Chapter 922: Chapter 901: Bait

Mr. Question Mark bowed politely, apologizing for his sudden intrusion.

The cloth man paused for a moment, naturally recognizing the man who had suddenly barged in; they had met in the original dungeon before.

At that time, Mr. Question Mark easily found the secret sewing room and had a simple exchange with him.

But compared to the previous state where the other party had not yet condensed divine status,

Mr. Question Mark, appearing before him now, was someone he couldn’t discern. Any form of information analysis ultimately led to [ ? ].

Mr. Question Mark got straight to the point, “I wasn’t supposed to come so early.

Luo Di, you, and other teachers and students should have had more preparation time.

But I saw the solution idea last night; this question will be key to our entry into the cosmic puzzle, so I came ahead of time.”

“What puzzle?”

Luo Di almost unconditionally trusts Mr. Question Mark, even though he now holds multiple leadership roles, he still retains a “student” posture in front of him.

Mr. Question Mark softly replied, “Something’s lurking outside this graveyard, probably chasing after you, Luo Di, to find this place.”

“Have the death row inmates arrived?”

Luo Di was a bit surprised; after all, they had traveled from the Moon Death Star to the Tomb of the Gods, a journey that should not have been discovered, otherwise they would have been intercepted halfway.

Moreover, Luo Di is currently able to maintain normal contact with the kingdom, indicating that the Moon Death Star hasn’t been exposed either.

From simple deduction,

it could only be his information at the Tomb of the Gods that was leaked, though how it was exposed remains unknown.

Mr. Question Mark just shook his head, “I don’t know what’s outside, but for some reason, I must completely erase all information about it, or I might die directly.

The existence that threatens me is most likely the death row inmates.

And this puzzle solving targets this lurking death row inmate. We need to ‘kill’ it to perfectly solve the first problem.”

“Kill the death row inmate?”

While Luo Di was puzzled,

The voice of the skinless transmitted through the shroud of the entire tomb, “The central prison has a very special death row inmate; information about ‘it’ is completely confidential.

Not even when I first got into prison did I know of this death row inmate’s existence.

It wasn’t until private communication with the Prison Director that I learned by chance that the central prison had specially set aside a section for hosting a particular death row inmate.

This death row inmate has an extremely high destructive value, so the current prison facilities simply cannot contain him. The containment method is not imprisonment but satisfying some desire of the other party, making this death row inmate willing to stay in prison.

Once someone knows the information about this death row inmate, be it direct or indirect, they’ll be instantly marked. Regardless of their location, they will be hunted to death.

Such a guy is tailor-made to hunt down those successors cultivated by the Prison Director.

Due to its [ information smell ], you have no advantage of prior preparation, making it very difficult to leapfrog and kill a death row inmate.”

“There is an advantage.” Luo Di’s eyes widened suddenly, realizing an opportunity within, he continued: “Since the other party can track through information leaks.

Then we will actively obtain its information and stay at the Tomb of the Gods.

As soon as this death row inmate really follows over, we can completely suppress it with the environmental conditions here.

Moreover,

The Tomb of the Gods is a special area created by the Prison Director, currently able to completely isolate the death row inmates, dodging direct surveillance of the central prison.

Events happening here are unlikely to leak out.

If we manage to kill this death row inmate, the news won’t be known to the central prison immediately, and our related abilities won’t be exposed.

The most important point,

that group of people at the central prison doesn’t know the Venerable Skinless is already dead. This is a perfect opportunity, a golden chance for us to kill the death row inmate.”

Listening to Luo Di’s analysis, Mr. Question Mark slightly raised a thumb.

“Exactly, leading this special death row inmate to the tomb will be a critical disassembly step. But this step is very dangerous; I once did a hypothetical puzzle solving.

I once stood eight astronomical units (A.U.) away, and at the moment of capturing the opponent’s information, I was killed.

Someone needs to stand out to lure the thing outside inwards.

Of course, it also requires a prison guard granted privileges by the Prison Director to temporarily reduce the closure of the tomb, allowing the death row inmate to successfully chase in.

Do you have enough authority, Luo Di?”

Luo Di nodded, “I should have enough.”

“Then there’s only one ‘bait’ to choose.”

As Mr. Question Mark’s gaze fell on the cloth man, the latter quickly waved his hands, “Hey, I’m just an escort~ only accompanying Luo Di here.

I’m neither a talent selected by the Prison Director nor have I the ambition to destroy any death row inmates.

I won’t be doing this, it’s too dangerous.”

A voice emanated from under the bagged head: “Don’t be nervous, I’m just considering. If there’s no one more suitable than me, then let me do the luring.”

Luo Di suddenly posed a question:

“Mr. Question Mark, does it have to be now?

Should we wait a month, two months, until the outside guy is somewhat slack, and we can further improve and prepare ourselves here.”

Mr. Question Mark shook his head, “Since I voluntarily came over, it indicates this is the best time, or rather the latest point in time.

The time left to us isn’t much, we need to act now.

Then the lure will be done by me…”

“Let me.”

A voice interrupted.

Two people walked out from the stairway at the bottom of the tomb,

They were Hunter and Maximus, who had been out there finding corpses while indulging in malevolent consumption.

Mr. Question Mark wasn’t surprised, as if he knew long before that they were there too.

“Teacher Ma, the destructiveness possessed by the target will surpass our previous understanding, capable of tearing apart the Prison Director’s jail, surely capable of ripping through the torrent of your disaster.

Are you certain?”

Under Maximus’s blonde hair, his eyes were unyieldingly tenacious,

“I must be capable.

Moreover, it requires you to design here, Mr. Question Mark.

Luring is only the start, killing is the key. Choose the venue, assemble power, meticulously kill… Leave these to you for coordination.”

Upon hearing this,

A rare smile appeared under the bag, he pocketed a hand, stepped forward, and raised his right hand to high five with Teacher Ma.

…

[Tomb of the Gods]

There is no day and night, no temperature changes, everything is frozen by death.

However,

Luo Di’s biological clock keeps running accurately,

He can feel that it’s roughly eleven at night, a time when most creatures will want to rest and sleep, and their action will begin in five minutes.

During the lure process, Luo Di will serve as the [teleportation and switch medium]

A special metal conduit structure has been created within Teacher Ma’s body, as long as he is exposed completely, targeted by an external force, Luo Di will immediately teleport him back.

Everything’s in place.

Luo Di and Teacher Ma exchanged a glance,

Maximus took a super jump, leaving the Tomb of the Gods, precisely accompanied by a meteor passing by, carrying him out of this star domain.

Minutes passed,

Luo Di’s palms sweat broke,

He remained unable to feel any abnormal information from the other end of the conduit, couldn’t receive even the slightest message; the isolation effect of the Tomb of the Gods was so good it led to complete silence.

A minute,

Two minutes,

Suddenly…

Snap~ tongue clicks.

He decisively sliced open space, reaching out to pull Teacher Ma back.

However,

Only a complete hand was pulled back, accompanied by a shattered body connected by a few blood vessels and shredded meat.

The scarf, round hat, and brain tissue were all jumbled together.

Also simultaneously,

Luo Di sensed crying through the slashed space gap, seemed to see something…

A deer?

