Stay calm and stay focused.
Angelica kept reminding herself at this moment.
Although her eyes were indeed locked on the dark-skinned man in front of her with jagged hands covered with crystal stones, she really felt that her field of vision was spinning, and the ground under her feet seemed to turn into a soft gel. , which makes one’s legs weak from time to time.
Everything happened so suddenly, and the situation took a turn for the worse. The child who had been chatting happily a second ago actually stole his wallet.
And her mentor, Mr. Edgar Waikolo, actually seized him and used him as a human shield to confront another extraordinary person.
Immediately afterwards, Elijah Marsh, the well-known labor leader in the newspaper, appeared here again, blocking the fire from both sides, and claimed that he knew who the criminal gang responsible for the pineapple theft was.
Why is he here? How did he find this place?
Was it the washerwoman's scream that attracted him, who happened to be nearby? Or is he actually part of a criminal gang and this was a premeditated coordinated operation?
Why does he know who the criminal gang is? What does that group of people have to do with him?
Although her mind had calmed down through thinking, Angelica's fingers on the hidden gun bag still couldn't help but tremble.
"You mean you have a good solution?"
Teacher Waikolo said. Angelica couldn't detect any expression on his face that could represent emotion. Maybe the next second he would smile and shake hands to make peace, or maybe the next second it would suddenly turn into a bloody storm.
"Yes, I guess this was Sinclair's idea. Only he would do such a thing. Although this guy has progressive ideas, flexible thinking, and strong practical ability, he always does things his own way and is too extreme."
Elijah Marsh explains. It was obvious that he was frightened by the sight of Ed, but he still tried to speak.
"So extreme that you rob a freight carriage carrying pineapples?" Edgar Waikolo's words finally showed a hint of suspicion, "You'd better know what you're talking about, otherwise I will think that you and him have at least one Should be put in a mental hospital.”
"I don't know the reason why he did this. But I..."
Marsh fumbled with his suit and wanted to put his hands into the inner pockets, but was immediately stopped by Teacher Waikolo:
"Wait a minute."
The usually clear and calm voice suddenly became a little louder, but also a little deeper, becoming calm and self-possessed. This was the first time Angelica heard him speak in this tone.
"Keep your hands where I can see them, Mr. Elijah Marsh. For your own safety."
"No, no, no, this is not...I...listen to me! I did prepare a solution!"
Marsh raised his hands above his head again and said nervously:
"I consulted a lawyer friend and the current situation is that as long as a settlement can be reached with the company involved, all members can be exempted from criminal prosecution."
"Very well, continue."
"...As for the loss of pineapples from the fruit company, we can make partial compensation through labor unions and public donations from all walks of life. They only need to sign the confession and settlement agreement. I kept the documents and checks in my clothes Yes, can I take it out?"
"Why don't you unbutton the button?" Mr. Edgar Waikolo signaled.
Marsh nodded, lowered his head and unbuttoned his suit one by one. Snap, a sealed folder fell out.
"What on earth are you talking about?"
Gerald finally lost his composure, and while retreating cautiously, he clenched his fists and asked. Due to hearing problems and the fact that Marsh had his back turned to him while speaking, he now had no idea what was going on.
"Mr. Marsh has a plan, Mr. Gerrard. He says there are ways for your friends to avoid prosecution."
Angelica said. Since Ed was blocked by Marsh, only she could explain it to Gerald.
Gerald didn't reply. He just nodded, glanced at Marsh's back, and slowly backed away step by step, maintaining a sense of intimidation until he completely disappeared into the crowded alley.
She immediately sent the One-Eyed Spider to follow him, and saw Gerald running swiftly and flexibly through the complicated alleyways. Finally, he climbed up a roof and fled elsewhere, disappearing from the One-Eyed Spider's sight.
The threat is over...?
"Can I pick up the folder now?" Marsh asked.
"certainly."
Ed released the stick from the little boy's chin and gently pushed him away with his palm.
The little boy staggered a few steps, turned back and glared at the man who kidnapped him as a human shield, but received a shining silver sixpence coin thrown at him.
"Here, this is the part you deserve. Calculate each other once, and now let's treat it as even."
The boy took the coin, glanced at Ed with a complicated expression, and ducked into the narrow gap in the alleyway to escape like a rabbit.
"Angelica, check whether the document is consistent with what he said." Teacher Waikolo said.
Angelica nodded, took the folder from Marsh, opened it and examined it.
It is indeed a complete contract document. It included the signatures of a lawyer and a legal representative of the West Coast Fruit Company, and the conditions were generally the same as what Marsh said.
The understood party needs to attend relevant activities arranged by West Coast Fruit Company as an image spokesperson. What does it mean?
