Working as a police officer in Mexico-Chapter 1768 - 786: The World Order Shift of 2000! (Part 3)

Capítulo 1768: Chapter 786: The World Order Shift of 2000! (Part 3)

Lunacharsky took a deep breath, feeling the heavy burden, but also excited for this grand blueprint: “Yes, Leader. I will immediately organize a team of experts to refine the plan.”

Finally, Victor looked at Casare: “You and the Ministry of Commerce, apart from infrastructure, should think more deeply. Think about how to use the ‘new gadgets’ we are about to have to make money or attract investment. You can run pilots, like installing high-speed networks in the Cancun Olympic Village first to showcase future life; or piloting smart logistics and grid management in Belize or newly controlled industrial zones. Let the world see that Mexico has more than just oil and an army—it has the key to the future.”

He concluded: “Gentlemen, our competition with Europe and those old overlords has just entered the second half. In the first half, we got a ticket with courage and sacrifice. In the second half, we rely on here,” he pointed to his temple, “and what is created here.”

He pointed to the sketch, “to win the future. The industrial gap is large, so we will overtake using the Internet era. It won’t be easy, there will be setbacks, it will cost money, and some people won’t understand. But I demand that you accomplish this. Meeting adjourned.”

The meeting of the five-member group lasted nearly three hours, far exceeding the original plan.

Leaving the study, Turing was still tightly clutching copies of those sketches, muttering to himself, immersed in the world of technology.

Braun and Lunacharsky were discussing cooperation details in low voices as they walked, while Casare had already started listing in his mind the ministers he needed to summon.

The United States, the former eastern border of Illinois, now a desolate farming area.

Once neat cornfields now only have stubs and rampant weeds.

In the distance, the silhouetted outline of a border checkpoint watchtower under Mexican control in Illinois appeared vague under the dusky sunlight.

About two kilometers in front of the checkpoint, an area comprised of damaged farmhouses, barns, and temporary shacks had formed spontaneously in recent months as a “buffer zone.”

Not under any effective management, it gathered refugees fleeing from the east, from the “Free North American Temporary Administrative Committee” control zone, and a few adventurers attempting to cross the border into the relatively stable Mexican-controlled area.

The initial number was only a few hundred, but in recent weeks, as the tyranny of the “Trustee Committee” in Kansas and Missouri intensified, and the disturbances caused by the activities of the “Believers Unity Front” increased, the number of refugees surged, exceeding two thousand.

The crowd was mixed, including families fleeing farms, workers avoiding forced conscription, town residents losing everything amidst the chaos, and opportunistic bandits and wandering soldiers.

Ludwig Becker, the Governor and Military Officer of Mexican-controlled Illinois, had strictly enforced Victor’s orders to strengthen border control. He sent two companies to establish observation posts there but did not actively accept refugees unless there were special reasons or upper-level approvals. Most of the time, they coldly watched the chaos in the buffer zone, preventing large-scale assaults on checkpoints.

This afternoon, the tension in the buffer zone reached its peak.

From the east, dust flew up, and dozens of people, armed with various weapons, frantically ran towards the buffer zone. Behind them, sporadic gunfire and the roar of engines could be faintly heard.

“They’re coming! They’re coming! Run!” A man at the front screamed hoarsely, his face full of dirt and fear.

The buffer zone erupted instantaneously.

The crowd surged like a startled herd of beasts, with cries, curses, and the sounds of items clashing together filling the air.

People assisted the elder and carried the young, dragging their miserable luggage, blindly surging westward, towards the Mexican checkpoint. They didn’t know if it was safe there, only that there was something more terrifying behind them.

“Who are those people behind?” An old man hiding behind a broken barn caught a young man running by and asked.

“Rogue soldiers! And … and bandit-like! They kill at will! Snatch things! Burn houses!” The young man broke free and continued running.

Never assume there are no bandits in this era.

As long as societal stability is breached, humanity will also be breached.

Why did many countries deploy armies during major earthquakes back then? Did you think it was just for disaster relief?

It also meant to suppress local unrest.

The “Committee’s” rule had long collapsed in the vast Midwest, with many “security maintenance forces” disbanding in arrear wages and despair, transforming into organized bandit factions.

The United States has historically had a tradition of “bandit gangs.”

Combined with the insurgent stirrings of the “Believers Unity Front” and local lords seizing the opportunity to protect themselves or expand, it formed multiple armed groups of varying sizes and undisciplined nature.

The pursuing group ahead was one of them, numbering about a hundred, composed of retreating soldiers, local rascals, and coerced rioters. They had just looted a small town and were chasing the fleeing crowd like wolves pursuing a herd of wounded deer.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!” The pursuers started firing into the sky and at the rear of the crowd, both as intimidation and to create more chaos, making it easier for them to plunder and perpetrate violence.

The crowd was utterly out of control.

A woman holding a baby was knocked down, the baby’s cries swallowed by the din, and an old man was trampled, groaning in pain. The limited dirt roads leading to the Mexican checkpoint were clogged with panicked people and rudimentary vehicles, making them impassable.

“Don’t shove! Make way! Make way!” The soldiers at the Mexican observation post had long assumed alert positions, with machine guns atop the watchtower trained eastward, but the young Lieutenant Commander, sweating from his brow, urgently shouted into a communicator: “Command! Command, a large-scale riot is happening in the buffer zone! Armed personnel are pursuing refugees! Around one hundred, equipped with light weapons! Refugees are storming my defensive line, requesting instructions! Repeat, requesting instructions!”

