Italia Gordon Police Station

Long Wen stopped in front of the door of the interrogation room, and Hu Che pushed him: "Go in." Long Wen: "I'm judging the situation inside, in case a knife flies out when the door is opened." Hu Che: "At most, it's a table, chair and bench." Long Wen listened to the movement inside the door: "You open the door." At this time, Hu Che put his hands behind his back and made way for the road, bared his teeth at Grant behind him, and showed an innocent smile: "If you have the key, please first." ”

Grant looked at Long Wen, who showed a cunning look at the same time, squinted disdainfully, then took out the key and unscrewed the door, the door opened, Long Wen and Hu Che one poked out half of their heads from Grant's shoulder and the other from his back, and the smell of bitter coffee in the room suddenly rushed into his nose.

Long Wen: "Damn! Feelings: Is this a coffee drinking contest? "The dazzling incandescent lights illuminated the silent confined space, and it was so quiet that you could hear the sound of the hand grinder grinding the coffee beans." What the?! ”

Long Wen, Hu Che and even Grant all had surprised looks on their faces, the table was lined with gilded coffee pots and cups, a small gold-rimmed plate with a few delicate dim sums, and a small grinder grinded the coffee beans one by one, then filtered in the small coffee machine, boiled and finally poured into the coffee pot.

Long Wen wiped his eyes and asked Hu Che, "I'm not mistaken, right?" Is this a party? Hu Che: "I don't know, have we been out for a long time?" Where did all this stuff come from? At this time, I saw Simon beckoning to the three of them: "Come and sit." ”

Hu Che stepped forward in disbelief: "The current atmosphere is like the top leaders of the Atlantic Federation and the Pacific Alliance are still using bullets to collapse each other one second, and the next second they are getting together and dancing, it's incredible!" Long Wen came to Custer's side and whispered, "Brother." Are you all alright? ”

Custer lifted the coffee pot and poured the coffee into the cup, handed it to Long Wen and said, "We're fine, you don't look good." Custer looked at Long Wen's swollen face, Long Wen: "There is no way, this is the price of borrowing things." ”

At this time, Long Wen also took the coffee cup suspiciously, but the corner of his eye was still capturing the uncertainties in the room that turned from cold war to peace in an instant. "Well, it's delicious." Long Wen commented on the coffee in the entrance.

Grant glanced at the thief with a thousand faces who was seriously touching the coffee and asked, "Simon, what the hell is going on?" Simon's finger tapped the coffee cup, "I've decided to make an alliance with this Mr. Thief with a Thousand Faces." Grant was incredulous: "You believe him?" ”

Simon nodded, and Grant looked at Sefal, "Did someone tell me what happened just now?" Sefal smiled: "I like the taste of this hand-ground coffee, it is much stronger than the instant in the unit, I wish it could be like this in every interrogation." ”

Grant's face sank: "What are you all talking about?" The Thousand-Faced Thief, who still looked like Mordred, said as he carefully grinded his coffee, "I'll contact Gawain, and then we'll sit down to discuss further plans for the funeral." ”

Grant, Long Wen, Hu Che: "What funeral?" "What plan?" Simon: "I'll cut it short. There will be time to elaborate. At this time, the Thousand-Faced Monster Thief stood up: "Then I have to go first." I'm not sure about Gawain's side yet, oh yes. He looked at the time, "Looks like I'm going to have to have a decent dinner instead." Grant watched the Thousand-Faced Thief swagger out of Simon's side, and asked eagerly, "Are you really sure of his identity?" ”

Simon: "I'm not qualified to investigate him right now. Because I was suspended. And that includes all three of you, of course. Grant: "What! Why? Simon: "Our private operation against the Werewolves." Grant: "It's known to the CGT." Simon: "Yes. The Federation of Trade Unions also decided to arrest the 'black godson' at the godfather's funeral to prevent future troubles. ”

Long Wen: "I'll go!" To arrest someone in a group of gangsters, have the police's heads been squeezed by the door? Simon: "It's a decision of the CGT, and I can't help it." Hu Che suddenly asked, "So what are you going to do?" Simon: "I'm just going to 'watch what happens.'" ”

Long Wen: "What are you planning to form an alliance with the Thousand Faces Thief for?" Simon: "Let's go in." Long Wen sighed: "What a simple reason. Grant: "You're not going to get involved?" Simon: "I've been deprived of the right to this mission. ”

Hu Che: "Then why are you still planning to observe?" Simon's blue eyes met Tiger Che's eyes: "If you have any questions, just ask." Hu Che: "Do you already have a plan?" Simon: "When did you think that?" Hu Che: "It started when you hired us." Simon: "Little friend." You're really smart. Long Wen: "Hehe, I found that no matter where I go, there are people who say this about Hu Che." ”

Simon stretched out his hands and said to Tiger Che, "I want to hear your reasoning. Hu Che: "The purpose of your hiring us is to eradicate the 'Black Godson', and you have already seen that this operation will inevitably fail, take advantage of this opportunity to find out the details of the enemy and then go straight to eliminate the 'Black Godson' alone."

'Mordred's Mutiny' is an exception, but this exception is more of a 'insurance' for your plan, and you now have a person on your team who knows everything about Mafia, and if you can, pull Mafia's most prestigious knight 'Gawain' into your team, which can be said to increase the chances of success. ”

Sefar cupped his eyes and said, "What a clever head." Simon couldn't help but applaud him after hearing Tiger Thorough's eloquent talk in a very affirmative tone: "You have been observing all along. Hu Che: "Making money is one thing, but sometimes the purpose of the employer also needs to be figured out, otherwise it will bring trouble to the company." ”

Grant: "Simon, are you really going to add Mafia's people to the plan?" Simon: "Not impossible. Grant: "But if that 'Thousand-Faced Monster Thief' is an illusion, then all our efforts will be in vain." ”

Simon said firmly: "Although the goals are different, I have the same interests with him, and 'interests' are the strongest bond to maintain cooperation." Grant lowered his head and thought for a while before saying, "Okay! Since that's what you say, do it! ”

Long Wen asked Custer, "You also know about this?" Custer: "I also found out later. Long Wen: "It looks like you've been dragged into the gang too?" Custer: "Yes, although I don't like Simon and Grant, but since it's a plan for the 'godson', I must participate." Custer's tone was firm, and Long Wen silently took a sip of coffee at this time.

Mafia headquarters on the island of Pantelleria

The large round table in the center of the rotunda was empty, and all the knights were placed in their rooms waiting for the funeral, knowing that their every move was closely watched, and this was what some of them had in mind.

They were imprisoned on the island, and they could only wait for the day when the godfather's funeral would come, because that was the only time they could get out of surveillance. Everyone has plenty of time to quietly think about their choices, some may waver, some may wait and see, some will change, and some may persevere.

At this time, Al was standing in front of a small room on the seventh floor of the Tower of Confession, the door of this small room was made of iron, the top was rusty, it seemed that no one had used it for a long time, and this iron door was only half a person high, if you wanted to enter, you had to bend down.

Al stroked the rusty iron door and said to himself, "Soon I will be crowned king here." (To be continued......)