Chapter 256 A Ticket

The next day during training, Chen Hero asked his teammates if they had ever seen that ticket, or if they had any clues about it.

The answers were all negative.

However, they did promise Chen Hero that they would pay attention to the area around their homes after returning, and ask their families.

If they had any clues, they would call Chen Hero immediately.

After training, Chen Hero relayed the information he had gathered from the team to Dugal, and said that if there were any new developments, he would call Dugal.

Dugal thanked Chen Hero on the phone, and Chen Hero could hear that his voice was tired and his spirits weren't high.

He thought to himself that this person really had been working hard all day.

Unfortunately, he still hadn't found anything.

How long would he keep trying?

He really wanted to comfort this Everton fan—he had never been so friendly to an Everton fan before; he usually made a shut-up gesture to Everton fans after scoring a goal.

But he didn't know what to say.

And would that kind of lighthearted comfort really be useful?

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Dugal tossed and turned that night; he couldn't sleep.

His wife snored thunderously beside him, and he tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

Two days had passed, and he returned home with a body full of sweat and exhaustion, empty-handed.

Tomorrow, he had to visit Old Man Mertz no matter what. He was worried that Mertz would do something irrational, but he was also worried that his arrival might push Mr. Mertz to that point.

How could he gently tell him the result?

How could he avoid agitating him?

Dugal tossed and turned in bed, rehearsing the lines he would say tomorrow, repeatedly considering every tone, hoping not to upset the poor Mr. Mertz.

He stayed up like this until the sky was dimly lit, without getting much sleep at all.

He still had to go to work today; his vacation was over, and he had to go back to work.

He could only wait until after work to go to Mr. Mertz; he didn't want to tell Mr. Mertz about this over the phone. Because separated by a phone, he couldn't see each other's expressions, which would lead to many misunderstandings, and these misunderstandings could have serious consequences.

He still had to say it in person.

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Tomorrow, Liverpool would host Arsenal at home, in a high-profile battle.

After training this afternoon, the entire Liverpool team would not return to their homes; they would take a bus to a designated hotel to rest and concentrate on preparing for the next day's game.

As soon as Chen Hero arrived at Melwood, he asked his teammates if they had heard any new clues after returning home last night.

But the answer disappointed him.

No progress, no clues.

It seemed that this ticket had really disappeared from the world completely.

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Chen Hero went to training and wouldn't be back tonight, so she had to eat lunch and dinner alone.

Christine. Cabella decided to go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients for lunch and dinner.

After tidying herself up at home and changing out of her pajamas, she went out to drive to the store.

She looked out the window; the weather was gloomy, and the wind was strong. It looked like it was going to rain again.

She had to go out before the rain started.

She closed the door and headed for the garage.

Just then, a gust of wind blew, causing the branches of the roadside trees to sway violently, and Cabella couldn't help but shield her eyes with her hand.

The strong wind blew down many of the gradually yellowing leaves from the branches, and they danced wildly in the wind, sometimes rising and sometimes falling.

She could hear someone's dog barking wildly, its woofs incessant.

Cabella ignored it and walked toward the car parked in the garage.

Just then, a piece of paper spun and fell to her feet, stopping right in front of her.

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"Butterfly" had been trapped on the branch for who knows how long. Finally, a gust of wind came, blowing away the leaves around it and shaking the branch. The branch it was perched on swayed violently, and it finally found an opportunity to flap its wings and leap, taking the opportunity to escape the branch's constraints and fly in the air.

But it was only one gust of wind; it lost its power and gradually fell from the sky.

A dog was barking wildly after it, as if sensing something.

It didn't have time to stop; it had to fly forward with all its might, even if it was just one more meter.

After crossing the fence, a woman appeared ahead. Being picked up by a person was better than being picked up by a dog as a toy, right?

The wind stopped.

It finally lost all its strength and landed in front of the woman's toes.

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Cabella looked down at the piece of paper that had been blown to her feet, an ordinary piece of paper, green, like those colorful pieces of trash, nothing special.

She could completely ignore it, then open the car door and drive away.

But she didn't.

People always have curiosity; she wanted to see what was on the back of the paper. She bent down and picked it up.

The piece of paper was a bit damaged and a bit damp, and it was dirty. One could tell at a glance how much hardship it had experienced in the time it had been blown to Cabella's feet...

Cabella turned it over, and all the words on the back came into view.

"Nottingham Forest vs. Liverpool," "April 15, 1989," "FA Cup Semi-Final," "Hillsborough Stadium"...

Cabella was stunned for a moment, and then she came to her senses—wasn't this the ticket that everyone in Liverpool was said to be looking for?

