Chapter 25 first quarter

The first day of combat. "—Have you called yet?" As soon as he came out of the bathroom rubbing his stomach, Lao Tie asked in a low voice.Wu Ze looked down at the mobile phone in his right hand, and shook his head speechlessly. "Oh, it's still early." The old iron sat down on the chair opposite. "How's your stomach?" "Oh... I pulled it several times, but it still doesn't work. The ghost knows what Kantaro put in the noodles." It was eleven o'clock in the morning, and Wu Ze and Lao Tie were sitting in a corner of a small coffee shop, facing National Highway No. 4, which runs through Adachi District and connects Saitama and the center of the city, sipping coffee.They have been waiting here for Kantaro's call for three hours.

"Old Wu, are you alright?" Last night, the five of them held a battle meeting overnight, and they didn't close their eyes all night. Although the situation was extremely tense, they couldn't keep their minds clear.The brain seems to be wrapped in a steamer, and there is a feeling of being in a daze. No matter whether you drink ice water or coffee, that feeling will never go away. "How about a while?" The old man seemed a little worried.Wu Ze waved his hand, replied "It's okay", and turned his gaze to the window next to him.There are many vehicles.Among the traffic heading towards the center of the city, there were also many empty taxis.From this point of view, Kantaro should be able to follow up immediately when he calls.

"However, will the taxi driver help us track it?" "Yes. If you don't want to, just give me more money. It's a recession everywhere, and he won't refuse." "yes?" "right." Wu Ze nodded slightly, and his eyes fell back to the mobile phone in his right hand. Kantaro hasn't called yet. At this time, Kantaro was squatting on the slope, hiding in the tall weeds, staring intently at the path below, eating a mouthful of popcorn that Bahiro asked him to bring from time to time.He has been staring at it for three hours. But from about thirty minutes ago, Kantaro had a big problem - he was forced to face an extremely serious situation that no one thought of during the strategy meeting last night.

Convenience. The violent defecation was tormenting Kantaro at the moment. He reached out and grabbed a handful of popcorn and popped it into his mouth.Some people may think that it is suicidal to continue to eat even when you can't help but want to defecate, but Kantaro doesn't think so.People are not air guns. It doesn’t mean that if something is stuffed into the top, something will come out from the bottom.Physically speaking, the two have nothing to do with each other, and it is better to say that ingesting food will relieve the desire to defecate.The reason is simple: no one poops while eating.Theoretically speaking, the stimulation of chewing food and swallowing it will cause some kind of conditioned reflex, so that the current feeling of defecation will be regarded as "wrong" and ignored.So when you want to eliminate the feeling of defecation, it is better to eat something.This is the most effective and fastest way to relieve the desire to defecate - but this is just Kantaro's wishful thinking. In fact, the more he eats popcorn, the more embarrassing Kantaro's lower abdomen becomes.Cold sweat oozes from his forehead, and he whimpers silently, his hands and feet are gradually numb, and he will be in a trance if he is not paying attention.At this moment, Kantaro could only shake his head desperately, silently angrily scolding the weakened anal sphincter.

Cannot leave.The tasks assigned to oneself must be completed.For Yahiro and Shinzo.For the comb.Also, for the sake of Wu Ze and Lao Tie—although they often complain, they still take in themselves who have nowhere to go—after all, I have never heard of anyone who can hold back their desires.Kantaro seemed to hear the voice of "I can't help it" coming from his butt.Can't take it anymore, can't take it anymore, can't take it anymore.This sound is repeated countless times in line with the beating of the heart, and it becomes louder.Kantaro grabbed another handful of popcorn and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it for a while and swallowed it.Can't help it.Can't help it.Can't help it.

Forget it. With the feeling of a martyr, Kantaro thought so.It is comfortable to pull out.My task is to wait here for those guys. Once they appear, I will contact Wu Ze and the others to inform them of the situation here.This is not difficult work.Neither the smell nor the dignity of being a human being interferes with this work.Pull?Pull? — Pull it. In the feeling of being almost awakened, one of Kantaro's hands moved, like a puppet being manipulated, he put the popcorn box horizontally in the grass, and put his hand on the belt of his pants, but—— Just then, there was a low sound of an engine.Kantaro stopped his hands immediately, and looked down the slope carefully.Through the dense weeds, the figure of a white car slowly appeared on the cluster of pointed leaves.

