Blackstone Code

At this time, Horn, who was hiding in the countryside, was like an old farmer, wearing leather pants and working on a farm full of cow dung.

This is a farm he purchased a long time ago and also has a pasture.

Usually someone would take care of it. People only knew that it belonged to a rich man, but most people had never seen this rich man, except for the farm steward.

After the accident, Horn immediately realized that something was wrong and released some smoke bombs. He also had a stand-in.

He asked his substitute to go out to attract the public's attention on his behalf, while he secretly left Bupen and returned to the farm.

People were not too surprised by the sudden return of the master. As the federal economy developed rapidly again, international trade became prevalent, and the real industry once again exploded with vitality.

This has also led to the emergence of some new problems. More factories need workers, and urbanization is beginning to take shape.

Some young people are unwilling to stay in the countryside and begin to gather in the city, where they can earn more by joining a factory than by farming in the countryside...

This has also caused more young people to move to cities, and the population density in rural areas has begun to decrease, with only older people.

These older people have their own fixed social environment. They do not welcome new people to integrate into them, and they do not want to integrate into other new interpersonal relationships.

So Horn's arrival did not alarm anyone, and he began to live an extremely ordinary life.

Every day I just look at the crops and the animals in the pasture.

Originally, some things would be planted in winter, but as the weather gets colder, crops in northern rural areas have begun to stop growing.

Because no matter what you plant, at temperatures of tens of degrees below zero, it will basically look the same as nothing.

He put most of his energy into these animals.

After putting the fodder into the trough, Horn put his hands on his waist and straightened his upper body. This period was much better than at the beginning.

At the beginning, he couldn't do too much farm work at all and would be so tired that his whole body ached. Now the situation is much better. At least he can complete ordinary work.

He is a perseverant person, and his perseverance lies in his ability to endure various situations and maintain a high fighting spirit in various harsh environments.

This is also the secret of his success. He never gives up.

While he was stretching his sore waist, some large trucks passed by in the distance. Horn frowned and then called the housekeeper, "Go and see what happened?"

The housekeeper quickly ran to watch the excitement, and came back about forty minutes later with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Sir, they are here to build a greenhouse."

Greenhouses existed hundreds of years ago, and Horn had heard about them and seen them.

If this word appeared in a high-end community or manor, he would not be surprised at all.

There are many greenhouses on Paradise Island, where plants grow all year round.

No matter how the outside temperature changes, the temperature in the greenhouse is basically constant.

Especially with air conditioning, it is easier to control the temperature in summer.

But this is a rural area, and a greenhouse is built here... There are only a few people who can afford it, so why is it necessary?

Seeing that the housekeeper couldn't explain clearly, Horn decided to go and see for himself.

As he approached, he greeted some people he had met several times and moved to the front.

I saw a government official and several technicians promoting materials for greenhouse cultivation. They used a frame structure to build large-scale greenhouses.

The walls of the greenhouse are a waterproof and airtight material based on linen. This material can well ensure that cold air and rainwater do not penetrate into the greenhouse.

The top of the greenhouse uses some new materials.

Horn looked at it for a long time. To be honest, he felt that these things were indeed valuable and useful, but the problem was that people's thinking in rural areas... was a bit inappropriate.

If these things and materials for making greenhouses are paid for by farmers themselves, then basically all farmers will not buy them because the prices are too high.

Even if these greenhouses can be used repeatedly, people will not buy them. The prices of crops have indeed increased a lot in the past two years, but they are still not good enough compared to these materials.

If these things are distributed for free by administrative agencies such as local city halls, then there is no doubt that these things will eventually be "lost" by farmers, and then appear in some second-hand trading markets at home and abroad!

But things are definitely good things. The global climate is abnormal and food production is reduced. These things may not have obvious effects at the moment, but once they are fully rolled out, they will be a good thing for the whole world.

However, it is still too early to promote it now.

On the way back, Horn was somewhat surprised to see two strangers walking out of a roadside bar.

This town is not big, with just over a hundred households in total. Except for those who have left the local area, Horn has basically seen the rest of them.

But he had never seen these two people.

