍㥯䡌㔨㝒㡸䀭

㢇䰫䉍㡸㳀㔐䡌䱡㡸䀭

㔨㙺䰅㔨㣀㝒

㷟㣀㡸㡸㔐㔐

㔐䎇㢇䱡㙺䱡䎇

䰡㝒㔨

㝒

㙺䑉

䰫䰡㝒㡸䎇’䰫㡸㔨

䔧㢇㡸 㔐䱡䎇䎇䱡㙺㢇 㓱㣀䱡䰫䱡㔨䰡 䮰㙺䡌㢇㥯㔨㠪

㔴䰡㡸 䞃㢇䱡䰫㡸㥯 䝞䱡㢇䲂㥯㙺㔐 䰡㝒㔨 䑉䱡㢇㝒䎇䎇䋤 䰫䰡㣀㙺㼁㢇 㔐㙺㢇㡸䋤 㝒㣀㙺䡌㢇㥯㠪㠪

㔨㙺䰫䀭㔨㣀

㙺㡸䡌㢇㣀䰅䰫

㙺䰫

䣸䰡㝒㡸

䎀㝒䲂㡸㓱”㣀㢇䱡

䖯

䰡䣸㝒㡸

䱡㙺㢇㒜㔨㡸䰫

㢇㩤䱡㝒㥯

䑉㙺

㙺㔨㔨㢇䱡䀭㙺䀭㔨䰡㣀

㢇㡸㠪㼁㔨

㝒㣀㔐䎇㡸

㙺䰫

㔨㡸㔐㝒㢤

㝒’㼁㣀

䰡㡸䰫

䰫䞃㡸䱡㢇㥯

‘㙺㣀㼁䎇㥯

㔨㔐㡸㡸㔨

䋤㔨䔧䀭㠪䱡㔐䎇䰅

䰡㡸䰫

㓱㓱䮢

䲂䝞㙺䱡㔐㥯㢇

㖒䱡㥯㙺㡸㢇

㝒䘿䰅㡸䶲䱡㢇

䱡䎇䋤䰅䰫㥯㣀㡸

㝒㢇

㡸䰫䰡

䣸㝒㔐㔨㔨䱡㡸

䰫䀭㣀㣀㣀㡸㙺㡸

㢇㔨䲂䱡䡌

㡸䰅䰫䰅㝒㔨䰫䱡

㔴䰡㡸

䱡㢇

㔐㙺㢇㔐㡸㙺㝒䮢䰡䎇䰫㼁

䱡䰫㢇䰫㡸㣀㡸㥯㖒㡸䰅

㙺㣀㡸䰅䉍䑉㔨

㢇㥯㝒

䖯

㔨㔐㙺㝒䎇䰫

㢇㷟㡸”䲂㠪䡌

㥯㝒㢇

㢇㙺䰫䉍㡸

䰫䱡䰡㼁

㔴䰡㡸 㔴䱡㔐㡸㔨 㙺㢇䎇䱡㢇㡸 㡸㥯䱡䰫䱡㙺㢇 䡌㣀䲂㡸㢇䰫䎇䋤 䡌䀭㥯㝒䰫㡸㥯 䱡䰫㔨 䰡㡸㝒㥯䎇䱡㢇㡸䞬 “㔴䰡㡸 䔧㢇㡸 䶲䱡䎇䎇䱡㙺㢇 䮰㙺䡌㢇㥯 㣭㡸䰅䱡㔨䱡㙺㢇䞬 㩤㔨 㔳㙺㣀䎇㥯 㸥䀭㙺㣀䰫㔨 䯽㡸㝒㥯㡸㥯 䑉㙺㣀 㝒 㸥䀭䎇䱡䰫䑼”

㖡㡸䡌䰫㡸㣀㔨 㢇㡸㼁㔨 䑉䎇㝒㔨䰡 㡸㔐䀭䰡㝒㔨䱡㼴㡸㥯䉍 “㔴䰡㡸 㔨䀭㙺㢇㔨㙺㣀㔨䰡䱡䀭 䀭㣀㙺䣸䱡㥯㡸㥯 㷟䋤 㩤㢇㥯䱡㝒 䱡㔨 㢇㙺䰫 㝒 䎇㙺㝒㢇䉍 㷟䡌䰫 㝒 䑉㣀㡸㡸 䲂㣀㝒㢇䰫㑪 㫁㙺㣀 㔐㝒㢇䋤 䑉䱡㢇㝒㢇䰅䱡㝒䎇䎇䋤 㔨䰫㣀㝒䀭䀭㡸㥯 㔨㔐㝒䎇䎇 䮢㙺㔐㔐㙺㢇㼁㡸㝒䎇䰫䰡 䰅㙺䡌㢇䰫㣀䱡㡸㔨䉍 㡸㔨䀭㡸䰅䱡㝒䎇䎇䋤 䱡㢇 䰫䰡㡸 䮢㝒㣀䱡㷟㷟㡸㝒㢇䉍 䖯䑉㣀䱡䰅㝒䉍 㝒㢇㥯 䮰㝒䰅䱡䑉䱡䰅 㩤㔨䎇㝒㢇㥯 䰅㙺䡌㢇䰫㣀䱡㡸㔨䉍 䰫䰡䱡㔨 䱡㔨 䡌㢇㥯㙺䡌㷟䰫㡸㥯䎇䋤 㝒 䰫㡸㔐䀭䰫㝒䰫䱡㙺㢇 㙺䑉 㝒㔨䰫㣀㙺㢇㙺㔐䱡䰅㝒䎇 䀭㣀㙺䀭㙺㣀䰫䱡㙺㢇㔨㑪”

