Wine and Gun

Here's a face you see in the newspapers: Mr. Bruce Pritzker, Mayor of Westland, one of the hottest names in the upcoming 2018 gubernatorial election.

Hunter pushed Olga's wheelchair, and the two strolled in the park.

Before this, Hunter never thought he would live such a... "family" life, but it is:

He listened to Olga's words, temporarily gave up the pursuit of matters related to the Sunday gardener, and instead borrowed two unsolved mystery files from Olga for research; Special was responsible for taking him back to school, but turned a blind eye to him sneaking to Olga's house or his rental house for the night; Annie went to work five days a week, taking care of Olga's diet and taking her to work. The hospital reviews and accompanies her in rehab, and Hunter takes Olga out for a breath of fresh air on Annie's days off.

In a blink of an eye, it was the end of July, and time went by just as quickly, without running around in a lousy motel, without scrambling with a fugitive on bail.

They were walking in the shade of a large lush and lovely tree, and it was at this time that Olga suddenly turned away from the topic of Rolls-Royce custom prosthetics without warning: "Do you want to adopt Midalen? ?"

Hunter inevitably choked: "What?!"

"We all know there's a reason Midalen doesn't like going to school," Olga said calmly. "The Slade Trial was too loud, despite the WLPD's attempts to keep underage witnesses secret from the media. but since he testified in court, the news spread quickly. I don't know what the atmosphere is in his school now, but I know how friendly a child of this age is to a victim of the Qiángjian case ——Even if he wasn't killed."

Hunter was silent for a moment, then said distressedly: "He is the kind of child who doesn't tell anyone what he has in mind, including after he was rescued from Sequoia Manor, he told everyone that he was fine... But God, he stabbed a guy in the neck in front of me! There's no way he's actually completely safe."

"That's the trouble with a child who is too independent, I don't think the people in the orphanage and the support group can see what help he needs, he's not the same as his victim," Olga recounts. As mentioned above, I think he needs an adoptive family."

"...And you think I'm a good choice?" Hunter sounded like he thought Olga was crazy.

"Aren't you a choice? We can all see that the kid likes you very much. He also said that he will be a bounty hunter when he grows up." Olga blinked and said in an innocent tone.

"Social workers and those in charge of auditing don't think so. I've been in at least four cases, I don't have a formal job, and sometimes I have to live on welfare." Hunter retorted, failing to conceal his voice. of bitterness.

Olga tapped her fingers on the armrest of the wheelchair, pointing out the fact rather grimly: "You're already tempted, otherwise you wouldn't have listed a whole bunch of reasons why you couldn't adopt Midalen."

Hunter responded with silence, and for a moment he could only hear the faint sound of wheelchair wheels rolling across the grass. Olga didn't seem to be in a hurry. She waited for a long time before hearing the truth from Hunter. Hunter smiled bitterly: "Seriously, who wouldn't be moved? Midalen is a good boy."

Olga was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "Or there is another way to get back to it: I can adopt Midalen and let you be his godfather."

"--what?!"

Olga turned around with difficulty and observed the expression on Hunter's face: "Wait a minute, why are you looking like I would stew a child in a pot and eat it?"

"Because you don't look like someone who would adopt a child at all!" Hunter complained fiercely.

"It used to be true, but as you said, Midalen is really a different kid, and he doesn't look like a migraine;" Olga answered him easily, "Secondly, One has to face reality—" She reached out and patted her amputated leg, "Even if a prosthesis is installed in the future, I will never be able to live the kind of person who nimbly runs around and follows clues alone. As time goes by, it is conceivable that I will need an assistant at that time."

Hunt couldn't help but glared at her: "Is the way you choose an assistant to adopt a child?"

"Why not? Isn't that how Bruce Wayne is?"

"Olga!"

"Just kidding," Olga shrugged, a grin flashed across her face, then faded quickly. Then she became serious: "Well, the truth is: Midalen spent the night at my house last night, and he asked me if you could adopt him. Although he didn't say it clearly, he obviously didn't want to live in the orphanage anymore."

Hunter stared at Olga speechlessly, forgetting to continue pushing the wheelchair.

Olga was not in a hurry, just looked at the woodland in front of him quietly: "Then I analyzed your financial situation with him for a long time and why you can't adopt him. He looked very depressed. In view of this, I formally Proposal to you: I'm financially strong enough to adopt him, and I may not be physically fit to continue living alone; so if you promise to be his godfather, I'll tell Midalen and let him consider whether he agrees Adoption."

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