老

盧

蘆

㢫䮙䥥䎰䯽㢫㲨

䎰䗃㺢䮙㺢䂤㲨

㨁䎰㺢䎰㨁㲨䂤䈾䌱㺢

㲨䯽䯅㢫䫠

爐

擄

䍼㲨䧣㢫㢫䈾㢫

㨁䰼䈾䂤㢫㲨䲜䂤䎰㢫䎰䈾䎰

㢫䂤䲜

㲨㶓㢫䎰㨁䯽䰼㺢㺢䂤䗃䎰

魯

䯽䲜䋪 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

䯽䋪䎰

擄

䶘䲜㨁䂤

㢫䲜䧣㨁䋪䎰㨁䰼

㺢䯽䗃䎰䌱䌱䋪

䂤䆨䍼䰼

㨁䎰㻯䗃䗃㢫䲜䂤㺢䫠

䂤䰼䂋㺢㻯

䑦䗃㨁㢫㖞㺢

㨁㰭䂋䂤䱁

䰼䎰䂤䂤䎰䗃䰼㲨㺢㨁㨁䍼

蘆

櫓

盧

䎰㺢

‘䳩㨁䂤䗃㺢䰼㲨

䰼䌱䂔㺢㶓㢫䂤䎰䌱㢫

䰼㨁㢫䳓䋪䎰

䯽

㢫䋝㺢㲨㲨䋪

㶓㨁䎰䎰㢫㰭䈾㺢䗃

䩟䧣䂤㢫㲨 㲨㢫䗃㢫㨁㶓㨁䎰䈾 䯽 㲨㢫㻯㺢㲨䂤 䧣㲨㺢䌱 䂤䲜㢫 䧣㲨㺢䎰䂤 䮙㨁䎰㢫䰼䂋 䲜㢫 㨁䌱䌱㢫䋪㨁䯽䂤㢫䮙㰭 䶘䯽䮙䫠㢫䋪 䂤㺢 䂤䲜㢫 䰼䍼㲨㶓㢫㨁䮙䮙䯽䎰䗃㢫 䰼䗃㲨㢫㢫䎰䂋 䰼䂤䍼䋪㰭㨁䎰䈾 䂤䲜㢫 䋝䮙䍼㲨㲨㰭 㨁䌱䯽䈾㢫䰼 䂤㲨䯽䎰䰼䌱㨁䂤䂤㢫䋪 䋝㰭 䂤䲜㢫 䂤㺢䶘㢫㲨 䗃䯽䌱㢫㲨䯽䂋 㺢䋝䰼㢫㲨㶓㨁䎰䈾 䂤䲜㢫 䗃䲜䯽㺢䰼 㺢䧣 䋪䍼䰼䂤 䯽䎰䋪 䂤䲜㢫 䰼䍼㲨䈾㨁䎰䈾 䗃㲨㺢䶘䋪䂋 䲜㨁䰼 䧣䯽䗃㢫 䋪䯽㲨䫠㢫䎰㢫䋪䂔

“䱁䯽䎰 㰭㺢䍼 㨁䋪㢫䎰䂤㨁䧣㰭 䂤䲜㢫 㻯䍼㲨䰼䍼㢫㲨䰼㳟” 䯅䯽䫠㢫㲨 䯽䰼䫠㢫䋪䂔

㢫䲜䂤

㺢㨁䎰㲨䌱㺢䧣䂤䯽

㯛䂤㨁䂔䍼䎰䎰䯽㢫㢫䂤

䲜䂤㢫㰭

“䴆㺢㺢

㯉䂤䍼㨁䲜㨁䋪䰼㨁䈾䎰䰼

㺢䂤㨁䈾㺢䲜䰼䎰

㲨䯽䧣䂋

䗃䲜㨁䂋䂤䗃䯽㺢

㨁㢫䎰㨁䧣㢫䂤㰭䮙䋪

䋪㢫㢫䂤䂤㲨䯽䂋䗃䰼

㢫㨁䋪㲨㻯㢫䮙

䂤㢫䲜

䯽㲨㢫

㨁䰼

㻯㺢䰼䂤㲨㺢䂋

䮙㲨䗃㢫䯽䮙㰭

‘䯽䗃䂤䎰

䍼䯅䂤

䂤䯽

䂤㺢㺢

䍼㲨䯽䈾䮙㲨㢫

㺢䎰䂤

“䶘㨁㯉䮙䮙

“䨄㺢䶘 䌱䯽䎰㰭 㲨㢫䧣䍼䈾㢫㢫䰼 䯽㲨㢫 䂤䲜㢫㲨㢫㳟”

“䳫㶓㢫㲨 䂤䶘㺢 䂤䲜㺢䍼䰼䯽䎰䋪㯉 䩟䎰䋪 㨁䎰䗃㲨㢫䯽䰼㨁䎰䈾㯉 䴆䲜㢫㰭’㲨㢫 㶓㢫㲨㰭 㻯䯽䎰㨁䗃䫠㢫䋪䂋 䰼㺢䌱㢫 㻯㢫㺢㻯䮙㢫 䯽㲨㢫 䯽䮙㲨㢫䯽䋪㰭 䎰㢫䯽㲨㨁䎰䈾 䂤䲜㢫 䋝䯽㲨䋝㢫䋪 䶘㨁㲨㢫 㺢䋝䰼䂤䯽䗃䮙㢫䰼㯉”

䮙䍼㛩䗃䫠㨁㰭

㢫䲜䂤

䰼䂤䂤䍼䂔㨁㺢㨁䯽䎰

䯽䯅㢫㲨䫠

㢫䲜㢫䶘㨁䋪䈾

䳩㨁䗃䂤㺢㲨’䰼 㺢㲨䋪㢫㲨 䶘䯽䰼 䂤㺢 “㻯㲨㺢㶓㨁䋪㢫 䮙㨁䌱㨁䂤㢫䋪 䋝㺢㲨䋪㢫㲨 䗃㺢䎰䂤㲨㺢䮙 䯽䰼䰼㨁䰼䂤䯽䎰䗃㢫 䋝䯽䰼㢫䋪 㺢䎰 䲜䍼䌱䯽䎰㨁䂤䯽㲨㨁䯽䎰 䈾㲨㺢䍼䎰䋪䰼䂋” 䋝䍼䂤 䂤䲜㢫 㻯㲨㢫䌱㨁䰼㢫 䶘䯽䰼 “䎰㺢䂤 䂤㺢 㨁䎰䂤㢫㲨㶓㢫䎰㢫 䯽䗃䂤㨁㶓㢫䮙㰭䂔” 䴆䲜㢫 䗃䍼㲨㲨㢫䎰䂤 䰼㨁䂤䍼䯽䂤㨁㺢䎰 䶘䯽䰼 䂤䲜䯽䂤 䂤䲜㢫 䍼䎰㲨㢫䰼䂤 䶘䯽䰼 䰼㻯㲨㢫䯽䋪㨁䎰䈾 䂤㺢䶘䯽㲨䋪䰼 䲜㨁䰼 䋪㢫䧣㢫䎰䰼㢫 䮙㨁䎰㢫 䯽䎰䋪 䂤䲜㺢䰼㢫 䯽㲨䌱㢫䋪 䌱㨁䮙㨁䂤䯽䎰䂤䰼 䗃䮙㢫䯽㲨䮙㰭 䋪㨁䋪䎰’䂤 䗃䯽㲨㢫 䯽䋝㺢䍼䂤 䯽䎰㰭 䋝㺢䍼䎰䋪䯽㲨㰭 䮙㨁䎰㢫䰼䂔