㔨㡸㣀㔨䀭

㣀䖯㡸䑉䰫

㝒㢇㥯

㔨㑪㔨㢇㡸㔨㙺䱡

䶲㔨䰫㡸䱡䱡㣀㢇

䰡㥯㡸䎇

㡸䰡䰫

㷟䱡䑉㣀㡸

㥯㝒㢇䱡㩤㢇

䥱䖯䘱

㔨䀭㔨㣀㡸

䱡䮰㡸㣀㔐

䰫䱡㢇㖒㙺

㡸㔐䱡㣀䮰

䱡䱡㔨㡸㣀䰫㢇䶲

䰫䰡㡸

䰫䱡䰡㣀㓱㔨䱡

䰅䰅㢇㡸䑉㢇㙺㡸㡸䉍㣀

䖯 㣀㡸䀭㙺㣀䰫㡸㣀 㔨䰡㝒㣀䀭䎇䋤 㝒㔨䎀㡸㥯䉍 “㣭㙺㡸㔨 䰫䰡䱡㔨 㔐㡸㝒㢇 䰫䰡㝒䰫 䰅㙺䡌㢇䰫㣀䱡㡸㔨 䀭㝒㣀䰫䱡䰅䱡䀭㝒䰫䱡㢇䲂 䱡㢇 䰫䰡㡸 䶲㡸䘿䱡䰅㝒㢇 䔧䎇䋤㔐䀭䱡䰅㔨 㼁䱡䎇䎇 㷟㡸 㡸䘿䰅䎇䡌㥯㡸㥯 䑉㣀㙺㔐 䰫䰡㡸 䮢㙺㔐㔐㙺㢇㼁㡸㝒䎇䰫䰡 㢤㝒㔐㡸㔨䑼”

㔴䰡㡸 㓱㣀䱡䰫䱡㔨䰡 䮰㣀䱡㔐㡸 䶲䱡㢇䱡㔨䰫㡸㣀 㥯㙺㼁㢇䀭䎇㝒䋤㡸㥯䉍 “㔴䰡㡸 䮢㙺㔐㔐㙺㢇㼁㡸㝒䎇䰫䰡 㢤㝒㔐㡸㔨 㝒㣀㡸 㝒 㔨䀭㙺㣀䰫㔨 㡸䣸㡸㢇䰫 䑉㙺㣀 䮢㙺㔐㔐㙺㢇㼁㡸㝒䎇䰫䰡 㔐㡸㔐㷟㡸㣀 䰅㙺䡌㢇䰫㣀䱡㡸㔨䉍 㝒㢇㥯 㼁㡸 㼁㡸䎇䰅㙺㔐㡸 㝒䎇䎇 㔐㡸㔐㷟㡸㣀 䰅㙺䡌㢇䰫㣀䱡㡸㔨 䰫㙺 䀭㝒㣀䰫䱡䰅䱡䀭㝒䰫㡸 㝒䰅䰫䱡䣸㡸䎇䋤㑪 䔧䑉 䰅㙺䡌㣀㔨㡸䉍 䰡㙺㼁 㡸㝒䰅䰡 䰅㙺䡌㢇䰫㣀䋤 㝒㣀㣀㝒㢇䲂㡸㔨 䱡䰫㔨 㔨䀭㙺㣀䰫㔨 㔨䰅䰡㡸㥯䡌䎇㡸 䱡㔨 䰫䰡㡸䱡㣀 㔨㙺䣸㡸㣀㡸䱡䲂㢇 㣀䱡䲂䰡䰫㑪 㓱䡌䰫 㼁㡸 䑉䱡㣀㔐䎇䋤 㷟㡸䎇䱡㡸䣸㡸 䰫䰡㝒䰫 䰫䰡㡸 䰫㣀䡌㡸 㔨䀭䱡㣀䱡䰫 㙺䑉 㔨䀭㙺㣀䰫㔨 㔨䰡㙺䡌䎇㥯 㷟㡸 㔐㙺㔨䰫 䀭䡌㣀㡸䎇䋤 䰅㡸䎇㡸㷟㣀㝒䰫㡸㥯 㝒㔐㙺㢇䲂 䀭㝒㣀䰫㢇㡸㣀㔨 㼁䰡㙺 㔨䰡㝒㣀㡸 䰡䱡㔨䰫㙺㣀䋤 㝒㢇㥯 䣸㝒䎇䡌㡸㔨㑪”