Here we come - Kantaro secretly called out in his heart.finally come.Wu Ze and Lao Tie's guess is correct.Those guys did come.here again. One person got out of the car from the driver's side while looking around.It's the sorter.In the combat meeting last night, the man who came was somehow called a sorter.Kantaro quickly turned on the phone, called up Takezawa's number, and was about to press the call button—— "Hey……" He suddenly yelled in a low voice.It wasn't just the tidying person who got out of the car, there was another person behind.The door of the co-pilot's position opened, and a big man with the appearance and figure of an orangutan bent down, holding a long object in his right hand.what is that?Is it a pipe?No - Kantaro raised his phone halfway, squinted his eyes, and carefully discerned what was in the orangutan's hand - and then he couldn't help being taken aback.

That's a golf club.Kantaro didn't know much about golf, but he also knew that it was a so-called iron.The part of the head is made of metal, slightly inclined, so it is called this name, and its main purpose is to hit golf balls on the golf course.Seems to put more emphasis on ball control, use this when sacrificing distance, but also occasionally use it off the golf course.For example, when gangsters beat up their opponents. The little man with squid-like eyes got out of the car, walked to the entrance of the residence, and rang the doorbell without hesitation.The sound of a small emergency bell faintly reached Kantaro.The sorter waited for a while.There was no echo from inside.Of course.Because there is no one there.The orangutan with an iron-headed bat stood next to the groomer, and kept tapping the bat on his broad shoulders, as if massaging his shoulders.The two seemed to be talking, but of course they couldn't hear the content.Suddenly there was a hoarse high-pitched laugh from the organizer.He backed away while laughing, came to the outside of the enclosure, looked around, and then greeted the orangutan, and the next moment, without the slightest hesitation, the orangutan suddenly raised the iron-headed bat on his shoulder and slammed it at the door.once.again.And then again.I don't know how many hits, the sound of the bat hitting the door began to change.Cheap doors made of plywood and veneer appeared to have been smashed with an iron-tipped bat.One of the orangutan's hands reaches into the newly opened hole.At this time, the tidier came back and put his hand on the doorknob.The orangutan turned the lock.The door opened without resistance.The two of them walked into the room while talking.

"Hey... hey..." What Lao Wu said to himself yesterday was different.Hide on the slope and see what tricks those guys will come up with - that's how Takezawa assigned Kantaro the task.At that time he said: "Don't be afraid if they find out. In broad daylight, those guys will never directly inflict violence. I know they have this bottom line. So in case of being found, just shout , just run away—” But Lao Wu was completely wrong. No matter how you look at it, aren't these two people now committing naked violence? There was the sound of something solid being smashed in the house.Kantaro held his breath, no.no.The battle was unsuccessful.My own thinking is too simple, I don't know the opponent, but I was coaxed to take the job.

However, all in all, Kantaro at this moment can only complete the tasks assigned to him first.He raised his phone again and pressed Wu Ze's number.The other end of the phone was connected immediately. "Is it for one night?" When the waiter asked this question, Zhenxun didn't know how to answer.She glanced at Hachiro next to her.Two fingers up to the waiter. "Let's stay for two weeks first." A surprised expression flashed across the waiter's face for a moment, and then she immediately returned to her working smile. She typed on the keyboard at hand, looked at the LCD screen and said, "So five guests will stay for two weeks? Okay. Do you have luggage?"

