Chapter 2581: Rustling Down (76)

"Have all the invitations been sent out?"

Jason's low voice echoed in the study on the second floor. He took a mat and sat on the floor, holding Shiler's mobile phone to search for text messages, and wrote down every reply on paper.

The lighting in the study of the new house was not as dim as the manor, but bright and soft. Jason had never seen Shiler writing at his desk so clearly, those cold and hard contours in the dark becoming soft and gentle.

Shiler sighed lightly, straightened his body from the desk and said, "There is one last letter, I will hand it to him personally. What do you think of this hairstyle?"

"Very good, Professor, I think many people would be happy to see you in such a relaxed state." Jason looked at Shiler and smiled, "In fact, we didn't know that you were actually curly-haired."

"Just a little bit curly." Shiler shook his head, continued to lower his head to write something and said.

"I'm glad you let us know."

Shiler's hand holding the pen paused, his voice low, without emotion, "What's there to be happy about?"

"We are happy to learn about any subtle changes in our friends." Jason said, "Essentially, it's not really knowing. How much significance this change has to him, the part that really makes us happy is that he is willing to show us this change."

"People often say, I would be honored to be the first person you think of when you are happy or sad, because only when the connection between two people is very deep will you feel that I can provide you with the emotional feedback you want."

"The same is true for changes. If you have a change and show it to someone for the first time, it means you want to get evaluation and suggestions from him, it means you value his evaluation and suggestions, my honor, Professor."

Shiler lifted his eyelids slightly to glance at Jason. There was already a very obvious difference between him and the little boy Shiler had first met; he had begun to grow tall, large, and very strong, just like every Jason Todd in the universe.

When he sat on the mat with his legs crossed, he didn't look like a Robin revealing a dark and rational temperament, but like a cuckoo with fluffy feathers, triumphant and fearless.

"Are you going to give me some advice?"

Jason thought for a while and said, "Are you planning to wear a coat? But that's not suitable for sitting on a camping stool, and even less suitable for a narrow fishing stool, which will make the hem drag on the ground."

"I can stand and fish."

"Then do you have to stand and play poker?" Jason looked at him and asked, "Do you know how to play poker? Do you know how to play Texas?"

Shiler seemed to be insulted. He said, "I won all the card games in my life, no matter what the rules are."

Jason lowered his head and laughed, and even blocked his mouth with his wrist, but soon put away his smile and said seriously, "But Texas Hold'em requires not only skills, but also luck. How is your luck?"

It was difficult for Shiler to answer this question, he just said, "I think even if there is a deficiency, I can make up for it with technology."

"Oh, no, of course not. I must participate in the first round of cards you play tomorrow." Jason said, "Even if you are standing and playing."

Shiler folded the letter paper he wrote, put it into the envelope, sealed it with a fire lacquer seal, stood up with the letter and said, "If you lose, you have to write a reading report for a week. I will let Alfred supervise you."

"What about you? Professor, what if you lose?" Before Shiler could answer, Jason added, "How could I forget, you won't lose, after all, Bruce's card playing skills were learned from you."

"I didn't teach him to cheat and steal cards." Shiler denied and said, "His game theory and psychoanalysis level were all heavy punches on my teaching reputation."

"I didn't say he stole cards, in fact, no one said so, because we have no evidence." Jason supported his head with his hand and sighed, "That's how it is at the card table, there is no way if you don't catch it on the spot."

"Then why did Gedeng want to catch Jack?"

"He was angry and ashamed." Jason said, "And he was fearless. Even if he sentenced Jack to death directly, he would definitely be able to find the corresponding crimes in Jack's resume, which is also the reason why Jack didn't resist."

"A traitor appeared among a group of good people. Naturally, he is the first suspect, because he is different from them, so naturally he has no right to speak."

"Isn't it that no one has the right to speak when facing Bruce Wei En?"

"Of course not, Bruce Wei En won't appear at the barbecue stall and play poker with a group of strange guys."

"Then the Joker won't... well, he might really, so you mean, if someone cheats tomorrow, I will be the first suspect?"

"It's possible." Jason's eyes turned and said, "In the absence of evidence, whoever is the freak in the crowd will naturally be suspected."

"But I won't be the first suspect." Shiler shook the envelope in his hand and said, "He is."

A car drove into the cold morning mist, and then slowly stopped by the edge of a forest. Victor pushed the door open, and then helped Anna open the door next to him.

Anna was wearing a sportswear. She moved her arms as soon as she got out of the car and took a deep breath, saying, "It's really good to have money. If I lived in this place, I would have to run ten miles every day."

Victor picked up his mobile phone and asked, "Hello? Nora, where have you driven to? Have you arrived at Xiangzhang Street? Okay, I know."

Anna turned to look at him and said, "What's wrong?"

