Downing Stewart, the young man who had deceived Count Cafu, called himself the man of the Stewart family, Earl Cafu had never mentioned this name less in front of him, and every time he mentioned this name, Earl Cafu's anger would reach its peak, because the young man had almost ruined Cafu, and Walcott frowned when he heard the name.

"Mr. Downing, I don't think we should know each other. "Walcoat didn't want to talk about anything with a dangerous person, he wanted to close the door.

Downing found out through various channels that Calf's estate advisor was in charge of all of Calf's wealth, and his next plan was to start here, and he could inquire about Walcott these days.

Holding his hand against the door, Downing pulled out a baggage. "Mr. Walcott, if you don't want to explain this baggage from the Sheriff's Office, then be polite, and you'd better invite me in for a drink. ”

Walcott's hand holding the door was trembling, that burden was too familiar to him, how could the burden used to carry the money given to Arovia get into the hands of this young man, damn Arovia, Walket scolded angrily in his heart, but his mouth was very respectful, and he got out of the way. "Come in, Mr. Downing, of course I would be happy to have a drink with a young man of your calibre. ”

Alovia loves money, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have brains, Alovia is praised by the people there as the most brainy person in the slums, which is why Cafu chose Arovia as a representative at that banquet, and Downing chose Arovia as the same reason.

After accepting the money that night, the first person Arovia found was Downing, who buried most of the money in the ground and went to Downing with a thousand Caesars in his baggage.

"Mr. Downing, someone has offered a thousand Caesars who want me to go to the old tower outside town to help him find something. "Arovia gave the cloth bag and a thousand Caesars to Downing. "In view of your friendliness to me, I would like to share with you this thousand Caesars, although it is not worth mentioning for a great man like you, but this is my heart, please accept it. ”

Tang Ning did not refuse, accepted the cloth bag, and took five hundred Caesars from it. "Alovia, go with confidence, it's a good opportunity to make money. ”

Afterwards, Arovia disappeared, and Downing did not run for him as Arovia imagined, and the person who died for money was not worthy of pity, and Arovia's mind was to use five hundred Caesars to kidnap such a clever person on the ship, and even if there was danger at that time, Downing, who had accepted part of his employer's money, would not be able to get rid of it, it was just a matter of exploitation.

When a low-level necromancer later got the cloak, Downing knew that the tower that Arovia had gone to find was the residence of Caposo, Cafu's helper, and he knew what was at stake.

Cafu wanted to solve the slum troublemaker who was leading the way, so he paid to do so, and Downing guessed that the only person who could run for Cafu and send money for Cafu was of course the financial advisor in charge of the finances, and now Walcott's reaction to seeing the bag has proved his conjecture correct.

Entering the room and sitting down, Tang Ning snapped his fingers pleasantly. "Luckily, it seems like it wasn't just a glass of red wine, and it was dinner time when my stomach protested. ”

Bringing over the plate of steak that had not yet been moved, cutting off a piece and putting it in his mouth, Tang Ning turned around and complained. "Mr. Walcott, your steak is so good that it's a bit old. ”

Walcott was still standing in the doorway, his body trembling, and he came back to his senses and closed the door, rushing to Downing's side like a gust of wind, snatching the steak back. "Well, devil, what do you want to do, deceived Cafu, what do you want to do to me, hurry up. His anger overcame his fear, and when someone entered his home, he couldn't drive them away, and few people could endure the feeling of being coerced.

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Walcott, put away your anger, I think you're mistaken, I'm not interested in doing anything to you, I'm aiming for Cafu, you know. Downing leaned sideways, pulled his face closer, and chuckled hideously. "I think our goal is the same, Cafu's wealth. ”

Walcott finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the opposite side. "I'm sorry, but I won't promise you to attack my benefactor because of a rag bag I don't know where to go, Count Cafu treats me well. ”

Of course, he expected to get Cafu's wealth, but he wanted to keep it to himself, and he wouldn't share it with anyone, and as for the bag, the other party might have just picked it up by chance, and he would have to gamble, and maybe he would win.

Greed is like a bottomless pit that can never be filled, and so are gamblers, who will never compromise until the last glimmer of hope is dashed.

