My Fiance Ran Away

2On the evening of June 15th, 2012, at 7: 30 PM, Chu Yang, who had slept the whole afternoon, got up and ate a fast meal with the local Georgian specialties. He then turned on the computer.    

    

According to the rules of Prison 9, the coach of each contestant would receive an email before midnight today.    

    

After Chu Yang logged into the email on the website provided by the other party, he found that there was already an email inside. It was an hour and a half ago.    

    

This was an email from the 'Olympic Fighting Competition Organisation Committee' of Prison 9 in Billis, or it could be said that the coach of the contestant was allowed to go to jail.    

    

Chu Yang carefully checked the source of the email and found that it came from the distant M Country. It seemed that these people in the Prison 9 were very careful. Even if they sent the email, they did not want others to see anything from it.    

    

"Respected Mr. Prise, you can start at 9 AM on the 16th of June 2012. He appeared in front of the door. When the time comes, please hold a white rose in your left hand and a black luggage bag in your right. This is your token as Coach Galama, the 32nd contestant of the F team. Please do not make a mistake in the timing or the things you took. Because this is an important proof that Prison will judge whether you can enter the prison based on this. Of course, you don't need to pack anything in your luggage. It could also be filled with bundles of cash. I wish you a happy life in Georgia. "    

    

Price was the alias of Chu Yang after he came to Georgia. He was originally from Thailand and was the coach of 'V Country Contestant' Galama.    

    

After reading the email, Chu Yang remembered the important hints in it. He crushed the document and deleted it. Then, he put on his clothes and prepared to go out and buy a black luggage bag and a white rose.    

    

...    

    

Ten minutes later, Chu Yang, who had his hands in his pockets, There was a black briefcase under his left ribs, and there was an unlit cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth. Along the streets of Billis, which was not considered spacious, was a very neat street. He casually walked forward.    

    

The capital of any country in the world, even in the Somalia capital, Mogadishu, where civil war was going on. It should be very easy to buy a black luggage bag and a white rose. Furthermore, Chu Yang had joined the World Trade Organization since 2000 in the capital of Billis.    

    

But what made Chu Yang very puzzled was that he came out of the Columbia Hotel. He walked west along the street for two kilometers and entered three large supermarkets and six flower shops. However, he didn't find the two things he wanted.    

    

"It can't be, I can't even buy these two most common things here?" After Chu Yang walked out of a flower shop for the seventh time, he clearly felt that it was very likely that someone was secretly manipulating all of this. So he walked back into the flower shop and said to the little girl who was selling flowers with a red hat, "Hi, little sister. I have a question to ask."    

    

The Georgian girl was still very warm. Besides, Chu Li was quite likable, so she asked with a smile, "Dear sir, can I help you with anything?"    

    

Chu Yang turned around and looked at the door. He did not find any suspicious people, so he laid on the glass counter that was filled with all kinds of flowers but lacked white roses.    

    

Seeing the handsome Chu Yang lying on the glass counter, the eyes of the flower seller girl standing behind the counter immediately lit up.    

    

What is this handsome guy doing? Is he going to kiss me? Then I'll let him kiss me. But if I let him kiss me... What if he asks me to sleep with him again... She quickly turned her face away, not daring to look at him again.    

    

Chu Yang, who had no idea why the little girl's face suddenly turned red, glanced at her strangely. He knocked on the counter with his finger and asked, "Why don't you sell white roses here? And it's not only you, but also other flower shops. Can you tell me what's going on? "    

    

The flower seller girl smiled in disappointment. Her neat white teeth could not hide the flaws of the freckles on the tip of her nose. "You're the 19th person to ask me this question. It seems that you've never been to Billis before. Because we do not sell white roses today every year. Or black luggage bags. "    

    

Chu Yang asked with great interest, " Oh, why is that?"    

    

"This is to commemorate the great patriot of our country in ancient times. He was on this day by his thirty-ninth lover. He was stabbed to death with a white rose branch, and then put it in a black luggage bag. He then threw it into the Cura River and flowed into the Black Sea. " The flower seller girl counted her fingers and said, "500 years ago, the brave Georgia people remembered this poet. They decided that on the day of his death, on the 15th of June. No one in the country is allowed to buy and sell white roses and black luggage bags to express their deep reminiscence "    

    

F * ck, thirty-nine lovers? Even if he wasn't stabbed to death sooner or later, he would be exhausted to death. That patriot poet is really detestable. He can't die one day. He had to die on this day, causing my legs to run thin. He really didn't do anything good even if he died... Chu Yang, who understood all of this, shrugged his shoulders in a westernized manner. He asked, "Oh, if it's like this, then I won't be able to buy these two things today?"    

    

The little girl shook her head. "No, I knew there would be a place to sell them."    

    

"What's the name of that place?"    

    

The little girl raised her hand and pointed to the east side of the window: "Turn left from the station sign over there, and walk four hundred meters after entering Connor Street. You will find a nightclub called Zeus King. Every year today, you can only buy these two things there. But the price is shockingly expensive. A white rose flower can be sold for 10,000 La Li. One. I'll buy you a black luggage bag for twenty thousand. "    

    

The 'Larry' that the little girl was talking about was the currency of Georgia. According to the current international currency exchange, 1 US dollar was equivalent to 1.76 US dollars.    

    

F * ck, why didn't they go and rob him?    

    

When Chu Yang heard that she could sell a flower for more than 6000 US Dollar, he naturally cursed in his heart. But then he was stunned: Zeus King's nightclub? Ah, I understand now. This nightclub must have a close relationship with Prison 9. And it might have something to do with that bullshit Zeus King.    

    

"Sir, do you understand?" The flower seller saw Chu Yang staring out the window in a daze and kindly said, "If you don't know how to go, I can take you there."    

    

"Oh, no need, no need. I was just wondering why they sold things at such a high price. Hehe, I'll go by myself. If a white rose could be sold for ten thousand La Li, then it would be great. Then your enthusiastic attitude can be exchanged for twenty thousand dollars. " Chu Yang took out two stacks of green dollar bills from his black briefcase and placed them on the counter.