A message was spread rapidly in the streets and alleys, and under further confirmation, the whereabouts of Troy, the lord of Sin City, were unknown, and the person who took over Sin City was a woman, an ordinary woman, but it can also be said that she was not ordinary, no one knew that she could get the title deed of Sin City, and no one knew when she had become the owner of Sin City, and no one knew that there would be this Sin City from now on.

Everything has become unknown, and the mayor of Palermo is silent about this sudden change, and he has replaced his old way of doing things with silence both externally and internally, and the sudden change in this matter cannot help but arouse the suspicion of others.

There was even unconfirmable news that the mayor was behind the sale, and the woman became the focus of Palermo and the whole of Sicily.

And as the only one who has seen this woman's appearance, Moro has become the object of the news chase, of course, Moro is not a fool, he will not easily divulge even a little information, at the moment he is sitting in his office, where he has been staying for many days.

Those reporters at the door were not the real cause of Moro's troubles, and the people who made him so disturbed came from the five major families of Palermo, in fact, after the manor operation, he had been in a strange circle led by Vice City, and it seemed that something had been missed, and it was not until the appearance of Augusto last night that he was surprised to find that he had forgotten about Fick's murder, but the eldest of my big family came to his police station to inquire about the case.

Moro lit a cigarette, he smoked silently, and in two hours he would go to a place to meet an important guest, and before that. He had to deal with the reporters besieged below, and just as he was at a loss, the door was pushed open and a man he didn't see appeared in front of him.

"The boss wants me to pick you up." The magician, as always, appeared in front of him in his mysterious way, with a slender body, a face hidden by a black top hat, and a bright red lip, and anyone who does not show his true face is an untrustworthy person.

"Is it early?" Moro inquired as he cleaned up the table, but the untrustworthy were also the ones who could not be avoided.

The magician replied with a nod and did not rush Moro. It was only when he had finished it all that he went down a passage to the first floor of the police station, and walked through the side door, avoiding the reporters in front of him, and when Moro was about to step out of the door, the magician rushed out one step ahead of him. At the two men guarding outside, they kicked and punched each other cleanly, and then let Moro enter a champagne-colored car.

Moro was blindfolded along the way, and it felt as if they had walked a lot, being pushed into an elevator, and finally entering a room where they were removed from their blindfolds.

After blinking his eyes to adjust to the light in the room, Moro saw a middle-aged man, a Chinese man with a small flat head and gold-rimmed eyes, if he was not mistaken. This person is Shao Weihua.

"Director Moro, we've finally met." Shao Weihua was the first to speak, and there were two Chinese in the room besides him, who looked a little similar, and the magician had retreated after not knowing what. Or never came in at all. "Let me introduce you to two friends, Wang Zhantian and Wang Zhanting.

Moro seemed to have heard of these names, and he nodded at them. "Isn't Mr. Shao about six o'clock in the evening? Is there any surprise in this arrangement? ”

"Plans can never catch up with changes, and Director Moro understands that flexibility is the way to govern."

"Ah, yes!" This person really likes to chew words, but he, a Westerner, doesn't understand this.

"Does Moro prefer red wine or Chinese white wine?" Shao Weihua asked casually by pointing to the wine bottle on the table.

"Just red wine!"

"I heard that Director Moro's alcohol consumption is not bad, we are also old friends, today is a party, you don't need to be more polite, I also want to thank you for thinking of publicizing the matter of the betrayal of Sin City, causing some small sensations, such an idea, Shao Mou categorically did not dare to use it, first, this is not his own territory, dare not act rashly, second, your news will create chaos for those gangsters, and you can also wipe out the rest, high, really high!"

Moro felt glad he hadn't turned the glass in the direction of his glass, otherwise the wine in his mouth would have squirted. Gritting the rim of the glass with his teeth, he swallowed the wine in his mouth and smiled awkwardly.

"I just want to be able to help Mr. Shao complete his mission as soon as possible, but this time this woman who suddenly appeared ......"

"Director Moro, rumors are just rumors, and this woman doesn't need to be mentioned." Shao Weihua waved his hand, he picked up his wine glass and motioned to the two people on the side who had not spoken.

"Mr. Shao, I think I have to correct a little." Moro is a strict person, aside from his liking of money, he feels that he is still an upright person, but now it is not what it used to be, who can guarantee that he will not be tempted in the face of interests, he is not a saint. "This woman exists!"

"Women?" Shao Weihua noticed that Moro was not joking. "Did you really see a woman? In other words, the rumors are not groundless? ”

"After receiving your news, I came to Vice City with thousands of people, and there were three newcomers with me at that time, all of whom saw this woman, but I also met a character at the scene, claiming to be Eric. Klomopo's lawyer, but a friend who is unknown to him through his lawyers, denied at the time that he had any relationship with his current godfather. "Moro 1510 reported the situation of the day to Shao Weihua.

"There are three new people with you, what do you do with them?" He cared more about those three people than about the lawyer.

"Don't worry, I've already transferred them to other cities the next day, and I won't leak a little bit of information."

"That's not enough, only the dead can't speak." Shao Weihua suddenly lost his interest in drinking, and he put the wine glass on the table. "You will leave the information of those three people later, and I will deal with it, and it is better for you to be specific about this woman after you go back, of course I don't mean the details, understand?"

"What does Mr. Shao mean?"

"It's right to spread rumors and let those who like it hear what they like." (To be continued.) )