Chapter 13 Chapter Twelve

On Monday morning, I was walking along the alley next to my house with my bicycle, when a light flashed by.I blinked and looked up, but I didn't expect the strong light to flash again suddenly.Then I spotted two men standing on the sidewalk outside their home, one of them taking pictures.They are shooting me.I raised a hand to shade the light from my eyes, and stared at them. Miss Belle?One of them called out. Alice?Another yelled too. Oh please, I muttered under my breath, it's Estelle, I said, Estelle.Belle.Where did you hear my name is Alice? The man without the camera shrugged.You found the body, right?

A certain phrasing of the sentence made the muscles in my face twitch.corpse.As if that poor woman was just a thing, a meaningless object that I came across by chance.There was a moment of silence.The photographer raised his camera again and took a few snapshots. I didn't promise to let you shoot, I told him, you are not allowed to shoot. What did the body look like?the reporter asked. Where did you know my name? Did you really break in through the window? Did the police tell you? Can we at least tell you how shocked you are? Of course she was shocked to the extreme. Dalio popped up beside me.He was wearing dirty purple sweatpants and a bright yellow parka with a hood, but the sleeves of the jacket were so short that they didn't cover his elbows.The two men stared at him intently.

You are not allowed to shoot her.I say harshly, but it's too late. Wouldn't it be shocking if you were at the scene of the murder of two women within a few weeks?Dalio went on, you'd think it was bad luck too, wouldn't you? I moaned loudly. You mean two women? Yeah, Dalio said, Peggy first.Farrell, and then this woman again. A look of bewilderment and curiosity appeared on the reporter's face.Wow!He said, Estelle.Miss Belle. But I swayed my legs, got on my bike, and rode away, deaf to the clicking cameras and Dalio calling my name. After get off work in the evening, I made an appointment with Pipa to have a drink at Horse and Knight.The two of us form a strange combination: she wears a neat suit, paired with sturdy and comfortable loafers, her hair is neatly coiled on the back of her head, she wears small earrings, her face is carefully applied with nude makeup, and she has a leather briefcase in her hand; I was sweating and filthy in my Lycra tracksuit and frayed boots.As if in keeping with our characters, she ordered a glass of white wine and I ordered a half pint of lager.

So, she said as she took off her coat, let go of her hair, and took a swig of wine, first of all to get the money thing done.I want to talk to you before I tell anyone else.You also know how chaotic a discussion can be when a large group of people talk about it. I nod. I was in the office today and got an email from Miles.I printed it out so you can take a closer look; but basically, he's proposing that you get paid based on how long you've been renting.So you and I get the most money; Davy and Owen get the least.But he also thinks that this may not be fair to those who moved later, so he should give each of us a total amount, and then add an adjustable amount.In this case, x plus y times t.

What? Myers marked it like this: x is the total amount, y is another amount, and t represents the length of time. Ah, I said, good.So did he mention exact numbers?Or are we going to be stuck in the realm of algebra? He proposes to set x at £7,500, y at £2,000, and t at a year or a fraction of a year. Then take me as an example to you, how much is 7,500 pounds plus 2,000 times?Four and a half years, no, it's five years. In this way, an additional £10,000 was added, and the final total amount was £17,500. That's right.David and Owen will each receive £9,500. This amount is not small.In this way, how much will Miles pay in total?

a lot of. Leah will be very upset. Yes, but it is based on the market price after the appreciation of the real estate, you will not believe it. tell me the story. He bought the house five years ago for £250,000.How much do you think the market value is now? I don't know. Guess what. this.Seven bedrooms, a big garden.Hmm half a million? No matter how high. Well, six hundred thousand. No matter how high. Even higher? It is 800,000. Damn.Why is it worth so much money?Dalio is worth that much for just a crappy fix? So you don't have to worry about his generosity. Do you think his price is reasonable?

Should be fair. Do others feel the same way? Dalio will not.He decided from the start that Miles had committed a felony by driving us away, and that no amount of money could make up for his betrayal.We're the only family Dalio has, remember?It's like getting a divorce. What about the others? Who knows?Money can turn ghosts around.You would never believe the ugliness of people I work with for money.Yes, it is cash.It's a completely off-the-table deal. You mean, he'll pay us cash? I think he means pay you the money and you send it to everyone. I? Yes. why me? He probably doesn't want to continue to face this kind of bullshit.

Sounds a lot like Miles. Would you like another drink? good. I watched her walk to the bar.The men moved aside one after another to let her pass, and then gathered back together to salute her.She pretended not to see it. What is Owen up to now?She asked and sat down. Nothing.In short, at present, he is just taking pictures outside.More importantly, what is Jeff up to now? Jeff?She frowned at me.Which Jeff? Jeff, the same Jeff who spent the night in your room the night Peggy was murdered. Oh that Jeff oh. Yes, that Jeff. I know what you want to say.You don't need to talk too much. However, her words were interrupted at this moment.

The bright, charming and disturbed Estelle.Miss Belle is here.Someone exclaimed: When I turned my head, I saw Sol greeted him with a smiling face. I've known Sol since I was fifteen.We met at a party and sat on the stairs talking about music and movies for three hours; we've been friends ever since.It was Saul who introduced me to work at Campbell's; he had been a bike courier for almost seven years, even though every month he swore off the job the next.what are you talking about? Don't you know? what do you know? Know that you are at the heart of the mystery of the whole mystery.

you're drunk. You are the key, the question is where is the lock? Sol! You really don't know? I really don't know what I don't even know that I don't know. look!News that just came out. He took the local newspaper out of his messenger bag and tossed it on the table.I froze for a few seconds before realizing the content of the graphic in front of me.A photo of me was published in the newspaper. In the photo, I was standing outside my house holding a bicycle, with one hand raised and my chin sticking out.I was dressed in the same attire as today, looking sinister and slightly obscene.But that pales in comparison to Dalio, who is part of the background and shrunk eerily because of the camera angle.With his mismatched yellow hooded jacket and trousers, his messy hair and open mouth, he looked like an evil dwarf.

Pipa laughed a few times in horror. The murder of the courier is suspected.I read the headlines aloud. You should read the pun.Saul said; he was super excited about the whole thing.Watch this: (psychological) on a bicycle (Note: English cycle (bicycle) has the same pronunciation as psycho- (psychological).) Thriller plot.You're literally at the center of something weird. It's no big deal.Even though I said it bluntly, I still shuddered.This feeling is like dark clouds covering the sun, and the warm and crowded room suddenly turns cold and dark.