Werewolf Hunting Rules.

Chapter 421: The Shedding Person (Part )

Clayton could not hide his disdain for Mr. Cuomo, but he did not show it.

Antique dealers are neither high nor low among businessmen. Although their work makes it easy for them to deal with dignitaries, on the other hand, they themselves do not have the ability to conduct business activities stably, but are more dependent on channels and luck.

When they all sat down, the chef quickly served the appetizers to the new guests.

Clayton continued to eat idly, being the purest eater, while Norris would put down his knife and fork from time to time to introduce him to the preciousness of each dish, and Cuomo would keep his eyes on Norris whenever he had time.
At the end of the meal, several people took off their napkins and Mr. Cuomo lit a cigarette for himself, but when he saw that Norris didn't smoke it, he put it out again.

Clayton glanced at him, found an excuse and left the restaurant.

When the lieutenant disappeared, Mr. Cuomo breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Norris and smiled awkwardly: "I didn't expect there was a man in pajamas here. Mr. Bello looks really... casual."

"He's always been like that."

Norris wiped his face with a handkerchief, his movements oddly gentle, as if he were cleaning a stain from a painting.

Mr. Cuomo nodded and then changed the subject.

"Mr. Argon," he said lightly, "Excuse me, what do you think of the Winged Snakes' recent inaction? They have received a lot of money from your family, but they have not made any move so far."

Norris put away his handkerchief and said seriously, "Mr. Cuomo, for the sake of our friendship, I will teach you one thing - don't discuss their association with the members of the association, so as to avoid any accidental loss of life in the future."

Mr. Cuomo's face suddenly turned pale: "You are joking, aren't you?"

Norris shook his head slowly.

"This is not a joke. You'd better not judge us based on your experience of only serving in the Friendship Society. You are not the Friendship Society, but I am the Winged Serpent."

"Yes, yes." Cuomo responded stutteringly.

Smaller societies could be dealt with by armed detectives and mad wizards from the Key Corps, but societies involving large families like Orlanst were a different story.

They are secretive, dangerous and ubiquitous.

Seeing that he had learned his lesson, Norris nodded and waved away the servant who was about to clean up the empty plates.

"However, it's not surprising that you have such doubts. Things between associations really cannot be understood by outsiders. What I can tell you is that we are now in contact with the people of the Holy Grail Cult about in-depth cooperation. Maybe you have heard of another association named after the Holy Grail, but they are not the Holy Grail Society. Their power is stronger than the Holy Grail Society."

"Then when will they take action?" There was some sweat on Cuomo's forehead. This unconfident attitude did not seem to match the demeanor of a member of the Basbe family.

Norris frowned slightly and leaned back in his chair: "Why are you so anxious? Could it be that the people of the Key Group can no longer control the situation?"

"Control? It's not easy for those drug-addled lunatics. At most, they can understand simple commands like 'kill someone' and 'watch this place'. Forget about asking them to assist the guards in the attack."

"Then don't attack. Let these wizards stay in the East District."

"But the guards alone can't handle the situation. I heard that you just came back from abroad last fall, so you may not know much about the situation here. Two hundred guards can certainly firmly control the East District, but if they are dispersed throughout the city, all kinds of accidents will happen. Many associations are eyeing our people. If they are dispersed too much, the East District will be attacked."

"We can let the security personnel and detectives deal with those weak associations first. They don't have much mysterious power, but guns and numbers are enough to deal with them."

"But they are everywhere, and we can't just shoot everywhere, because that would shut down the factory."

When Norris heard the word "shutdown" come out of Mr. Cuomo's mouth, a scornful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Cuomo, we can't want to solve the problem and not be willing to pay even a little price. I believe other members will agree. Maybe some people have decided to make such a sacrifice in places we can't see. If the work really stops, let the members who suffer less losses make financial compensation to others." "You are Jeremy Busby's closest cousin. Didn't he teach you how to do it?"

Cuomo's lips, which had just been eating, began to dry again. He turned his tongue around in his mouth. His expression was a little difficult, but he still raised his objection: "We shouldn't talk about him behind his back."

He was so pious that Norris couldn't help but sigh.

"He was the one who started this. If you can't do a good job, it would be wise to leave Wei'aodi as soon as possible."

His suggestion made the young man of the Basbe family straighten his back, and his tone was more determined than before: "Mr. Argon, there is no way I will leave. The opportunity to achieve success is right in front of me. No one with great ambitions will stop here."

"Actually, there are things I've been wanting to discuss with you, but I'm afraid it will bother you."

"Now that you mention it, I have to say it." Norris looked down at the teacup. The cup was not empty, and the liquid surface reflected his face like a mirror.

Cuomo continued, "I just found out not long ago that your family and mine are related by marriage. I heard that Miss Morgan's mother is from the same family as you."

He slowed down his tone to avoid offending the other party.

Nowadays, although it is not uncommon for women from large families to become someone else's lover, it is still something that should not be made public.

Norris nodded calmly: "That's right, but I can't think of how this relationship can benefit us."

"Because of an important question, why should we cooperate with the Hutton family? Just because we are all in the Fraternity of the Sacred Heart?"

"Because they are connected to the military and are indispensable."

"But that was the last resort. They used it as an excuse to spend their time drinking and partying while we were mobilizing people to contact the association. I have never seen the officers they are familiar with appear anywhere other than at a cocktail party. They just drink, gamble, and have sex with women every day. I question whether they are still capable of mobilizing soldiers to deal with the most extreme situations."

“Cuomo.” Norris stopped calling him sir. “If the army can’t handle this, then we can’t count on anyone else. Unless you can find another force that can stabilize the situation, I don’t recommend you disrupt the current balance. This is just wishful thinking.”

"No, no, no, this is really important." Cuomo emphasized: "We need the Hutton family, but the Hutton family does not need us. Even if the worst happens, those dark descendants are connected with secret societies and unions, and it will not affect their business. People can choose not to travel and recover from illness, but there will always be people who need housing."

"Do you suspect they have ulterior motives?"

"No, but they paid too little and took too much. Although the ultimate goal of the Druids is contrary to ours, they have many warriors. If we can pay a small price to let them deal with the dark descendants and secret societies in the city, we can make up for the current shortage of manpower, and we can also recover some benefits through negotiations afterwards."

Norris shook his head.

“They’ll come to us first.”

This surprised Cuomo: "I thought they were just here to talk business."

"They come to Weiodi to seek economic and political support, and they need to demonstrate their own value first - what makes them different from many associations." Norris said calmly: "In civilized society, we usually measure a person's value by the amount of tax paid, but in special moments, force is also put on the table."

"The doctrinal flaw of prohibiting the use of currency has prevented the core members of the Druids from intervening in the political core. They can only find their own spokespersons. Threats don't work for this kind of connection. They need volunteers. They need to convince us."

"Now is a perfect opportunity to clear the monsters in the city. Although some of these dark descendants are also connected to the Druids, they are sponsors of the city's fusion faction and they will not hold back."

"Then we just have to wait for the meeting to end."

"No!" Norris suddenly thought of something, interrupted Cuomo, then paused for a moment and overturned his previous conclusion.

"No, we still need to contact them as soon as possible. I will go to them tonight. I just made a mistake. This is not a negotiation. A quick resolution will benefit all of us."