Zahavi died, but AZ Alkmaar lost his business, he will not give up, there will be some action, before that, of course, he will do everything possible to understand what kind of people defeated Zahavi, AZ Alkmaar does not fight unprepared battles, but Downing's purpose is not to go to war, at this time he has to gradually come to the front of the stage from behind the scenes, so that AZ Alkmaar notices his existence.

"So when you report to me about business matters in the future, you can properly expose a little flaw, and you don't have to hide too deeply. ”

Barak now did not doubt the young man's judgment in the slightest, and stood respectfully in front of him and saluted. "Yes, Mr. Downing, do as you command. ”

When Downing leaves, Britney walks out with Hannah and sees the young man disappear into the streets.

"Barak, how did you know this young man?" Britney had witnessed many of the young man's actions during this time, and she had the same thoughts as Barak, he was no ordinary young man, and he always knew what was about to happen.

"You'd better not ask or inquire about Mr. Downing, he doesn't like to be investigated. Barak blocked Britney's curiosity in advance.

Hannah muttered. "What a freak, mysterious freak. ”

In the most luxurious apartment in the affluent district south of Blott City, the man was as white as a piece of paper, wearing a striped suit, his face showed no signs of aging, a silk scarf folded into tulip flowers was inserted in his breast pocket, and his slender and beautiful fingers were placed on the piano, and he played a low and melancholy tune.

He was actually in his sixties, but he looked like a young man in his thirties, because he didn't have any beard, and he had made a deal with someone many years ago and lost something in his crotch in exchange for the support of some mysterious power.

AZ Alkmaar, by far the most legendary figure in Broadtown, who controls almost half of the city's wealth, now looks like a refined pianist, not on the same level as the bankers who wield the vast wealth.

Luke walked in and stood behind him, listening carefully to the beautiful piano music until he stopped playing, and he gave him a round of applause. "What a beautiful piece of music, it's so intoxicating. ”

With a comforting smile, AZ Alkmaar closed the lid of the piano, picked up the wine glass on the piano, and got up and walked over to Luke. "Thanks for the compliment. It was as if Luke was not his subordinate, but an honored guest, and he had to respond politely to praise his performance.

Luke bowed. "Sir, the matter has been settled. ”

"No, no, no, it hasn't been resolved, and I haven't gotten those assets back. AZ Alkmaar waved his hand. "Tell me, what do you think. ”

Luke pondered for a moment, asking tentatively. "How many people are used to solve the small capitalists who take away their property?"

"Do you understand the opponent?" Alkmaar did not dismiss Luke's idea.

"An old fellow who was once defeated at the hands of Zahavi turned into a beggar, and now he has come back for revenge and has taken back everything he has, his wife is Britney, has a daughter, and used to be a prostitute. Luke presented the results of the investigation and laid it out.

"Wait, you said he lost everything and became a beggar?" Alkmaar was keenly aware of something.

Luke nodded. "That's right, the beggar who was being ridiculed a few days ago in exchange for a glass of wine. ”

"It's funny that the other day I was begging on the streets of Brolot City, and all of a sudden I was able to defeat Zahavi. Alkmaar's brow furrowed, shaking the wine glass in his hand. "Do you believe in such miracles?"

Luke didn't understand the meaning of the words, and lowered his head, waiting for instructions.

AZ Alkmaar sat down on the couch, his mouth gently analyzing. "Zahavi is stupid, stupid enough to be in charge of some casinos and brothels, but he was stupid enough to lose to a former subordinate, and there must be a lot of weirdness in this, telling me everything. ”

Luke recounted. "It's a bit weird to suddenly go from a beggar to a rich man. ”

"Smart people can understand it a little, Luke, you are such a person, and I have saved me a lot of trouble. AZ Alkmaar looked appreciatively at his right-hand man. "There is no such thing as a windfall in this world, there must be a powerful mastermind behind him, I want to know who the mastermind is, find him out, and investigate clearly. ”

Downing went in and out of the casino every day, and in various places that could quickly spread his reputation, Barack followed Downing's advice and came into frequent contact, consciously or unconsciously.

Soon someone came to the door. "Mr. Barak, it is a bit presumptuous to pay a surprise visit. ”

Barak looked at the young man with glasses. "Do I know you?"