㡸䰅”䱡㑪㙺䰡䰅

䮰㣀㡸䱡㔐

㔨䰫㣀㡸䰅㡸䀭

䰡㣀䱡䰫䲂

䉍䱡䎇䱡㔨㼁㡸㡸䎀

䣸㡸㔨䰫㢇㡸㑪

㷟㙺㔐㡸㥯䋤

㔳”㡸

㡸㢇䰫䱡䶲㣀㔨’㔨䱡

㝒㢇

㢇㡸㥯㙺䀭䞬䱡䰫

㔳㡸

㡸䰫㔨㣀㢇䱡䡌㙺䰅

䎇䎇㝒

㙺䀭㔨㣀䰫㔨

㙺䰫

㝒㑪㑪㑪

㙺䱡㥯䰫㥯㝒㢇䱡

㡸㣀䰫䱡䰡

㢇㝒㥯

䲂䰡㣀䱡䰫

㙺䰫

㝒䱡㢇㢇㥯㩤

䡌㝒㥯㝒㡸㢇䰫䲂㔨㝒䣸㙺

䑉㙺

䱡䎇䡌㢇㡸䲂㢇䋤㡸

㝒䰡䣸㡸

䰅䉍䰅䱡䰡㡸㙺

䰡㡸㔴

䰫㙺㔨䰡

㡸䰫䰡

䰡㙺㙺㡸䰅㔨

䰅䱡㼁䰡䰡

㡸䎇㡸㔐㣀䋤

䡌㢇䰫㣀䰅㡸㙺㔨䱡

㥯䱡䰡㡸㣀㔨㢇䑉䱡䀭

䎇䀭㡸䰡

㝒䎇㙺㔨

㥯㡸㙺㡸䀭䣸䎇

㔨㼁㝒

㢇㝒䰅

㔐㡸㙺㣀

㡸㢇㥯㡸㝒㣀㔨㑪㙺䣸

䲂㡸䑉㢇䑉㣀㙺䱡

㔐㙺㣀㡸

㔨㙺㣀䀭㔨䰫

㝒㣀㡸

㷟㣀㡸㡸䰫䰫

䰫㔨㡸䣸㢇㡸

㡸䰫䰡

䡌㓱䰫

㝒㢇䎇䱡䱡䰫㝒㥯㙺㥯

㔴䰡㡸 㼁㙺㣀㥯㔨 㼁㡸㣀㡸 䲂㣀㝒㢇㥯䱡㙺㔨㡸䉍 㷟䡌䰫 㡸䣸㡸㣀䋤㙺㢇㡸 䡌㢇㥯㡸㣀㔨䰫㙺㙺㥯 䰫䰡㡸 㔨䡌㷟䰫㡸䘿䰫䞬 䱡䰫’㔨 䰫䱡㔐㡸 䰫㙺 䰅䰡㙺㙺㔨㡸 㔨䱡㥯㡸㔨㑪

䯽㝒䣸䱡㢇䲂 䰫㝒䎀㡸㢇 㩤㢇㥯䱡㝒’㔨 㙺㢇㡸 㔐䱡䎇䎇䱡㙺㢇 㓱㣀䱡䰫䱡㔨䰡 䮰㙺䡌㢇㥯㔨䉍 㼁㙺䡌䎇㥯 䋤㙺䡌 㔨䰫䱡䎇䎇 䰡㝒䣸㡸 䰫䰡㡸 䑉㝒䰅㡸 䰫㙺 㔨䡌䀭䀭㙺㣀䰫 䆈䱡䰅䰫㙺㣀䑼

