Early in the morning, Wan Guohou and Greco's family were enjoying breakfast with laughter and laughter. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.infoE1 did not go out of tune for the first time, and basically finished singing a song without any problems, which made everyone look at him with admiration.

"Master Hou, we Italians have a warm nature, we like to sing and dance a lot, and most of them also have acting talents, but I don't know why Sergio is particularly afraid of singing. Beatrizzi said with a grin.

"Sergio doesn't have an artistic cell. Thiago said categorically, "All his talents are in words. If it's a foreign language, then I'm willing to bow down, but if it's better than singing, dancing and playing the piano or something, haha......"

E1 rolled his eyes, and he concentrated on the food in front of him, ignoring the ridicule of his relatives.

Wan Guohou picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth. As he put down the napkin, he noticed that the restaurant's initials, "RR," were printed on the napkin. His heart moved, and he looked up and asked, "Have you ever heard of a piece of amber called 'R'?"

Everyone looked at each other. Beatrizzi suddenly whispered, "Well, I seem to know what you're talking about. Uncle seems to have mentioned 'R' once, I don't know if it's the amber you said. ”

Wan Guohou's eyes lit up, "So, where am I going to see my uncle?"

"I can take you. "However, he doesn't know Eugenie's true identity yet, nor does he know about Cotton's gift, so maybe he will be a little strange about you, please don't mind." ”

What made Wan Guohou a little anxious was that this elder named Pietro lived in Venice.

At noon the next day, after coming out of the railway station at the western end of the Grand Canal, Beatrizzi could not help but babble about introducing Venice to the Marquis of Venice. Unlike her siblings, she grew up in Venice and was a little excited to revisit her hometown.

In fact, Marquis Wan has been to Venice once, in 2014. But that time was purely a casual view, just to change the thinking environment, because he had not yet started revenge at that time, so he was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery.

"We will pass through St. Mark's Square. "It's really worth seeing." ”

Wan Guohou smiled slightly, "Are we going to take a boat?"

"Of course. Beatrizzi grimaced, "Wait here, I'll find you the best gondola in a moment." ”

The wind blows from all directions, carrying the salty smell of the ocean and the smell of squid, pizza and other snacks sold by street vendors. Smelling these subtle scents, Wan Guohou seemed to feel a long-lost throbbing - perhaps, he would meet an old man who knew Hanover well.

"There are so many people here. Z2 shrugged his shoulders, "Master Hou, it's the first time I've seen boats on the water line up for this virtue." ”

"It's not a boat, it's a water bus. E1 grinned, "They connect Venice with all the surrounding islands, and are arguably the main means of transportation in Venice." ”

"Then we're not going to have to wait in line for long, are we?" asked Z2 worriedly.

"Hey!" beckoned Beatrice from afar, and a beautifully crafted black gondola drove toward them. The ship has pointed ends and a slender hull.

A middle-aged man with long pigtails stood at the bow of the boat, who was at the helm. When the boat docked, he bared his teeth and smiled flatteringly at Beatrizi.

"Master Hou, someone is competing with you!" Z2 said teasingly.

"Long hair is not my patent. Wan Guohou said with a smile, and then boarded the gondola.

The helmsman is wearing a black and white striped top, with a strong and toned figure, and if he changes into a suit and says that he is a supermodel on the Milan catwalk, some people should believe him. Z2 thought to himself and turned his head to look at E1, "There are a lot of handsome Italian guys, what's the matter with you?"

E1 pouted, "What? You're going to bend?"

While the two were laughing, Wan Guohou was looking at the watchtower of the customs in the distance. It was a large golden spherical building with a weather vane in the form of a goddess at the top. The wind constantly changes direction, and the goddess also turns, as if to suggest that the walker on the water - pay attention to the future.

Wan Guohou sighed with some emotion: Venice is very small, with a total land area of less than 8 square kilometers, and if it is placed in China, it can probably only reach the scale of a small township. However, in the 9th century, the city was already an important port connecting the Eastern and Western worlds, and it was also the most famous "maritime kingdom" in the Mediterranean.