"Sorry I forgot to introduce you, I'm Wundt, a reporter for the Blotter City Post, and I wanted to do an interview with you, I don't know if you're available. The helpless young reporter stuttered, as if because he was nervous.

"I believe you shouldn't have been working for long. Barak took the reporter into his apartment.

Wundt nodded a little shyly. "I'm sorry, but I'm hoping to be able to cover some valuable news, but the most interesting people and things in Bloom City lately are you. ”

Barak was happy to help such a self-motivated young man, whom he thought would help to atone for his sins, and Britney would tell from his conversations with others that he was genuinely repentant.

Britney quickly brought two glasses of water, stood at the door of the bedroom and watched, there have been many people who have come to ask for help in the past few days, Barak has generously helped, like a philanthropist, Britney's heart for this man's rejection has begun to slowly ease.

The interview begins with a discussion about the gamble and what Barak felt after Zahavi's defeat, and the questions go from shallow to deep, starting to touch on some aspects of Barak's life, which mentions Britney and Hannah, and Barak confides in him in a timely manner that he wants to repent.

"Well, Mr. Barak, as far as I know, you were a beggar with nothing before that gamble, how did you suddenly become a capitalist who could compete with Zahavi?" "Of course, I don't mean to be offended, you can refuse to answer this question. ”

Barak was stunned, he suddenly thought of Tang Ning's advice, he almost threw Tang Ning's advice out of the clouds when he was interviewed just now, but it was not too late to simply reveal any news now.

"No, I'd love to answer that question. Barak was not in the slightest bit displeased. "He was a partner to be trusted, and he was also a promising young man, because he chose me with his discernment, and I was able to do all this, just as God willed. ”

"Can you tell me the name of this gentleman? Wundt digs further into more valuable information.

"I'm sorry, but that gentleman doesn't seem to want to make himself a celebrity in Blott City, so I'll have to keep this a secret for him. Barak refused.

Font saw Hannah poking her head out, and he beckoned. "Your daughter, like you, has wisdom in her eyes. ”

Barak smiled politely, and soon he sent the reporter away, looking back at Britney Spears over there, who spread her hands. "Don't look at me like that, I'm not going to forgive you. ”

That being said, the tone was much softer, and Barak knew it was going well. "I know that I don't deserve to be forgiven, you did the right thing, and if it were me, I wouldn't forgive a person who committed such a crime against me. ”

Hannah ran out. "Father, what a graceful young man, it would be nice to have dinner with him. Hannah fell in love with the somewhat shy young journalist at first glance.

However, Barak cared more about the previous title, and looked excited. "Dear Hannah, what did you just call me?" he was tempted to hear again.

Hannah smiled softly. "Shouldn't I call you father?"

Excitedly, Barak hugged Hannah and kissed her on the cheek. "Dear Hannah, of course it should. He was a little incoherent, he had waited too long for this moment, and his efforts finally paid off.

"Father, could you please extend an invitation to the little reporter on my behalf, I would like to have dinner with him. Hannah told her request, and she was in love.

Barak also had a good impression of the journalist named Wundt. "Of course, wait for my good news. ”

Hannah excitedly kissed Barak's cheek, which was covered in scars. "Father, I love you. ”

Barak looked at Britney, who seemed indifferent. "Well, my daughter accepted me, I think we can celebrate tonight, you should be happy for your daughter and won't refuse my kindness, right? ”

Wundt left the apartment until he disappeared from view of the apartment, he took his eyes down and put them in the pocket of his suit, thinking about the information he had just investigated, the cunning Barak was still a little wary, and he had to find another channel to continue to verify.

He went to the tavern in Blott City and inquired about some strange young men, especially those who had a lot of money, preferably those who had some intersection with Barak.

Soon he had a catch, and on the night when Barak begged for a glass of wine, a young man bought him a glass of rum and offered him a generous but unfamiliar face.

Finally he had an eyebrow, and then he followed the seemingly inconspicuous clue and finally found a new discovery, the young man had been to the casino where Barak and Zahavi gambled, and there was an important clue in that gambling game that had been overlooked.

The gamblers were not two, but three, and it was only because Zahavi and Barak received so much attention that the young man was covered up.

Could the young man involved in gambling be the mastermind behind Barak, and it will have to be confirmed that he will have to go to the small casino.