Rebirth 79: I opened a bank in the United States

"Why were you arrested? Let's go and talk as we go."

Throwing away his coat, patting the gray footprints on his trouser legs, Carter took the lead and walked towards the parking lot.

Kazim looked back at Carter's clothes casually thrown on the ground, then looked at Carter who had already set off, gritted his teeth and chased after Carter with some reluctance.

"Because it sells leaves."

Seeing Carter getting into the car but showing no intention of starting the vehicle, Kazim hesitated for a moment, then opened the passenger door and got in.

"Being caught selling leaves is no small matter. I'm afraid it will be very difficult."

"If it's not difficult, why should I ask you, a white man?"

There’s nothing wrong with that!

Carter choked a little, then started the vehicle.

"Take me to your house to have a look, and ask a few familiar people to come over and understand the situation. Do you know who was arrested? If it was the city police department, let's say, if it was the Narcotics Control Bureau, then I'm afraid

There is no good solution."

"I don't know, but I know someone who might know the inside story."

Following Kazim's guidance, Carter drove the car to the black neighborhood in the west of the city. This was Carter's first time in black territory. While the car was still on the road, there were many black people on the street staring at him warily.

car.

Perhaps because they saw Kazim sitting in the passenger seat, they did not do anything drastic. After crossing two bumps on the road as speed bumps at low speed, Carter parked the car in front of Kazim's house. Then he parked the car in front of Kazim's house.

, followed Kazim into the other party's house.

"Kazim, who is this?"

Kazim's mother suddenly saw her son bringing back a white classmate, and Kazim's mother was a little surprised and at a loss.

"He is Carter, Carter Black. My classmate is also the owner of the bank in the city. He is the only one who can help with Dad's matter."

"Okay, okay, then...then Mr. Black, sit down quickly! You...you...Kazim, are you being bullied?"

After hurriedly asking Carter to sit down, Kazim's mother suddenly noticed the gray stains on the two people's bodies. The messy clothes and dust could not be erased by simply patting them.

"Who did this? Didn't Barriss help you?!"

This Barris is also black, and they are part of their small gang in school. Hearing that my mother almost revealed that he could call for help, but did not call for help, Kazim secretly glanced at Carter with some embarrassment. He seemed to be unconscious when he saw him.

After seeing this question, he quickly changed the topic and said:

"Mom, we'll talk about this later. The most important thing now is to rescue Dad. You entertain Carter first, and I'll call Uncle Barry and Uncle Duledrick. Carter needs to know who Dad is.

Who caught him is very important!"

"Yes, yes, then go quickly! They should all be at home, I saw them just now."

Kazim's mother responded repeatedly. Before leaving the house, Kazim said hello to Carter again and warned his brother not to cause trouble to Carter. Then he hurriedly walked out of the house.

Carter, who said little except for polite acknowledgments, secretly observed the scene in front of him, and could see that this Kazim was somewhat similar to himself.

Mom was not very capable of taking care of things. Once something happened to the man of the house, he would have to rely on him to run away. While Carter was thinking about it, a little black boy who was only about seven or eight years old suddenly ran to Carter and asked seriously

:

"Carter, brother said you would help us. But you are white, why do you want to help us black people?"

"Karim! Don't be rude to the guests, go back to your room!"

In the kitchen, Kazim's mother, who was making black tea, heard the sound and shouted.

"It's okay, ma'am, I don't care."

After returning to the kitchen, Carter turned his head to look at the young boy in front of him, but his eyes were filled with distrust of him. He reached out and wanted to rub the boy's naturally curly hair, but the latter dodged him directly.

Carter doesn't care either:

"I asked your brother this question before. I asked him, why do you want to help me? Want to be beaten with me? He said, because I need you to help me."

"Same answer, tell you, I also need your help."

"But what can we help you with? You have money, you have..."

Before the little boy's confusion was solved, Kazim came back.

"You go back to your room first, Karim Carter. People are here. This is Duledrick, and this is Barry. My father and I are both in the same gang. They should know who my father was arrested by.

"

There were two strong black men who came back with Kazim. The two stared at Carter and said nothing for a while, while Carter also looked at them.

There were no tattoos, and there was no so-called ferocious light. But as the two people sat on the sofa in front of them, Carter could feel a trace of nervous pressure. There was a hint of ferocity hidden in the indifferent pupils on their faces.

.

"Here, let's chat while you drink the freshly brewed black tea. I can't help you with Duke's affairs, so I can only leave it to you. I'm going back to the room first. You guys can chat. If you need anything, just ask Qazi.

Go and call me."

"Don't worry, we will try our best. Duke saved my life, I will not sit idly by."

"Yes, Madam, don't worry!"

After Kazim's mother dragged Karim upstairs, there were only four Carters left in the living room downstairs. At this time, the two black men spoke.

"Carter Black. I know you! That little capitalist in the bank, you help Duke, what do you need from us?"

The person who spoke seemed to be named Duledrick, and he didn't believe what Kazim said to him on the way. Just by accompanying Carter to receive a beating, he could get Carter's help. He thought that Carter must be interested in Kazim, or maybe

He said he had some plans for black people like them.

"It's enough to tell me which unit Duke was arrested by. Selling leaves is not a trivial matter. Paying bail doesn't mean everything will be fine. You don't understand legal things, and I don't understand either. After Duke comes back, let him

After a while, I will find a lawyer to find a way to see if the matter can be settled."

"No, I'm not talking about this. I'm asking, what do you want us to do after Duke is rescued?"

Duledric stared at Carter with sharp eyes, and Kazim also looked over at this time. Facing their gazes, Carter smiled and said nonchalantly:

"You don't have to do anything, just do your job. Of course, if you can help me beat up a few people, well... maybe there are a lot of people, maybe ten or twenty... that would be even better!"

"White people?"

Duledric looked at Kazim, seemingly questioning, but actually asked firmly.

"To be precise, they were white people who were out of power and about to flee Douglas."

"Are you going to make them disappear?"

Upon hearing Carter's words, Duledric and Barry looked at each other, slightly amazed, but soon showed a look of understanding. Sure enough, small capitalists are also capitalists, and none of these capitalists are good. Let's start with one.

More ruthless than one...

"No, no, no, that's too exaggerated. I'm a good person who abides by the law and pays taxes on time... It's enough to cut off my hands and feet. After all, it's better to keep a line in life so that we can meet each other easily in the future."

"time?"

Ignoring Carter's behavior of erecting a memorial arch, Durade Kerry asked directly.

"When Duke comes out, listen to my announcement!"