The waiter brought two cups of coffee and Ethan Fu ordered a gingerbread.
The weather outside the window was getting darker. Heavy leaden clouds came from the south, crossed the vast sea, and weighed heavily on the city of Boston. After a while, it began to rain. The rain crackled on the French windows of the coffee shop, and Ethan Fu realized that it was not rain, but small hail.
He looked away: "Uncle Vince, why are you here?"
The old man smiled and said, "I heard that someone was fishing for an airplane on the beach. I knew it wasn't a Rogue 318, but I wanted to take a look. I have nothing else to do at home, Evan, you know I'm very bored. And if I hadn't come here for a walk, wouldn't I have met you?"
Ethan Fu: "I have been busy investigating the case these days, so I have not been able to visit you. I had planned to visit you after the case was solved and before I left Boston."
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