"Look, some people are lucky. Downing shook the burden that had been placed beside him. "When Arovia took this burden from you, I don't think you expected him to find me and tell me everything that day. ”

Damn it...... Then everything was exposed, and Walcott's psychological defenses were finally broken, and he sat down in his chair, sweat sliding down his forehead and his lips trembling. "Well, I confess, I coveted Count Cafu's property, but he became sensitive, and he was too difficult to deal with, and I thought of many ideas, which he vetoed. ”

Downing's fingers tapped on the tabletop with a soft thump, the room was silent, and Walcott's eyes were fixed on his fingers, and it was no fun to be controlled by someone.

"Tell me about your new approach. Tang Ning decided to listen to the advice of the financial advisor first, believing that if those methods did not work, the financial advisor should have a new idea, and it is much easier for two people to think about things than one person.

Walket explained his solution. "But that's just a threat, if the old guy doesn't give in, I don't think I really want to bury my future and send him to prison, Mr. Downing, you won't do that, right, for God's sake, we're partners now. He prayed with his hands together.

The Earl Carver in his mouth has become an old fellow, and he doesn't even need to use an honorific title.

"Dear friend, you're right, we're partners, and I'm not going to send my partner to jail. Downing comforted the other party in a gentle tone that he would not be sitting here if he wanted to send Cafu to prison and face the trial of the law.

Once Cafu is sent to prison for legal trial, then his property will be confiscated, and those government moths will have to think of a plan that is perfect enough.

Walcott had never felt so tormented, as if he had been roasted on a fire. "I can't think of a good way to do that. ”

"Don't worry, there will be a way. Downing wanted to calm Walcott, his pajamas were all wet with sweat, apparently before he visited, Walcott planned to fall asleep after a meal, but now he probably couldn't sleep.

The poor people out there can't be wasted in vain, they have to be allowed to do something more, Downing said softly, so as not to make Walcott too nervous. "My friend, you used to work in a bank, right, you must have a way to get the formalities of transferring assets from Kafu. ”

Walcott was embarrassed. "But that needs the old fellow's signature, preferably his badge, as I said, he will not agree to it. ”

"Trust me, I'll do it, you just have to do what I say. Tang Ning smirked.

Early the next morning, Walcott changed into a clean navy blue suit and put on a top hat and went to the town's National Bank office to go through the formalities of transferring his property.

"Walcott, you're still working on that big liar, listen to me, get out of there quickly, or you'll be doomed." The old acquaintance of the bank handed Walcott the formalities.

Walcott was a little dissatisfied. "Friend, mind your own business, if it weren't for Count Cafu, I think I'd still be a clerk in the bank, and he's a good man. He said against his will. "I will help Count Cafu deal with his property, and I cannot live up to his trust. ”

Leaving the bank, the bank's old acquaintance stared at Walcott, who was already a little bald. "You're going to pay for your stupid decisions, dreaming that the big liar will reward you with a portion of your fortune for your loyalty. ”

In the interest of fairness, Walcott kept a communal account in his own name and Downing's, and the Earl of Cafor's wealth went into their hands.

When they reached the gate of Cafu Manor, the gate of the manor was opened, and the poor people were gone, and there were many vegetable leaves and scattered pebbles on the way into the fortress, and the untouchables opened the iron gate and rushed in.

If Count Cafu is stoned to death by these paupers with rotten leaves and pebbles, then the property will be confiscated, and he must go to the formalities as soon as possible.

Walket entered the fort through another secret passage, and could clearly hear the cries of the paupers, many of which were smashed by cobblestones.

Walket finally found Cafu hiding under the bed in his bedroom, he was in bad spirits, his pale hair was messy, his beard was a little knotted because he had not been taken care of for a long time, and the people under him were nowhere to be found, and Cafu's three meals could not even be solved.

Seeing Walcott, Cafu seemed to grasp the last straw, wearing stinking pajamas, grabbing Walcott's collar with both hands. "Walcott, hurry, hurry up and help me get rid of those untouchables, they have destroyed my estate, they are going to storm the fortress, they are going to kill me. ”

Walket helped the malnourished, wrinkled Cafu to the edge of the bed and sat down, bringing a glass of cold water from the kitchen. "Count Cafu, you need to calm down. ”

Cafu took the glass and took a few sips, his body trembling and muttering to himself. "It's over, it's all over, I'm going to die here, I've got to get out of here. He looked up expectantly. "Walcott, you're going to help me, aren't you? ”