Golden Greenery

The next day, in the locker room at Gamble Sports City.

Rafael Marcos, whose face was not completely swollen yet, sat in his seat and pretended to be nonchalant, but he was actually extremely worried. He was beaten yesterday, and he knew exactly why he was beaten, but he became more and more puzzled: What did Zhuo Yang mean by not mentioning his watch?

He thought about it all night but couldn't figure it out. He even took out the Cartier watch from the depths of the cabinet and turned it over over and over, but he couldn't figure out the reason, so he put the watch back where it was.

Of course he didn't notice that the watch had been tampered with before he came back.

The private detective hired by Zhuo Yang took advantage of the time when Marcos' girlfriend Michelle went to Milan to attend a fashion show and the domestic helper went shopping in the supermarket to sneak in. Based on his professional experience, he quickly found Zhuo Yang's wife in the dark. watch.

According to Zhuo Yang's instructions, the detective just took a photo casually, did not take away the watch, and reported the news to Zhuo Yang as soon as possible. Moreover, detectives have the ethics and professional scope of detectives, and they will only be responsible for collecting evidence for their employers. If you take that watch, it is actually stealing, and they will never do it.

What's more, it can't be taken away. Taking it away will become a dead matter without evidence. As long as the watch is still in Marcos's hand, it will be a huge psychological pressure on him, and Zhuo Yang will have a way to make him mess up. The reason why the detectives keep an eye on him is to prevent him from destroying the evidence. Even if Marcos really wanted to destroy or abandon it, detectives might not be able to track him down, but it was still better than doing nothing.

Marcos had just secretly stopped Busquets in the parking lot and asked Xiao Bu to come home again in the evening and hand Zhuoyang's watch to him, but Busquets refused.

"This matter has nothing to do with me, and the watch is not mine. If you want to return it, just give it to Zhuoyang yourself."

One sentence made Marcos so angry that he had to have the courage to give it to Zhuo Yang with his own hands.

What does Zhuoyang mean? Could it be that you just want to beat yourself up and don’t want the watch anymore? If this is true, the beating yesterday was worth it, more than 280,000 euros!

Marcos was dreaming of good things when Zhuo Yang arrived.

Just like yesterday, after Zhuo Yang came in, he grinned at Marcos with a kind and warm look, and then walked straight over his cabinet and walked over here.

Marcos watched nervously as the Smiling Tiger stepped closer, his heart beating rapidly, as if he felt as a teenager when he first peeped at Izola, the leader's second daughter, while she was taking a bath.

Zhuo Yang came to him: "Hi,

Rafael, the weather is really nice today! "

Marcos was shocked: He made the opening remarks like this yesterday, and then used the excuse that I didn’t stand up.

As if on conditioned reflex, Marcos jumped up and stood up straight. But before he could think of what to say, Zhuo Yang's expression changed drastically again, like a spring breeze, he suddenly turned into a fierce rainstorm.

"Are you fucking scaring me? You fucking look down on me!"

'Snapped! ’ A backhand slap in the face caused Marcos to spit out the snot from his nose.

"I took the initiative to come here to chat with you with good intentions, but you fucking dare to look down on me and racially discriminate against me!"

'Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! ’

Involuntarily, there were three more big-eared posts, so fast that Marcos's thoughts of dodging had not finished, and Zhuoyang had already finished them.

"Who gave you the courage? Is it love? Who gave you the confidence? Is it responsibility?"

The confused teammates continued to be confused by his ridiculous remarks. Only captain Puyol was furious: "Zhuoyang, that's enough!"

Zhuo Yang didn't look back, just as if he was avoiding a sneak attack from behind, he slid sideways and dodged Puyol who rushed to pull him. Then he flew up and stamped Marcos on the chest, kicking him back to his seat and causing a loud bang in the cabinet behind him. Loud sound.

Marcos wanted to resist. He supported the seat with one hand and stretched his other hand forward to try to stand up again. It was said that it was too late and that it was too soon. Zhuo Yang said, "Pa!" 'His right hand gave another big slap, and his left hand grabbed Marcos's outstretched wrist, and then clamped his neck with his right arm. He pulled and twisted his arms together, and Marcos was thrown away by this move. go out.

Watching Marcos bounce twice on the ground and roll around twice, Zhuoyang stood still and let Puyol hug him.

"Zhuoyang, you have gone too far. Can't you just talk it out and solve it? Why do you have to do it!"

Messi, Xiaobai, and Coffee rushed over and hugged Zhuoyang, repeating yesterday. Before Zhuo Yang could speak, a low voice of indignation came from the corner of the locker room: "Huh, bullies don't bully like this. I really think of myself as a bully."

Zhuo Yang turned around in horror and said in a deep voice: "Even a fart is like a mosquito snoring. If you want to stand out, just stand up openly!"

French defender Abidal stood up and looked at Zhuo Yang without any sign of weakness. Henry beside him also stood up and stretched out his arms to stop Abidal, but he half lowered his head and looked neither at Zhuoyang nor Abidal.

At this time, the stance of everyone in the locker room was highlighted. Toure, Keita, Milito, Valdes, Pedro, Bojan and Heffren and other second-team players stood up and walked out of the locker room. Pinto and Harvey frowned angrily and sat there clenching their fists.

Alves and Ibrahimovic had expressionless faces. They were neither angry nor turned away. They just waited to see how things would develop. Pique and Busquets stood up from their seats, but did not move, nervously watching the situation in front of them. Qi Jesus walked directly to Zhuoyang, turned around and looked at Abidal with his hands on his hips, like an iron tower.

Puyol's brains are about to ejaculate. Although the Barcelona locker room is not united, there has never been such a confrontation since the Dutch gang was driven away. Is this a fight?

"Zhuo..."

Before the general team could speak again, Marcos, who had recovered his breath on the ground, raised his head stubbornly and said with great sadness and anger: "Zhuoyang, you have bullied others too much, you have bullied others too much."

"Oh, really?" Zhuo Yang curled his lips and smiled contemptuously: "Then you call the police and arrest me!"

Marcos: "..."

"Please call the police as soon as possible, saying that I violently assaulted you. Then you go to court to sue me, and I might have to pay you 280,000 yuan in damages. This is incredible, 280,000 yuan. Compensation exceeding 240,000 yuan is a felony. Then I But it’s over. Call the police?”

Everyone was confused and had no idea what he was saying, but Marcos understood.

280,000 is talking about the price of the watch. 240,000 is the amount limit for “particularly serious cases” in the crime of theft under the Spanish Criminal Code.

Once the crime of theft is confirmed, the sentencing will naturally vary depending on the value of the case. In the past, under Spanish criminal law, the red line for ‘particularly serious cases’ was 40 million Spanish pesetas. On March 1, 2002, when the peseta was officially abolished and the use of the euro was officially abolished, the exchange rate of pesetas to euros settled at 1 euro to 166.386 pesetas for the last time.

With new money and a new atmosphere, 40 million pesetas is approximately equal to a little more than 240,000 euros, so Spain rounded up the number. From then on, the red line for the crime of theft in Spain as a "particularly serious case" became 240,000 euros.

The case was particularly serious and the starting sentence was 10 years in prison.

Others couldn't understand, but Marcos understood clearly, and sweat immediately started flowing from his forehead.

‘Boom’, Guardiola opened the door and walked in. "What's going on? People, everyone go... Oh my god, why the hell are you lying on the ground making a fuss again?"