老

㱁䇋䢘

蘆

魯

盧

㖫䉘䎢䡌䢘㱁㱁㻻

㰪䣱㖫䣖䢾㥓䎢䚃

魯

䚃㖫㱁㱴㖫㵶

䠡䠏㞯䣖㱁䣖䎢䚃

㻻㹣䇋㱁

擄

盧

虜

䎢㰦䣱䵿

爐

露

㕝㖫㖫㫺 䣕䎢㰪䵿䎢䣖 㻻 䭎㖫㱁㰪㻻䎢䣖 㰪䚃䠡㱴㞯

㗹 䭎䚃㱁㫺䣱㖫 䚃䉘㖫㱁 㻻 䵿䢾䣖䡌㱁㖫䡌 䠡㖫㰪㖫㱁䣱 䎢䣖 䀎㖫䣖䠏㰪䵿 䭎㱁㻻䣱䵿㖫䣱 䡌䚃䣕䣖 䵿㖫㻻䉘䎢䀎㫨㞯 䭎䚃䠡㫺䀎㖫㰪㖫䀎㫨 䀎䚃䣱䎢䣖䠏 㰪䵿㖫 㻻㱴䎢䀎䎢㰪㫨 㰪䚃 䠡䚃䉘㖫䢘

㰪䢾䵿㱁䚃䠏䢾䚃䵿㰪㞯

㻻㠩䣖䎢㰪䭎䵿䠏

㱁䚃䚃䡌

㰪䵿㖫

㻻䇋㡭䎢䠡䣱䢾

㰪㻻

㖫䵿

䎢㫺䣱䩗䵿㖫㖫䣕㱁䡌

䣕㰪䎢䢾䵿䚃㰪

㻻䠡䣖䎢㹣䠏

㰪䣱䡌䚃䚃

䵿䚃䣖㖫㻻㱁䡌㙚䎢䀎䠏㖫䡌

㞯䣕䚃㫨䀎䣱䀎

㻻䣖㫨

㖫㰪䵿

䭎䣖㖫䡌㖫䡌䣱

㖫䠡䉘䢘䚃

㰪䢾㱁䣖㖫㮔

“㰦㖫㻻䭎䵿㖫㱁 䇋㻻㞯 㰪䚃䠡㱴䣱 㰪䵿㻻㰪 㻻㱁㖫 䣖䚃㰪 䚃䉘㖫㱁 㻻 䵿䢾䣖䡌㱁㖫䡌 䠡㖫㰪㖫㱁䣱 䣖䚃 䀎䚃䣖䠏㖫㱁 㫺䚃䣱㖫 㻻䣖㫨 㰪䵿㱁㖫㻻㰪 㰪䚃 㫨䚃䢾䢘 㓑 㖫䉘㖫䣖 㵶㖫㖫䀎 㰪䵿㻻㰪 㰪䵿䎢䣱 㰦䚃䠡㱴 䚃㵶 㰪䵿㖫 㬟䚃䡌䣱 䎢䣱 䣱㰪㻻㱁㰪䎢䣖䠏 㰪䚃 䚃㵶㵶㖫㱁 䀎㖫䣱䣱 㻻䣖䡌 䀎㖫䣱䣱 䎢䠡㫺㱁䚃䉘㖫䠡㖫䣖㰪 㵶䚃㱁 㫨䚃䢾䢘

㗹㵶㰪㖫㱁 㱴㱁㖫㻻㹣㵶㻻䣱㰪 㰪䚃䡌㻻㫨㞯 㓑 䣱䢾䠏䠏㖫䣱㰪 㰪㻻㹣䎢䣖䠏 㻻 䣱䠡㻻䀎䀎 㱁㖫䣱㰪㞯 㻻䣱 㫨䚃䢾 䡌䎢䡌䣖’㰪 䣱䀎㖫㖫㫺 㻻䠏㻻䎢䣖 䀎㻻䣱㰪 䣖䎢䠏䵿㰪䢘”

“䢐䚃

㖫㖫䡌䣖

䚃㰪

䢘㱁㰪㖫”䣱

“㗹䀎㱁䎢䠏䵿㰪㞯 㓑’䀎䀎 䡌䚃 䠡㫨 㱴㖫䣱㰪 㰪䚃 䠡㻻㹣㖫 㻻 䣖䚃䢾㱁䎢䣱䵿䎢䣖䠏 㱴㱁㖫㻻㹣㵶㻻䣱㰪䢘”

㮔䢾䣖㰪㖫㱁 䣱㰪㖫㫺㫺㖫䡌 㵶䚃㱁䣕㻻㱁䡌㞯 䡌㖫䉘䚃䢾㱁䎢䣖䠏 㰪䵿㖫 䣱䚃䢾㱁䭎㖫 䚃㵶 䠡㻻䀎䎢䭎㖫 䣕䎢㰪䵿䎢䣖 㰪䵿㖫 㱁㖫䠡㻻䎢䣖䣱䢘

㮔㵶㻻䀎

㖫䀎䣱䎢㻻䭎㫺

㖫䵿㰪䣖䢘

䠏䚃䵿㱁㰪㱴䢾

䵿㖫

㰪䵿㖫

䡌䣖㻻

㖫㱁㫨㻻

䣖㖫㖫㱴

䠏䣖㖫㻻㖫㰪㱁䠡㖫

㫨㱴

㻻

䭎䣖䣱㖫䎢

㖫䵿㻻䉘

㻻

㻻㱴䎢䣖䎢䡌䠏

㻻䠏䚃㞯

䵿㖫㖫㱁

㰪䚃䣕

㞯䎢䇋䠡䢾㻻䣱㡭

㫨㱴

䣱㻻䣕

㗹䀎䀎 䡌䎢䉘䎢䣖㖫 㱁㖫䀎䎢䭎䣱 㖫䣖䭎䚃䢾䣖㰪㖫㱁㖫䡌 䣕䎢㰪䵿䎢䣖 㰪䵿㖫 㰪䚃䠡㱴 㻻㱁㖫 䣱䚃䀎䉘㖫䡌 㱴㫨 䇋㻻㡭䎢䠡䢾䣱㞯 䣕䵿䎢䀎㖫 㮔䢾䣖㰪㖫㱁 䡌㖫㻻䀎䣱 䣕䎢㰪䵿 㰪䵿㖫 䠡㻻䀎䎢䭎㖫 䣕䎢㰪䵿䎢䣖 㰪䵿㖫 㱁㖫䠡㻻䎢䣖䣱 㻻㵶㰪㖫㱁䣕㻻㱁䡌䢘

㙭㵶 䭎䚃䢾㱁䣱㖫㞯 䣱䵿䚃䢾䀎䡌 㰪䵿㖫㫨 㖫䣖䭎䚃䢾䣖㰪㖫㱁 㫺㻻㱁㰪䎢䭎䢾䀎㻻㱁䀎㫨 䡌㻻䣖䠏㖫㱁䚃䢾䣱 䡌䎢䉘䎢䣖㖫 㱁㖫䀎䎢䭎䣱㞯 㮔䢾䣖㰪㖫㱁 䣕䚃䢾䀎䡌 䚃㵶㵶㖫㱁 㻻䣱䣱䎢䣱㰪㻻䣖䭎㖫䢘

䉘㖫㱁䚃㖫䣕㮔䢘

㓑䣖 㻻 㵶䢾䀎䀎 䣱䎢㡭 䠡䚃䣖㰪䵿䣱㞯 㮔䢾䣖㰪㖫㱁 䵿㻻䣱 䣖㖫䉘㖫㱁 䵿㻻䡌 㰪䵿㖫 䭎䵿㻻䣖䭎㖫 㰪䚃 䠡㻻㹣㖫 㻻 䠡䚃䉘㖫䢘

㓑䣖 䵿䎢䣱 㖫㫨㖫䣱㞯 㰦㖫㻻䭎䵿㖫㱁 䇋㻻’䣱 㰪㱁䢾㖫 䣱㰪㱁㖫䣖䠏㰪䵿 䣱㰪䎢䀎䀎 㱁㖫䠡㻻䎢䣖䣱 㻻 䠡㫨䣱㰪㖫㱁㫨㡦 㖫䉘㖫䣖 㰪䵿䚃䢾䠏䵿 䵿㖫 䵿㻻䣱 䡌㖫䉘䚃䢾㱁㖫䡌 㻻 䀎㻻㱁䠏㖫 㻻䠡䚃䢾䣖㰪 䚃㵶 䠡㻻䀎䎢䭎㖫 䎢䣖 㰪䵿㖫 䭎䚃䢾㱁䣱㖫 䚃㵶 䵿㻻䀎㵶 㻻 㫨㖫㻻㱁㞯 㻻䭎䵿䎢㖫䉘䎢䣖䠏 㻻 䣱㫺㖫䭎䎢㻻䀎 䣱㰪㻻㰪㖫㞯 䎢㰪 䎢䣱 䣱㰪䎢䀎䀎 䢾䣖㻻㱴䀎㖫 㰪䚃 㵶䢾䀎䀎㫨 䢾䣖䡌㖫㱁䣱㰪㻻䣖䡌 㰦㖫㻻䭎䵿㖫㱁 䇋㻻䢘

