Chapter 2294 Testing (2 more
friends?
Seeing Milo walking slowly towards him, Moridi's heart was filled with emotions. He didn't show any signs of strangeness in front of Wu Gang. He pretended to be calm and nodded: "We had some friendship before." "
Mo Mr. Mo unexpectedly met a friend. You guys find a place to chat. I have nothing serious to do here." Wu Gang was very considerate and supported Mr. Mo to meet his friends. The Bashi family lost a large number of young people they had focused on training overnight.
Bashi The personal bodyguards of the family leader were almost all slaughtered, and there was an extreme shortage of manpower. It
also takes time to train bodyguards, and the response ability of the bodyguards temporarily selected to be taken out was not satisfactory. Wu Gang usually asked Mr. Mo to accompany him when he went to and from the Jade Field. Mr. Mo is a talent. Wu Gang hopes that
he can serve him for a long time, so he naturally attaches great importance to him and loves his friends. Moriti
refused because he didn't know Miro's purpose and it was not appropriate to fall out. With a grateful face, I thanked Mr. Gang for his thoughtfulness and tolerance, told the four bodyguards of the Eight Stones family a few words, and walked towards Milo, who was smiling. Thanks to the children, Milo had taken the
detox pills. His eyesight was exceptionally good. Even though they were several meters away, the expressions of Moridi and Wu Gang were as if they were under a magnifying glass, and their micro-expressions were very clear.
He saw Moridi's natural reaction when he found him, and his expressions stiffened for a moment. , it is natural to guess that Moridi is wary and afraid of him.
He and Moridi have been together for many years, and they know each other's details. His skills and marksmanship are better than Moridi's, and Moridi also knows this very well. , they would attack him when he was extremely tired and unprepared at Shennong Mountain.
If he was not weak, Moriti's chance of a successful sneak attack would only be half.
Based on his many years of understanding, Milo knew that Moridi Moriti entered a state of high concentration against the enemy, still as if he didn't know it, and walked forward quickly, and opened his arms in a hug gesture when he was still more than two meters away. "..." Moriti saw
Milo In the past, every time I came back from a mission, I would hug him intimately without any precautions, and I would be extremely shocked.
He stabbed Milo, but his... appearance and expression didn't look like the attitude toward a life-and-death enemy. Did he forget it, or was he too good at hiding his emotions?
He knew Milo. Milo could never hide his emotions in front of him and his godfather, even if he deliberately hid them. He could tell the truth and lies at a glance.
Milo didn't care about him at all, but maybe something happened in the middle and he forgot what happened in Shennong Mountain.
With countless questions hidden in his heart, Moriti walked over, hugged Milo, and made himself forget the unpleasant past. He pretended to be happy and asked: "Miro, I didn't expect to meet you here. When did you become interested in the origin of jade?" Huh? Are you here alone or with a group for sightseeing?"
"I came with a few friends, but we were temporarily separated because of different preferences." Milo gave Moridi a warm hug and said warmly Floor veneer.
He could feel that Moridi was very unnatural and his muscles were stiff, but he didn't care.
After three meetings, Miro put his arm around Moriti's shoulders intimately and asked happily: "The godfather said that you retired early and immigrated to Myanmar for a long time. Is it true?" Moriti understood what Miro said
. The godfather does not refer to the baptismal godfather named by Milo, but refers to the leader of their organization. People in the organization, regardless of age and seniority in the organization, all call the leader "godfather".
Being forcibly hugged by the shoulders, he felt uncomfortable all over and couldn't force himself to break away. Hearing Milo mention the leader of the organization again, he couldn't guess what Milo wanted to say, so he responded in a low voice: "Yes, I am injured. It has an impact on all aspects. I retired early. The pace of life in this country is slow and suitable for retirement." "
You were injured, when?" Milo let go of his arms in shock and looked at Moridi nervously.
"It's the injury I sustained six years ago." He told a lie, and Moridi forced himself to justify it.
"Oh, no wonder, you have never returned to the country, you are just here to recuperate, right." Milo helped find a reason, and then hugged Moridi's shoulders intimately: "Come on, let's find a place Let’s talk, there is a B&B here, the host’s cooking is very special, I will take you to taste it.”
Moridi had no resistance in his heart, he didn't really want to talk!
Unfortunately, Milo was still as enthusiastic as ever and forced him to go to a certain B&B. He even talked enthusiastically about how the B&B was and how delicious the bamboo tube rice with bacon made by the owner was.
Milo obviously didn't seem to have a certain memory. Moridi was afraid that he would be self-defeating if he refused too much. He also wanted to know something from Milo, so he was dragged away half-heartedly.
Milo actually dragged Moriti to a B&B, which was one of the better ones among the houses on both sides of the street in Pagan Market. It had a relatively wide corridor, and nets were tied between the pillars to serve as hammocks, and there were also tables and chairs. There is nothing better than sitting on the verandah and watching the scenery on the street.