"Yes, outside." Ba Xun pointed his thumb behind him.All five people's luggage was piled up outside the automatic glass door.It was stuffed between the trunk and the seat of the taxi. This is a business hotel very close to Ueno Station.From today onwards, a certain room in this hotel will be the combat headquarters of Zhenzou and the others. The waiter quotes the price. "In principle, it's prepaid, is that okay?" The waiter looked at Shinhiro and Yahiro back and forth, and his gaze fell on the elder Yahiro.Ba Xun nodded, and said to Zhen Xun, "It's fine if you use it." Zhenxun hesitated for a moment before answering, but in the end he did not overthrow the answer he had thought about all night last night. "It's useless to think too much about it now." Now is the time to use it.It was decided that way from the beginning. Zhenxun unzipped the travel bag hanging on his shoulder, opened the white plastic bag inside, took out 10,000 yuan banknotes, and counted out the amount reported by the waiter.The waiter took the money and disappeared into the affairs room inside.The cash register appears to be in there.Zhenxun's eyes followed the dozens of 10,000 yuan banknotes in her hand until her figure disappeared inside.This is the money that has been sent by the object of their hatred for seven years.It is also the money that was used for the first time. Shinhiro and Yahiro confessed to Wu Ze and the others about money in the battle meeting last night.The battle plan requires a certain amount of funds, and everyone is discussing where to get the money. Sitting next to Wu Ze and Lao Tie, who folded their arms and muttered to themselves, Zhen Xun glanced at his sister, who was also looking at her, the two of them was thinking the same thing. "We go out..." It was Mahiro who interrupted. "I'm very sorry, we have been hiding it from you. In fact, we have a lot of money on us..." Perhaps in order to eliminate Wu Ze's surprise as much as possible, Yaxun bowed his head in an exaggerated apology as if acting.Wu Ze and Lao Tie were startled for a moment, then quickly exchanged glances, and then let out an "Ah". "You? Have a lot of money?" Lao Tie's eyes widened and he looked very surprised, as if he did it on purpose. "Why... that..." Wu Ze muttered in his mouth and didn't know what he was talking about. "Allow us to explain here." As if playing a one-man show, Hachiro continued: "The money in our hands is related to the usury organization that will fight back. It happened about seven years ago..." Then, Yaxun told everything without concealment-about how the two people got their money. "I'll show you to your room." The young waiter with tightly coiled hair came over and gestured for the elevator.Although it is a business hotel, it will also provide guiding services for big customers.Mahiro and Yahiro entered the elevator. "Luggage will be delivered to the room by the porter." "Ah, be careful with your guitar case. There are all kinds of things in it." "As ordered." The waiter nodded with a friendly smile, and reached out to press the door close button of the elevator - when she was about to press it, Yahiro suddenly grabbed her hand. "Huh?" The waiter looked at Ba Xun in confusion, and Ba Xun quickly stretched out his other hand to stop the door that was about to close. "I said I obeyed, but it's meaningless to close the door, right? Go and tell the porter over there. The guitar case." "Ah, yes... sorry." The waiter got out of the elevator in a hurry, and told the porter of the same age at the door about the luggage before turning back. "I'm very sorry." "The things inside are all very precious things, so be careful." Ba Xun gave the waiter a glare. My sister really likes Kantaro from the bottom of her heart. Zhenxun felt the vibration from the bottom of the short skirt during the elevator's ascent, and quietly reached into the travel bag.Change and post-its from my mother in a plastic bag.Now there is also a red collar worn by a cockscomb.The hard touch of the small change and the square dice reached Zhenxun's hand.Through the plastic bag, Zhenxun quietly grasped those relics. "We seem to have guessed wrong. Those guys have no intention of continuing to play." After hanging up Kantaro's phone, Wu Ze immediately told the old iron across the table. "It is said that he smashed the entrance door and broke into the house. And not only the tidier, but also a guy who is as thick as an orangutan is with him." Lao Tie's expression suddenly became stiff. "Then what should we do, old Wu... give up?" "No," Wu Ze shook his head and stood up from the chair. "Act according to the plan. After this step, we will discuss whether to continue. There is no time to change the plan at present." Putting the coffee money on the cash register, Wu Ze walked out of the shop.The old iron took a step behind and followed behind.In front of you is the National Highway No. 4 with heavy traffic.Wu Ze looked to the right, waiting for an empty taxi to come. "Here we come—Old Tie, get in the car." Get in a taxi.Wu Ze first handed the driver 10,000 yuan in banknotes and asked him to wait here for a while.The driver was gray-haired and straight-faced, showing no expression of confusion.He