Outside Goliath Winery in the dead of the night, there were already over ten police cars parked.
The flashing police lights and the neon in the rain looked so hazy.
The surviving cultists were bagged over their heads and taken away in police cars.
One by one, the bodies wrapped in black body bags were carried out of the winery, placed into the hearse.
With that, things were finally coming to a temporary close.
The police officer who had previously spoken to Du Wei on the phone watched as the last body was loaded into the vehicle and then turned to say, “Mr. Du Wei, we express our deepest gratitude for your contributions to the public safety of New York City.”
He spoke with great solemnity, “Considering your long-standing close cooperation with the police, we will award you a large sum of money and present you with the Outstanding Citizen Medal.”
His gaze shifted to Du Wei, who stood in the rain with an umbrella.
Du Wei nodded, speaking calmly, “It’s what I should do, and if it weren’t for my good friend Officer Tom, with his affirmation and support, this matter wouldn’t have concluded so soon.”
From his return to New York City to the end of the affair, only a single day had passed.Of course, he mentioned this to connect Tom with the incident.
After all, he didn’t have much use for the police’s credit.
The police officer wasn’t aware of Du Wei’s thoughts and earnestly said, “Regardless, you are a fine citizen of New York City.”
Du Wei smiled and said, “Just remember to burn all those bodies.”
The other party promised seriously, “Please be assured, we will certainly do so. By the way, do you need me to take you back to the psychological counseling clinic?”
Du Wei waved his hand, refusing, “No need, I drove here, and now I have to go see my girlfriend.”
After saying this, he turned and left.
The police officer watched Du Wei’s retreating figure, respect growing in his eyes.
He couldn’t help but sigh, “If only all the citizens of New York City had a sense of justice like Mr. Du Wei.”
Of course, he knew that standing up for justice required confidence.
And he knew that Du Wei had just that confidence.
After all, Du Wei had the support of the church and was the brother of Tom, the head of the New York City Police Department; ordinary people could only mean well but be powerless.
…
At 1:08 in the early morning of June 11th.
The Furman District appeared even quieter in the rain.
Driving his car, Du Wei entered the district.
The security guards were already familiar with him, so although they found it odd that he had switched to a Volkswagen sedan, they did not stop him.
At Alex’s doorstep.
Du Wei opened the car door and stepped out with a bunch of roses in his hand, walking to the entrance.
He cleared his throat and pressed the doorbell…
Although his girlfriend Alex had given him a key to her place a long time ago, Du Wei felt strange after not coming back for two or three days.
Umm…
He felt a bit awkward.
After a while, footsteps could finally be heard from behind the door.
Creak…
Alex opened the door wearing an oversized hoodie, expressionless, fixing her gaze on the bunch of roses in Du Wei’s hand for a few seconds, her eyes turning increasingly dangerous.
“You actually remember how to come back? And these roses, did you go to Scolyn City to pick flowers again?”
“Uh… no, I bought these from a nearby flower shop, do you like them?”
Alex was livid, “I absolutely love them.”
In the past, many had pursued her with fresh flowers, exquisite jewelry, valuable gems, even offering her cars and houses, but she had never spared them a glance.
Because she found them all too common.
Since she met Du Wei, she had realized one thing: what was common just because she didn’t like that if it came from someone she liked, it didn’t matter what it was – it always seemed so unique.
It’s just…
It’s always flowers…
“Can’t you be a bit more original…”
Alex snorted coldly and turned to enter the room.
Du Wei, not knowing what to do, walked in awkwardly with the bouquet of roses and closed the door behind him.
“Dear, are you angry?”
As soon as he entered, Du Wei hurriedly asked.
This made Alex even more annoyed, “Why should I be angry?”
She sat on the sofa and started drinking a cup of coffee.
All her emotions were written on her face.
Du Wei quickly sat down next to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
She didn’t resist.
He thought to himself, This is not a big problem.
But he said, “Dear, there’s an interesting phenomenon in psychology.”
“People are easily influenced by external factors: visual, auditory, tactile, and so on.”
“The bright colors of flowers give a visual impact, and the more vibrant the flowers, the more they tend to lift one’s spirits.”
“Many people have given flowers their own language, using different colors and types to convey different meanings.”
“Roses represent love, their message burns with passion.”
“But what I want to tell you is that I keep giving you flowers because I’m not good at expressing my love for you in words, so I use flowers instead.”
“That’s why I brought you this bouquet of roses.”
As he finished speaking, Alex couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow and huffed, “Where did you learn to say that?”
Du Wei smiled slightly, “Straight from the heart.”
“Haha,” Alex took the roses, eyeing them with a cold laugh, “I’m not mad that you only know how to give me flowers, but rather it’s the text you sent me at three in the morning yesterday.”
Du Wei, puzzled, asked, “Shouldn’t I report that I’m safe to you?”
Alex laughed, “Reporting that you’re safe is fine, but how could you just reply with ‘get some rest early’? I was worried about you for two days, two whole days…”
“And then you tell me to get some rest early…”
Du Wei looked ashamed, “So how should I have replied to your text?”
Alex rested her forehead in her hand, “You should have replied that you missed me too… or that you would be back to see me soon. Does being in love make you a fool?”
Du Wei’s eyes brightened and he said deeply, “But if I had really done what you suggested, I might have had to send you texts all night.”
Alex’s tone softened slightly, “Really… for real?”
Du Wei said earnestly, “Of course it’s true, and no amount of sweet talk can compare to saying it to your face.”
With that, Du Wei gently pulled Alex into his arms and whispered in her ear, “Dear, the truth is, I’ve been thinking about you all this time.”
Alex let out a petulant huff, “So where’s your sweet talk then?”
Du Wei was stumped…
He began to think calmly, searching for a solution.
But his mind was completely blank.
The sweet nothings he had just spoken were learned from the language of flowers he saw while buying them.
Du Wei opened his mouth, but he couldn’t find the words to say.
Seeing this, Alex, extremely annoyed, pinched him and pulled Du Wei into the bedroom.
“Come on, let’s talk in bed, slowly. If you repeat even one sentence, don’t blame me for not letting you sleep…”
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