When Vito learned the news, he immediately went to Carlo's house and saw the two corpses and the murder weapon on the ground, and indeed for a moment suspected that Russell had sent someone to do it.

But after he calmed down, there was a thought that Russell had no motive to do so. He had been living in California for two years, and his business in New York was very regular, there was no conflict with the Vito family, and Sonny and Russell, although they were in a relationship, had no reasonable reason to kill him.

Then Vito gave a gag order, and he thought that if it was rumored that Sonny and Carlo were killed at the same time, then his daughter Connie would be very suspicious, even if she was not present at the eucalyptus scene, and there was an alibi, it would not be able to withstand the gossip.

Having the people of the police station cooperate in convicting the murder turned into a beating to death, which was necessary to some extent, because the enemy hiding in the shadows did not expect Vito to do this.

Why?

If the other party dares to come to Carlo's house and kill Sonny, then it must have something to do with Carlo......

On the leather sofa, Russell smoked a cigarette and said, "Uncle Vito, in fact, after Sonny's death, Carlo did not die, he did have his arms broken by Sonny, but he still had a breath. If I'm not mistaken, Carlo must have been killed by Connie or Tom or Mike......

Vito paused, bowed his head and fell silent.

He extinguished his cigarette and sighed, "That's right...... Russell, you are very smart and patient."

"Sonny's death is not a coincidence, Connie had told her mother that Carlo hadn't had a conflict with her for a while, but on the day Sonny died, Carlo suddenly found fault and beat Connie with a lame reason......

Because Carlo knows that Connie is beaten, he will definitely cry to his eldest brother Sonny, and Sonny is a very affectionate person with a family concept, so he will definitely come to Carlo in anger!

At this point, things seem to be very clear.

"I don't want to admit that there is an inner ghost in the family, not to mention that the inner ghost is actually my son-in-law......

Russell looked up at the sad old man and said, "Have you found out who Carlo is in close contact with?"

"No clues."

"I heard that Sonny has been going to Las Vegas a lot this year?"

Vito tilted his head to stare at him and said, "You mean the enemy is in Las Vegas. But as far as I know, Carlo hasn't been to Las Vegas, he's only been to Chicago and Boston on business."

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"Do you think that when the inner ghost is connected, it will use its own name to register?"

「…… I see what you mean, what do you mean when you say that there are replicas of Kachimantha brand clothing on the New York market?"

Russell squinted and said, "My gut tells me that Sonny's death has something to do with the people behind the imitation of the Kachimansa-branded clothing."

Vitomo listened to him, but his head looked uncontrollably at the door, where his two most trusted men, Mike and Tom, had been driven back to his station.

"The price of the imitation clothing is two-thirds lower than that of the original product, and it is very popular with poor kilns. It has taken a huge toll on my brand...... I'd suggest you start with Brooklyn, because that's where the ban spreads."

….

Vito turned his head and asked, "Why would your instincts tell you that this has something to do with Sonny's death?"

"Coincidentally, I don't believe there is such a coincidence. The night before Sonny died, my man received news of the imitation of the costume, and by that time the imitation had grown to Queens."

How did pirated clothing develop in Brooklyn during this period? It's Vito's territory!

Vito looked at the wine glass on the table and said, "Assuming there is a relationship, what do you think is the suspicion?"

Russell shook his head: "It's because he didn't find anything suspicious that he doesn't seem normal."

"It may seem far-fetched, but Sonny has been looking to transform into a new business until then."

Vito's tone was a little angry, "You suspect Sonny is doing something to ruin your company's brand reputation?" It's as if he made the costume?"

Russell looked him in the eye and said, "Shouldn't you doubt him?"

「…… Very well, I'll follow your train of thought, and whoever goes after Sonny will have to pay for it with blood!"

"Of course, that's what a Sicilian is supposed to do."

In fact, Vito struggled with his heart, he didn't want to think about Sonny's death, which was a painful punishment for a gray-haired old man.

But back to reality, he had to think about it...... Because he wants to avenge Sonny, a Corleone's death must not be counted like this!