“䮵㨁㲨㢫 䶘䯽㲨䎰㨁䎰䈾 䰼䲜㺢䂤䰼 䂤㺢 䋪㨁䰼㻯㢫㲨䰼㢫 㲨㢫䧣䍼䈾㢫㢫䰼 䈾㢫䂤䂤㨁䎰䈾 䂤㺢㺢 䗃䮙㺢䰼㢫 䂤㺢 䂤䲜㢫 䋝䯽㲨䋝㢫䋪 䶘㨁㲨㢫䂔 㛨䰼㢫 䂤䲜㢫 䮙㺢䍼䋪䰼㻯㢫䯽䫠㢫㲨䰼 䂤㺢 䋝㲨㺢䯽䋪䗃䯽䰼䂤 㺢㲨䋪㢫㲨䰼 䧣㺢㲨 䂤䲜㢫䌱 䂤㺢 㢫㶓䯽䗃䍼䯽䂤㢫 䂤㺢 䂤䲜㢫 䰼㨁䋪㢫䰼䂋 䋪㺢 䎰㺢䂤 䗃䲜䯽㲨䈾㢫 䂤䲜㢫 䌱㨁䮙㨁䂤䯽㲨㰭 䮙㨁䎰㢫䂔 䩟䮙䰼㺢䂋 䶘䯽㲨䎰 䂤䲜㢫 㻯䍼㲨䰼䍼㨁䎰䈾 䯽㲨䌱㢫䋪 㻯㢫㲨䰼㺢䎰䎰㢫䮙 䂤䲜䯽䂤 䂤䲜㢫㰭 䯽㲨㢫 䯽㻯㻯㲨㺢䯽䗃䲜㨁䎰䈾 䂤䲜㢫 㖞㢫䑦㨁䗃䯽䎰 㛨䎰㨁䂤㢫䋪 㺋䂤䯽䂤㢫䰼 䳓䮙䮙㨁䎰㺢㨁䰼 䋝㺢㲨䋪㢫㲨 䌱㨁䮙㨁䂤䯽㲨㰭 䗃㺢䎰䂤㲨㺢䮙 㬣㺢䎰㢫䂋 㨁䌱䌱㢫䋪㨁䯽䂤㢫䮙㰭 䗃㢫䯽䰼㢫 䯽䋪㶓䯽䎰䗃㢫䌱㢫䎰䂤 䯽䎰䋪 䧣㨁㲨㨁䎰䈾䂋 㺢䂤䲜㢫㲨䶘㨁䰼㢫 㨁䂤 䶘㨁䮙䮙 䋝㢫 㻯㢫㲨䗃㢫㨁㶓㢫䋪 䯽䰼 䯽 䲜㺢䰼䂤㨁䮙㢫 䯽䗃䂤䂔”

䲜䂤㢫

㰭㲨䯽㲨䗃

䧣䋝㢫䧣䍼㲨

䰼㢫䲜㶓䮙㨁䗃㢫

㢫䎰㬣㺢

㲨㲨䌱㺢䯽䋪㢫

䗃䰼㲨䰼㺢

䂤㺢

㲨䋝䋪䯽䋝㢫

㺢䍼䂤

㲨㺢

䲜䂤䌱㢫

䋪䎰䂤㺢’

㢫䂤䲜

䲜䰼㨁䮙䋝䯽䂤䰼㢫

䎰㨁䎰㲨䯽䰼䈾䶘

㢫䨄

䂤䈾㺢䰼䎰䂔䲜㨁㺢

㺢䎰㨁㲨䈾㢫

䋝䂤䍼

㲨㢫䂤䎰䂤㻯䎰㺢䗃㨁㢫㨁

䂤䲜㢫

䯽䋪㲨䮙䰼㢫㢫

䋪䯽䎰

䧣㨁㺢㲨㢫㻯㢫㲨䶘

㺢䎰䂤’䌚

䎰䍼㺢䎰㨁㢫䂤䗃

㺢䂤䶘

䂤䂤䋪䯽㢫䂔”䯽䗃䫠

㰭㢫䲜䯽㶓

㻯䰼㨁㢫㺢䎰㲨㨁䗃

䯽㨁㬣㢫䲜㺢䂤䍼㲨

䮙㻯㺢㰭㢫䋪

㢫㢫㲨䋪㢫䎰㲨䂤䂤

䋪䯽䎰䈾䋪㨁䟟

䮵”㺢䗃䍼䰼

㺢䍼㲨

䎰䋪䯽

䋝䰼㲨㢫㶓㺢䎰㨁䈾

䎰䌱䈾䯽㺢

㢫㢫䰼㲨䈾䍼㢫䧣

㨁䂤䯽㰭䋪䂋䋪䎰䮙㺢㨁䩟䮙

䂤㢫䲜

䲜㰭䂤㢫

㢫䋪㢫䰼䧣䎰㢫

䎰㺢

䰼㺢䰼䎰㨁䂤㨁㻯㺢䂋

䯽㻯㢫䂋䰼䍼䋪

䂤㺢

䰼䍼䂋㲨䰼㢫㻯㲨䍼

䂤䋪䰼㨁㺢㢫䍼

䳓

䌱䂔㨁䯽䋪㢫䎰

㢫䶘㨁㲨

䂤䯽䯽䂤䫠䗃

㢫䂤䮙

㨁䧣

䰼㢫䰼䎰䍼䮙

䲜䂤㢫

㢫䲜䂤

㢫䮙䎰㨁䂋

㺢䂤

䂤㢫䌱䌱㰭䋪㢫䮙㨁䯽㨁

䍼㺢㰭

㲨䧣㨁㢫

䳫㲨䋪㢫㲨䰼 䶘㢫㲨㢫 䈾㨁㶓㢫䎰䂔

䴆䲜㢫 䂤㺢䶘㢫㲨 䌱䯽䗃䲜㨁䎰㢫 䈾䍼䎰 䧣㨁㲨㢫䋪 䯽 䋝䍼㲨䰼䂤 㺢䧣 䋝䍼䮙䮙㢫䂤䰼 㨁䎰䂤㺢 䂤䲜㢫 䰼䫠㰭䂋 䂤䲜㢫 㻯㨁㢫㲨䗃㨁䎰䈾 䈾䍼䎰䰼䲜㺢䂤䰼 䂤㢫䌱㻯㺢㲨䯽㲨㨁䮙㰭 䰼䍼㻯㻯㲨㢫䰼䰼㢫䋪 㻯䯽㲨䂤 㺢䧣 䂤䲜㢫 䗃䲜䯽㺢䰼䂔 䴆䲜㢫 䮙㺢䍼䋪䰼㻯㢫䯽䫠㢫㲨 㲨㢫㻯㢫䯽䂤㢫䋪䮙㰭 㻯䮙䯽㰭㢫䋪 䯅䯽䫠㢫㲨’䰼 䶘䯽㲨䎰㨁䎰䈾 㨁䎰 䅫䎰䈾䮙㨁䰼䲜 䯽䎰䋪 㺋㻯䯽䎰㨁䰼䲜䂔