He saw the other party, but the other party did not see him. After leaving the bar, he got in the car and left.

Looking at the looks of these two people and the expressions on their faces, Horn had an intuition that these people might be here to find him.

Sometimes people have some kind of natural intuition, and this intuition is very accurate!

There was once a student who was about to graduate from high school and participated in the last autumn outing of his high school career with the school. When he was about to get on the train, he had a premonition that the train was going to derail. In the end, he and some other classmates did not get on the train.

Then the train derailed, causing a large number of deaths.

The FBI believed that the high school student was responsible for all this, but later found out that it was all a coincidence and let him go.

Many people believe in intuition, and so does Horn.

He knew better that this world was far more mysterious than people realized, so he immediately stopped and walked quickly in the opposite direction.

He could be neurotic countless times, but the result was that some people in the town and on the farm thought he was mentally ill.

But he must not be careless, not even once.

One careless result may cost him his life!

At night, he hid on a water tower a few hundred meters away from the farm. This was an abandoned water tower, but no one knew that the water tower had been transformed into a temporary shelter.

People don't pay attention to it, and they don't think about demolishing it. No one except Horn knows the situation inside the water tower.

He stared at the distant farm through a telescope through a window, always feeling a little uneasy.

At around eleven o'clock in the evening, lights suddenly came on in the already dark farm in the distance, and Horn's sleepiness was instantly driven away.

He jumped up, looked through the telescope at what was happening on the farm, and immediately realized that he had been exposed.

At this time, in the farm, several people under the instructions of the Duncan family had driven everyone outside the house.

All the lights were lit, and people were coming and going in the houses, in the cellars, and in the various warehouse buildings.

They searched all the places they could search, but no trace of Horn was found, which made the leader very angry.

It's obviously a very simple thing, but I didn't expect it to go wrong. This not only means that the large bonus is gone, but also that I may be punished!

When he thought of this, the leader's face became particularly ugly.

"He was still there in the afternoon, and we didn't notice any vehicles leaving. He couldn't go far just by walking on his legs. He must still be in the town."

"Go and find him, no matter what the cost!"

…

Meanwhile, back at York State Prison, someone was packing up their belongings.

"Are you going out tomorrow?" A criminal leaned against the wall and looked at his roommate, his eyes full of envy.

Only those who have lost their freedom can understand the preciousness of freedom. He is still a long way from leaving, but this does not prevent him from imagining what it will be like when he leaves.

Garp nodded in agreement and put some books on the table, "These are books related to accounting work and law. If you can take the time to read these books, your treatment here will be better." Take it to the next level.”

His roommate nodded, "I will watch it carefully, don't worry."

Some people say that Garp is not here to go to jail, but to work. Except that he cannot leave the prison, there are almost no restrictions on him here.

He can go anywhere he wants and talk to anyone, including the warden.

If necessary, he can also spend the night outside the prison cell, such as the duty room or even the warden's office.

And all this is because he can help everyone file their taxes in the optimal way, so everyone has a little money left over.

In addition, he taught himself legal knowledge and was able to help some prisoners deal with some legal issues.

Both prison officials and prisoners respect him.

Even the most unsociable thorn in the prison would not target him.

Now that his "good days" are finally coming to an end, he does not intend to take these books away, but will leave them with his roommates.

Since reporting Michael last time, he has been eligible for a reduced sentence.

The warden explained to the Ministry of Justice three times the active role he played in leading reform in the prison, and the Ministry of Justice allowed him to commute his sentence three times based on his case and his role in society before committing the crime.

The original sentence of more than ten years was served in six years.

These six years... were like a dream to him!

His roommate nodded, "I'll take a closer look. After I get out...", he paused.

Garp answered immediately, "Call me when the time comes and I will come pick you up."

Michael was already incarcerated at another location, and this was his "new roommate," and it was good for him.

The roommate smiled and stopped talking.

After Garp packed everything, he sat on the edge of the bed. Suddenly, he found that his breathing was a little disordered and his heartbeat was a little accelerated.

He was inexplicably afraid of the coming tomorrow of freedom.