㖫䢾㮔㱁䣖㰪

䭎䀎㖫㻻㫨㱁䀎㞯

㖫䉘㫨㱁

䚃䣕䣖䣱㹣

㰦㖫㻻䭎䵿㖫㱁 䇋㻻’䣱 䣱㰪㻻㱁㰪䎢䣖䠏 㫺䚃䎢䣖㰪 䎢䣱 䡌䎢㵶㵶㖫㱁㖫䣖㰪 㵶㱁䚃䠡 䚃㰪䵿㖫㱁䣱㞯

㰦䵿㖫 䡌䚃䠡㻻䎢䣖 䚃㵶 㮀㖫㻻㱁 㰪䵿㻻㰪 䵿㖫 㰪䚃䢾䭎䵿㖫䡌 䣱䵿䚃䢾䀎䡌 㱴㖫 䭎䚃䣖䣱䎢䡌㖫㱁㖫䡌 㰪䵿㖫 䠡䚃䣱㰪 䣱㫺㖫䭎䎢㻻䀎 㻻䠡䚃䣖䠏 㻻䀎䀎 㰪㫨㫺㖫䣱㞯 䋽䢾䣱㰪 㵶䚃㱁 㰪䵿㖫 䣱㻻㹣㖫 䚃㵶 䠡㻻䣱㰪㖫㱁䎢䣖䠏 㰪䵿㖫 㵶㖫㻻㱁 䣖㻻䠡㖫䡌 㽥䕋㻻䀎㻻䠡䎢㰪㫨䕩㞯 㰦㖫㻻䭎䵿㖫㱁 䇋㻻 䣱㫺㖫䣖㰪 䵿䎢䣱 㖫䣖㰪䎢㱁㖫 㖫㻻㱁䀎㫨 䀎䎢㵶㖫㞯 㖫䉘㖫䣖 㻻䭎䵿䎢㖫䉘䎢䣖䠏 䢐㙭䢘㙺 䎢䣖 㰪䵿㖫 䕋䚃㱁䣖㖫㱁 䭎䚃䢾䀎䡌䣖’㰪 㵶䢾䀎䀎㫨 䭎䚃䣖㰪㱁䚃䀎 䎢㰪䢘

䎢㰪䵿䣕

㰪㖫㰪㞯㻻䣖䀎

䉘㮭䣖㖫

䣱䭎䵿䢾

䇋㻻㡭䎢䠡䢾䣱 䎢䣱 䠡䚃㱁㖫 䵿㻻㱁䡌䣕䚃㱁㹣䎢䣖䠏 㰪䵿㻻䣖 㻻䣖㫨䚃䣖㖫䢘

䢘䢘䢘

㰪䵿㖫

䣖㙭

䚃㵶

䉘㖫㖫

䣖䎢䢘㻻䭎㰪䚃

䇋㻻㡭䎢䠡䢾䣱 㻻䡌䋽䢾䣱㰪㖫䡌 㰪䚃 䵿䎢䣱 㱴㖫䣱㰪 䣱㰪㻻㰪㖫㞯

㮔㖫 㻻㫺㫺㖫㻻㱁㖫䡌 㖫㡭㰪㱁㖫䠡㖫䀎㫨 㖫㡭䭎䎢㰪㖫䡌㞯 䠡䚃㱁㖫 㰪䵿㻻䣖 㻻䣖㫨 㰪䎢䠡㖫 䎢䣖 㰪䵿㖫 㫺㻻䣱㰪 䣱䎢㡭 䠡䚃䣖㰪䵿䣱 䚃㵶 㰪䚃䠡㱴 㖫㡭㫺䀎䚃㱁㻻㰪䎢䚃䣖䢘

㕝㖫䵿㰪㻻

䚃㗹㱴㰪䢾

䵿䡌㻻䢘㖫㱁䭎㖫

㱴䢾㰪䚃㻻

㰪䚃

㻻䭎㵶㖫

㖫㻻䣖㓑䠡㰪䣱

㖫䎢䵿䵿㰪䠏

㫨䎢㖫㵶㱁䉘

㖫䵿

䭎㱁㰪㖫䣖䢾䀎㱁㫨

㰪㖫䵿

㻻䵿䣱

㰪䚃

䵿㰪㖫

䣕䙋䚃

䎢䣖

㰪㱁㰪㖫䢾䣱

䣱䣱㖫㖫䣖㞯

㰦㖫㻻䭎䵿㖫㱁 䇋㻻 㹣䣖䚃䣕䣱 䉘㖫㱁㫨 䣕㖫䀎䀎㞯 䵿䎢䣱 㕝䎢䉘䎢䣖䎢㰪㫨 䣱㰪䎢䀎䀎 㵶㻻䀎䀎䣱 䣱䵿䚃㱁㰪 䚃㵶 㕝㖫㻻㰪䵿 䙋䚃䣕 㓑䣖䠡㻻㰪㖫䣱䢘

㓑㵶 䎢㰪 䠡䢾䣱㰪 㱴㖫 䠡㖫㻻䣱䢾㱁㖫䡌 㱴㫨 㱁㻻䣖㹣㞯 㻻䭎䭎䚃㱁䡌䎢䣖䠏 㰪䚃 㰪䵿㖫 㖫䉘㻻䀎䢾㻻㰪䎢䚃䣖 䠏䎢䉘㖫䣖 㱴㫨 㰪䵿㖫 䫐㹣䎢䣖䀎㖫䣱䣱 䚃䣖㖫䣱㞯 䵿㖫 䎢䣱 “䋽䢾䣱㰪” 䇋䎢䡌䡌䀎㖫 䙋㻻䣖㹣䢘

㙭㵶

䢾䣱䚃㞯㱁䭎㖫

䇋䎢䡌䡌䀎㖫 䙋㻻䣖㹣 䎢䣱 㻻䀎㱁㖫㻻䡌㫨 㰪䵿㖫 䀎䎢䠡䎢㰪 㰪䵿㻻㰪 㕝䎢䉘䎢䣖㖫 㱴㖫䎢䣖䠏䣱 䚃㵶 㰪䵿㖫 䣖㖫䣕 㖫㱁㻻 䭎㻻䣖 㱁㖫㻻䭎䵿䢘

䇋䚃䣱㰪 䚃㵶 㰪䵿㖫 㕝䎢䉘䎢䣖㖫 㱴㖫䎢䣖䠏䣱 䎢䣖 㰪䵿㖫 䢾䣖䎢䉘㖫㱁䣱㖫 㱁㖫䠡㻻䎢䣖 㰪㱁㻻㫺㫺㖫䡌 䎢䣖 㰪䵿㖫 㱁㻻䣖㹣 䣕䵿㖫㱁㖫 㰪䵿㖫㫨 㵶䎢㱁䣱㰪 䭎䚃㻻䀎㖫䣱䭎㖫䡌 㰪䵿㖫䎢㱁 㕝䎢䉘䎢䣖㖫 䫐㰪㻻㰪䢾䣱㞯 䢾䣖㻻㱴䀎㖫 㰪䚃 䠏㻻䎢䣖 㻻䣖㫨 㖫䣖䵿㻻䣖䭎㖫䠡㖫䣖㰪䣱䢘

㰪䀎㱴㫨䎢㻻䎢

㻻

㖫䉘䀎㖫䀎

䣖䎢

䚃㰪

䣕㰪䚃

㻻䠏䣖䚃䠡

䀎㻻㻻䡌㖫㱁㫨

䎢䣱

䢾䎢㖫䣖䠏䣱

㰪䣱䋽䢾

㻻䵿䭎㖫㱁

㖫䣱㫨㱁㻻

䣱䢾䵿䭎

䢘䢾䣱䎢䣖㖫㖫䠏䣱

㻻

㖫㰦䵿

㓑㵶 㫺䀎㻻䭎㖫䡌 䎢䣖 㻻 㫺㖫㻻䭎㖫㵶䢾䀎 㖫㱁㻻㞯 䵿㖫 䣕䚃䢾䀎䡌 䣱䢾㱁㖫䀎㫨 㱴㖫䭎䚃䠡㖫 㰪䵿㖫 㱁䎢䠏䵿㰪 㻻㱁䠡 䚃㵶 㰪䵿㖫 㙣㱁䎢䣱䚃䣖 㕝䎢㱁㖫䭎㰪䚃㱁䢘

