This gift was very much appreciated by the godfather.

Obviously, Leonardo da Vinci was out of his mind.

It was Leonardo da Vinci's first gift to the godfather.

The Godfather also returned the favor.

He gave Leonardo da Vinci a gift box, but didn't let him open it.

The Godfather's request is simple,

"When I leave the fog, you open the box again."

Da Vinci was a little puzzled and asked rhetorically,

"How do I know when you're leaving?"

To outsiders, the true identity of the godfather is a mystery.

Of course, Leonardo da Vinci had seen the face under the mask.

Da Vinci couldn't keep track of the godfather's movements all the time.

If he can do that, he's the true godfather.

"You'll know."

With these words, the godfather left the tailor's shop, and Wu followed.

Todd extinguished the candle and took out half a box of cigars, two bottles of good wine, and packed all the valuables.

Todd looked around, grabbed the cat in the corner, and half-threw it out into the street.

Cat:???

It's suddenly free!

With all this done, Todd locked the door of the tailor's shop, got into the carriage, and set off.

In the silent street, only Leonardo da Vinci and the cat looked at each other.

"Meow—"

Leonardo da Vinci made a cat meow and scared the cat away.

He shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly,

"I thought we could be friends."

Following.

Luton sat at the dining table, reading the newspaper with news about the Count of Monte Cristo.

The Count of Monte Cristo is a hot figure in the fog of lately, gentlemanly, rich, mysterious, full of charm...

Just like Mr. Ludon who came to Shenbang at the beginning of the year!

Ludon put down the newspaper and sighed,

"It's not good—"

No one in the hut paid attention to him, Awu and Al were busy with their own business, and Todd couldn't catch the stalk.

Today's Luden is like a middle-aged dog.

His return this time is not short, and most of his mind is not focused on his career, and more time is spent in daily life.

If you go too long, you will get tired.

The Empress couldn't wait to help Ludon press the accelerator button herself.

Fortunately, with the appearance of the Count of Monte Cristo, there were some waves in the peaceful life.

Ludon moved his coffee cup and asked tentatively,

"Treat, beheaded, accepted as a dog?"

This time, someone finally took care of him.

Al walked up to Ludon and his eyes fell on the coffee cup,

"If you still don't drink, if you don't drink, I'll pour it."

Luden: ......

Ah Wu couldn't bear it anymore, and said,

"If you really like that movie, let's just make it again, and there is no copyright problem here anyway."

Ludon shook his head, "I can't find such a good actor."

"It can be done by AI."

"I don't want to write a script."

"Read the memories directly in the nerve cells..."

In the middle of Awu's words, Ludon and Al looked at Awu at the same time.

The corners of Luden's mouth twitched, and his eyes were quite helpless,

"Tell me, you didn't."

Experiments on Ludon while he sleeps, using various instruments to extract data?

Have you ever considered Luden's feelings?!

Awu replied honestly,

"I didn't."

Al was honest, "Me didn't either."

The two sold the empress cleanly.

"Don't worry about your memories, your head is a mess of nothing useful."

When the empress came back from outside, she happened to hear this conversation, and said casually,

"Qiyun's technology can't read your memories, and your brain seems to be protected by something."

Ludon fell silent, thinking about something.

The empress saw through his mind at a glance and said bluntly,

"I'm not going to do any surgery on you, not even the prefrontal lobe."

Ludon is still hard-mouthed,

"I'm not going to have prefrontal lobe surgery!"

Now that the Empress had made up her mind, Ludon turned to ask,

"What's new?"

The Count of Monte Cristo, since he bears the name of revenge, everything he does is for revenge.

As for the object of his revenge, it couldn't be more obvious - Luden.

There is also an orphan's coming-of-age ceremony to complete the perfect ending this time.

The last counterattack of the Church of Knowledge was the last hurdle in front of Luden.

At the moment, it seems that the other side is unable to pose any threat to Luden.

Unless...

Lutden's gaze scanned the room, looking at the three Eternals in turn.

Unless someone here betrayed Ludon.

"Your next sentence is that one of you has betrayed me."

The Empress replied, and at the same time held out her hand.

Al and Awu each took out a gold coin and placed it in the Empress's palm.

Ludon sighed and began to think about another question.

Even if someone betrays himself, where will the attack begin, and how will he defeat himself?

He didn't think of an answer for a while.

Things might get interesting.

...

Palace.

The secretary general of the traffic department often goes in and out of the palace, and he is an acquaintance here.

He now has one more minister, and yes, as the scale of the fog capital grows, so does the power of the transportation department.

It's time to match them with a minister.

The Chancellor also had a shrewd and capable private secretary, and the three of them often argued over trivial matters.

They all have bright futures.

Today, the Secretary-General entered the palace for another matter.

The fellow, who called himself the Count of Monte Cristo, made an appointment with the Count of Dracula, in the palace.

The Secretary-General had not thought that this meeting would take place.

Count Dracula agreed.

The nature of things has changed subtly.

The meeting was in a private room with only three people:

An old man sitting in a chair with his back to the crowd.

Secretary.

The Count of Monte Cristo.

The old voice rang out, rippling through the room,

"Tell me, what do you want?"

The Count of Monte Cristo stepped forward, and it could be seen that he was a little excited, and his hand in arranging his collar trembled slightly,

"I'm going to file an indictment against the object of near-unlimited power, transcendent status, unimaginable wealth. My accusation of great knowledge and unattainable wisdom seemed ridiculous compared to his, and even so, I chose to accuse Monsieur Lutdon Corleone, who, at his direction, brutally murdered more than one person!"

The Count of Monte Cristo gave the specific content of the complaint,

"He killed an innocent citizen and framed him as Jack the Ripper.

He killed a devout priest and had pedophilia charges on his head.

He—"

This eloquent young man told several murders in a row.

Although the age is a bit old, there are traces of these things to follow, and they are not groundless.

Listening to the other party's words, the secretary general did not have any waves in his heart.

The old man will not agree to this accusation, these things are not worth mentioning compared to the real big people.

Fog all

The Code does not bring justice to lonely souls and ghosts who have died unjustly.

If you were someone else, there might be a slim possibility.

Manageable v. Mr. Luden... No kidding.

The Secretary-General still has a professional smile on his face, elegant and decent.

The next moment, the Secretary-General's smile froze on his face.

The old man, who had his back to the crowd, stood up.

The young man turned the situation around in just half a sentence.

"If you are legally executed by Ludon Corleone..."

The remaining half of the sentence, like a demon's whisper, came out of the old king's throat, no, it was the deepest cry of his heart, longing for countless days and nights...

The old king turned around, and the sun fell on the old face, half in the light, half hidden in the shadows,

"I will receive eternal life."