took the banknotes as a matter of course and put them in his pocket.Wu Ze turned around and stared out the rear window, waiting for the car driven by the tidier and the orangutan who had just left the residence according to Kantaro. "Will you pass here, old Wu?" "If you don't pass here, you'll have nothing to do. The battle failed. But I don't think so. Although I don't know where their office is, but if you come out of our residence, you can't go anywhere without taking this No. 4 line." The white car should pass here first, and should pass the taxi. "Well, guest, we have to wait—" "Wait a while." Wu Ze stopped the driver, "wait a little longer. Sorry." "Hey, this, it's okay to wait, but if you park on the side of the road for too long, it will affect other vehicles. It will be troublesome if you get hit." "coming!" shouted the old iron. "Driver, chase that white car! The one with the low body and the black windows." "Hey, want to chase a car? Chase that one?" The driver's expression changed suddenly.Probably because the car that just passed by looked a bit like a government vehicle. "Please, hurry up." "But--" "quick!" The driver hesitantly released the handbrake, turned on the turn signal, and drove into the traffic, the car had already driven a long way.Wu Ze leaned over the window to check the opponent's position.It seemed like they didn't change lanes and followed the flow of traffic all the way forward. "Driver, please drive closer and catch up." The driver didn't reply to Wu Ze's words, his restless eyes glanced at Wu Ze through the rearview mirror.Obviously hesitating.At this moment, Lao Tie said in a calm voice: "Old Wu, tell the driver our identities. Just ask him to keep it secret for us." "identity--" "We are searching secretly, please don't tell anyone. We will never cause you any trouble in the future." After the old iron finished speaking quickly, he took out a black notebook from the inner pocket of his jacket and waved it in front of the driver.The driver turned his face forward and only glanced with his eyes. "Ah, the police—" "Please go after that car. Please." Lao Tie quickly put away his notebook and said in a business-like tone.The driver seemed to have finally made up his mind, and he held the steering wheel tightly with both hands. "understood." Turn on the turn signal, step on the accelerator, drive into the next lane, speed up, and cut in as soon as you see a gap in the traffic next to you.After changing lanes several times in this way, the taxi finally approached the car slowly.Lao Tie turned to Wu Ze and smiled slightly—strange, when did he prepare his police certificate?The business is up to now, and I have never pretended to be a policeman.Wu Ze cast a questioning look at Lao Tie, and Lao Tie quietly took out the notebook from his pocket, and turned the cover to Wu Ze.It was just a plain black notebook.Lao Tie spread out his palm to show Wu Ze again.In the light from the window, a golden star twinkled in the palm of my hand.It was the Christmas star that the old iron snatched from the black smoke of the apartment. "I still have that thing with me." Wu Ze said in a low voice.Lao Tie pursed his long mouth, shrinking his neck a little shyly. Even so, it is fortunate that the driver does not know how to do it.Today's real police officer certificate does not have the cherry blossom emblem on the surface. "I really don't know, you policemen call each other by nicknames." It seems that following all the way made the driver feel high-spirited, and there was quite an atmosphere of joy in his voice. "'Old Wu', 'Old Tie' or something." "Well, we are all like this." Old Tie replied vaguely. "'Overalls', 'Plaid Cloth' and so on, there are also those called them. Well, they were shown on TV before." "We still have what's called 'fat meat'." "'Fat Meat' is really fat." "And the one called 'Cockscomb' died in the line of duty." The white car ahead is going straight along the right lane.Taxis are driving a bit later in the left lane.Where will they go?Will he return to the office obediently? Just as he was thinking this way, the car suddenly turned on the right headlights in front of a large intersection and drove into the right-turning lane. "Ah!" The driver yelled and wanted to change lanes, but was blocked by other cars and could only drive forward. "I'm sorry, Mr. Police, that car swerved—" "Oops, old iron, what should I do? Maybe I was discovered." "Oh, I don't think so, and it's not right behind." "Turn right to where?" "Driver, stop the car first." According to the instructions of the old iron, the driver parked the car on the side of the road. "Turning over there, there are Bunkyo District and Toshima District. Now we are in Taito District." The driver seemed to think that the failure to track was his fault, and tried to explain it with pictures. "Bunkyo Ward, Toshima Ward..." Is their office in that area?Or, are you going there to do something?Wu Ze and Lao Tie looked at each other. "what to do?" "Ok……" After two minutes without a clue, Lao Tie's cell phone rang suddenly.Seeing the display on the screen, Lao Tie said in shock: "It's Kantaro, what are you calling at this time—hello?" Lao Tie stuck the phone to his