When Russell came to attend the funeral today, Vito had already cleared his suspicions, and if Russell had done it, he probably wouldn't have come alone, let alone commanding a deputy director of the New York Police Department in a cautious and high-profile manner.

This is telling Vito that I know you're suspicious of me, so I'm here to give Sonny a ride and come to see you. But I'm also a little scared what if you kill me by mistake, then things won't end easily.

Of course, Russell is not really afraid of him, but he doesn't want the murderer behind the scenes to laugh at him for being brainless, and he doesn't want him to succeed!

Fortunately, Vito's emotional management is superb and does not show any signs of hindrance.

The two talked for a long time in the study, during which they talked about the heir, and Russell did not give any advice on this, let alone say that Freddie and Mike were bad.

Presumably, Vito knew that there was a candidate.

First of all, Freddie is definitely not competent, he has a very bad temper, although he has great ambitions, but he is incapable, and he does not even have the most basic self-knowledge......

Moreover, Freddie has been in Las Vegas for two years, and his reputation has already spread in various hotel clubs.

He has a resounding nickname, Brother Flying Tongue!

The dancers, street girls, and kiln girls all commented on him as lacking ability, and their tongues made up for it.

When Mo Green was alive, he obeyed him, and after he died, he let himself go, sometimes pushing the waiters in his hotel into the room, and if the conversation failed, he directly suppressed it by force.

How can such a person succeed Vito?

Mike has made great progress in the past two years, after graduating from school, he has taught himself business administration, and often hangs out various parties, making a lot of friends.

He is a righteous person, has brains, attaches great importance to feelings, and has a unique analytical idea for judging things, and is a rare excellent handsome talent.

….

At first, Vito's expectation for him was to wait another two years, accumulate some experience in a position in *** or association, and then run directly for the House of Representatives, with the fact that he had won the Cross and appeared on the front page of magazines, as an American hero, he would inevitably receive a batch of votes.

But...... All plans were gone on the night Sonny died.

"I look forward to the day when the truth comes out."

Russell got up and hugged Vito, and said seriously, "Uncle Vito, the enemy is very cunning, he may be coming at me."

"Whether or not I come at you, my son Sonny is dead."

Russell turned and walked out of the study without a word, and Vito held the back of the sofa with his hand in his hand and watched him leave.

The living room was quiet, Felix and Mike and the others sat quietly as if they were strangers, and no one spoke, just smoked cigarettes in silence, causing a layer of smoke to float in the middle of the room.

Felix, Luo Yin, and John saw the godfather come out, and immediately stood up.

"The Godfather."

Russell waved his hand and led the group away.

Tom and Mike sat in the corner chairs and looked at each other, then got up and walked into the study.

"Father."

Vito, who was in a daze, looked up and asked, "Russell and his men are gone?"

"Yes." Tom nodded.

Vito looked at the two of them with some disappointment and said, "It seems that you don't have a very good relationship with Russell, do you have an opinion of him?"

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Mu bowed his head and was silent, and Mike looked at Russell and the others who had just walked out of the door, and said, "I don't believe he would be so kind to send Sonny. Besides, he killed Morglin, our Las Vegas spokesperson."

Vito looked at Tom, "What you told Mike?"

"Yes, that's true. Clemenza and Tessio and others felt that Russell had bad intentions......

"Shut up! Tom, you've let me down so much. A person with a brain would never forcibly count Sonny's death on Russell's head. Why? Look at how Russell came today, with the deputy chief of the New York Police Department, and this deputy director just acted as a doorman by his side, so that the people who came to the scene shut up!"

"He can use such a means to tell us...... If he wanted to kill Sonny, he wouldn't have sent someone with a murder weapon, understand?"

Vito angrily slapped the tabletop, causing the vibration of the table to spread to the floor, causing Tom and Mike's soles to tingle a little.

Seeing that the two of them bowed their heads and were silent, Vito sighed and calmed down.

"Russell brought me two pieces of news, one is that Sonny is likely to have something to do with the imitation 'Kachi Mansa' that appeared in Brooklyn, a clothing brand. If Russell hadn't returned to New York, by the time I found out about it, I would have been 100 percent convinced that Sonny had been killed by Russell, because Russell had a good reason for the murder or the motive for the killing."