"Jiweier's daughter is a bit carsick, they are stopping by the side of the road to breathe, maybe they will be ten minutes late, let's bring the things over first."

Anna nodded and began to move things out.

The whole car, except for the two of them, was full of various camping supplies, ingredients, and fishing gear in the back seat and trunk, divided into four packages and two boxes.

"Why did you bring so many things?"

When Shiler's voice suddenly appeared, Victor was so scared that he almost threw the things in his hand.

He saw Shiler walking out of the fog, wearing a black coat and a gray scarf. He sighed and said, "Can you not be so elusive? I almost threw the bait out."

"I remember I told you I prepared everything."

"But I bet you have omissions." Victor put the box on the trunk with some difficulty and said, "You are not the kind of person who will ask experienced neighbors for essential items for a camping party. Shiler, you won't do this."

"You are more likely to just find a piece of grass, and then expect tents and tables and chairs to grow here by themselves, and can't imagine any interesting entertainment activities. Fortunately, I read the fishing newspaper and know that there is a good stream here."

Victor showed a triumphant expression, similar to "look how well I understand you", and then said with a request for praise, "So I brought all the camping supplies we could find at home, brought fishing rods and poker, and even frisbees! We will have a pleasant camping time here."

Shiler snorted coldly, walked over and picked up a box. Victor and Anna both carried things and walked behind him. After coming to the lawn, the two sighed at the beautiful scenery here, while cursing the rich man walking in front of them with gritted teeth.

Crossing a gentle slope of the lawn and then passing through two dense beech trees, Anna and Victor were stunned.

This is the south bank of the stream, with a flat and hard land, the clear river in front, and dense trees behind.

Three sky screens have been set up in the direction of the big trees, with neat camping tables and chairs underneath. Fishing stools are placed in the direction of the stream, and barbecue grills and ingredient boxes are placed downwind of these two places.

At this time, it was still early, the morning mist lingered above the forest with layered trees, and the opposite bank of the stream was golden, bright orange, deep red, and even pale blue. The dim sunlight was like the water of the river of time, washing this into an impressionist painting that had experienced wind and frost. The deep autumn of Cat Getan always had this kind of silent tragic beauty.

Shiler stood in the center of the picture frame, turned his head and smiled at the two, and then the extremely inappropriate voice was loud enough to cause the curse of the birds in the forest.

"God, how many years do I have to work to afford such a house?!!" Anna has begun to roar, "If I bought it, I would fish here for a few days and nights, and no one wants to drive me away!!!"

"No one will drive you away, lady." Shiler took the box from Anna's hand and said, "But I suggest you go home at night, otherwise it may cause some interference to the neighbors."

"Why? Do they like night fishing?"

"Night is not a good time for fishing, but you can do something else."

"Oh, I see, killing and dumping bodies, right?" Anna leaned to the river and looked and said, "No wonder the fish grow so fat, the taste must be very good. Did you prepare the seasoning for grilled fish?"

"Pamela said she would bring it." Victor added, "When we received your invitation to hold a camping party, everyone got a kind of anxiety called 'Professor Shiler probably won't do anything'."

"We think you are doing a performance art, the theme is to call us all to your house to be in a daze, or you just want to change to a natural environment to hold your academic conference."

"So we communicated overnight, and everyone brought all the things they could bring to ensure that we would have a real camping."

Shiler said helplessly, "The seasoning is in the box over there. What do you think I am? A lizard man disguised as a human?"

"I thought of a lizard man joke."

"Don't say it, let me see your fishing rod." Shiler walked over and took the box in Victor's hand and said, "It's some cheap goods if nothing goes wrong."

"Can you actually distinguish the value of the fishing rod?"

"Why do I always feel that you have some misunderstandings about me?" Shiler narrowed his eyes and looked at Victor and said, "What kind of image am I in your eyes?"

"This is not important." Anna chose to skip this topic and said, "Bringing more things is also good, just like fishing rods, I guess you didn't prepare enough, because no matter who sees the water situation here, they will want to come for two shots."

"Can you fish? Lady?"

"Don't joke, lure fishing doesn't need any skills." Anna shook her head and said, "Unless you mean making artificial bait yourself, I won't do that, but throwing the rod and waiting for the fish to take the bait is still fine."

"Then you are too shallow." Victor took out a fishing rod and said, "You definitely don't read the fishing newspaper often. It says that you should choose different fishing rods according to different hydrological conditions, and there are different rod-lifting techniques when catching different fish."

"You sound like a complete theorist." Anna said sarcastically, "Fishing actually has a theorist, do you want to compare?"

"Come if you come, I will let you understand that no matter in which line, theory is very important."

After speaking, the two took the fishing rod and approached the river bank. Victor looked toward the upper reaches of the stream and said, "Is there a lake there?"

"Yes, we all saw it when we drove over, but it's such a big lake." ===== CHAPTER 2582 =====