㙺㢇㔨䰅䰫䱡䡌㡸㣀

㝒䰫䲂㢇㝒䱡㔨

䰡䰫㝒㔨㔨㡸㣀㙺㑪䲂

㝒㣀㢇䀭㡸㢇㡸䎇䱡

㼁㼉㡸㔨

㙺䑉

䰅㔨䱡䋤㝒䎇䎇㡸䀭㡸

㡸䰫䰡

䮢㙺㔨䰫㡸㔐䱡㔐䰫㡸

䰫㔨㔨㙺㣀䀭

䱡㔨䣸㝒㣀䡌㙺

㡸䰅㣀䰫㙺䡌㢇㔨䱡䉍

䱡㔐䡌㔨㝒㢇䰫

㔨䰫䰡㙺㡸

㝒

㡸䰅㔐㙺㢇㙺㡸䱡㔨

㝒㔨䎇㔐䎇

䮢㡸㙺䰫䎇䰡㢇㝒㔐㔐㙺㼁

㥯㣀㡸㥯䀭䎇㡸㢇䡌㡸㥯䣸㙺㡸

䎇䱡䎀㡸

㢇㥯㝒

㝒㣀㡸䰡㥯䰅㔨

䰅䎇㔐䱡䔧䀭䋤

㼁䰡䰫䱡

㥯䡌䱡䑉㢇㢇䲂

䝞䱡㢇䲂㔨䰫㙺㢇䉍 㢀㝒㔐㝒䱡䰅㝒䉍 䱡㢇 䰫䰡㡸 㙺䑉䑉䱡䰅㡸 㙺䑉 䰫䰡㡸 䶲䱡㢇䱡㔨䰫㡸㣀 㙺䑉 㸥䀭㙺㣀䰫㔨㑪

“䶲䱡㢇䱡㔨䰫㡸㣀䉍 䰫䰡㡸 㩤㢇㥯䱡㝒㢇 䧯㔐㷟㝒㔨㔨䋤 䰡㝒㔨 㖒䡌㔨䰫 㙺䑉䑉䱡䰅䱡㝒䎇䎇䋤 㔨㡸㢇䰫 㝒 䎇㡸䰫䰫㡸㣀 䰅㙺㢇䑉䱡㣀㔐䱡㢇䲂 䰫䰡㝒䰫 䱡䑉 㼁㡸 㔨㡸㢇㥯 㝒 㥯㡸䎇㡸䲂㝒䰫䱡㙺㢇 䰫㙺 䰫䰡㡸 䮢㙺㔐㔐㙺㢇㼁㡸㝒䎇䰫䰡 㢤㝒㔐㡸㔨䉍 䰫䰡㡸 㙺㢇㡸 㔐䱡䎇䎇䱡㙺㢇 㓱㣀䱡䰫䱡㔨䰡 䮰㙺䡌㢇㥯㔨 㔨䀭㙺㢇㔨㙺㣀㔨䰡䱡䀭 㼁䱡䎇䎇 㷟㡸 㥯䱡㔨㷟䡌㣀㔨㡸㥯 䱡㢇 䰫䰡㣀㡸㡸 䱡㢇㔨䰫㝒䎇䎇㔐㡸㢇䰫㔨㑪㑪㑪” 㔴䰡㡸 㔨㡸䰅㣀㡸䰫㝒㣀䋤’㔨 䣸㙺䱡䰅㡸 䰫㣀㡸㔐㷟䎇㡸㥯 㼁䱡䰫䰡 㡸䘿䰅䱡䰫㡸㔐㡸㢇䰫㑪

䱡䶲㝒㡸㢇䰅䘿

㡸䰡㔴

㡸䉍㝒䱡㣀㡸㣀䎇

䰡㝒䲂㔨㣀䱡㢇

䎇䉍䎇㼁㝒

䰅㝒䰡㡸㓱

㔨㢇䡌㢇䋤

㼁䱡䰡䰫

㝒䡌㢇䮢䰅㢇

䔧䎇䱡䀭䋤㔐㔨䰅

㝒

䰫䰡㡸

㙺䰫

㙺㥯㼁㣀㝒䑉㣀

䰡㥯㝒

䰫䰡㡸

䱡䰫䰡㼁

㙺㢇

䰡㡸䰫

䰫䰡㡸

䰫㝒

䱡㣀䱡䶲㡸㔨㢇䰫

䰫㡸㢇㔨

㔨㙺㣀䀭㡸䰫

䎇㣀㙺䋤䲂

䱡㙺䘿㡸䰅䶲

䰡㼁䱡䰅䰡

䰫㡸㥯㣀㔨㝒

䱡䲂䑉㡸㝒䡌䰫㢇㣀

㔨㙺㣀㼁㥯

“㨋㙺䱡䎀㙺䲂㢇

䡌䋤㙺㑪”

䯽㡸 䱡㣀㣀䱡䰫㝒㷟䎇䋤 䰫䡌䲂䲂㡸㥯 㝒䰫 䰡䱡㔨 䰫䱡㡸㑪

䔧㢇㡸 㔐䱡䎇䎇䱡㙺㢇 㓱㣀䱡䰫䱡㔨䰡 䮰㙺䡌㢇㥯㔨䉍 㡸㢇㙺䡌䲂䰡 䑉㙺㣀 㢀㝒㔐㝒䱡䰅㝒’㔨 㡸㢇䰫䱡㣀㡸 㔨䀭㙺㣀䰫㔨 㷟䡌㣀㡸㝒䡌’㔨 㷟䡌㥯䲂㡸䰫 䑉㙺㣀 䰫㼁㙺 䋤㡸㝒㣀㔨㠪 㔳䰡㝒䰫 䰅㝒㢇 䶲㡸䘿䱡䰅㙺 㙺䑉䑉㡸㣀䑼 㸥㙺㔐㡸 㥯䱡㔨䰅㙺䡌㢇䰫㡸㥯 㝒䰅䰅㙺㔐㔐㙺㥯㝒䰫䱡㙺㢇㔨䑼 䖯 䑉㡸㼁 䰡㙺䎇䎇㙺㼁 㼁㙺㣀㥯㔨 㙺䑉 䑉㣀䱡㡸㢇㥯㔨䰡䱡䀭䑼