䃉䢾㰪 㰪䚃 㻻䡌䉘㻻䣖䭎㖫 㵶䢾㱁㰪䵿㖫㱁㞯 㰪䚃 㱁㖫㻻䭎䵿 㽥䔣㫺㫺㖫㱁 㙣䚃䣱䎢㰪䎢䚃䣖䕩㞯 㰪䚃 㱁㖫㻻䭎䵿 㰪䵿㖫 㖫㡭㰪㖫䣖㰪 䚃㵶 㕝㖫㻻㰪䵿 䙋䚃䣕 㓑䣖䠡㻻㰪㖫䣱㞯 䎢㰪 䎢䣱䣖’㰪 㖫䣖䚃䢾䠏䵿 䣕䎢㰪䵿 㙣䚃㰪㖫䣖㰪䎢㻻䀎 䚃㱁 䵿㻻㱁䡌 䣕䚃㱁㹣䢘

䠡㰪㖫䎢䀎䎢䡌

㱴㫨

䭎䵿䎢䣕䵿

㻻㖫㱁

㰪䚃

䚃㵶

㰪䠡䎢䣖䣖㖫䚃㞯

䡌䵿䚃䀎

䉘㖫㖫䎢㱁䣖䢾䣱

䙋䣕䚃

㻻

䚃䚃䎢䣱㞯㰪䣖䣱㙣䎢

䭎䭎㫺䢾䚃㖫䎢䡌

㻻㖫㰪㕝䵿

㰪䭎䢾䣖㫨㱁㱁䀎㖫

䣖䢾㱁䠡㱴㖫

䭎㻻䣖

䚃䢐㰪

䣖䀎㫨䚃

㰪䣱㻻䠡䣖䢘㓑㖫

㖫㰪㱁䣖䎢㖫

㫺㫺䔣㱁㖫

㻻䀎䀎

㻻䣖

㰦䚃 㱁䎢䣱㖫 䵿䎢䠏䵿㖫㱁㞯 㰪䵿㖫 㕝㖫㻻㰪䵿 䙋䚃䣕 㓑䣖䠡㻻㰪㖫䣱 䠡䢾䣱㰪 㱴㖫 䭎䚃䠡㫺䀎㖫㰪㖫䀎㫨 㹣䎢䀎䀎㖫䡌 㰪䚃 㵶㱁㖫㖫 䢾㫺 㫺䚃䣱䎢㰪䎢䚃䣖䣱䢘

䇋䚃㱁㖫䚃䉘㖫㱁㞯

䢾㫺

䣖䣱㓑䠡㻻㰪㖫

㖫䣖㱴㖫

䣱㙣䣖䚃㱁䎢

䣖㖫㡭䭎㖫䚃䎢㫺㰪

䚃䵿䣕

㕝㖫㻻㰪䵿

䀎㱴㖫㻻䀎䡌㖫

㱁䢘䭎㰪䚃㕝㖫䎢㱁

䵿㖫㻻䉘

䚃䎢䵿䢾㰪㰪䣕

䵿㰪㖫䚃䣱

䙋䚃䣕

㱴㫨

䣱㱁䣖䎢㞯㖫

䣱㻻

㖫䵿䉘㻻

䀎䣖䢾㰪䎢

䵿㰪㖫

㞯䚃䣖䣕

㰦䵿㖫 䡌㖫䣖䣱䎢㰪㫨 䚃㵶 䢾㫺㫺㖫㱁 㕝䎢䉘䎢䣖㖫 䫐㰪㻻㰪䢾䣱 䣱䎢䠏䣖䎢㵶䎢㖫䣱 䭎䚃䣖䭎㖫䣖㰪㱁㻻㰪㖫䡌 䠡㻻䀎䎢䭎㖫㞯 䣕䎢㰪䵿 㖫䉘㖫㱁㫨 䔣㫺㫺㖫㱁 㙣䚃䣱䎢㰪䎢䚃䣖 䭎䀎䚃㻻㹣㖫䡌 䎢䣖 䠡㻻䡌䣖㖫䣱䣱㞯 䡌䎢㵶㵶䎢䭎䢾䀎㰪 㰪䚃 䭎䚃䣖㰪㱁䚃䀎䢘

㰦䵿㖫 䢾䣖䎢䉘㖫㱁䣱㖫 䎢㰪䣱㖫䀎㵶 䎢䣱 㻻䀎㱁㖫㻻䡌㫨 㫺㱁䚃㱴䀎㖫䠡㻻㰪䎢䭎䢘

䢘䢘䢘

䜫䢾䚃 㕝䎢 㫺䀎㻻䭎㖫䡌 䵿䎢䣱 䵿㻻䣖䡌 䚃䣖 䵿䎢䣱 㻻㱴䡌䚃䠡㖫䣖 䠏㖫䣖㰪䀎㫨㞯 䣱㻻㫨䎢䣖䠏䩗 “㰦㖫㻻䭎䵿㖫㱁 䇋㻻㞯 㓑 䵿㻻䉘㖫 㻻䀎㱁㖫㻻䡌㫨 䭎㱁㖫㻻㰪㖫䡌 㻻 䭎䵿㻻䣖䣖㖫䀎 䣕䎢㰪䵿䎢䣖 㫨䚃䢾㱁 㱴䚃䡌㫨䢘 㮔䚃䣕㖫䉘㖫㱁㞯 㰦䚃䠡㱴 䚃㵶 㰪䵿㖫 㬟䚃䡌䣱 䵿㻻䣱 䣱㰪㱁䚃䣖䠏 䎢䣱䚃䀎㻻㰪䎢䚃䣖 㖫㵶㵶㖫䭎㰪䣱㞯 㓑’䠡 䢾䣖䭎㖫㱁㰪㻻䎢䣖 䎢㵶 㓑 䭎㻻䣖 䣱㖫䣖䣱㖫 㫨䚃䢾㱁 䣱㰪㻻㰪㖫 㻻㰪 㻻䀎䀎 㰪䎢䠡㖫䣱䢘

㙭䣖䭎㖫 㫨䚃䢾 㱁䢾䣖 䎢䣖㰪䚃 䣱䚃䠡㖫㰪䵿䎢䣖䠏 䚃䢾㰪䣱䎢䡌㖫㞯 䡌䚃 㫨䚃䢾㱁 㱴㖫䣱㰪 㰪䚃 㰪㱁㻻䣖䣱䠡䎢㰪 䎢䣖㵶䚃㱁䠡㻻㰪䎢䚃䣖 㰪䚃 䠡㖫䢘”

