To George, some fist aiming goal was completed once, but to his heart, own empty feeling launched floating those days. Certainly he once got so stably dominant position. Nevertheless, once he got it, to it, some questionable mind and idea was overshadowing at least at his mind.
 
What makes him feel so was caused from that our world to him must makes some harsh contradiction. It's that if we try to solve one nasty problem, immediately another it must be appearing so soon, and that iteration must continue infinitely. Though after all, we are obliged to have some detachment around solving anything.
George's direct superior officer at one occasion said to him like next.

"In conclusion, our society must never find out truly appropriate measure for liquidating any kind of evil doing as crimes. Because to us, even truly justice or goodness, wise way by themselves are never found so certainly." 

To those days George, the opinion was very penetrating in his mind. Because when he was not that superior positioned days, he was very desperately addressing with any ordered accident, but once operating position was given to him, his mind very changed at being only drifting around murky invisibly front view confirmable reality. 
However, to George, rather from those days on, truly desciplened but fruitful days will launch. 

After all, he had some own philosophical detached idea those days. When he was not that superior class one detective, very passionately he had tried to exclude any crime, but originally, human presence was not that perfection, though, any crime must have been made at irresistible power, though rather he launched to having constant idea that from the beginning, human presence by itself must be incomplete, imperfection, though no more decisively defiant attitude to any crime should be forsaken, that mindset was naturally guided into his mind after he inaugurated upper class status.

After all he separated fore lover, and to it, his mind had necessarily injured hearted pain as aftereffect. But he determined that he should progress with certain step. But so stark, what is it? In frank, he had no idea around it. But he probably won't quit his own job. 

He considered all those matter he'd experienced, and no crime ages won't come to us, as much as possible, only diminishing it is his given job, only the idea is stocked at his those days mind. 

After so long period, not visiting some spiritually useful National Nature Park could be at least to those days him very terrific, though he decided to head for the park. 

(End)

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Ned's those days mind was only how he should define his stepped road. Only he chased one illusionistic beautiful Uighur woman. After all, he could never meet her again, even once.
He those days thought so. But his stepped strangely levitating own days were never so useful, because he those days understood life's never completed own thing, in frank, the mass is in fact extraordinarily bigger, and that interpreting mind could be held or not is according to each individual, very gapped, though anything won't be perfectly solved, far from it, rather after all everlastingly unsolved things extraordinary volume will remain everlastingly, and if it'd be so, that's not that bad. 

But to his own life road, he had no regret nor skeptically feeling so defiantly. He rather had self confidence. Almost begabonding life reality by itself had given no regret to Ned. Because with those very unexpected developed trajectory was left at his own mind occasionally recollectvely reminded, and another time, so instinctively very sabagely regenerated to his mind. Almost no obvious harvest was discovered and sensibly confirmed at least to Ned's mind. Nevertheless, Ned was occasionally between writing job concentrated time, thought that no harvest is already what he was learnt and rather almost from the beginning determination was set at the first stage of his life. 

At witnessing one son tried to deter his mother from her daily accusimmed shoplifting action at her really trying site, accidentally he was staying around there, the idea his brain had that observing moment was obviously that human is not that stronger nor sturdy confidented creature, rather very easily situational circumstance draggable being. Necessarily shoplifting action by itself was very exceptional example, but rather more easily picked up from our own daily reality was probably, at any necessary site, we only can do almost the minimalist and never perfect but rather perfectly in advance of acting, almost parts we can have not satisfied but occasionally very remorsefully introspective ideas in mind, that interpreted content is barely useful, we could say so in general, Ned was thinking so at writing his novel masterpiece sentences. 

These several years, he only drifted to and fro, never obtaining anything, far from it, losing thing was almost part. Except writing sentences habit and it dragging own fruit was left to him. He sometimes at some future imaginary picturing time, writing thing was not that creative but rather very at some part, completely obedient performance, that own grasp was managing his mind. Because writing thing is not as well to e.g. making some delicious cake or constructing a sturdy office building or so, rather very inactively introspective and only so notional thing also to him who had it as job. In frank writing is not so active action, but rather so inactive but very introspective mind necessary, so exhausting action for human spirit. 
He had no lover nor no spouse more than those 40 years, to it, he had already very accustomed and habitually fixed into his mind. 

"Also from now on, I will have strong curiosity to anything", but to anything, he'd have no strongly attracted nor very positively regarded mind nor idea could not had in his mind, he thought so even at his novel creating time in inputting words chain in crystal liquid at his using any terminal. 

From those days on, his no harvest as substantially productive significance, but despaired minded daily life could not come to his mind. But simultaneously, anything will be made, happening, or assaulting his own easy life. Those ideas only make him contradictory thinking circuit whirlpool. 

At writing room, he after so long period of having no smoking time, he broke the rule and smoked one cigarette. At the moment outside of his condominium residential building, two cats quarreling extraordinary battling sound was heard to his ears, there was high pitched, mutual restraining cry. 

(End)

Dec. 15th.    2023

Appendix; To any readers, thank you very much for reading my own novel series for so long period. See you again, otherwise at this second season series or at any other novel series or so.