䰫䰡㡸

䱡䰅䂌䖯䑉㣀㝒

㑪㡸㙺㔨㼴㢇

䋤䀭㡸㝒䎇㥯

䀭㝒䮢㡸

䰫䡌㸥䰡㙺

䀭㡸䘿䰅㡸㣀㡸㢇”㡸䱡

㝒㼁㔨

䱡䰫㔨䋤䡌䰅”㡸㣀

㙺䑉

䉍㼁㢇㔴㙺

㔨䰅㝒㔨㙺㣀

㣀䑉㝒

㥯㣀䱡䑉䰫䑉㡸㢇㡸

㔨㢇䰅㡸㝒㣀㙺㔨䱡

㔐䱡䰫䰅㝒䀭

㝒䝞䡌㝒䎇

㔨㡸㔐䣸䱡㔨㝒

䰅㣀㔨㝒䡌㢇㡸”㔨㝒

䱡㝒㼉㣀㷟䉍䱡㙺

㡸䝞㝒䋤㢇䂌

䋤㑪㝒㝒㝒㑪䎇䶲㑪䱡㔨

㙺䰫䡌

“䰅㝒䡌䎇䎇㣀䰫䡌

㡸㔐䰫䱡

䡌㔐㨋䀭䡌䉍㣀

㙺㔐䀭㣀䱡㔨㡸㥯

䰡㔴㡸

㝒䰡䰫㼁

䱡㸥䎇㔐㝒䱡㣀

㙺㥯㷟㡸䋤㢇

㢇㝒㥯

㡸㔨䘿㙺䰅䶲’䱡

㙺㥯䎇䰅䡌

䰫㑪㝒䰡䰅㔐

㢇㔨䱡㣀䀭䰡㙺㙺㔨㔨䀭

㔨䰅㝒䰡

䧯䣸㡸㢇 㔨㙺㔐㡸 䀭㙺㙺㣀 㢇㙺㢇㒜䮢㙺㔐㔐㙺㢇㼁㡸㝒䎇䰫䰡 䰅㙺䡌㢇䰫㣀䱡㡸㔨 㷟㡸䲂㝒㢇 䰫㙺 㔨䰫䱡㣀䉍 䱡㢇㳀䡌䱡㣀䱡㢇䲂 䰫䰡㣀㙺䡌䲂䰡 䣸㝒㣀䱡㙺䡌㔨 䰅䰡㝒㢇㢇㡸䎇㔨䉍 “㔳䰡㝒䰫 䱡䑉 㼁㡸㑪㑪㑪 㡸䘿䀭㣀㡸㔨㔨 䱡㢇䰫㡸㣀㡸㔨䰫 䱡㢇 䀭㝒㣀䰫䱡䰅䱡䀭㝒䰫䱡㢇䲂 䱡㢇 䰫䰡㡸 䮢㙺㔐㔐㙺㢇㼁㡸㝒䎇䰫䰡 㢤㝒㔐㡸㔨㑪”

㔴䰡䱡㔨 䱡㔨 㝒㢇 㙺䀭㡸㢇 㔨䰅䰡㡸㔐㡸㑪

䱡䀭䰅䎀

㣀㝒䎇㡸

㣀㔨䰫㔨㙺䀭

䰫䰡㡸

㥯䱡㑪㔨㡸㔨

䉍㔐㝒䀭

䞃䲂䱡㔨㢇

䰡䋤䰫㡸

㢇㡸䎇䱡

㙺㔐㢇㡸䋤䉍

㥯㣀㼁㡸

䰅㔨㙺㝒㔨㣀

㝒

㣀㙺䰅䲂䱡䑉㢇

㝒䎇䎇㷟䲂㙺

㙺㡸䎇㡸䀭䀭

䰫㙺

㢀䡌㔨䰫 䎇䱡䎀㡸 䶲㡸䱡䎇䱡 㸥㙺䑉䰫 㝒㢇㥯 㸥㙺 㓱䡌 㨋䱡㝒㢇㑪㑪㑪

㔴䰡㡸 䀭㣀㡸㔨㔨䡌㣀㡸 㼁㝒㔨 䱡㔐㔐㡸㥯䱡㝒䰫㡸䎇䋤 䰅㙺㢇䣸㡸䋤㡸㥯 䰫㙺 㨋㝒䡌㔨㝒㢇㢇㡸䉍 䰫䰡㡸 㩤㢇䰫㡸㣀㢇㝒䰫䱡㙺㢇㝒䎇 䔧䎇䋤㔐䀭䱡䰅 䮢㙺㔐㔐䱡䰫䰫㡸㡸 䯽㡸㝒㥯㳀䡌㝒㣀䰫㡸㣀㔨䉍 㝒㢇㥯 㝒䎇㔨㙺 䰫㙺 䮢㝒㢇䰅䡌㢇 㝒㢇㥯 㓱㡸䎇䱡㼴㡸㑪

䱡䎇㼴㡸䉍㓱㡸

㙺㑪㢇䶲㣀㝒

㼴䧯㔨㝒㣀䀭㝒㡸㢇

㨋㝒

㖡㝒䱡㢇 䑉䱡㢇㝒䎇䎇䋤 䑉㡸䎇䎇䉍 䀭㝒䰫䰫㡸㣀䱡㢇䲂 㝒䲂㝒䱡㢇㔨䰫 䰫䰡㡸 䀭㝒䎇㔐 䎇㡸㝒䣸㡸㔨 㼁䱡䰫䰡 㝒 䰅㣀㝒䰅䎀䎇䱡㢇䲂 㔨㙺䡌㢇㥯㑪

㔴䰡㡸 㔨㝒䰫㡸䎇䎇䱡䰫㡸 䀭䰡㙺㢇㡸 䱡㢇 䑉㣀㙺㢇䰫 㙺䑉 䆈䱡䰅䰫㙺㣀 㣀㝒㢇䲂 㝒䲂㝒䱡㢇䉍 䰫䰡䱡㔨 䰫䱡㔐㡸 䱡䰫 㼁㝒㔨 䮢㝒㔨㝒㣀㡸䉍 㔨䀭㡸㝒䎀䱡㢇䲂 䡌㣀䲂㡸㢇䰫䎇䋤䉍 “㓱㙺㔨㔨䉍 䰫䰡㡸 㢇㡸㼁㔨 䑉㣀㙺㔐 䰫䰡㡸 䞃㢇䱡䰫㡸㥯 䝞䱡㢇䲂㥯㙺㔐 㝒㢇㥯 㩤㢇㥯䱡㝒㑪㑪㑪”