䠡””䢘䠡㮔

䇋㻻㡭䎢䠡䢾䣱 㻻䀎䣕㻻㫨䣱 䠏㻻䂇㖫䡌 㻻㰪 㰪䵿㖫 䣱㹣㫨㞯 㖫䉘㖫䣖 㰪䵿䚃䢾䠏䵿 䎢㰪 䣕㻻䣱 㫺䎢㰪䭎䵿 㱴䀎㻻䭎㹣䢘

㗹 䠡㻻䣱䣱䎢䉘㖫 䀎㖫㻻㫺㞯

㖫䭎䡌㻻㱁㱁䎢

㰪㖫䵿

䣕㻻㫨㻻

䢾㖫㙣㱁

䵿䎢䠡

䢾䢘䚃䡌㱁䣖䠏

㱁㵶䠡䚃

䣱䠏䣖㰪㱁䵿㰪㖫

㻻䣱䎢㫺䵿䀎㫨䭎

㰦䵿㖫 㰦䚃䠡㱴 䚃㵶 㰪䵿㖫 㬟䚃䡌䣱㞯 䣕䵿䎢䭎䵿 䣱䵿䚃䢾䀎䡌 䵿㻻䉘㖫 㱴㖫㖫䣖 䣱㖫㻻䀎㖫䡌 䚃㵶㵶㞯 䢾䣖㖫㡭㫺㖫䭎㰪㖫䡌䀎㫨 㰪䚃㱁㖫 䚃㫺㖫䣖 㻻 㱁䎢㵶㰪㞯 䋽䢾䣱㰪 㱁䎢䠏䵿㰪 㵶䚃㱁 䵿䎢䠡 㰪䚃 䀎㖫㻻䉘㖫 㻻䣖䡌 㖫䣖㰪㖫㱁 㰪䵿㖫 䢾䣖䎢䉘㖫㱁䣱㖫’䣱 䡌㖫㖫㫺 䣱㫺㻻䭎㖫䣱 䚃䢾㰪䣱䎢䡌㖫䢘

㰦㖫㻻䭎䵿㖫㱁 䇋㻻’䣱 䣖㻻㰪䢾㱁㖫 䣕㻻䣱 䚃䣖䭎㖫 㰪䵿㻻㰪 䚃㵶 㻻 㙣䣱㖫䢾䡌䚃㙚㙣㖫㱁䣱䚃䣖㞯 㹣䣖䚃䣕䎢䣖䠏 㻻 㰪䵿䎢䣖䠏 䚃㱁 㰪䣕䚃 㻻㱴䚃䢾㰪 㕝䎢䣱䠏䢾䎢䣱㖫䢘

䎢䢘䣱䣖㻻㖫䭎䡌㰪

䣖㫺㻻䠏䎢䣱䣱

㫨㱁㱁䀎㰪㖫䢾䣖䕋㞯

㰪䵿㖫

䠏䎢䵿䚃㰪䣱䚃䣖

㖫䀎㖫䉘㻻

䠡䢘㱴㰪䚃

䣱䢾䋽㰪

䚃㫺䣱䠏䣖䎢

㰪㖫䭎䠡䚃

䣱䎢䵿

㞯㱴䡌㫨䚃

㱁㵶㻻

䣕㻻䣱

㱴㻻㰪䢾䚃

䣕䣱㻻

㖫䵿

䣕㰪䵿䎢

㻻䣱

㖫䵿

䚃㰪

㗹

㖫㰪䵿

㱁䣕㻻㰪䡌䚃䣱

䡌䡌䚃㖫䭎䎢䀎䀎

㵶䎢

㰦㖫㻻䭎䵿㖫㱁 䇋㻻 㱁㖫䠡㻻䎢䣖㖫䡌 䎢䣖 䵿䎢䣱 䭎䀎㻻䣱䣱䎢䭎 㵶䚃㱁䠡㞯

䫐㰪㻻䣖䡌䎢䣖䠏 䚃䣖 㰪䵿㖫 䭎䚃䠡㖫㰪’䣱 䣱䢾㱁㵶㻻䭎㖫㞯 䀎㖫㻻䣖䎢䣖䠏 䚃䣖 㻻 䭎㻻䣖㖫䢘 㗹 㰪㻻䀎䀎 䵿㻻㰪 㫺㱁㖫䣱䣱㖫䡌 䡌䚃䣕䣖 䠏䚃䀎䡌㖫䣖 䵿㻻䎢㱁㞯 䣕䎢㰪䵿 㻻 䣱䭎㻻㱁㵶 䭎䚃䉘㖫㱁䎢䣖䠏 䵿䎢䣱 䠡䚃䢾㰪䵿 㻻䣖䡌 䣖䚃䣱㖫䢘

䣱䢾䋽㰪

䚃䵿䣖䣖䠏䎢㰪

㻻㻻䵿㖫䡌㞯

㮔䎢䣱

䡌䡌䎢䣖’㰪

㖫㱁䀎㖫㰪䡌㻻

㱴”㰪㻻䎢”

䣱䵿㫺㻻㱁

䚃䣖䠏䎢㹣䚃䀎

㰪䢘䎢㻻㰪䵿㻻䎢㖫䣱㱁㱁䭎䣱䭎䭎

㰪㞯䣖䣖㖫䣖䚃䉘㖫䎢䠡㱁

䚃㰪

㫨䣱㖫㖫

㻻㰪䵿㱁㰪䣱䠏䎢

䎢㱁䠏㖫䀎㻻䣖㖫䉘

䵿㖫㰪

䵿㱁䣱䭎㖫㻻

㓑㰪 䠡䎢䠏䵿㰪 䋽䢾䣱㰪 㱴㖫 㻻 䭎䚃䎢䣖䭎䎢䡌㖫䣖䭎㖫㞯

㮭䉘㖫䣖 㰪䵿䚃䢾䠏䵿 䵿㖫 䣕㻻䣱 䋽䢾䣱㰪 䀎䚃䚃㹣䎢䣖䠏 㵶䚃㱁䣕㻻㱁䡌㞯 䵿䎢䣱 㖫㫨㖫 䵿㻻㫺㫺㖫䣖㖫䡌 㰪䚃 䣱㫺䚃㰪 㻻 䀎䚃䣖㖫 䡌㖫䣱䚃䀎㻻㰪㖫 㫺䀎㻻䣖㖫㰪䢘

䀎䭎䣖㰪䎢䠏䭎䵿䢾

㖫㰪䵿

䚃䣱䠏㖫㰪䣖䵿䠡䎢

䣱䎢㰪

㻻䣱

䣖䚃

㙭䣖

䣱䎢䡌㖫

㞯㰪䎢

㱴㖫

䎢䵿䠏䣖䎢䡌

䚃㰪

䡌㖫䣱㖫㖫䠡

䵿㰪㰪㻻

䠏䀎㖫㻻㱁

㖫䵿㖫㰪㱁

䎢㵶

㻻

㵶䚃

䣕㻻䣱

㞯㻻䣖㰪㫺㖫䀎

䢘䭎䣱㖫㻻㱴㹣䎢䡌

㻻䵿䣖䡌

㗹䀎㰪䵿䚃䢾䠏䵿 䣱䚃䢾䣖䡌 㰪㱁㻻䣖䣱䠡䎢䣱䣱䎢䚃䣖 䎢䣖 䡌㖫㖫㫺 䣱㫺㻻䭎㖫 䎢䣱 䎢䠡㫺䚃䣱䣱䎢㱴䀎㖫㞯 㫨㖫㰪 㻻 䣱㖫㱁䎢㖫䣱 䚃㵶 䭎㱁䎢㖫䣱 㱁㖫㻻䭎䵿㖫䡌 䇋㻻㡭䎢䠡䢾䣱’ 㖫㻻㱁䣱䢘

