Morgan finally looked excited, and that's normal.
If you find something you have been looking for for for a long time, as long as you are a normal person, you must want to know how to find it and where to find it. Of course, Morgan is no exception.
"Where did you find the gun?"
Looking at the eager Morgan, Gao Yang smiled and said, "Kiev."
"Sure enough, it's still in Ukraine! Which bastard is in the hand? I sent people to look for it again and again. I thought the clue was completely broken. Unexpectedly, I found it in Kiev. Tell me, which bastard is hiding the gun."
He shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "The clue didn't break, but I went around to the UK. I found the clue later, but I didn't tell you. Many people told me that it might be better for me to check it in person, but it's just a matter of luck, because your previous efforts will often fail. Everyone agreed that I had better luck in looking for a gun, so I didn't inform you and went on looking for it myself."
Morgan sighed, nodded again and again and said, "yes, you're right. I'm really far from you in this aspect of luck. Maybe if I look for it myself and the clue breaks, tell me who's holding the gun?"
"Poloneschenko."
"Poroneschenko? This fame sounds familiar. Poroneschenko, God, you're not talking about the president of Ukraine?"
"Yes, that's him."
Morgan took a breath of air conditioning and said in surprise, "it's him. How did you get it? It can't be bought?"
Gao Yang made a hand gesture and said with a smile, "yes, it's not bought, it's stolen. By the way, poroneschenko is a big collector of antique guns, and we emptied his house. There are at least hundreds of antique guns waiting to enter your warehouse, but you have to wait. You're not lucky to come back now."
Morgan shook his head again and again, pointed to Gao Yang and said with a smile: "you are too brave, really, too brave! Stealing a president's house, if you don't have it, I may have to try to buy it back from him. How did you steal it? I think it must be very difficult?"
Looking at Morgan's curious and eager face, Gao Yang couldn't help laughing and said, "it's easy. We did it yesterday when poroneschenko announced his victory. However, when we stole the gun, we also met the people sent by the KGB and hunter. Forget it, it's troublesome again. Let's talk to you later."
Morgan sighed and said loudly, "I still can't believe this gun has come to my hand."
Gao Yang said apologetically, "I'm sorry that you didn't get the gun back in person for the illusory reason of luck, which destroys your idea of enjoying the process."
Morgan shook his head and said: "No, no, for a collection I want to collect, I will enjoy the process of getting it. The process is indeed very important, sometimes even more important than the result, but this gun is different. What I dream of, what I hope most is to see it appear in front of me as soon as I open my eyes, because this gun is too important. It is not an enjoyment for me to find it, but an opportunity It's a kind of torture. I'm worried that the clue will be interrupted at any time and that the gun will never be found. This idea has plagued me for decades like a nightmare. In this way, it appears directly in front of me. Everything is perfect. This is really the most perfect result for me. "
After finishing with an excited face, Morgan closed his eyes and said loudly, "I thought, I really thought I couldn't find it until I died. Now I really doubt whether I'm dreaming."
Bob shouted, "how can you say that? I've always believed you'll find it, Dad. I think it's time to hold a grand party today. I think we all need a drink to celebrate today."
Morgan smiled: "yes, we need to celebrate tonight, but don't have any party. In addition, I have to hide this gun. After all, it was stolen from the president of a country."
After that, Morgan handed the gun to Bob and said with a smile, "Bob, take this gun to the car and wait for us. I think Gao must have a lot to talk to me. He has a lot of trouble recently. Take good care of it, son."
Bob shrugged and said, "of course I'll be very careful. Well, you talk. I'll wait for you in the car."
Bob left first with a gun. Morgan smiled and watched Bob's back disappear. He made an invitation gesture to Gao Yang and said with a smile: "let's walk here and talk while walking. This is my family cemetery. Here, I always feel my mind is more clear."
Walking slowly with Morgan, Gao Yang was thinking about what to start with, but Morgan looked up and sighed loudly: "I really feel that all this is like a dream, because this feeling, I have felt it in my dream countless times, but every time I wake up, it should be more empty and lost."
Gao Yang said with a smile, "it's true this time. You're not dreaming."
Morgan nodded and said, "yes, I have no regrets in my life that I can find this gun before I die. I thought it could only be left to Bob to find it, because I really don't think I can find it before I die."
"Don't always say that, as if you found the gun... Well, it's unlucky," he frowned
Morgan smiled, shook his head and whispered, "because I really don't have much time. I have lymphatic cancer.
Gao Yang waved his hand and said with a smile, "you'll recover soon... What did you say?"
Gao Yang didn't think about Morgan's words. To be exact, he didn't react, but it was like a lightning burst in his mind. He didn't react to what Morgan said until he said half of it politely.
"Lymphatic cancer."
Morgan regretfully shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly to Gao Yang: "it was found out a few days ago. It has been determined that there is lymphatic cancer."
Gao Yang shook his head. He felt thirsty. Looking at Morgan, who was nothing different in front of him, he swallowed his saliva hard and said in a trembling voice: "Falk!"
Morgan sighed and said helplessly, "when I first knew, I just wanted to say Falk."
Gao Yang shook his head, then raised his voice and said in a trembling voice, "no, this, no, this can be cured, right?"
Morgan spread his hand to Gao Yang and made a helpless gesture. Gao Yang breathed a sigh. He felt a little confused. Then he said in a daze again: "Oh, Falk! Falk! Falk! Falk! This is really bad, Falk! Does Bob know?"
Morgan shook his head. Then he patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "he doesn't know yet. Well, don't make me seem to die soon. No, if the treatment effect is good, I still have a few years to live. Of course, how long I can live depends on God's meaning, so I'm particularly grateful to you for finding this gun before I die."