
"I'm sorry, I've tried calling so many times, but the number's off, I'll keep calling her." Principal Desy's mother was nervous, "I just got transferred here last week, and I don't really understand the subject of the students yet, but I will definitely work well together."
"Sir Ryan, can I see the video." Teacher Brenda asked carefully.
Ryan gave his phone to Brenda's mother.
Brenda accepted it and looked at the video carefully, "This kid is not Carlos, but Carles! Although they are both similar, but the nature of the two is much different."
"Carlos?" Ryan was pensive, "Is it possible for a twin brother?"
"Yes, they're triplets." Brenda's mother explained, "Carlos is the first child, Carles the second child who is very similar to him, the third child is a woman, her name is Carla."
"Don't Carla be the girl who ran after the parrot, which got to our car at that time." Ryan finally understood the situation, "Did I tell you how the two boys have the same parrot, apparently they're family."
"Hurry up and call Carles." Desy's mother immediately gave orders to Brenda's mother.
"Carles is attending a sporting event, I'll call him right away." Brenda.
Desy's mother knelt down and patiently spoke to Carlos, "Carlos, trust me, they're not bad people, if if if you really know where the pieces are, tell them, okay?"
Hearing this, Carlos began to doubt. If indeed the man in black gave the piece to Carles, it meant that they were not lying. They shouldn't be bad people.
"Sir." Thomas explained patiently___
"The latest products in our company are all in that piece of gold. Now, that piece was stolen by a bad guy. If we don't get it back, then this technology will be used by the bad guys, and it's not only detrimental to our company, but it's also going to have a bad impact on society."
"All right." Carlos finally chose to trust them, raised his head and said seriously, "The piece has been swallowed by Roxy, but Roxy still hasn't taken it out, wait until she takes it out, wait until she takes it out, I'll give it to you guys."
"meaning? Can you speak clearly? Who's Roxy?" Ryan asked again.
"You're really stupid, Roxy it's our family parrot."
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The same words, and the same time, in a corner of the garden. Carles was also the same as talking to someone, and it was another man in black.
"You mean, that piece has been swallowed by your parrot?" The man in black asked while frowning.
"Yes." Yeah." Carles told me everything, the events that happened___
"After ingesting it, he became unfeeling, he became distressed, so often plucking his own fur."
"Mommy and I, my grandmother and my twin brothers took her to the hospital. The doctor said, he had indigestion, then gave the medicine to smooth his digestion, if it came out then it would be fine."
"So, now I'm every day waiting for him to poop, and see if he can pull out those gold pieces." Carles told at length.
"Have you come out?" The man in black asked in panic.
Carles took out a small box from his bag, and gave it to him as he said, "You see for yourself, open the box."
The man in black received it, immediately opening the beautifully wrapped box with colorful gift paper.
The heart of the man in black was delighted, and he tore off the wrapping paper excitedly..........
There was still one more layer, he was anxious to the point of sweating, and continued to tear all the wrappers apart. When he opened it, his eyes bulged with shock, it turned out that the one inside the box was a huge lump, that is......... dirt!!!!!!
"It....... " The man in black was staring at the dirt in front of him.
Carles immediately interrupted the man in black, because Carles knew the man was very surprised, "I was afraid that when I was not home, he took out the gold, and was dumped by my grandmother because she thought it was shit. So every morning I wrap it up and take it to school, then check it out.... "
Carles looked for a small stick under the tree next to him, he squatted on the ground and began to examine it.
"So get out of here, let me."
The black-clothed man looked anxiously, picked up his wand and scraped the dirt, and he broke his wooden stick.