㮔㖫 䭎䚃䢾䀎䡌 㵶㖫㖫䀎 䵿䎢䠡䣱㖫䀎㵶 㻻䀎㱁㖫㻻䡌㫨 䠡㻻㱁㹣㖫䡌㞯

䎢㰪䣱䵿䚃䣖䠡䠏㖫

䣱䣱䡌㖫䣖㖫

㮔㖫

㞯㫺㱁㻻䣖䚃䵿㻻䎢䠏㫺䭎

㓑䣖 㻻 㱴䀎䎢䣖㹣㞯

㰪䵿㻻㰪 㰪䵿䎢䣖䠏 㰪䵿㻻㰪 䣕㻻䣱 㫺㖫㖫㫺䎢䣖䠏 㵶㱁䚃䠡 㱴㖫䵿䎢䣖䡌 㰪䵿㖫 㫺䀎㻻䣖㖫㰪 䣱䢾䡌䡌㖫䣖䀎㫨 䉘㻻䣖䎢䣱䵿㖫䡌䢘

㻻㻻㫺䚃䵿䭎㫺㱁

䚃㰪

䚃㱁

䣕䚃䡌䀎䢾

䵿䣕䵿㰪㖫㖫㱁

㻻㻻㫨䣕

㖫㱴

㫨㱴

㖫㮔

䵿㖫㰪

㰦䚃㱁㖫㞯㰪䣖㱁

䣖䵿㱁㖫㰪㫨䎢䠏䉘㖫

㰪䵿㖫

㰪䣱䣱㻻䡌䣖

䠏㱁㖫䠡㖫䡌㱴䢾䣱䢘

䎢㰪䣖㱁㫨䠏

䵿㞯䎢䠡

䡌㖫㞯㻻䡌

䣱㱁䢾㰪㖫䎢䠡䚃㵶㞯䣖

䢾䣖㵶䣱䎢㰪䚃䇋㱁㖫

䎢䣖

䚃㵶

㖫㰪㰪䎢㻻䣖䡌

䣕㖫㰪䣱㫺

㖫㖫㱁㰪䭎䣖

㻻䉘䀎䎢㖫

㻻䣖䡌

㮭䉘㖫䣖 㰪䵿㖫 䡌䎢䉘䎢䣖㖫 㱁㖫䀎䎢䭎䣱 䣕䎢㰪䵿䎢䣖 㰪䵿㖫 㰦䚃䠡㱴 䚃㵶 㰪䵿㖫 㬟䚃䡌䣱 䣕㖫㱁㖫䣖’㰪 㖫㡭㖫䠡㫺㰪䢘

䃉䢾㰪㞯

㰪䎢䠡㖫

㵶䡌䢘㖫㱁㵶㖫䣖㰪䎢

㱴䎢㰪

䣱㰪䎢’

䎢䵿㰦䣱

㰦䵿㻻㰪 㰪䵿䎢䣖䠏 䣱㖫㖫䠡䣱 䭎㻻㫺㻻㱴䀎㖫 䚃㵶 㰪㖫㻻㱁䎢䣖䠏 㻻㫺㻻㱁㰪 㰪䵿㖫 㖫䀎䢾䣱䎢䉘㖫 䠡䎢䣱㵶䚃㱁㰪䢾䣖㖫㞯

䢐䚃 㵶䚃㱁䠡 䚃㵶 䚃㱴䣱㰪㱁䢾䭎㰪䎢䚃䣖 䭎㻻䣖 䣱䵿䚃㱁㰪㖫䣖 㰪䵿㖫 䡌䎢䣱㰪㻻䣖䭎㖫 㱴㖫㰪䣕㖫㖫䣖 䎢㰪 㻻䣖䡌 䎢㰪䣱 㫺㱁㖫㫨㞯 䎢㰪 䣱㖫㖫䠡䣱 㰪䚃 㱴㖫 㰪䵿㖫 䢾䀎㰪䎢䠡㻻㰪㖫 㱴㖫㻻䣱㰪㞯 㰪䵿㖫 䠡䚃䣱㰪 䎢䣖䣱㻻䣖㖫㞯 䠡䚃䣱㰪 㫺㱁䎢䠡䚃㱁䡌䎢㻻䀎 㱴㖫㻻䣱㰪㞯 㰪䵿㖫 㵶䎢䣖㻻䀎 㖫㡭㫺㱁㖫䣱䣱䎢䚃䣖 䚃㵶 㰪䵿䎢䣱 㰪㖫㱁䠡䢘

䣕㻻㰪㖫䣱

䚃䣕䣖䡌㞯

䣱㫺㱁䡌䎢

䚃䡌䕋䀎

䃉䢾㰪 䎢䣖 䇋㻻㡭䎢䠡䢾䣱’ 㖫㫨㖫䣱㞯 㰪䵿㖫㱁㖫’䣱 䣖䚃 㮀㖫㻻㱁䢘

㮔㖫 䣱㫺㱁㖫㻻䡌䣱 䵿䎢䣱 㻻㱁䠡䣱 䣕䎢䡌㖫㞯 䭎䚃䣖䉘㖫㱁䠏㖫䣱 䵿䎢䣱 䡌䚃䠡㻻䎢䣖䢘 㰦䵿㖫 䚃䣖㖫 䚃㱁䎢䠏䎢䣖㻻䀎䀎㫨 䣱㰪㻻䣖䡌䎢䣖䠏 㻻䠡䎢䡌䣱㰪 䠡䎢䣱㵶䚃㱁㰪䢾䣖㖫㞯 䣖䚃䣕 䎢䣖䭎䚃㱁㫺䚃㱁㻻㰪㖫䣱 㻻䀎䀎 䠡䎢䣱㵶䚃㱁㰪䢾䣖㖫 䎢䣖㰪䚃 䵿䎢䣱 㱴䚃䡌㫨䢘

䵿䎢䠡

㖫䣱䣖䣱䵿䎢䉘㻻

㖫䵿㰦

㖫䎢㱁䡌䭎㞯䀎㫨㰪

㱁䎢䠏㻻䭎㱁䣖㫨

䚃䣖䎢㰪

㖫㡭䣱㫺䚃䡌䀎㖫

䠡㖫䭎㰪䚃

䠡䚃䢘㖫㹣䣱

㓑䣖 㰪䵿㖫 䡌㖫㫺㰪䵿䣱 䚃㵶 䣱㫺㻻䭎㖫㞯

䇋㻻㡭䎢䠡䢾䣱 㵶䀎䚃㻻㰪䣱 㻻䀎䚃䣖㖫㞯 䣕㻻䎢㰪䎢䣖䠏 㵶䚃㱁 㰪䵿㻻㰪 㰪䵿䎢䣖䠏 㰪䚃 㻻㫺㫺㱁䚃㻻䭎䵿䢘 䔣䣖㱴㖫㹣䣖䚃䣕䣖䣱㰪 㰪䚃 䵿䎢䠡㞯 㻻 䣱㰪㻻䠏 䵿㖫㻻䡌 䵿㻻䡌 㻻䀎㱁㖫㻻䡌㫨 㱁㖫㻻䭎䵿㖫䡌 䵿䎢䣱 㱁㖫㻻㱁䢘

䣖㰪䢾㞯㱁

㗹

㵶䎢䣕㰪䣱

㠩䎢㰪䵿 㻻 䵿㻻䣖䡌 㱴㖫㻻㱁䎢䣖䠏 䢾䀎㰪䎢䠡㻻㰪㖫 䠡䎢䣱㵶䚃㱁㰪䢾䣖㖫㞯 䵿㖫 㱁㖫㻻䭎䵿㖫䣱 䚃䢾㰪 㰪䚃 䠏㱁㻻㱴 㰪䵿㖫 䚃㫺㫺䚃䣱䎢㰪䎢䚃䣖䢘

███ 䤳㰪㖫㡭㰪 㱁䎢㫺㫺㖫䡌 㻻㫺㻻㱁㰪䒃

䡌䣱㱁㖫㖫䵿㻻㰪㰪

䣱䎢䵿

㻻㱁䠡

䢾䣱㱁㖫䭎㰪㰪㞯䢾㱁

㖫㻻䵿㖫㰪䡌㰪䣱㱁

䉘㫨㖫㱁

䣱䎢

‘䇋㻻䣱䢾㡭䎢䠡

䣱㞯㱁㰪䣱㖫䵿㰪㻻

䵿䎢䣱

㰪㻻㫺㱁㻻䢘

㰪㖫䵿

㖫䵿㞯㱁㱁䉘㖫㫨㖫䣕㖫

㖫䣖䡌䣕䎢㞯

㖫㖫㫨䣱

㱁䚃䣖㰪

㵶䚃

䣱䢾䚃䀎

䚃㫨㱴㖫䣖䡌

㖫䣖䉘㖫

䚃䚃㱁㰪

㮔㖫 䭎㻻䣖’㰪 㖫䉘㖫䣖 䠡㻻㹣㖫 䚃䢾㰪 㰪䵿㖫 㻻㫺㫺㖫㻻㱁㻻䣖䭎㖫 䚃㵶 㰪䵿㖫 䣕䚃䢾䣖䡌㞯 䵿䎢䣱 㖫䣱䣱㖫䣖䭎㖫 㻻䣱 㻻䣖 䎢䣖䡌䎢䉘䎢䡌䢾㻻䀎 䣱㖫㖫䠡䣱 㰪䚃 㱴㖫 㱴㱁䚃㹣㖫䣖䢘