"But the rat hiding in the dark sewers, I didn't expect him to return to New York alone and meet me......

Vito lit a cigarette and exclaimed, "Russell is a man of great wisdom, he quietly resolved the misunderstanding between our two families, and told me everything he knew."

"I also told him what Sonny did after he died."

….

Tom looked up at Mike, and Vito said, "Tell me straight, Mike is not an outsider."

Mike was stunned, and Tom knew in his heart that the godfather had chosen the next heir.

"You told him about Carlo's death?"

Vito nodded, "yes, we all think it's not that simple."

On the way back to Peninsula Estate, five cars drove on a wide road.

Felix, who was sitting in the co-pilot, exclaimed, "Godfather, you said that Carlo was not stabbed to death by the killer, but was killed by Vito?"

Russell looked out the car window and nodded, "If Carlo is bought, then he will point all the blame at me if he is alive."

Felix was stunned, and then cleared his mind.

The law of the United States is ruthless, it only looks at the content of the Constitution. However, if you are in a high position, you will definitely be able to escape the punishment of the law.

However, if the evidence is conclusive and he is a public figure, it is not so simple to escape.

As soon as an account of the events is published in the newspapers, all citizens of the United States will become ombudsmen, keeping an eye on what is going on in the courtroom, and no one will dare to bend the law for personal gain.

"Stop in front, Felix tells John to go back and we'll go around Brooklyn."

"Okay."

Yin En stepped on the brakes, and then Felix got out of the car to inform John, but John got out of the car very well-behaved, walked to Russell's car door, bent down and said a few compliments, and bent down to watch the godfather leave.

Although this move made Russell's heart very comfortable, his impression of John also deteriorated.

Arriving at the intersection in front of the slum kiln in Brooklyn, Russell got out of the car early and walked out on the road.

Here are Jews, Italians, Poles...... and so on.

They all fled because of the war, or were left behind by the surrender, and when they saw the beauty of America, none of them wanted to go back to their home country to suffer, and they were willing to be beggars here rather than go back to be farmers.

The streets are dirty, the peels are all over the ground, and there is a stinking ditch against the base of the wall.

The thief is looking for his target, and the robber is watching the crowd.

Russell saw two black men being dragged into the alley and beaten by four or five white men, and the people around him seemed to have become commonplace, and they didn't even have the enthusiasm to watch the excitement.

He didn't bother to care, and walked two streets ahead when he saw a market for groceries.

Almost every stall has a 'Kachi Mansha', a copy of the brand, the fabrics and workmanship, the logo is the same as the original, only a few differences in the details.

Russell asked the stall owner, "How do you sell clothes?"

"$8!"

"It's too expensive, Queens only sells for $6."

The boss said, "No way! The clothes in Queens were all imported from Brooklyn, and it was impossible to sell them cheaper than mine. You see, this is Kachi Mansha, a big brand in the United States. If you go to the mall and buy it, it will cost you more than $30!"

Russell laughed, "Actually, I want to do this kind of business, I have a factory in California......

When the boss heard this, he was obviously not interested.

"Your clothes must be expensive, but I've seen the world, don't deceive me, okay?" During this time, many people have come to ask where to buy goods, and to be honest, I don't know."

Russell handed over the ten dollars and said, "How did you get the goods?"

The boss naturally accepted the money, and it seems that he has done this more than once.

"I gave the money to the sheriff in police uniform, and the next day I had two packs of goods in my stall."

"Sheriff?"

"Every time the sheriff appears, it's not a single person, it's just the same clothes. We know only clothes, not people."

The boss who received the money was very real, and he said anything outside, regardless of it.

If Russell had come two days late, I'm afraid the boss would have gone to see Jesus.

Only recognize clothes, not people?

That's a great idea.

The fake sheriff that appears each time is different, so naturally it is impossible to lock the police station, but it can also make thieves and robbers dare not take action, and it also reassures the bosses who buy goods......

stains, the person who came up with this method, does have a bit of a brain.

Life is three points more bitter than Coptis chinensis