It was only mid-morning, still early before noon.
Milo didn't care so much, and happily made a reservation for lunch from the host, specifically requesting to have locally raised chicken and pineapple rice for lunch.
The host received the deposit from the guest and happily boiled a pot of boiling water and placed some local fruits on the porch. Then he called his wife, went to catch chickens, went to another house to buy fish and ham, and made lunch.
The owners of the house went to work, and Milo made scented tea and sipped tea with Moridi.
After drinking half a cup of tea, he got back to the topic: "Moriti, during that job six years ago, I was seriously injured, but my life was saved. When I could walk and left the mountain, everything was over. I thought you should go back
. I didn’t know you were missing until I met my godfather after I returned to China. My godfather said you had retreated. What happened that time? Why did you leave suddenly? Don’t say that you were seriously injured and were not suitable to
stay anymore. We are living together. Over the years, whether your physical condition has been affected or whether your reaction ability has deteriorated, I can tell at a glance. If
you really don’t want to do this anymore, your godfather won’t force you to stay, but why didn’t you even tell me when you left? Hey, you haven’t contacted me in the past few years?
No one told me what happened that year, and you left suddenly. I tortured my godfather for a long time, and he was so exhausted that he told me that you had moved to Myanmar, and I still came. I’ve looked for you several times.”
After seeing that there was nothing wrong with his body, Moridi's pretended calm expression stiffened, and he sighed in embarrassment: "The past is in the past, there is no need to mention it again." "But I want to know the truth."
Milo was stubborn.
"..." Being stared at by Milo, Moridi, who was already feeling guilty, forced himself to maintain his composure and showed a helpless smile: "I don't know exactly what happened in Shennong Mountain that time. I was trapped in the mountains for eight days without being killed and almost starved to death. I
also saw the most tragic scene in my life that time. After experiencing so much, I felt that being alive was the greatest happiness, so I Retire and choose to retire in this slow-paced country."
"Don't you know the truth? Or do you know it but don't want to say it for some reason? Or, you can't say it?" Milo's beautiful blue eyes were filled with emotion. It’s confusion and persistence.
"I really don't know." Moriti also finally confirmed that Milo really had no memory of stabbing him. It is unknown whether that memory was forgotten due to an accident after he was injured, or whether he was forgotten under hypnosis.
At present, it is certain that Milo poses no threat to him.
If Milo accidentally forgot a memory, the godfather didn't know what he had done, and it could explain why he didn't go back, and the godfather didn't issue a wanted order to hunt him down all over the world.
He knew that the Godfather had sent people to Myanmar to look for him. Judging from various signs, the people sent by the Godfather showed no sign of pursuing him, but were only looking for his whereabouts.
The godfather did not issue a wanted order to hunt him down, which also means that he still does not know what ambitions he had. He may have thought that he had to disappear for some reason.
If the godfather had someone hypnotize Milo to make him forget a memory, he would know that he would stab someone in his organization for power and would not let him go. After all, the dead are the safest people.
If this is the case, he can just use Miro to understand the trends of the organization. If it is beneficial to him, he can return to the organization at the appropriate time. With Miro covering for him, he should be able to sit at the top of the organization in a few years. The golden chair.
After thinking about it for a few times, Moridi's tense nerves slowly relaxed.
"Moriti, I think you don't want to say it." Milo studied Moriti's micro-expressions, guessed some of his thoughts from the changes in his eyes, and knew where his bottom line was.
"Miro, we are brothers who share weal and woe. When have I deliberately lied to you? When have I not told you anything I can tell you?" Moridi had an idea in his mind and kept it vague on purpose.
"I guessed it right. You really know the truth, but you can't tell it. Forget it, I won't ask anymore. When you can tell it, you can tell me." Milo took a step back understandingly.
"Thank you. Milo is still the cutest brother in my heart." Moridi reached out and made a gesture of wanting to pat the other person's shoulder but felt it was inappropriate to put down his hand.
"Moriti, are you really planning to settle here and not go back?"
Faced with Milo's unintentional question, Moriti slowed down and whispered: "You are not planning to go back for the time being."
Not for the time being . Just because you're ready to go back doesn't mean you won't go back.
This is the art of speaking.
Moreover, Moriti knows Miro's character very well. If he said this, if Miro is still the same Miro, he will definitely understand that he is not going back now and will return to the organization when he wants to go back.
"Oh, you can go back when you want to. I'm also planning to go to China to find a place with pleasant scenery to live for a few years. My godfather is in good health and he can live to be a hundred years old. With my godfather here, we don't need to worry. Why not take the opportunity to enjoy a free life for a few years."
Milo's reaction was as expected. Moridi breathed a sigh of relief and then his heart sank. What did Milo mean to Godfather that his health was fine?
"Has the godfather's old injury been healed??"
(End of chapter)