ear and shouted impatiently. "Hey, what? So I asked you to contact Zhenzou and go to the hotel. Didn't I say that? Now the car... oops, lost it. It suddenly turned a corner. Well, now the taxi stops and continues The place ahead... Kantaro, have you been discovered by them? Oh, we shouldn’t have any here.” After talking for a while, Lao Tie suddenly made a strange sound. "Hmm...ah?...ah!" The sudden yell made Wu Ze and the driver look at Lao Tie. "What? Old Tie, what's the matter?" "Over there over there! Over there!" Lao Tie pointed his index finger straight out of the window.Where he was pointing was the white car.Back to line four.Turning the corner just now, it seems that there is just something happening over there. "Driver, keep up, hurry up!" Wu Zeyi said that the driver seemed to feel that this was his chance to recover from failure, so he stepped on the accelerator excitedly, and rushed into the traffic without even turning the direction. "Well you 'fat'! Thanks to your call, the enemy is back!" Lao Tie yelled happily and hung up the phone.The taxi begins to follow again.Although it was somewhat risky, this time Wu Ze asked the driver to follow closely.After that, the car went straight along the No. 4 line until it came to the vicinity of Akihabara, and then turned right again.The taxi followed suit.Wu Ze and Lao Tie lowered their heads in the car. "This is in the direction of Shinjuku." The driver's words made the two look at each other. "Do they still have their office in Shinjuku?" It seems that it does.After that, the car turned several more turns, finally left the main road, and finally stopped in front of an old building in an alley in Shinjuku.After driving a little further, the taxi also stopped. Wu Ze and Lao Tie stared at the car through the rearview mirror.First, a big man slowly got down from the passenger seat.Kantaro said on the phone that he really looks like an orangutan.The orangutan walked through the dimly lit door of the building.The tidier didn't get out of the car, he started the car and drove to the nearby lift parking lot.Insert something like a magnetic card into the rolling mill at the entrance, and the iron door in front opens to the left and right, and the car disappears inside as if being sucked in.After a while, the tidier came out with his body bent, holding the key in one hand, pressed the button on the control panel of the rolling mill, and closed the iron door.Then he walked back to the building and went through the door. Judging from the number of windows, the building has ten floors, and it seems that there are four households on each floor.The entrance is marked by a concrete archway with the words "Maison de Shinjuku" in cursive Latin letters pompously carved into it. "Maison de Shinjuku is?" "Shinjuku House. Maison means home." "What a pretentious name, and so old." "Those guys don't need a very good firm." In this way, when Wu Ze signed the contract with his resident certificate seven years ago, all of them were one-bedroom households in old buildings. Wu Ze and Lao Tie were about to get out of the car after paying, when the driver handed over the 10,000 yuan note. "Since you are the police, I can't take the money just now. Not good." "fine." "No no no." "This is our business expenses." The two finally forced the money back to the driver, got out of the car, and walked towards the building.To the left of the poorly lit entrance, there is only one elevator.Originally, as long as one looked at the light indicating the location of the elevator, one could know which floor those people's offices were on, but now the elevator seemed to be used by others after clearing people up, and the light was downward.The old iron couldn't help complaining in a low voice. "That driver wasted his time." "Hey, it can't be helped—hey, here we come." The elevator approached the first floor, and Wu Ze and Lao Tie hid in the space next to the mailbox.The door opened, and a young woman in nightclub attire came out.She has a slender figure, good features, and looks good, but now is not the time to look at beautiful women. "How do I find the room number?" "Look at the mailbox... Hey, I don't understand." There are no decent names on the densely packed mailboxes.I don't know if it's because the occupants are not paying attention, basically no name is written on every mailbox. Wu Ze and Lao Tie walked out of the building and walked towards the lift parking lot where the people parked just now.There is a prefabricated assembly room the size of a simple toilet next to the rolling mill, and an old man with thin cheeks is smoking in the small open window.Looks like a parking lot attendant. "Ask me something." Wu Ze spoke up.The old man seemed startled, and put the cigarette out of sight from the window.Smoke rose from the chest of the overalls. "A white car drove in here just now, is it someone from the building next to it?" "Oh." The old man responded.He coughed out the phlegm that was stuck in his throat, and then continued: "Yeah..." "Do you know which room it is?" When Wu Ze asked this question, the old man immediately looked embarrassed, his mouth wrinkled like a purse, and he took out the cigarette he had just put