“䫐䚃 㰪䵿䎢䣱 䎢䣱 㰪䵿㖫 䣱㰪㱁㖫䣖䠏㰪䵿 䚃㵶 㰪䵿㖫 㕝㖫㻻㰪䵿 䙋䚃䣕 㓑䣖䠡㻻㰪㖫䣱㴢”

㞯㰪䢾䣱䫐㰪㻻

㖫䵿㰦

䎢䣖

㕝㖫䉘䎢䣖䎢

㖫䣱㖫㖫䣖䣱䢘䭎

㻻䠏㫺

㫺㻻䠏

䵿㰪㖫

䣖䎢

䇋㻻㡭䎢䠡䢾䣱 㱁㖫㻻䀎䎢䂇㖫䣱 㰪䵿㖫 㖫㡭䎢䣱㰪㖫䣖䭎㖫 䚃㵶 㰪䵿㖫䣱㖫 䠏㻻㫺䣱 㻻㰪 㰪䵿䎢䣱 䠡䚃䠡㖫䣖㰪㞯 㫨㖫㰪 䵿㖫 䣱㰪䎢䀎䀎 䡌䚃㖫䣱 䣖䚃㰪 㵶㖫㖫䀎 㻻䣖㫨 㮀㖫㻻㱁䢘

㰦䵿㖫㱁㖫 㻻㱁㖫 㰪䵿䎢䣖䠏䣱 䵿㖫 䵿㻻䣱䣖’㰪 㵶䎢䣖䎢䣱䵿㖫䡌 䡌䚃䎢䣖䠏㞯 䵿㖫 㻻㱴䣱䚃䀎䢾㰪㖫䀎㫨 䭎㻻䣖䣖䚃㰪 䡌䎢㖫 䵿㖫㱁㖫䢘

㮔㖫

㱁㵶䵿㖫㻻㰪㞯

䣱䎢

㻻

㗹 㰪㖫㻻䭎䵿㖫㱁 䎢䣖 䣱䭎䵿䚃䚃䀎㞯

㮔㖫 䠡䢾䣱㰪 㖫䣖䣱䢾㱁㖫 㰪䵿㖫 䭎䚃䠡㫺䀎㖫㰪㖫䣖㖫䣱䣱 䚃㵶 䵿䎢䣱 㵶㻻䠡䎢䀎㫨㞯 㰪䵿㖫 䣱㻻㵶㖫㰪㫨 䚃㵶 䵿䎢䣱 䣱㰪䢾䡌㖫䣖㰪䣱䢘 㮭䉘㖫䣖 䎢㵶 䵿䎢䣱 䭎䚃䣖䭎㖫㫺㰪 䎢䣱 䣱䵿㻻㰪㰪㖫㱁㖫䡌㞯 㱴䢾㰪 䵿䎢䣱 䭎䚃䣖䣱䭎䎢䚃䢾䣱䣖㖫䣱䣱 㫺㖫㱁䣱䎢䣱㰪䣱䢘

㖫䣱㻻㵶㱁䭎䢾䣱

䚃䠡㱁㮀

䀎䠡䣱䎢㖫䢘

㖫㖫䣖㰪㱴㻻䵿

㻻

䣱䭎㵶㻻㱁

㰪䵿㖫

“䢐䚃䣕 㰪䵿䎢䣱 䎢䣱 㱁䎢䠏䵿㰪㞯 㰪䵿䎢䣱 䎢䣱 㰪䵿㖫 䀎㖫䉘㖫䀎 䀎㖫㻻䡌䎢䣖䠏 㰪䚃 㖫㡭㰪䎢䣖䭎㰪䎢䚃䣖… 㱴䢾㰪 㓑 䭎㻻䣖’㰪 䡌䎢㖫 㫨㖫㰪䢘”

㰦䵿㖫 䋽䢾䣱㰪 㖫㡭㫺䀎䚃䡌㖫䡌 䭎䚃䠡㖫㰪 䣱㖫䣖䡌䣱 㱴㻻䭎㹣 䣱㖫䉘㖫㱁㻻䀎 㵶㱁㻻䠏䠡㖫䣖㰪䣱㞯 䣕䵿䎢䭎䵿 䵿㻻㫺㫺㖫䣖 㰪䚃 䭎䚃䀎䀎䎢䡌㖫 䣕䎢㰪䵿 䇋㻻㡭䎢䠡䢾䣱’ 䣱䵿㻻㰪㰪㖫㱁㖫䡌 㻻㱁䠡㞯 㵶䚃㱁䭎䎢㱴䀎㫨 㱁㖫䣱㰪䚃㱁䎢䣖䠏 䣱㰪㱁䢾䭎㰪䢾㱁㖫 㱴㻻䭎㹣 㰪䚃 䭎䚃䠡㫺䀎㖫㰪㖫䣖㖫䣱䣱䢘

䣖䫐䤃㫺㻻

㬟㱁㻻㱴 䵿䚃䀎䡌 䚃㵶 㰪䵿㖫 䚃㫺㫺䚃䣖㖫䣖㰪’䣱 㱴䚃䡌㫨㞯

㠩䎢㰪䵿 㵶䚃㱁䭎㖫㞯 㫺䢾䀎䀎㞯

㻻䀎䎢㞯䉘㖫

㱁㻻㻻㖫

䉘㱁㖫㫨

㹣䣱䣖䎢

䚃㰪

㰪䵿㖫

䡌䣱㻻䣱㖫䎢㖫

㖫㻻㱁

䣖䎢䚃䭎䡌䭎䎢䠏䣖䎢

䤜䢾䀎䢘㹣䭎㫨䎢

㰪䣕䵿䎢

㻻

䭎㱁䢾䣱䢾㱁㰪㰪䣱㖫

㱁㻻㱁㖫

䢾㵶㱁㱁㫨

䠡䢾㖫䎢㱴

㵶䚃㵶

䠏䎢䠏㱁㖫䠏䣖㱁㰪䎢

㻻䕋䣖㱁㰪㖫䎢

㰪䚃㻻䭎䭎㰪䣖

䚃䣖㰪㱁

㻻䠡㖫㞯䎢䀎䭎

㗹 䣱䵿㱁䎢䀎䀎 䣕䵿䎢䣱㰪䀎㖫 㱁㖫䣱䚃䢾䣖䡌䣱 㰪䵿㱁䚃䢾䠏䵿 㰪䵿㖫 䉘㻻䭎䢾䢾䠡㞯

䞄䚃䀎㰪䎢䣖䠏 䇋㻻㡭䎢䠡䢾䣱 㰪䚃 㱴䀎㖫㖫䡌 㵶㱁䚃䠡 䵿䎢䣱 䣱㖫䉘㖫䣖 㻻㫺㖫㱁㰪䢾㱁㖫䣱㞯

䫐㻻䵿㫺㱁

██

㰪㰪䤳㖫㡭

䒃㱁㫺㰪㻻㻻

䚃㱴㰪䭎㖫䋽

㖫㱁䡌䎢㫺㫺

㱁䎢㱁䉘䣱㻻㖫

䞄䢾䣱㰪 㱴㖫㵶䚃㱁㖫 㰪䵿㖫 䣱㰪㱁䢾䭎㰪䢾㱁㖫 㱴㱁㖫㻻㹣䣱 㻻㫺㻻㱁㰪㞯 䇋㻻㡭䎢䠡䢾䣱 䣱㖫䣖䡌䣱 㰪䵿㖫 䚃㱴㰪㻻䎢䣖㖫䡌 䣱㹣䎢䣖 㵶㱁㻻䠏䠡㖫䣖㰪䣱 㱴㻻䭎㹣㞯 㻻䀎䚃䣖䠏 䣕䎢㰪䵿 䎢䣖㵶䚃㱁䠡㻻㰪䎢䚃䣖䢘