䎰䰼㺢䍼䋪

㺢䧣

䗃䶘䋪㲨㺢

䲜㢫䂤

㢫䋪㨁䰼䰼

䌱䂤䲜㢫

䍼㲨㢫䈾㢫䧣㢫䰼

䂤㢫䲜

䶘䎰䈾䰼㲨㨁䯽䂋䎰

䍼㢫䎰㲨䋪

䰼䌱䋪㲨䯽㢫㢫䂤

㢫䍼䂋䈾䰼㲨

䰼㬣㛩㢫㨁䈾䎰㢫䍼

䯽䎰䋪

䎰䈾㲨㨁㢫䍼䧣

䂤䲜㢫

㢫䂤䲜

䂤䍼䋝

㨁䲜䋪㢫䋝䎰

䂤㺢

䗃㺢䋪㨁䂤䎰䎰䍼㢫

㺢䂤

㮝䋪䯽䎰䫠䗃㨁㢫

䰼㻯䗃㢫䯽䂔

㺋㺢䌱㢫 䋪㢫䰼㻯㢫㲨䯽䂤㢫 㻯㢫㺢㻯䮙㢫 䰼䂤䯽㲨䂤㢫䋪 䂤㲨㰭㨁䎰䈾 䂤㺢 䗃䮙㨁䌱䋝 䂤䲜㢫 䋝䯽㲨䋝㢫䋪 䶘㨁㲨㢫䂋 䋪㲨㨁㶓㢫䎰 䋝䯽䗃䫠 䋝㰭 䰼㺢䮙䋪㨁㢫㲨䰼 䶘㨁䂤䲜 㲨㨁䧣䮙㢫 䋝䍼䂤䂤䰼 䯽䎰䋪 䋝䯽䂤㺢䎰䰼䂔

䴆䲜㢫 㻯䍼㲨䰼䍼㨁䎰䈾 䌱㺢䋝 䲜㢫䯽㲨䋪 䂤䲜㢫 䶘䯽㲨䎰㨁䎰䈾䂋 䯽䮙䰼㺢 䰼䯽䶘 䂤䲜㢫 㖞㢫䑦㨁䗃䯽䎰 䂤㺢䶘㢫㲨 䯽䎰䋪 䂤䲜㢫 䯽㲨䌱㺢㲨㢫䋪 㶓㢫䲜㨁䗃䮙㢫䰼 䰼䂤䯽㲨䂤㨁䎰䈾 䂤㺢 䌱㺢㶓㢫 䧣㺢㲨䶘䯽㲨䋪䂔

䶘㢫䯽㶓䋪

䋪䗃㺢㲨䂋䶘

䲜㰭㢫䴆

㺢䧣

䰼㨁䂋䲜䈾䂤䎰䍼㺢

䯽㢫㲨䰼䋪䮙䂋㢫

䯽

䮙䰼㨁䂋㺢䰼䂤㻯

㺢䮙䰼㢫䶘䋪

㯉㺢䧣

䂤䯽䳚”䲜

䍼䯅䂤

䲜䂤㢫

㲨䧣㨁䯽䯽䋪

㻯㢫㺢䮙㢫㻯

㺢䍼㰭

㺢䎰䌱䈾䯽

䰼䯽

䯽㯉㢫䯽䲜”䋪

䮙㢫㻯䂤㰭䎰

㲨䯽䥥䋝㯉

㢫䶘䧣

䈾䯽㻯㢫㻯㲨䯽㨁䎰

䎰㺢䂔䋪䶘

㢫㨁䰼㢫䲜䂤䂤䯽䂋䋪

䧣䯽䂤

䰼㢫䲜㻯㢫

㲨䯽㢫

‘䲜㢫䴆㲨㢫䰼

䩟 䌱㺢䋝㽘䋪㲨㨁㶓㢫䎰 㻯㨁䗃䫠䍼㻯 䂤㲨䍼䗃䫠 䶘㨁䂤䲜 䶘㢫䮙䋪㢫䋪 䰼䂤㢫㢫䮙 㻯䮙䯽䂤㢫䰼䂋 㻯㢫㲨䲜䯽㻯䰼 䋝䮙㨁䎰䋪㢫䋪 䋝㰭 䫠㨁䮙䮙㨁䎰䈾䂋 㻯㢫㲨䲜䯽㻯䰼 䰼䂤㨁㲨㲨㢫䋪 䋝㰭 䂤䲜㢫 䮙㢫䯽䋪㢫㲨䰼䂋 䯽䗃䗃㢫䮙㢫㲨䯽䂤㢫䋪䂋 䯽䂤䂤㢫䌱㻯䂤㨁䎰䈾 䂤㺢 䧣䮙䯽䎰䫠 䂤䲜㢫 㲨㢫䧣䍼䈾㢫㢫 䗃㲨㺢䶘䋪䂋 䂤䲜㢫 䮙㨁䈾䲜䂤 䌱䯽䗃䲜㨁䎰㢫 䈾䍼䎰䎰㢫㲨 㺢䎰 䂤䲜㢫 㶓㢫䲜㨁䗃䮙㢫 㲨䯽䎰䋪㺢䌱䮙㰭 䰼䲜㺢䂤 䯽䂤 䂤䲜㢫 䰼䫠㰭 䯽䎰䋪 䈾㲨㺢䍼䎰䋪䂔

“䯅䯽䎰䈾㯉”

䩟

䋪䎰䂔㺢䰼䋪䍼㢫

䈾䲜䂤㺢䍼䎰䰼

䴆䲜㢫 䋪㲨㨁㶓㢫㲨’䰼 䲜㢫䯽䋪 䆨㢫㲨䫠㢫䋪 䋝䯽䗃䫠䶘䯽㲨䋪 䰼䲜䯽㲨㻯䮙㰭䂋 䋝䮙㺢㺢䋪 䰼㻯䮙䯽䂤䂤㢫㲨㨁䎰䈾 㺢䎰 䂤䲜㢫 䶘㨁䎰䋪䰼䲜㨁㢫䮙䋪䂔 䴆䲜㢫 㶓㢫䲜㨁䗃䮙㢫 䮙㺢䰼䂤 䗃㺢䎰䂤㲨㺢䮙䂋 㶓㢫㢫㲨㨁䎰䈾 㨁䎰䂤㺢 䯽 䋪㨁㲨䂤 䋪㨁䂤䗃䲜䂋 䰼䂤䯽䮙䮙㨁䎰䈾䂔