It actually...just floated in front of her?

She looked at it back and forth several times, confirming that it was the ticket—although no one had ever seen the ticket, because there couldn't be a copy, everyone knew the key information about the ticket, that it was a ticket for the 1989 FA Cup semi-final between Liverpool and Nottingham Forest.

Cabella thought of the things Chen Hero had told her to do.

It seemed that now was not the time to go to the supermarket.

She turned around and went home, took out her cell phone and called Chen Hero.

But no one answered on the other end.

She then remembered that Chen Hero should still be training at this time.

Wait until training is over to call?

Cabella didn't think that was a good idea.

She went out again, this time walking straight to the car. She opened the heavy door of the Land Rover, and she jumped into the car nimbly—because she was the spokesperson for Hummer, Chen Hero couldn't choose any car he wanted to drive now. He now drives a Hummer H9 to training, and the Land Rover is left for Cabella to use.

She put the ticket on the passenger seat next to her and started the car. The Land Rover's engine made a powerful roar, like a monster, breaking free from the garage and rushing towards Melwood.

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Chen Hero only found out that Cabella had called him when he finished training.

He called back, but he didn't expect that Cabella was already outside Melwood at that time.

Cabella said very simply on the phone, just one sentence: "The ticket has been found."

Then Chen Hero couldn't wait to hang up the phone and run outside.

Those next to him were confused and didn't know what Chen Hero was going crazy about.

Chen Hero ran all the way, and enthusiastic fans kept asking him for autographs, but he waved his hands repeatedly, indicating that he couldn't right now.

He didn't even bother to explain, just like a gust of wind passing through the crowd.

Everyone looked at Chen Hero, who was running in a hurry, not knowing what was happening.

Chen Hero never refuses fans' requests for autographs and photos. This is why he has a good relationship with fans.

But today he refused all the fans' requests, why is that?

It seemed that there was an emergency?

What was it?

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Chen Hero ran to the outside of the base in one breath, and saw his Land Rover at a glance.

He opened the passenger door, sat down in one fell swoop, and turned his head and asked, "Where's the ticket?"

Cabella pointed to his butt: "Under your butt."

"Damn it!"

Chen Hero quickly got up, but he didn't expect to hit the car roof. But he couldn't care about that. He moved his butt and saw the ticket that was a little wrinkled from being sat on. Fortunately, it wasn't crushed...

He quickly picked it up and looked at it back and forth. It was indeed the ticket for the FA Cup semi-final between Liverpool and Nottingham Forest, and the date was correct, April 15, 1989!

He was very familiar with this date, because Liverpool would not hold any games on April 15 every year. Even if it was scheduled for that day, they would ask to move it, even if it was just one day apart. So Chen Hero remembered the date of the Hillsborough disaster very clearly.

Holding the ticket, he smiled.

"So you haven't disappeared? Where have you been hiding? Do you know how hard so many people have been looking for you!"

He thought of Dugal, who went door-to-door to ask.

That's right, he had to call him!

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Dugal stood in Mr. Mertz's living room. Mr. Mertz was sitting on the sofa, in the same position as when he last saw Mr. Mertz, making him wonder if Mr. Mertz had not left this position at all these days.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mertz... I once said that no matter what, I would definitely help you find the ticket... But... I searched almost the entire city and couldn't find the ticket... I went to look along the garbage truck route these two days, and no one had seen it... I'm sorry..."

He thought Mr. Mertz would scold him for being a liar, and he was prepared to endure this treatment.

But Samuel Mertz didn't do that. He sat there and said softly, "It's okay, Mr. Dugal. I know you tried your best. You were the last person to keep trying, I won't blame you... Maybe they're right, this ticket no longer exists in this world, just like my son... It disappeared a long time ago..."

Dugal's mood didn't improve at all because he had been forgiven by Mr. Mertz, and he was even more worried!

Because Mr. Mertz's current state gave him an ominous premonition. After hearing these words, he would rather the other party scold him, so that he could at least vent his anger, and maybe he would feel better after venting.

In the past ten days, except for the first time he saw Mr. Mertz and he was a little excited, Mr. Mertz had become more and more silent and depressed day by day.

The whole person seemed to have been drained, leaving only an empty shell.

Finding the whereabouts of the ticket had become the last breath supporting him.

Now even this breath is gone...

He was terrified of what the old man would do next, and he didn't dare to think about it!

At this moment, the cell phone in his pocket vibrated, startling him at this juncture.

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ps, today is six updates, and there are two more, coming soon!

Asking for monthly tickets!!