Another Attempt At My Job Chapter 44

These soldiers had been hunted for many days, and their spirits had already reached their peak. At this moment, because of Gide's assurance and physical fatigue, they were in the bar and each found a corner to fall asleep.

Lan Bo and Blake Jing were in good spirits and did not disturb their rest. They walked to the deck one after another in tacit agreement.

"They should know the relEvan Tait information about your original organization. What are you going to do next, go and see the specific situation of the organization? Maybe they can find out the specific information about Verlaine." Jing Yuanda said.

Rimbaud drank some wine. He was not showing off in front of outsiders just now, but now he could not maintain his dignity and stability. He blinked twice to relieve his drunkenness, and then he slowly woke up after being blown by the sea breeze. He expected that he would gain nothing from this trip, but it was impossible to say that he would not be disappointed at all.

"Ever since I woke up," he answered Blake Jing's question after two beats, his eyes empty, waiting for the endless sea water: "There are only two things that have been turning over and over in my mind. Verlaine, and the black color that suddenly bloomed behind him. Flame. If according to what you said, he is important to me enough for me to choose a gift for him and let me trust him, then why did he betray me? Is there anything I failed to pay attention to. What happened, because of my momentary negligence, made him sad and angry... Rimbaud lowered his eyes and raised his hands to cover his chest, looking a little fragile: "Just thinking about this possibility makes me feel heartbroken. "The absence lasted only for a moment, and soon he returned to the noble and elegant Rimbaud.