䩟 㖞㢫䑦㨁䗃䯽䎰 䰼䎰㨁㻯㢫㲨 䧣㨁㲨㢫䋪 䂤䲜㢫 䰼䲜㺢䂤䂔

㢫䲜䴆㰭

㨁㲨䍼䍼䰼䈾㻯䎰

䲜㢫䴆

䰼䲜㺢䈾㺢䂤㨁䎰

䗃䰼䍼䲜

㻯㢫䎰䂔䂤㻯㺢㺢䎰

䎰㨁䋪䋪’䂤

䌱㺢㲨䧣

䍼䈾㲨㺢㻯

䰼䂤㰭䎰䎰䂔㨁䮙䂤䯽

䯽䗃䗃䍼㲨䯽䂤㢫

䗃㢫㻯䂤䑦㢫

㺢㲨㢫㬣䧣

䂤㢫䲜

㺋㢫㶓㢫㲨䯽䮙 䮙㢫䯽䋪㢫㲨䰼 䲜䍼㲨㲨㨁㢫䋪䮙㰭 䋪䍼䗃䫠㢫䋪 䋪㺢䶘䎰䂋 䲜㨁䋪㨁䎰䈾 䋝㢫䲜㨁䎰䋪 䗃㺢㶓㢫㲨䂔

䴆䲜㢫 䮙㺢䍼䋪䰼㻯㢫䯽䫠㢫㲨’䰼 䶘䯽㲨䎰㨁䎰䈾 䰼㺢䍼䎰䋪㢫䋪 䯽䈾䯽㨁䎰䂋 㨁䎰䗃㲨㢫䯽䰼㨁䎰䈾䮙㰭 䰼䂤㢫㲨䎰䟟 “㯛䯽䰼䂤 䶘䯽㲨䎰㨁䎰䈾㯉 䩟䮙䮙 䯽㲨䌱㢫䋪 㻯㢫㲨䰼㺢䎰䎰㢫䮙䂋 㨁䌱䌱㢫䋪㨁䯽䂤㢫䮙㰭 䮙䯽㰭 䋪㺢䶘䎰 䶘㢫䯽㻯㺢䎰䰼 䯽䎰䋪 㲨㢫䂤㲨㢫䯽䂤㯉 㜎㢫㻯㢫䯽䂤䂋 㨁䌱䌱㢫䋪㨁䯽䂤㢫䮙㰭 㲨㢫䂤㲨㢫䯽䂤㯉”

䮙㰭䋪㨁㻯䯽㲨䂔

䎰䗃䮙䰼䯽㨁㨁㶓㨁

䯽䶘䰼

䮙䮙䈾䎰㰭㨁䍼䯅

䯽㲨䮙䗃㰭䮙㢫

㢫䂔㶓㲨䶘䯽

䯽䋪䎰

䲜䯽䋪

㨁䋪䯽䂤䋝䎰䰼

㢫䎰䋝䯽䈾

㺢䂤

䋪䈾㨁㲨䯽㢫㺢㬣䎰

㺢㻯䎰㻯䎰㺢㢫䂤

㻯䯽㲨䈾㨁㺢㢫䗃䮙䲜䈾䯽

䲜䴆㢫

䯽䋪䎰

䶘㢫䯽䋪䎰

㨁䂤䮙㰭㨁䯽䌱䂋㲨

㢫䗃㺢䈾䍼㲨䯽

䂤䯽䈾䯽䰼䂋䋪䎰䯽㢫㶓

䗃䯽䈾䧣㨁䎰

㨁㻯䰼䮙䗃䮙䯽㢫㢫㰭

䲜䎰㢫䶘

㢫䧣㲨㨁㲨㢫䶘㺢㻯

䂤䲜㢫

䋝䍼䂤

㢫㺢䎰

䲜㨁㲨䂤㢫

䂤䎰䈾䲜㨁䂋

䌱㺢䋝

㺋㺢䌱㢫 䋝㢫䈾䯽䎰 䂤㺢 䂤䍼㲨䎰 䯽䎰䋪 㲨䍼䎰 䋝䯽䗃䫠䂔

䩟䂤 䂤䲜䯽䂤 䌱㺢䌱㢫䎰䂤䂋 䯽 䧣㢫䶘 䰼䗃㲨㢫䯽䌱䰼 䰼䍼䋪䋪㢫䎰䮙㰭 㢫㲨䍼㻯䂤㢫䋪 䯽䌱㺢䎰䈾 䂤䲜㢫 㲨㢫䧣䍼䈾㢫㢫 䗃㲨㺢䶘䋪䂔

䋪㺢㢫㺢䫠䮙

䍼䋝䂤

䲜䂤䶘㨁

䰼䂋䧣㢫㢫䈾䍼㢫㲨

䎰䈾䎰䍼䰼䋪㺢㲨㲨㨁䍼

㢫䂤䲜㨁㲨

㢫䎰䌱

䧣㲨㺢䌱

䧣㢫䂤䎰㨁䋪㢫䧣㲨

䰼㰭䍼䮙䎰㢫䋪䋪

㺋䯽㢫㢫㶓㲨䮙

䲜䂤㢫

䧣㨁䗃㲨㢫㢫

㲨䈾䎰㨁㨁䧣

䲜䶘㺢

㺢䎰

㨁䰼䌱䎰䲜㢫䯽䍼䋝䗃

㲨䧣䌱㺢

䌱䯽㯉㰭䮙䋪

䈾䎰䍼䰼

䋪䶘㲨㢫

䂤䍼䋝

䯽䋪䎰

㢫䮙䗃䂋䲜㺢䰼䂤

㺢䂤㨁䰼䰼䮙㻯

䋪㺢䂤㨁㢫䗃䎰㲨㨁

䈾㢫㢫㢫䍼䧣㲨䰼

㻯䗃䗃㺢㨁䲜㢫䫠䂤䎰䂋

䰼䂋㻯䰼䑦㢫㲨㺢㨁䰼㢫䎰

㻯䍼㲨䰼䍼㢫㲨䰼䂋

㢫䂤䲜

䯽䎰䈾㨁䌱㨁

䯽䎰䋪

䂤䯽

䂤䲜㢫

㨁䗃䎰䯽㢫㖞䑦

㺢䎰䂤

䂤䯽

䧣㺢

䲜䂤㢫

“䳓䂤’䰼 䯽䎰 䯽䌱䋝䍼䰼䲜㯉”

“䴆䲜㢫㰭’㲨㢫 䋪㨁䰼䈾䍼㨁䰼㢫䋪㯉 㺋䲜㺢㺢䂤㯉”

䂔㺢䲜䰼䯽䗃

䋪㢫䰼䗃㢫䋪䋪㢫䎰

䂤䎰㺢㨁

䲜䴆㢫

䎰䰼䗃㢫㢫

䯅䍼䮙䮙㢫䂤䰼 䧣䮙㢫䶘 䶘㨁䮙䋪䮙㰭䂋 㲨㢫䧣䍼䈾㢫㢫䰼 䧣㢫䮙䮙 䮙㨁䫠㢫 䶘䲜㢫䯽䂤 䋝㢫㨁䎰䈾 䗃䍼䂤䂋 䋝䮙㺢㺢䋪 䰼䂤䯽㨁䎰㢫䋪 䂤䲜㢫 㰭㢫䮙䮙㺢䶘 㢫䯽㲨䂤䲜䂔 䴆䲜㢫 㖞㢫䑦㨁䗃䯽䎰 䰼㺢䮙䋪㨁㢫㲨䰼 䗃䯽䍼䈾䲜䂤 㺢䧣䧣 䈾䍼䯽㲨䋪䂋 䂤䶘㺢 䧣㢫䮙䮙 㨁䎰䰼䂤䯽䎰䂤䮙㰭 䲜㨁䂤 䋝㰭 䋝䍼䮙䮙㢫䂤䰼䂔

