Ghiovani Herd scratched his head, wondering who he could turn to. He had been away from home for twelve years, and his old relatives and friends had long since lost contact.
Wait, there's still Emilia Johnny.
He had a wife!
Ghiovani Herd's eyes lit up, and he said, "Find, find... Emilia Johnny, she's... she's my wife. Let her come bail me... out."
"But aren't you and your wife not on good terms..."
"She's my wife; we haven't divorced yet. She will definitely come to bail me out." Ghiovani Herd had an unexplainable confidence in this matter. From his point of view, as long as they weren't divorced, he was still her husband, and she had to listen to him.
"Alright... we'll help you contact her, but if she doesn't want to help you, then... we can't do anything about it."
"Police officer, please pass a message to her for me, just tell her, if she wants to be with that Adulterer, she must come bail me out."
