Robert's death has undoubtedly become a topic of conversation, not only among the gangsters, but also in the white way and after dinner. It's an emotionally stressful guy anyway, but now the inexplicable death can be called a thing worth celebrating, and there is no need to investigate the cause of death, so the final result is that a gangster was killed in a different place by the jealousy of his peers after quickly becoming popular, and died on the street.

Messers flipped through the newspaper from beginning to end, and the headlines were almost all covered with all pages, but he, the director, didn't feel much relaxed, and Don was very leisurely, but he couldn't often be seen in the office.

"You don't look like that." Biting on the lollipop, Don shook his feet.

"Well, Robert is dead, and another Robert will come out."

"Messers' worries are a bit redundant, don't you want to know who killed Robert?"

"He died because he was stupid, and I'm going to find out if I'm stupid." Messes laughed as she spoke. "Whatever the facts, it's always gratifying for the ignorant to die a villain."

Of course, Messes didn't want to continue, and Don wouldn't continue, but there was obvious worry on his little face. "I know there's something else that's gone with Robert's death, but I don't think it's better for Messes not to know, and it's going to be a tough battle in Palermo soon."

"Is there any new news from Mu Rongyun's side?" Don shook his head slowly. "Not yet, but he's angry right now."

Messes was still trying to ask something. That's when Rochester barged in. "What's the matter?"

Rochester glanced at Don and swallowed back the words as he spoke. "I'll come back later." The dexterous Tang slid off the desk, his hands behind his back, dark spots on his snow-white skin.

"Don, aren't you going to see your relatives?" Messes stopped him as he went out.

"Go, he doesn't have time to talk to me."

Rochester looked at the child sympathetically, coming back to his senses from Messers' dry cough. "Director, there's news from the Palermo prison, Cassaber. Genoves was attacked in prison yesterday and is now being taken to the hospital with serious injuries. ”

"What?" Messes sneered. "How so? Is there a danger to life? ”

"I'm just out of danger when I came."

"Send more people to watch the point. Cassaber can't die. Messes suddenly thought of something. Grabbing the coat from the stool and heading out, hoping to dare to inform Francis before she did, this woman had been a real headache lately.

In the passage of the hospital, two people walked gently and there were stairs up to the intensive care ward. There are a large number of police handles at the door of the custody room. The two men shrank back like thieves and hid in the stairs.

"What now?"

"Go back and report it. Is it possible to rush straight in? One of them knocked the other the head, and just then there was a noise in the hallway, which caught the attention of the two men.

"It seems to be Francis. Cassaber's daughter. ”

"Let me in!" Francis struggled in the hands of two policemen despite the eyes of others. "Let me in."

"I'm sorry miss, I'm afraid I can't do it now, I can't let you in without an order from my superiors."

"I'm his daughter, why can't I go in?" Francis's small body was like a chick in front of two burly men.

"Francis, calm down!" I guessed that this would be the case, so Mercedes rushed to the hospital in the first place, but it was still a step too late.

As soon as Francis saw Messes, he immediately broke free from the grip of the two men and rushed in front of him. "Why is this happening? Didn't you say that there would be no danger if you did it? ”

"I'll find out about this, okay?" Messes comforted her as he patted her on the back. "Go back first, I'll let you know when I have the result."

"No, I don't want to go back, let me see my father, just one side." Francis begged, much to the embarrassment of Messers.

"Inform the boss that you can come up." The two men hiding in the shadows glanced at each other, and the other was approaching the intensive care unit as Messes hesitated.

"Faint, the boss came so fast!" Just as he was about to make a call, another person pushed him and pointed outside, and the person who wanted to be notified had already walked up by himself.

Xiao Rin put his hands in his trouser pockets, and deliberately walked so fast that the soles of his shoes made a clattering sound when they stepped on the concrete floor. Francis faced Xiao Rin who was coming all the way, and pushed Messes away and rushed towards Xiao Rin.

Maybe it was a little strong, and it suddenly changed Xiao Rin's chest, and there was a lot of taste of throwing a hug in it. "Miss Francis, you're thrilled to see me!" Xiao Rin helped Francis and said half-jokingly.

"yes, I'm excited to kill you, liar!" Compared to Xiao Rin's ridicule, Francis looks much more fierce.

"Kill me under so many pairs of eyes, but go to jail, if you really hate me so much, you can do it at night in a place where no one is around." Xiao Rin laughed, took Francis's hand and walked to Messers. "Director, may we meet with Cassaber? I know it's complicated, but I ask for your understanding of how this daughter feels. ”

Messes looked at Francis with a pleading gaze and breathed a sigh of relief. "Fifteen minutes, you have to come out."

"Thank you!" Francis rushed into the hospital room, leaving Xiao Rin and Messes standing in the hallway.

"Talk to me, Xiao Shao." Messes took the lead in pushing the door into the staircase, and happened to meet the two people inside, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiao Rin behind him and didn't say anything. "Change places and go to the rooftop."

Xiao Rin glanced at the two people, and suddenly the two of you couldn't argue anymore like deflated balls, and the voices of complaining to each other became more and more intense under the backs of the two people walking farther and farther away.

White sheets and hospital gowns hang on the rooftop, and although many institutions now hand over their supporting facilities to relevant service providers for processing, there are very few places to clean themselves like this, and even institutions that attach great importance to hygiene such as hospitals will look for fixed service providers to deal with the daily change of items, and most of the objects hanging here are used by the nurses themselves or the results of washing by family members.

Messers picked up the sheets and ran over, while Xiao Rin walked around. (To be continued.) )