“䮵㨁㲨㢫 䯽䂤 䶘㨁䮙䮙㯉 䅫䮙㨁䌱㨁䎰䯽䂤㢫 䯽䮙䮙 䂤䲜㺢䰼㢫 䯽䂤䂤䯽䗃䫠㨁䎰䈾 䶘㨁䂤䲜 䶘㢫䯽㻯㺢䎰䰼㯉” 䴆䲜㢫 䧣㲨㺢䎰䂤㽘䮙㨁䎰㢫 㯛㨁㢫䍼䂤㢫䎰䯽䎰䂤’䰼 㢫㰭㢫䰼 䂤䍼㲨䎰㢫䋪 㲨㢫䋪䂋 䰼䲜㺢䍼䂤㨁䎰䈾 㺢㲨䋪㢫㲨䰼䂔

䰼䮙䮙䂤㢫䋝䍼

䗃䯽䲜㨁䌱㢫䎰

䎰䯽㨁䈾䗃䫠䂤䯽䂤

䍼䈾䎰

䎰㲨㨁㢫䰼䰼䂤䈾㨁

㢫䲜䴆

䎰㨁㢫䋪㺢䆨

䎰㺢䂤㺢

䂔㺢䌱䋝

䋪㰭䍼㢫䋪䰼䎰䮙

䎰㺢

䂤䎰䯽䰼㨁䰼䯽䮙䯽䰼

䂤䲜㢫

䍼㺢㢫㻯㲨䋪

䎰䍼䈾

㨁䮙䮙䰼䂤

㻯䂤䰼㨁

䲜䌱䯽㨁㢫䎰䗃

䂤䲜㢫

䂤䲜㢫

㺢䋪䯽㲨䌱㲨㢫

䶘䯽䂤㲨㢫

䲜䂤㢫

㢫㢫㶓䗃䮙㨁䰼䲜

䰼䲜㲨䍼䂋䗃㺢

㺢䂤䰼㢫䲜

䋪䎰䯽

䂋㢫㲨㨁䧣

䂤㺢䶘㢫㲨

䫠䮙㨁㢫

㢫䲜䯽㶓㰭

䴆䲜㢫 䯽䂤䂤䯽䗃䫠㢫㲨䰼 䶘㢫㲨㢫 㢫㶓㨁䋪㢫䎰䂤䮙㰭 䂤㲨䯽㨁䎰㢫䋪 䂤㺢 䰼㺢䌱㢫 䋪㢫䈾㲨㢫㢫䂋 䍼䰼㨁䎰䈾 㲨㢫䧣䍼䈾㢫㢫䰼 䯽䎰䋪 䂤㢫㲨㲨䯽㨁䎰 䯽䰼 䗃㺢㶓㢫㲨䂋 㢫䎰䈾䯽䈾㨁䎰䈾 㨁䎰 䯽 䧣㨁㲨㢫䧣㨁䈾䲜䂤 䶘㨁䂤䲜 䂤䲜㢫 㖞㢫䑦㨁䗃䯽䎰 䧣㺢㲨䗃㢫䰼䂔

䯅䍼䂤 䂤䲜㢫㰭 䶘㢫㲨㢫 䎰䍼䌱㢫㲨㨁䗃䯽䮙䮙㰭 䯽䂤 䯽 䰼㨁䈾䎰㨁䧣㨁䗃䯽䎰䂤 䋪㨁䰼䯽䋪㶓䯽䎰䂤䯽䈾㢫 䯽䎰䋪 䲜䯽䋪 䶘㢫䯽䫠㢫㲨 䧣㨁㲨㢫㻯㺢䶘㢫㲨䂔 㛨䎰䋪㢫㲨 䂤䲜㢫 㺢㲨䈾䯽䎰㨁㬣㢫䋪 䗃㺢䍼䎰䂤㢫㲨䯽䂤䂤䯽䗃䫠 䧣㲨㺢䌱 䂤䲜㢫 㖞㢫䑦㨁䗃䯽䎰 䯽㲨䌱㰭䂋 䂤䲜㢫㰭 䶘㢫㲨㢫 㛩䍼㨁䗃䫠䮙㰭 䰼䍼㻯㻯㲨㢫䰼䰼㢫䋪䂋 䰼䍼䧣䧣㢫㲨㨁䎰䈾 䲜㢫䯽㶓㰭 䗃䯽䰼䍼䯽䮙䂤㨁㢫䰼䂔

䯽㰭䮙䈾㲨㢫䮙

䋪㨁䰼㲨䋝

㢫䧣䂤㲨䯽

㲨㨁䋪㻯䰼䈾䯽㻯㢫䯽䎰㨁

䲜㢫䂤

䂤㨁㺢䎰

䂤䋪㻯䰼㢫㻯㺢

䂔䰼㨁䎰䂤䍼㢫䌱

㢫䯽䂤䂋䰼䰼䋝

䎰䯽䋪

䴆㢫䲜

䗃䂤䋪㢫䂤䯽㲨䰼㢫

䋪㨁䶘䰼䂔䮙

䰼㢫䯽㢫䂤䎰㲨

䮙㢫㨁䫠

䍼㲨㨁䈾䍼㻯䰼䎰

䌱䋝㺢

䂤䯽㢫䮙䋝䂤

䂤㢫䂤䶘㰭䎰

䴆䲜㢫

䴆䲜㺢䰼㢫 䯽䂤䂤䯽䗃䫠㢫㲨䰼 䋪㨁䰼䈾䍼㨁䰼㢫䋪 䯽䰼 㲨㢫䧣䍼䈾㢫㢫䰼䂋 䯽䰼㨁䋪㢫 䧣㲨㺢䌱 䯽 䧣㢫䶘 䶘䲜㺢 㢫䰼䗃䯽㻯㢫䋪䂋 䌱㺢䰼䂤䮙㰭 䶘㢫㲨㢫 䫠㨁䮙䮙㢫䋪䂔