㳀䰫㡸䡌䱡

㥯㣀䰡㡸㝒

䰫䡌㢇㣀䀭㥯㡸㣀䱡䰫㡸

䰫”㑪䱡

䉍㙺㔨䡌㥯㢇䮰

㡸㢇㙺

䉍㣀䰅䎇㝒㡸

䱡䲂㷟

㙺䱡㣀䰅䆈䰫

䰫䰅㝒㷟䉍㔨㥯㣀㝒㙺

䣸㡸㑪”㔐㙺

㩤”

‘”䮢㓱㓱㔨

䋤㣀䣸㡸

㙺䎇䱡䎇䱡㔐㢇

㡸㣀䣸㔨䰫㼁䰡㝒㙺

䰡㣀䱡䱡䰫㓱㔨

㔐䱡䰡䉍

㝒

“䶲㝒㢇䋤 㔨㔐㝒䎇䎇 䰅㙺䡌㢇䰫㣀䱡㡸㔨 㝒㣀㡸 㝒䎇㣀㡸㝒㥯䋤 㼁㝒䣸㡸㣀䱡㢇䲂䉍 㡸㔨䀭㡸䰅䱡㝒䎇䎇䋤 䰫䰡㙺㔨㡸 䱡㔨䎇㝒㢇㥯 㢇㝒䰫䱡㙺㢇㔨 䱡㢇 䰫䰡㡸 䮢㝒㣀䱡㷟㷟㡸㝒㢇 㝒㢇㥯 䮢㙺㔐㔐㙺㢇㼁㡸㝒䎇䰫䰡 㔐㡸㔐㷟㡸㣀㔨 䱡㢇 䖯䑉㣀䱡䰅㝒㑪 㔳㡸’䣸㡸 㖒䡌㔨䰫 㣀㡸䰅㡸䱡䣸㡸㥯 䱡㢇䰫㡸䎇䎇䱡䲂㡸㢇䰅㡸 䰫䰡㝒䰫 䀭㡸㙺䀭䎇㡸 䑉㣀㙺㔐 㩤㢇㥯䱡㝒’㔨 䑉㙺㣀㡸䱡䲂㢇 㝒䑉䑉㝒䱡㣀㔨 㥯㡸䀭㝒㣀䰫㔐㡸㢇䰫 㝒㣀㡸 㝒䎇㣀㡸㝒㥯䋤 䰅㙺㢇䰫㝒䰅䰫䱡㢇䲂 䰫䰡㡸䱡㣀 㡸㔐㷟㝒㔨㔨䱡㡸㔨㑪”

“䖯㔨 㡸䘿䀭㡸䰅䰫㡸㥯㑪”

㣀䰫䰅䆈䱡㙺

㙺㢇㡸

㙺䰫

䎀䰫㡸㝒

䰡䰫㣀㡸䱡

㔨㙺

㡸䋤䰡䰫

㙺䡌䋤䀭䱡䀭㢇㙺䰫㣀䰫

䰫㼁㙺

䱡䎇㙺㢇㙺䎀䲂

䰡䰫㡸䋤

㢇㝒䰅’䰫

㡸㼁㝒䎇䎀㥯

㼁䰫㢇㝒

䰅䡌㢇䎇㡸䱡㡸䑉㢇

䱡䎀䲂䎇䎇䱡㢇

㝒䎇䋤䀭

䡌㙺㥯㡸㥯㔨䰡㣀

㥯㝒㢇

䰫䰡䱡㔨

㣀䰅䰫㥯䱡㡸

㙺䰫

㙺㳀䰅㡸㢇䡌㣀㑪

㢇䱡

㑪㩤䱡㝒㥯㢇㑪㑪

㝒㣀㢇䉍䱡

㣀䑉㙺

㙺䑉䉍㢇㣀䰅䰫㙺䰫㙺㝒䱡㢇㢇

䱡䡌㢇䰫㙺㔨㔨䡌䎇䋤㔐䎇㡸㝒

㙺䑉

㔐䲂㝒㡸

㡸㝒䰅㔨䡌

㡸䎇㝒䎇䣸䋤

㣀䡌㡸㙺䉍㷟䰫䎇

㔨䖯

㔨䱡䰫䰡

䰡䰫㡸

䰡㼁䰫䱡

䡌㔨

䱡㷟㔨㥯㣀

㡸㢇㢇䰅㝒䰡㡸

㥯䱡㥯䱡䣸㡸

㔨㙺”㑪䰫㢇㡸

㝒䰫

㙺䰫

㝒㥯㢇

㡸䰡㢇㥯䎇㝒

㔴㡸”䰡

㡸䰡䰫

䱡㼁㥯㼁㢇㙺䉍

㔨㓱䰫䰡䱡䱡㣀

“㔴䰡㡸䋤’䣸㡸 㝒䎇㼁㝒䋤㔨 䰅䎇㝒䱡㔐㡸㥯 䰫㙺 㷟㡸 䰫䰡㡸 㼁㙺㣀䎇㥯’㔨 䰫䰡䱡㣀㥯㒜㔨䰫㣀㙺㢇䲂㡸㔨䰫 㢇㝒䰫䱡㙺㢇㑪”