away and took another puff. "I know, I know, I'm the administrator here. But, recently, a person came out...something about the protection law, right. I can't tell you casually, no." The old man opened a certain register at hand, flipping through it clattering.It should have written the address of the signatory. "We have something to find them." "Is there something wrong?" "Our car was hit." "Ah, crash, man, this is terrible." The old man looked very interested and poked his head out.It's too leisurely.The expression of this old man is really rich. "But I also said it just now, because there is some information or something, and what, the owner of that car is not a decent person." "Hey, is it?" Wu Ze made a surprised look.The old man straightened up dramatically. "Yeah, you know your character when you see a car. That person belongs to the underworld. So there's something about that." "The underworld does have a bit of that." Wu Ze and Lao Tie responded together. "But tell us. Which floor and which room." "It's really not. There are some rules." "Really?" With a bang, the old man closed the register beside him. "Please, administrator. Actually, we checked it ourselves before, but we forgot. We only remember that it is the second floor of the building over there, and we can't remember the 20s." "Second floor?" The old man showed a puzzled expression, opened the booklet at hand again, and then took out a pair of reading glasses from nowhere, and searched carefully. "It's not the second floor..." "Huh? Then, did I misread the number over there?" Wu Ze pretended to be drawing house numbers. "It looks like it says '2'. The number is '2'." The old man showed an expression like guessing a riddle, and slowly wrote on his left hand with his right index finger. "2"..."10"..."2"..."10"... Wu Ze yelled "ah" when he recognized the old man's movements. "No, it's not the second floor, it's the tenth floor." The old man raised his head, showing a "really" expression. "I remember. No. 2 on the tenth floor, 1002." The corners of the old man's mouth raised slightly. "No, it's number four." The old man's expression didn't change. "No, no, I finally remembered. That's right, Room 3, 1003." Still the same. "Okay, Admin, I remembered. Sorry to trouble you." The old man seemed to want to say something, Wu Ze had already urged Lao Tie to leave. "No. 1 on the tenth floor." "It should be. Room 1001." As soon as Lao Tie and Wu Ze stepped into the business hotel room, they couldn't help raising their eyebrows in surprise. "This room is very nice. Isn't it Lao Wu." "It seems to be a bit of a waste." Five beds, two writing desks.The inside of the door of the room is probably the bathroom. There are electric kettles and other things on the small cupboard, and there are tea bags of green tea and black tea, and small bags of instant coffee. "Welcome home." Shinzo, who was sitting on the head of the bed, raised his head and said.Yahiro, who was smoking with the window open, also turned around. "how is the situation?" Baxun's voice was half disturbed, half interested. "Well, it's fine—well, it's all right." "I heard from Guan Guan that those guys rushed into the house and smashed things?" "I guess so. They said they brought golf clubs with them." As soon as Lao Tie finished speaking, he seemed to feel that the two girls should not be too worried, and added: "But don't be afraid, even if we are in the house, they will smash the walls with bats, knock on the furniture and so on. , to scare us." "Really--" Hachiro put KOOL to his lips, and looked in the direction of his sister.Mahiro was still sitting on the bed, with his hands behind his back, staring at his knees. "Hey, speaking of which, where's Kantaro?" When Lao Tie asked such a question, Ba Xun pouted towards the door of the room. "I've been squatting in the toilet. Saying that my theory is wrong or something." "What's the meaning?" "have no idea." There was the sound of water running inside.Kantaro sighed and came out of the door. "Ah, back—how's it going, follower?" "Kantaro, you lost some weight." "Too much patience. My stomach is dying... Hey, how are you doing? Have you found their car?" "Don't worry. We have successfully found their lair." Lao Tie said proudly. "Is it... that's great." While speaking, Kantaro wrinkled his face, as if he was enduring something, and disappeared through the door again. "I'm going to the front desk to find some medicine." Baxun stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray and left the room.Lao Tie pulled out the chair from the desk beside him.Sit down on it. "Old Wu, sit down and rest first." "Well, then re-plan future operations. Every detail must be carefully thought out." Wu Ze also sat on a chair exhausted. There are some unexpected parts along the way, but so far the plan has been smooth.But the real difficulty is the next part.Everything had to be imagined and all the details sorted out. "That's right, old Wu, the albatross battle is finally about to start." "What is Operation Albatross?" "Hey, haven't you heard of it?" This is the name he gave to this battle, Lao Tie told Wu Ze. "What is an albatross?" "Goose. Dig holes for those guys and play them like goose."