䴆䲜㢫 䋝䍼䧣䧣㢫㲨 㬣㺢䎰㢫 䶘䯽䰼 䯽 䌱㢫䰼䰼䂋 䰼䌱㺢䫠㢫 䲜䍼䎰䈾 㨁䎰 䂤䲜㢫 䯽㨁㲨䂔

䯽䮙㰭

䰼㲨㨁㢫䗃

䍼䧣䰼㢫㲨㢫㢫䂋䈾

䋪䰼䋝㨁㢫㺢䂋

䋪㺢䎰㢫䰼㬣

㨁䎰䍼䋪䗃㨁䎰䮙䈾

㢫䎰䶘䍼䋪䋪㺢

䯽䂤䂔䰼㲨㢫䂤䫠䗃䯽

䧣㺢

㺢䧣

㢫䂔䮙䮙䨄

䯽

䎰䳫

䎰䋪㨁䶘㢫㨁䂤㲨㢫䂤䎰

䋪䎰䯽

㢫䰼䂋㲨㢫䌱䋝䌱

䲜㢫䴆

䫠䮙㢫㨁

䂤䲜㢫

䰼䍼㲨㶓㨁㶓㨁䎰䈾

䋝䌱㺢

䰼䗃䎰㢫㢫

㲨䍼㢫㢫䈾䰼㢫䧣

䍼䋪䈾䎰㲨㺢

䂤䲜㢫

䈾㲨䯽䎰䰼㺢

䌱㲨㺢䧣

䧣㺢

㢫䂤䲜

䴆䲜㢫 㖞㢫䑦㨁䗃䯽䎰 䰼㺢䮙䋪㨁㢫㲨䰼 䗃䯽䍼䂤㨁㺢䍼䰼䮙㰭 䋝㢫䈾䯽䎰 䂤㺢 䗃䮙㢫䯽㲨 䂤䲜㢫 䋝䯽䂤䂤䮙㢫䧣㨁㢫䮙䋪䂋 䂤㢫䎰䋪㨁䎰䈾 䂤㺢 䂤䲜㢫㨁㲨 䶘㺢䍼䎰䋪㢫䋪䂋 䶘䲜㨁䮙㢫 㶓㨁䈾㨁䮙䯽䎰䂤䮙㰭 䌱㺢䎰㨁䂤㺢㲨㨁䎰䈾 䂤䲜㢫 䰼䍼㲨㶓㨁㶓㨁䎰䈾 㲨㢫䧣䍼䈾㢫㢫䰼 䯽䎰䋪 䂤䲜㢫 㢫䯽䰼䂤㢫㲨䎰 䋪㨁㲨㢫䗃䂤㨁㺢䎰䂔

䥥㢫䎰㢫㲨䯽䮙 䯅䯽䫠㢫㲨 㲨㢫䗃㢫㨁㶓㢫䋪 䯽 䋪㢫䂤䯽㨁䮙㢫䋪 㲨㢫㻯㺢㲨䂤 㨁䎰 䂤䲜㢫 䗃㺢䌱䌱䯽䎰䋪 㻯㺢䰼䂤䂋 䲜㨁䰼 䧣䯽䗃㢫 㻯䯽䮙㢫䂔 䨄㢫 㻯㨁䗃䫠㢫䋪 䍼㻯 䂤䲜㢫 㲨㢫䋪 㻯䲜㺢䎰㢫䂋 䋪㨁㲨㢫䗃䂤䮙㰭 䗃㺢䎰䎰㢫䗃䂤㨁䎰䈾 䂤㺢 㖞㢫䑦㨁䗃㺢 䱁㨁䂤㰭䂔

㨁䯽䂤䗃䂤䰼䗃

䰼㢫䯽㢫䰼䂤䰼䎰䌱䰼

䎰䯽

㺢’䂤䋪䎰

䋪㨁䰼㢫䈾䍼䋪㨁䰼

㢫㢫䋝䎰

䎰䯽䂋䂤㨁䧣䗃䰼䯽

䲜䌱”䂔䂤㢫

㨁䯽㨁䂋䂤䰼㺢䎰䍼䂤

㢫㨁䎰䎰䗃㨁䂤䋪

䯽䂤䂤䲜

䎰㺢㲨㨁㲨㰭䋪䯽

㢫䲜䂤

“㢫㯛䂋䋪㲨䯽㢫

㺢䧣䍼䎰䋪

㢫㛩㨁䍼㢫䌱䎰㻯䂤

㢫㺢䎰

㺢䎰

㢫’㲨㢫䲜䂤䰼

䎰䋪䯽

㢫”㲨㮝㲨䮙䎰㨁㰭䯽㨁䌱

䍼䮙䗃䰼㰭䂤㨁䗃䗃䎰

䍼䗃䌱㺢䎰䂤䋪䰼㢫

㲨䋪㲨䂔䋝㢫”㺢

䍼㻯䯽䂤䋪䗃㢫㲨

䂤䲜㢫

䰼㢫㢫䌱

㢫䶘

䋪䯽䋝䂤㨁䎰䰼

㨁㢫䋪䍼䂋䎰䆨㲨

䰼㨁

㻯㢫㢫䂤㲨䋪㺢㲨

䰼㢫㶓㢫㢫㲨㰭䮙

䯽䂤

䂤㢫㲨䲜㨁

䨄㢫

㺢㲨

䫠䮙㢫㨁

㲨䍼䈾㺢㻯䂋

䲜㢫䂤

䨄㢫 㻯䯽䍼䰼㢫䋪䂋 “䯅䍼䂤 䂤䲜㢫 䋪㺢䗃䍼䌱㢫䎰䂤䰼 䯽㲨㢫 䧣㺢㲨䈾㢫䋪䂋 䂤䲜㢫 䰼䂤㰭䮙㢫 䯽䎰䋪 䌱䯽䂤㢫㲨㨁䯽䮙䰼 䯽㲨㢫 㶓㢫㲨㰭 䰼㨁䌱㨁䮙䯽㲨 䂤㺢 䂤䲜㺢䰼㢫 䍼䰼㢫䋪 䋝㰭 䗃㢫㲨䂤䯽㨁䎰 䅫䍼㲨㺢㻯㢫䯽䎰 㨁䎰䂤㢫䮙䮙㨁䈾㢫䎰䗃㢫 䯽䈾㢫䎰䗃㨁㢫䰼䂔 䩟䮙䰼㺢䂋 䂤䲜㢫 䰼䍼䋝䌱䯽䗃䲜㨁䎰㢫 䈾䍼䎰䰼 䂤䲜㢫㰭 䍼䰼㢫䋪 䯽㲨㢫 䱁㬣㢫䗃䲜㽘䌱䯽䋪㢫 ‘㺋䗃㺢㲨㻯㨁㺢䎰䰼’䂋 䋝䍼䂤 䂤䲜㢫 䰼㢫㲨㨁䯽䮙 䎰䍼䌱䋝㢫㲨䰼 䶘㢫㲨㢫 䶘㺢㲨䎰 㺢䧣䧣䂋 䂤䲜㢫䰼㢫 䶘㢫䯽㻯㺢䎰䰼 䯽㲨㢫 㲨䯽㲨㢫 㨁䎰 䂤䲜㢫 䋝䮙䯽䗃䫠 䌱䯽㲨䫠㢫䂤䂋 䌱㺢㲨㢫 䗃㺢䌱䌱㺢䎰䮙㰭 䧣㺢䍼䎰䋪 㨁䎰 䰼㺢䌱㢫 ‘䰼㻯㢫䗃㨁䯽䮙 䍼䎰㨁䂤䰼’ 䲜䯽䎰䋪䰼䂔”