Fifteen minutes later, the gondola docked at the edge of the pier.

Z2 jumped out of the boat first, then took a gentlemanly gesture and stretched out his arms, trying to ask Beatrizzi to carry him ashore. Unexpectedly, Beatrizzi leaped onto the bank with ease like an agile antelope, while skillfully avoiding his arms.

E1 smiled crookedly, and it wasn't until Wan Guohou coughed lightly that he hurried ashore.

The sky was just right, the sky was clear, and if it weren't for the wind blowing from the sea, it would almost make you forget that it was a cold winter. From a distance, the nearly 100-meter-high St. Mark's Bell Tower reaches straight into the clouds, and the red brick paved tower is solemn and simple, just like this ancient city, full of epic color.

At the top of the clock tower, Archangel Gabriel is looking down on the common people. In this small city crisscrossed by rivers, the golden archangels are like guiding lights, giving hope to the lost.

The four crossed the Schiavone promenade and walked to Piazza San Marco. Beatrizzi kept introducing the surrounding buildings, but Wan Guohou didn't listen. He gazed at two huge pillars at the southern end of the square: one topped with the statue of St. Theodore and the dragon he had slain, and the other topped with the flying lion, the symbol of Venice.

There are very few cars in Venice, and you can hardly hear the irritating sound of horns and wheels rubbing against the ground in the usual city. Pigeons cooed and flew into the sky, roadside street performers played their saxophones, and the tide of the canal crashed up the steps of the pier with a clattering sound. All this forms a wonderful picture of the winter scenery of the water city, which makes visitors forget to return.

"Beatrizi, you didn't take us to see San Marco, did you?" asked Wan Guohou suddenly, "Is Pietro nearby?"

Beatrizzi laughed, "Actually, I just wanted to show you the pride of Venice." ”

Half an hour later, the four walked out of St. Mark's Basilica. The Byzantine architecture is indescribably indescribably intricate, and Z2 looks back, still reveling in the amazement he has just seen from the huge mosaics. E1 glanced at his watch, it was not early, and in a few moments, the sun would set.

"Master Hou, please come with me. Beatrizzi made a gesture and led the group north and left the square. They walked through an alley called Kaledori and walked into an open-air café.

Interestingly, the name of this café is Vetro. In Italian, vetro means "glass", and glass is one of the most famous specialties of Venice.

"Shouldn't we just have dinner? Z2 said with a little dissatisfaction.

"Drink coffee first, don't worry. Beatrizzi said with a smile. E1 had apparently been here many times, and he hadn't even looked at the menu, so he ordered.

Wan Guohou took the menu and couldn't help but be stunned - the waiter looked exactly the same as the pigtail crew just now.

Z2 noticed as well, and he asked in surprise, "Beatrice, what's going on?"

"Looks like you've already met my eldest brother. The waiter grinned, "We're twins." ”

Wan Guohou laughed, "Well, Pietro is ......"

"It's my father. The waiter replied.

"Oh. Wan Guohou nodded, "Is this glass Mr. Pietro's shop?"

"Yes. The waiter said, glancing at Z2, "Can you please ask this gentleman to stay here?"

Z2 was just about to speak, Wan Guohou waved his hand, "Okay, please lead the way." He glanced at E1, "You can stay here too, save him boredom." ”

The waiter and Beatrizzi led Wan Guohou up the stairs.

After arriving on the second floor, the waiter said respectfully, "I'll go down first." Then he closed the door to the stairwell.

Wan Guohou smiled slightly, "This Mr. Pietro seems to have a lot of shelf." As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that directly in front of him, a person was wiping a glass bottle. The man's movements were so light, and he stood in the shadow of the curtain, that Wan Guohou didn't notice it at first.

Wan Guohou was a little embarrassed, and he glanced at Beatrizzi with a slight reproach. The latter smiled disappreciatively, then walked over to the man and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

The man turned and looked at Beatrizzi in surprise. After the two embraced affectionately, Beatrizzi pointed to Wan Guohou and gestured for a while, and the man also responded with a gesture.

