A Red Dead Redemption Story

Chapter 364 Who should pay for whose mistake?
Originally, Arthur's first stop on his trip to New York was to visit our Minister of Justice, Joseph Bonaparte, but unfortunately, when Arthur came to visit, he learned that Joseph was no longer in New York and had gone to Washington.

There was no way, since Joseph was not here, Arthur directly made arrangements for the second leg of his trip to New York and went to Foreman's private residence.

……

Without spending any effort, Arthur sat on the sofa in Foreman's private residence, drinking a bottle of red wine that he randomly selected from Foreman's wine cellar and looking at Linda who was sitting opposite him. asked:
"By the way, is New York a city with good security?"

"It depends on what district it is. At least I can tell you that the security here is excellent." Linda replied with a smile.

Arthur shook the wine glass in his hand and said:
"If you put it that way, I might be able to understand why the door to Mr. Forman's house is not even locked."

"Would locking the door help you? I also have a vicious dog in the garden."

"Huh?" Arthur lifted the neck of the miniature dog that was lying fearfully in his arms, waved it in front of Linda, and said:

"Does it look anything like a vicious dog?"

"At least it was barking very fiercely at the beginning. So, when will Foreman come home? I'll be hungry soon!"

As she spoke, Linda rubbed her belly, as if everything she ate on the train was fake.

"Do you need me to go to the wine cellar and get the cook out for you to cook you something to eat? That cook's cooking skills are good just by looking at him."

Before Linda could reply, the sound of footsteps and the sound of the door opening came from outside the house.

"??, who are you?...!"

Before Forman could say anything else, the twenty or so men in the room armed with firearms made him swallow all the rest of his words.

"Hey, Mr. Forman, you're back. Come on, come and sit here."

Arthur smiled and waved to Foreman who was standing at the door and dared not move or run.

Forman, who was stunned in place, was finally pushed by Charlie from the door to the sofa, and then he was pushed to sit down.

"How did you get in? Who are you? What are you trying to do?"

Faced with Foreman's three consecutive questions, Arthur put down the red wine glass in his hand and praised:

"Mr. Foreman, your wine collection is really good. But before answering these questions of yours, I want you to think about this question first, that is, who am I?"

"..."

There is no need for Arthur to ask this question. Foreman has thought about all the enemies in his life from just now until he sat down.

However, he really didn't expect it. On the other side, looking at Foreman's confused look, Arthur was really unhappy. You guys tricked me and you didn't even fucking recognize me.

"To remind you, my money, the money in your bank, has been transferred by others."

"..."

"Hmm? You still don't know who I am? Is it possible that there are other customers in your bank who have money like mine, and can their money be transferred without my consent?" Although Arthur was smiling , but there was no smile in his eyes.

"Listen, you are Mr. Morgan, right! I also have my own reasons for this matter!"

"Who doesn't have difficulties? Compared to you, to be honest, I actually prefer the kind of person who doesn't say anything and suffers silently in his heart. You talk about your difficulties, as if you are asking for my help. Concession, but how can I give in? I am the victim, Mr. Forman, who should pay for whose mistake?"

Forman was speechless by Arthur's words, while Linda, who was sitting next to him, had little stars in her eyes. She was so handsome by the way Arthur said these words. .Forgive this somewhat crude description, but it is indeed the most appropriate description now.

The way Arthur is holding the dog in his arms is really exactly the same as Linda's vision of the villain who wiped out the protagonist while talking and laughing, and he is also the kind of handsome villain.

As for why you want to ask me why a good little girl likes the villain, then I think you have to ask Linda why she likes Arthur first.

Anyway, let’s ignore the somewhat nymphomaniac Linda and let’s get back to Arthur and Foreman.

As a banker, Foreman's basic qualities are still very good. After he calmed down, he said:
"Of course, it's definitely our bank's fault."

You see, under normal circumstances, Forman is definitely saying, 'Of course, this is definitely not our bank's fault.' What is flexibility, that's it.

"When the money you deposited in our bank was transferred, we followed procedures. This is not decided by my will or our bank. Can you understand?"

Arthur stopped the miniature dog in his arms that had been trying to run to its owner, and said with a smile:

"I understand, but I want my money back, can you understand?"

"Mr. Morgan, listen to me..."

"No." Arthur interrupted Foreman.

He looked down at the mini-dog, who had become bolder probably because he saw his owner, and bit him hard on his hand. It didn't hurt at all, but the way the little thing bared its teeth and claws was very interesting.

A biting dog is not a good dog. No matter how cute it is, Arthur will just break its neck without hesitation.

So after throwing the miniature dog that stopped moving after a whimper to Forman, Arthur said:

"Look, I understand you, but you don't understand me, and you don't even want to lie to me that you understand me. You just want me to listen to your excuses instead of working with me to find solutions to the problem. Okay OK, I understand what you mean, so I won’t interrupt you, Linda, let’s go.”

Forman held the body of the miniature dog and looked at Arthur in confusion as he stood up. Only then did he notice the girl he had just ignored.

Linda?Linda Vincent?Foreman wasn't sure if he was mistaken.

To be honest, he is a little stunned now, as if he can't believe that he escaped like this.

But is this possible?
Charlie, who had been standing behind Foreman, did not move. He was waiting for Arthur's order.

Arthur patted the dog hair on his suit jacket.

I don’t know why, but this dog doesn’t grow very big, but it sheds a lot of hair.

Seeing Linda looking at him curiously, as if asking why she left like that, Arthur smiled and covered her eyes with one hand, and then pushed her toward the door with the other hand. go.

"Why are you covering my eyes?"

"The scene below is not something you should see."

After that, Arthur nodded towards Charlie.

Foreman, who also saw this scene, felt an unexplained sense of crisis rushing straight to his head in an instant, but he had no time to react.

A noose stretched out from behind itself, had already gently wrapped around his neck, then quickly tightened, and was deeply embedded in the flesh.

(End of this chapter)