Chapter 736

"You can put this on your face by the way."

Parker took the ice pack and pressed it on his face.

Uncle Ben said while tidying up things, confiding in him:

"How about the other guy who started the fight?"

Parker secretly glanced at Uncle Ben.

He didn't expect Uncle Ben to be able to guess this matter.

Uncle Ben said with a smile.

"Come on, I knew what was going on as soon as I saw it."

"To tell or not to tell, do you want me to snitch to your dad?"

Parker shook his head hurriedly, saying no.

"Okay, then I won't tell Aunt May."

"The brats who provoke him are all too pitiful."

Parker helped, tidying up things while saying.

Uncle Ben moved another box over.

"Before you go up, see if there's anything else you can use."

Parker began to want to move several boxes out.

As a result, he discovered a leather briefcase under the bookshelf.

It even had his father's initials written on it.

Parker remembered immediately.

When he was in the car when he was a child.

His father had opened this bag before.

After thinking for a while, Parker took this bag downstairs.

At this time, Uncle Ben and Aunt May were still communicating about fixing the water pipes.

As a result, they saw Parker carrying this bag out.

The two looked at each other.

Uncle Ben said with a smile.

"I almost forgot about this thing."

"That's your dad's."

"He told us to keep it safe for him."

Parker stroked this ancient briefcase.

He felt somewhat uncomfortable in his heart.

He hadn't seen his parents for a long time.

Uncle Ben walked over and said to him with a smile.

"He saw it in the window of a leather goods store on Ninth Avenue."

"Only 19 years old, what does a 19-year-old kid need a briefcase for?"

"Guess who sold it to him?"

Parker shrugged while opening the briefcase:

"I don't know."

Uncle Ben said with a smile:

"It was your mom."

"That's how they met."

Parker's eyes gradually filled with tears.

Looking at Uncle Ben, he said.

"Why did he let you keep it safe?"

"There's nothing in here."

"Have you seen this bag? There's nothing."

Aunt May walked over and said earnestly.

"Your dad was a very mysterious person, Peter."

Parker smiled dryly and nodded.

"Yes, I know."

Subsequently, he flipped out a newspaper from the backpack.

On the newspaper was a photo of his father and another independent middle-aged man.

"Who is this person?"

Uncle Ben guessed:

"Maybe a colleague who worked with your dad."

Aunt May saw that the atmosphere seemed a bit low.

She walked over hurriedly to wipe the table.

"Take this thing off the table, okay?"

"We're going to eat, take it away, and then go wash your hands."

"Go quickly."

After Parker left the dining room.

Aunt May covered her mouth in the kitchen and cried.

This briefcase also reminded her of many past events.

Returning to his room.

Parker took out everything in the briefcase.

There was a calculator.

A few pens.

And an eyeglass case, a few coins.

And his father's work ID.

Opening the eyeglass case.

Inside was a pair of glasses.

After thinking for a while, Parker took off his contact lenses.

Then put on these ancient glasses.

Subsequently, holding his father's work card.

His father's words to him seemed to echo in his mind.

Since his parents left on that rainy night.

They hadn't returned until now.

Parker picked up the briefcase and wanted to continue flipping through it.

Suddenly, he felt something sliding back and forth inside.

Reaching into the inner layer to search.

Sure enough, he felt something like an inner compartment inside.

Following the trace, he buckled the edge.

Directly opening the innermost layer.

Revealing an even more ancient folder.

After seeing the logo on the folder,

Parker closed the door hurriedly.

After opening the folder.

He discovered that inside were various complicated formulas.

"What is this?"

At the very bottom was an important formula that had been circled.