Wan Guohou looked at it in surprise, and he immediately realized one thing, the other party might be deaf.

"Master Hou. "This is my uncle, Pietro." Could you please come over for a moment? He wants to see you. ”

Wan Guohou walked to the window, and Beatrizi thoughtfully closed the curtains and turned on the light.

Pietro was an old man of about 60 years old with deep eye sockets, a straight nose and slightly high cheekbones. He looked at Wan Guohou suspiciously, and did not make any moves.

Wan Guohou suddenly reacted, he turned his face sideways, and took off the two green contact lenses in his eyes. Then, he turned his face and smiled at Pietro.

Pietro's breathing became rapid, and he took a step forward and grabbed Wan Guohou's hand, as if he wanted to kiss it, but Wan Guohou withdrew his hand and hugged him hard.

Two equally fiery hearts beat violently. One is old, the other is young.

"Master Hou. Beatrizzi wiped her eyes, "Come and sit here, I know you have a lot to ask Uncle, and I'll translate for you." ”

Pietro sat down in an old circle chair, with Marquis of Van Guo opposite him and Beatrizzi between them.

"Can I ask...... Mr. Pietro's ears, what's the matter?"

Beatrizzi sighed, "When Uncle was young, he lurked in the Neon Country, and he successfully infiltrated the 'Unbenevolent Society'. Later, when an operation of the 'Buren Society' failed, Kujo Harumi suspected that there was an internal ghost, so he checked all the foreigners in the society. But they couldn't find out the uncle's problem anyway, but they didn't feel at ease, so they threw him out. And the uncle's ears were broken at that time. By the way, after that, the 'Buren Society' no longer admits foreigners. ”

"I'm sorry. Wan Guohou said, "It's all because of Hanover." ”

"No, it's all because of the 'Unkind Society'. With that, Beatrizzi gestured to Pietro.

"What are you talking about?" Wan Guohou asked curiously.

"I tell Uncle that you are saddened by what happened to him. ”

At this point, Pietro smiled. Then, he hurriedly gestured again, as if he was afraid that Wan Guohou would misunderstand what he meant.

Uncle said that after he became deaf, he could focus more on observation, which was not a bad thing. Uncle's eyes are very powerful, and when our family goes out hunting, only he can hit the farthest birds. Beatrizzi translated, a proud and distressed expression on her face.

Wan Guohou looked at this strong old man with emotion, and he suddenly thought of his grandfather, and couldn't help but feel a little sad. "Let's change the subject. Beatrizi, can you help me ask Uncle, do you remember a piece of amber called 'R'?"

Beatrizzi translated the question, only to see Pietro nod, and then gestured anxiously.

"Uncle said he hadn't seen it, but he had heard his great-grandfather mention it. I think Uncle is talking about Sergio and Eugenie's son. ”

"Has the uncle's great-grandfather ever seen this thing?" Wan Guohou asked impatiently.

After Beatrizzi translated, Pietro shook his head.

The uncle said that his great-grandfather had listened to Sergio, and Sergio had listened to Cotton. According to Uncle's understanding, Edmund should not know about this thing, and similarly, Edmund's son Andrew will not know. ”

"No wonder Mo Aogu never mentioned ......," Wan Guohou muttered to himself. Then he asked, "Beatrice, would you please tell me what he knows about 'R'?"

After Beatrizi's translation, Pietro's expression became a little strange, and he hesitated for a moment before gesturing again.

Uncle said he didn't know much. He wanted to ask, how is your Latin?"

Wan Guohou smiled, "It's as good as my native language, but why ask this question?"

"Because, if you have the means, you can go to the Vatican and look it up, and maybe you can find clues. And if you want to read the literature there, you can't know Latin. ”

"Vatican?" Wan Guohou was stunned, "why do you want to go there?"

"Because the 'R' used to belong to the Vatican, the Papal States. ”