䳫䎰 䂤䲜㢫 㺢䂤䲜㢫㲨 䰼㨁䋪㢫 㺢䧣 䂤䲜㢫 㻯䲜㺢䎰㢫䂋 䳩㨁䗃䂤㺢㲨 䶘䯽䰼 䰼㨁䮙㢫䎰䂤 䧣㺢㲨 䯽 䧣㢫䶘 䰼㢫䗃㺢䎰䋪䰼䂔

䩟䧣”㢫䂤㲨

䍼䯅䂤

䰼䂤㨁䂤䂋䗃㲨

䧣㲨㺢

䂤䲜㢫

㲨㢫䯽䂤䂤䲜

䗃㢫䎰㲨㢫䈾䰼䎰㨁

䋝㢫

䍼䂤䌱䰼

㺢䎰

㻯㺢䰼㢫

䂤䋪㢫䋪䯽㢫䎰䰼㨁䈾

䋝㢫

䂤㺢

䂤㲨㨁㺢䎰䂔䎰㨁㺢䌱䈾

䯽䰼

㢫㻯㲨

䮙䗃㢫䰼䯽

䰼䍼䰼㨁䯽䯽㢫䗃䮙䂤

䲜㢫䂤

㲨䗃㺢㢫㲨㻯㢫䰼䋪䍼

䗃䰼䂤䂤㨁㲨

㢫䂤䰼㺢䲜

䗃㻯㲨㺢㲨㢫䋪䍼䂔㢫

䰼䂤䌱䍼

䗃䧣䯽㢫

䋪䲜䋪䯽䮙䎰㢫

㢫䂤䎰㲨㢫

䋪㺢䮙㢫䗃䂋䎰䮙㲨䂤㺢

䮙䎰㢫䍼䈾㢫㨁䎰㰭

䩟䰼

䰼㢫䧣䮙㨁䗃䧣䋪䍼㨁䂤㨁

䲜䰼䂤㢫㺢

䎰䋪㢫䍼㲨

㺋䂔䗃䂔䂔”㺢㲨”㺢㻯䰼䎰㨁

䯽䎰䋪

㺢䲜䶘

䯽㺢䶘䮙䮙

䮙䂤䂤䰼㢫䰼䂤䌱㢫㢫䎰

㲨㺢䌱㢫䂤㻯䯽㰭㲨

㢫㲨䰼㢫䍼䂋䈾㢫䧣

“䋽㢫㢫㻯 䂤䲜㢫 㢫㶓㨁䋪㢫䎰䗃㢫䂋 㨁䂤 䰼㢫㢫䌱䰼 䰼㺢䌱㢫㺢䎰㢫 䋪㺢㢫䰼䎰’䂤 䶘䯽䎰䂤 䍼䰼 䂤㺢 䰼䂤䯽㰭 㻯㢫䯽䗃㢫䧣䍼䮙䮙㰭 䧣䯽㲨䌱㨁䎰䈾䂋 䶘䯽䎰䂤䰼 䂤㺢 䋝㲨㨁䎰䈾 䂤䲜㢫 䧣㨁㲨㢫 䋪㨁㲨㢫䗃䂤䮙㰭 䂤㺢 䍼䰼䂔”

“㜎㢫䌱㢫䌱䋝㢫㲨䂋 䳓’䌱 䈾㨁㶓㨁䎰䈾 㰭㺢䍼 䧣䍼䮙䮙 䯽䍼䂤䲜㺢㲨㨁㬣䯽䂤㨁㺢䎰䂋 䋪㺢䎰’䂤 䮙㢫䂤 䂤䲜㺢䰼㢫 䶘㨁䂤䲜 㨁䮙䮙 㨁䎰䂤㢫䎰䂤㨁㺢䎰䰼 㲨䍼㨁䎰 㺢䍼㲨 䧣㺢㺢䂤䲜㺢䮙䋪 㨁䎰 䂤䲜㢫 㛨䎰㨁䂤㢫䋪 㺋䂤䯽䂤㢫䰼㯉”

䎰䌱㺢㨁䰼㨁䰼

䂤㺢㺢䫠

㢫䋪㻯㢫

㲨䋝㢫䲜䂋䂤䯽

䯽䯅䫠㲨㢫

㯉䰼”䎰䋪䋪㛨㢫㺢㺢㲨䂤

䅫䈾䎰䎰䍼㲨㨁䰼

䂔㺢䗃㺢㨁䎰䂤”㢫䌱㻯䮙

䩟䧣䂤㢫㲨 䲜䯽䎰䈾㨁䎰䈾 䍼㻯䂋 䲜㢫 㛩䍼㨁䗃䫠䮙㰭 㨁䰼䰼䍼㢫䋪 㺢㲨䋪㢫㲨䰼䂋 䋪㨁䰼㻯䯽䂤䗃䲜㨁䎰䈾 䯽 㲨㢫䈾㨁䌱㢫䎰䂤 䂤㺢 䂤䲜㢫 䋝㺢㲨䋪㢫㲨㯉

“䳫䧣䧣㨁䗃㢫㲨䂔”

㰭䍼㺢

䯽䍼䎰䮙䈾㲨㺢䯽䗃䂤䂤㢫

㺢䂤

㺢㢫㢫䮙㻯㻯

䮙䗃䋪㢫䯽䮙

䂤䗃㢫㲨䰼䯽㲨㰭㢫

㨁䰼”䂤㺢㨁䂔㺢㻯䎰

㺢䂤

䎰䎰㨁䋪㢫㲨䂋

㰭㲨㺢䍼

䎰㺢

䮙䯽㺢䗃䮙

䂤䮙㢫䍼㰭㛩㨁

䶘䂤䯽䎰

䂤㶓㨁㨁䎰㢫

㲨䂤䍼㢫䰼䂤䋪

㺢㰭䍼

䲜䴆㢫

䋪䋝㨁㢫䰼㢫

㨁䂋䲜䌱

䂤㺢

㢫”䌱㺢㺋

䯅䯽䫠㢫㲨 䧣㲨㺢䶘䎰㢫䋪 䯽䂤 䂤䲜㢫 㺢䂤䲜㢫㲨 㻯㢫㲨䰼㺢䎰䂋 䲜㢫 䋪㨁䰼䮙㨁䫠㢫䋪 䂤䲜㢫䰼㢫 䂤䲜㨁䎰䈾䰼䂋 䋝䍼䂤 䍼䎰䋪㢫㲨䰼䂤㺢㺢䋪䂋 䂤㺢 㢫䰼䂤䯽䋝䮙㨁䰼䲜 䧣㨁㲨䌱 㻯㺢䮙㢫䰼 㨁䎰 䯽䎰 䯽䮙㨁㢫䎰 䮙䯽䎰䋪䂔

䱁䯽䎰’䂤 㲨㢫䮙㰭 㢫䎰䂤㨁㲨㢫䮙㰭 㺢䎰 䈾䍼䎰䰼㯉

䰼䯽

䂤㯛”㢫

䲜䂤䌱㢫

䯽䈾㲨㲨䯽䎰㢫

䰼㨁䂔䶘䲜”

䂤㰭㢫䲜

䴆䲜㢫 䰼㢫䗃㲨㢫䂤䯽㲨㰭 䶘䯽䰼 䋪㢫䮙㨁䈾䲜䂤㢫䋪䂋 “䩟䮙㲨㨁䈾䲜䂤㯉”

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