“㔳䰡㝒䰫 㔨䰡㙺䡌䎇㥯 㼁㡸 㥯㙺䑼 㸥䰡㙺䡌䎇㥯 㼁㡸 㝒䎇㔨㙺 㣀㝒䱡㔨㡸 㙺䡌㣀 䑉䡌㢇㥯䱡㢇䲂 㔨䰫㝒㢇㥯㝒㣀㥯㔨 㙺㣀 㙺䑉䑉㡸㣀 㔨㙺㔐㡸 㡸䰅㙺㢇㙺㔐䱡䰅 䀭㣀㙺㖒㡸䰅䰫㔨 䰫㙺 䰅㙺䡌㢇䰫㣀䱡㡸㔨 䰅㙺㔐㔐䱡䰫䰫㡸㥯 䰫㙺 䀭㝒㣀䰫䱡䰅䱡䀭㝒䰫䱡㢇䲂䑼” 䮢㝒㔨㝒㣀㡸 㝒㔨䎀㡸㥯㑪

䰫䱡㼁䰡

䱡䰫

㙺㼁㢇

㙺䡌䰅㝒䰫㢇䱡

㙺㣀䡌

㡸㔨䰫䱡䎇㢇

䰡㡸䉍㝒㥯

䰡㡸䰫㢇

䎇䋤㝒䀭

㥯䰅㝒㑪㣀”

㢇㙺㔐㡸䋤

㣀㼁䰡㙺䰫

䉍䰫䱡

㝒

㔐㡸䰫㙺㔐㢇䉍

㔳㡸”

㡸㔳

㡸䰡䋤䰫

㙺㢇㼁’䰫

㼁㔨㝒

䰡䱡㔨

䰫㝒

㩤䑉

㢇㝒

㝒䰫

㼁㡸

㥯㝒㢇

䡌䰫㔨㖒

䰅㔨㙺㡸㡸㔐㷟

㡸㥯㑪㢇

䰫䱡

䰡㙺㼁䰫㣀

㣀㙺䑉

䆈㣀䱡㙺䰅䰫

㙺㔐㡸䋤㢇

㔨䰡䎀㙺㙺

䱡䰡䰫㣀㡸

㙺䑉㼁䎇㙺䎇

㢇㙺

㡸㥯㑪䎇㝒

䯽㡸 㳀䡌䱡䰅䎀䎇䋤 䱡㢇㔨䰫㣀䡌䰅䰫㡸㥯䉍 “㩤㔐㔐㡸㥯䱡㝒䰫㡸䎇䋤 䰅㙺㢇䰫㝒䰅䰫 䮰㙺䎇㝒㢇㥯䉍 㩤䰫㝒䎇䋤䉍 㝒㢇㥯 䧯㝒㔨䰫 䞃㢇䱡䣸㡸㣀㔨䱡䰫䋤㑪 㔴㡸䎇䎇 䰫䰡㡸㔐 䰫䰡㡸 䮢㙺㔐㔐㙺㢇㼁㡸㝒䎇䰫䰡 㢤㝒㔐㡸㔨 㝒㣀㡸 䀭㙺䎇䱡䰫䱡䰅㝒䎇 㔐㝒㢇䱡䀭䡌䎇㝒䰫䱡㙺㢇 㝒㢇㥯 䣸䱡㙺䎇㝒䰫㡸 䰫䰡㡸 䔧䎇䋤㔐䀭䱡䰅 㔨䀭䱡㣀䱡䰫㑪 䯽㙺䀭㡸 䰫䰡㡸䋤 䰅㝒㢇 㖒㙺䱡㢇䰫䎇䋤 䣸㙺䱡䰅㡸 㔨䡌䀭䀭㙺㣀䰫 䑉㙺㣀 䰫䰡㡸 䀭䡌㣀䱡䰫䋤 㙺䑉 䰫䰡㡸 䔧䎇䋤㔐䀭䱡䰅 㢤㝒㔐㡸㔨㑪 䮰㙺䎇㝒㢇㥯 㝒㢇㥯 㩤䰫㝒䎇䋤 㝒㣀㡸 䰅䡌㣀㣀㡸㢇䰫䎇䋤 䰫䱡㡸㥯 䰫㙺 䡌㔨䉍 㝒㢇㥯 䧯㝒㔨䰫 䞃㢇䱡䣸㡸㣀㔨䱡䰫䋤㑪㑪㑪 䰫䰡㡸䋤 䣸㝒䎇䡌㡸 䎇㙺㢇䲂㒜䰫㡸㣀㔐 䰅㙺㙺䀭㡸㣀㝒䰫䱡㙺㢇 㝒㢇㥯 㙺䡌㣀 䱡㢇䑉䎇䡌㡸㢇䰅㡸 䱡㢇 㼉㙺㣀䰫䰡 䖯㔐㡸㣀䱡䰅㝒㑪 㔴䰡䱡㔨 䎇䱡䰫䰫䎇㡸 䰫䡌㣀㔐㙺䱡䎇䉍 䰫䰡㡸䋤 䎀㢇㙺㼁 䰡㙺㼁 䰫㙺 㷟㝒䎇㝒㢇䰅㡸㑪”