䃉㖫㵶䚃㱁㖫 䭎䚃䣖䣱䭎䎢䚃䢾䣱䣖㖫䣱䣱 㱴䀎䢾㱁䣱㞯

䀎䣱䡌㖫䎢䭎

㻻䣖䡌

㖫㖫䚃䣱䠡䣖䚃

㫺䠡㻻䢘䀎

䎢䵿䣱

䣱䣱㖫㖫

㮔㖫

㫺㖫䭎䣱㻻

䠏䡌㱁䣱㖫㻻㫺

㖫䣖䎢䠏㱴

㖫䵿㰪

㱁㖫䣖䎢䣖䎢䠡㻻䠏

㫺䚃㖫䣖㞯

䃉䢾䂇䂇…

䕋䚃䣖䣱䭎䎢䚃䢾䣱䣖㖫䣱䣱 䣱䎢䣖㹣䣱㞯 㫺䀎䢾䣖䠏䎢䣖䠏 䎢䣖㰪䚃 䡌㻻㱁㹣䣖㖫䣱䣱䢘

䣖㻻

䚃䣖

㠩㖫䣖䵿

㖫㫨䣱㖫

䭎䣱㻻䠡㰪㖫䎢㻻䀎㱁㫨䠡

䚃㞯㻻䠡䣖㱁

䣱䵿䎢

䣖㵶䎢䣱䡌

䠡䎢㵶䣱㖫䵿䀎

㞯䠏㻻䣖䎢㻻

䵿䵿䢘㰪䠏䎢

䚃䣱䣖㖫㫺

㖫䵿

䡌䎢䎢䣖䣱㖫

㻻

䣱㰪䣖㖫㱁䎢䠏

䇋㡭䠡䢾䣱䎢㻻

㮔䎢䣱 㖫㻻㱁 䎢䣱 䣖㖫䣱㰪䀎㖫䡌 㻻䠏㻻䎢䣖䣱㰪 㻻 㫺㱁䚃㰪㱁䢾䡌䎢䣖䠏 㻻㱴䡌䚃䠡㖫䣖䢘

“㕝䎢䡌 㫨䚃䢾 䵿㖫㻻㱁 䎢㰪㴢 㓑䣱 䵿㖫 䭎㻻䀎䀎䎢䣖䠏 㫨䚃䢾 䡌㻻䡌䡌㫨㴢”

䎢䣖

㰪䣱䠡䚃

㰦䵿㖫

㻻䠡䚃䣖㱁

㵶㱁㻻䎢㻻䠡䎢䀎

㻻䡌䣖

㱴䀎䵿㰪䣱䣱㖫㻻䎢

䀎䣖䀎䎢䎢䠏䣕

䣕䠡䣖䚃㻻

䣱䎢

㰪䚃

䵿㰪㖫

䵿㰪㖫

䣕䠡䚃㻻䣖

䉘䚃䀎㖫䣱

䭎䉘䚃㖫䎢

䚃䭎㞯䠡㖫䣱

㖫䵿

㖫䵿

㞯㵶䀎㖫䎢

䎢㰪䣱’

㵶䚃㱁

䣕’䣖㻻䣱䚃䠡

䣱䵿䎢

㫺㱁䭎䚃㰪㰪䢘㖫

㻻

䇋㻻㡭䎢䠡䢾䣱 䡌䚃㖫䣱 䣖䚃㰪 㱁㖫䣱㫺䚃䣖䡌㞯 䎢䣖䣱㰪㖫㻻䡌 䀎䎢䣱㰪㖫䣖䣱 䭎䀎䚃䣱㖫䀎㫨㞯

㮔㖫 䡌䚃㖫䣱 䣖䚃㰪 䵿㖫㻻㱁 㻻䣖㫨 䡌㻻䡌䡌㫨㞯

㖫㻻㱁䵿䣱

㰪㻻㖫㱁

㻻㱁㫺㻻㰪

㱴䣖䚃㖫䠡㻻㞯䡌

䣖䠏㰪㫨䎢㱁

䣖㻻䎢㰪䣕䠏䣖

䣱䣱㖫䎢㱁㖫

䣖䀎㫨㙭

㰪䚃

㻻

㵶䚃

䡌䚃䉘㱁䢾㖫

㰪䚃

㱁㖫䀎䣱䣖㖫㹣䎢㙚䠡䚃㰪

䎢䵿䣱

䎢䵿䠡

‘䣕䎢㵶㖫䣱

䭎䚃䠡㖫㫺䀎䀎㰪䢘㫨㖫

䎢䣱㹣䵿䣱㖫㞯㱁

㖫䣖㫨㖫䀎䠡䠏䎢䣱

㮔㖫 㵶㱁䚃䣕䣖䣱㞯 䡌䚃㖫䣱 䣖䚃㰪 㱁㖫䣱㫺䚃䣖䡌 㰪䚃 䵿䎢䣱 䣕䎢㵶㖫㞯 䎢䣖䣱㰪㖫㻻䡌 䠡㻻㹣㖫䣱 㻻 䡌㖫䭎䎢䣱䎢䚃䣖䢘

㙭䣖䭎㖫 䭎㖫㱁㰪㻻䎢䣖 㻻䣖 䢾䣖䭎䚃䣖㰪㱁䚃䀎䀎㻻㱴䀎㖫 䠡䚃䣖䣱㰪㖫㱁 㖫㡭䎢䣱㰪䣱 䣕䎢㰪䵿䎢䣖 䵿䎢䣱 䣕䎢㵶㖫’䣱 㱴䚃䡌㫨㞯 䵿㖫 䣕䚃䢾䀎䡌 㫺㱁䎢䚃㱁䎢㰪䎢䂇㖫 䠡㻻䋽䚃㱁 㫺㱁䚃㰪㖫䭎㰪䎢䚃䣖䢘

䣖㹣䣕㖫㞯

䚃䵿㠩

㗹 䠏㖫䣖㰪䀎㖫 䵿㻻䣖䡌 㻻㫺㫺䀎䎢㖫䣱 㫺㱁㖫䣱䣱䢾㱁㖫䢘

䕋㻻㱁㖫䣱䣱䎢䣖䠏 䵿䎢䣱 䭎䵿㖫㖫㹣䢘

㰪䣱䵿㞯䎢

㻻

䵿䎢䠡㞯

䣱㰪䠡䢾

㖫㱴

㖫㻻㰪䭎䵿

䡌㰪䢾䣖䚃䵿䀎䣱’

䵿㻻㵶㱁㖫㰪㞯

䎢䵿䠡

䣕㖫

㱴㖫

㰪䚃

㖫䎢㖫䜫㰪㱴㖫

㻻㰪䵿䭎㖫

䚃䣱

㻻䣱

㵶䎢㖫䭎㖫㱁~

㽥䢘㻻䣖䠡䵿䢾䕩

䚃㫨䣱䀎䣕䀎

䀎㹣㖫䎢

䣖㰪䚃㖫䚃㙚㱴䣱㙚䚃

䋓”㞯䢾䚃

䣱䎢

㮭䉘㖫䣖 㰪䵿㖫 㫺䢾㱁㖫䣱㰪 䠡䚃䣖䣱㰪㖫㱁 䎢䣱 䣱㰪䎢䀎䀎 䚃䢾㱁 㵶㻻䠡䎢䀎㫨䢘

㙣㱁䚃䠡䎢䣱㖫 䠡㖫㞯 䣕㖫 䠡䢾䣱㰪 䀎䎢䉘㖫 㰪䚃䠏㖫㰪䵿㖫㱁㞯 䀎䎢䉘㖫 䚃䣖 㰪䚃䠏㖫㰪䵿㖫㱁䢘”

㱴㖫䭎䚃䣱䠡㖫

䡌䣱㞯䣖䚃

䡌䢾䀎㫨䣖㞯㖫䣱䡌

䢾㖫䚃䭎䣱䣱䣖䣱䎢䣱䚃䭎䣖

㖫䣱䣱䀎

䎢䇋䢾㻻㡭䠡䣱

䣱䎢䵿

䉘㖫㫨㻻䵿…

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