Chapter 19 Chapter Nineteen

The night is neither too hot nor too cool.The mild and fragrant air touches the human skin with the breeze, and it feels very good.I feel like I'm soaking in a lukewarm bath. A full moon hung over the Andes, illuminating the streets of Maesyan, and the buildings that stood here long ago when America was young. We sat in the club sipping local drinks. Ben Meng.Jurado no longer has any camouflage. He is now wearing a strong rayon tights. His appearance is still expressionless and wooden. No matter how I look at it, he is always clumsy. The Union Club is the main building here, with spacious rooms and a large garden.In America, I always think of clubs as a snobby thing, but here, clubs are just another home for everyone.The whole place has an air of human touch.

We sat by the pool.The still water reflects the light of the moon and dims the light of the stars. It was past midnight, and there was still no sign of Baisha.I left a message at the hotel and asked her to contact me as soon as she came back. Continued Cup?Malala asked. Well, one more glass will suffice.I said. Malala waved to a servant. When the servant came, a person in charge of the club office followed.He looked at Marrilla and said: I'm sorry, and then said something to him in Spanish. After finishing speaking, Malila immediately got up to leave and walked out. He hadn't returned when the servants brought the wine.

Are you satisfied here?Jurado asked. Very comfortable, I say: I now believe living in South America is paradise. is good.he admitted. You seem to be enjoying life very much. How is life. I said: I like the way things are done here.I like the way you drink, like tonight, we don't drink fast, and no one drinks too much. We like to take things slowly.Jura said. But it is true.I said. as much as possible.However, since time is short this time, if you don't mind, I still have a question or two I would like to ask.It is not intentional to destroy such a peaceful moonlit night, there is a last resort.

No problem, go ahead.I encouraged him. Jurado said: According to your reasoning, Melober was wearing gloves when he came home from the street.What he saw made him use the weapon hastily. Maybe, I said: not in such a hurry as you said, maybe he tried something else first.Pistols are only a last resort. Jurado said: Yes, very reasonable.I believe you have done a lot of research work. What else?I said: There are very few available materials. interesting.Jurador agreed. I took out a notebook from my pocket.In the Museum of Natural History, I said: There is a second volume of "Birds of All America". It is recorded that generally domesticated crows have the habit of stealing small things. This habit is called kleptomania in humans, and they especially like it. Stealing hides any kind of small or large particle, especially one that reflects light, such as a ball of red and blue wool, glass, a thimble, or even small scissors.

Jurado nodded, he said: It's fun. National Geographic magazine also released a set of "Birds".I said: It is also in the second book, it is said that tamer crows like to collect and hide shiny things, especially things like shiny glass marbles.They like to take things like this back to their nests, and sometimes they even like to bury them in the soil of the garden or yard.And since it's dealt with, it's like forgetting it. A boy came up to me and spoke to me in Spanish.Xi Niu Qiuraduo answered the call to him, I could understand what he meant, it seemed that someone was calling me.

It was Bai Sha who called. She was so angry that she stuttered.I went into Pansi Cave.She said: goddamn thing, I Take your time and don't panic.I said: Tell me slowly, what happened. These goddam cops, they're trying to arrest me.I told them that Malilla made it clear to me that I was free as air and that I could leave whenever I wanted.These bastard local cops either don't understand or pretend to be. I said: No problem, Baisha, aren't you all right now?You take a good bath with hot water.I'll be back in a minute, buy you a drink, and Shut your beak!Baisha yelled from the phone, Perry, and almost let go of the receiver I was holding. She said: They searched me.

You mean those local police officers? Oh, they've got a fat, scruffy female prison lady for the job.Bai Sha said: But you bastard, they took those two pieces of paper away. you mean Yes!Bai Sha shouted. I took a moment to think about it. How about it?Bai Sha cried impatiently: Tell me! I'm thinking. God, want to have a fart.You just think, come up with an idea.Come up with countermeasures! What countermeasure? How would I know?Baisha shouted: What do I want you to do, to be Confucius? I said: You wait there and wait for me to come back.They didn't return the paper to you, did they?

What a fart.How can I pay it back. Do they have an interpreter over there? Does anyone speak English? There is a police officer who can speak English, which is enough, I understand what they want.But no matter what I asked for, he said no. I said: Maybe he is not used to your special English. Betha thought there was little humor in what I said.She said cautiously: so what?Foreigners who want to learn standard English should naturally start with swearing.I didn't start with the complicated swear phrases, I just told the bitch Okay, okay, forget it.I interrupted her and said: I fully understand now, and I know what to do.You wait there, I'll be right back.

I hung up the phone and went back to the table.Malarila had also returned, and he had pulled his chair closer to Jurado's side, and the two were talking in low tones. They smiled and looked up at me as I approached them. I said: Gentlemen, I have a request.Maybe a little unusual, but very important. What's up?Malala asked. I said: I want you to send word to your people in the city closest to the mine.I want them to send guards to protect the mine manager Phillip P.Murindo. protect him?Jurado asked. Yes, I want to keep him safe. The two gentlemen exchanged glances. Jurado asked: Do you think he will be in danger?

I said: I suddenly discovered that there may be some things that I have overlooked for a while.There is a possibility that we must think of.It is possible that Murindo knew the reason for the murder, so he was one of the keys to the case. The two exchanged glances again, and this time Jurado spoke again. I'm afraid, he said: it's too late for your request, Sinula. What's the meaning? That just took Luo Dafu.The call made by Mr. Malarila was related to Phillip and Murindu. I can't wait to kick myself hard, I shouldn't put myself on it.I should bear with myself for a while, not to speak, and to hear what Malarila will tell me.Of course, it is absolutely impossible for me to predict that Malalila left in a hurry just now because of Mulindu.But I'm so stupid, at least I should have thought it was possible.It's too late now.

What happened?I asked pretending to be calm. At about 5 o'clock this afternoon, Malarila said: For the convenience of monitoring, it was placed in a gunpowder warehouse next to the dormitory where the mine manager lived, and an explosion happened unexpectedly. How about Murindo? Malala shrugged.he died.He said: It was blown into small pieces and he died.