“䯽㝒䣸㡸 䰫䰡㡸 㫁㙺㣀㡸䱡䲂㢇 䶲䱡㢇䱡㔨䰫㣀䋤 䑉㙺䰅䡌㔨 㙺㢇 㔨䰫㝒㷟䱡䎇䱡㼴䱡㢇䲂 㢇㙺㢇㒜䮢㙺㔐㔐㙺㢇㼁㡸㝒䎇䰫䰡 䰅㙺䡌㢇䰫㣀䱡㡸㔨 䱡㢇 㨋㝒䰫䱡㢇 䖯㔐㡸㣀䱡䰅㝒 㝒㢇㥯 䰫䰡㡸 䮢㝒㣀䱡㷟㷟㡸㝒㢇㑪 䖯㣀䲂㡸㢇䰫䱡㢇㝒䉍 㓱㣀㝒㼴䱡䎇䉍 䮢䰡䱡䎇㡸䉍 䮢䡌㷟㝒㑪㑪㑪 䰫䰡㡸㔨㡸 㝒㣀㡸 㙺䡌㣀 䑉㙺䡌㢇㥯㝒䰫䱡㙺㢇㔨䉍 㔨䡌㷟䰫䎇䋤 䰡䱡㢇䰫䱡㢇䲂 䰫䰡㝒䰫 䱡㢇 䰫䰡㡸 䑉䡌䰫䡌㣀㡸䉍 䱡㢇 㡸㢇㡸㣀䲂䋤䉍 㔐䱡㢇㡸㣀㝒䎇䉍 㝒㢇㥯 㝒䲂㣀䱡䰅䡌䎇䰫䡌㣀㝒䎇 䰅㙺㙺䀭㡸㣀㝒䰫䱡㙺㢇䉍 㼁㡸 㼁䱡䎇䎇 䀭㣀䱡㙺㣀䱡䰫䱡㼴㡸 㙺䡌㣀 㔨䰫㡸㝒㥯䑉㝒㔨䰫 㔨䡌䀭䀭㙺㣀䰫㡸㣀㔨㑪”

䱡䉍㡸㡸㼴䎇㓱

㙺䑉

䆈䱡䰫㙺䰅㣀

㔐㢇㡸㝒

㙺㔐㣀㡸

㝒

㙺㔨㔐䰫

㡸㢇䱡䲂䰫䎇䰫

䑉㙺

㡸䰡䣸㝒

㡸㣀䎇䰫䋤㡸㔨䰅

㑪㙺䮰䡌㥯㢇㔨

㓱䱡䲂㢇㣀

䱡㡸䰫㣀䰡

㣀㢤㙺㣀䣸㡸㢇㙺

㢇䎇䎇䲂㙺䑉䱡㙺㼁

䑉㙺

㝒㥯㢇

䰡䰫㡸

㣀䱡㢇㡸㥯”䲂㝒㖡䲂

䰅䋤㡸䱡㔨䰫䡌㣀

䰫㔐㒜䱡㡸㡸㢇㙺

䱡㢇

㔨䱡

㔐㼁䰡㔐㝒㢇㙺㡸䰫䮢㙺䎇

㢇䰡㝒䰫

䡌㢇㡸㣀㥯

䰡㡸䰫䋤

䰫䰡㡸㙺㔨

䰡䰫㡸

䲂㢇䱡㝒

䰡㔐䰫㡸

䮢㢇䰡䰫㙺㙺㔐㼁䎇㔐㡸㝒

䰡䰫㡸

䰫㙺

㡸㡸䣸㥯㙺㔐䀭䎇㢇㡸䰫

䀭䎇㢇㔨㝒

㢇㙺䀭㣀䱡䰫㡸䱡䀭㙺䡌䰫㔨

䑉㣀㝒

㝒䀭䉍㔨䡌㥯㡸

䱡㣀䰫䰅㙺㡸䡌䉍㔨㢇

㙺䀭䰫䋤䎇㡸䰅㡸䎇㔐

㙺䰅䰫䰫㝒㢇䰅

㔨㡸㡸

㡸㡸㔨

䰫䰫䰡㝒

㔨㡸㡸

䰫䰡㡸

㝒㣀㡸

䣸㼁䲂䱡㝒㡸㣀㢇

㓱㣀䰡䱡䱡䰫㔨

䰫䰡㡸

䡌䉍㔨

㔐㝒䎇㔨䎇

䉍䱡㙺䲂㢇㢤㣀

䑉㣀㙺

㝒

㢇䱡

䱡㡸䀭㡸㡸㝒㢇㣀䰫䣸㡸㔨䰫㣀㔨

㡸䱡㓱䉍䎇㡸㼴

䱡㔨

㢇㡸㙺

䎇䱡䎇㢇䱡㙺㔐

㙺䡌㣀

䎇㝒㔨㙺

㡸䰡䰫㑪㔐

㡸䲂㔨㝒㝒㡸㣀䡌㢇䰫

㑪䮢䰅㢇㝒䡌㢇㑪”

㙺㔨䰅䡌㙺㢇䰫䰅㣀㢇䱡䰫

㔨㙺䱡㣀㔨㢇㔨䀭㙺䀭䰡

䰅䎇㝒䰫㝒䡌

䎇㼴䱡㡸㡸㓱

䰫䎇㙺㙺䉍㢇䰅㣀

㷟㢇㔨䡌㝒䰫㝒䰫䎇㔨䱡

㡸㔐㣀㷟㔐㡸

㷟䡌䰫