love brother

I know very well that there are some people in MASK who dissatisfy my commander in chief. This is human nature. Most of them are veterans who followed Barry to conquer the world.I allow them to go, but I hate people doing small things under my nose.

John is such a typical case.

"You know I hate it when people do things against my will that don't please me. You're using my boat to sell bootleg alcohol to America, and what's worse, I don't get a penny for you Take the risk."

I sat face to face with one of the top members of my party, and it wasn't a very friendly atmosphere, he was covered in blood and I was well-dressed.I'm questioning him about his private smuggling of booze.The United States just implemented the prohibition of alcohol not long ago. You must know that smuggling alcohol can make a lot of money.In fact, I just found out that someone used my boat to secretly do this kind of dirty and dirty business in a corner that I can't see.

John, whose mouth was full of blood, had a few teeth knocked out, and there was a sound of a balloon leaking when he was speaking at this time.

"Your boat? Don't be kidding, you are nothing at all, you are just a crazy dog ​​that Barry picked up!"

I blew a puff of cigar smoke into his face and he glared at me angrily, but couldn't move because his limbs were bound.

I sighed helplessly: "So you mean that you don't intend to listen to me, and you have no obligation to listen to me, right?"

He opened his mouth, in the last desperate struggle: "I mean, you have no right to catch me at all! Why did you catch me, you son of a bitch? Let Barry come and talk to me!"

There was a bit of patience to say the least, but when he said Barry's name, the remaining points were used up, and I felt that hearing Barry's name from him was sullying Barry.

"Okay, the conversation ends here. You are not qualified to meet him, you are not worthy." I patted my clothes and stood up, leaving the empty room with only two chairs.

After closing the door of the interrogation room and completely blocking the curses inside, I looked at my best friend: "De Cario, you know what I'm going to say, right?"

De Cario, who was guarding the door, saw me coming out, threw the cigarette butt in his mouth under his feet and stomped on it.

He smiled and said, "We are like a bust, brother, of course I know. Tomorrow morning, everyone will find that he drank too much and died in his own room, and no one will find anything wrong."

My tone was pitiful, but with a smile in my eyes: "Poor old John, may God bless him."

"May there be no more alcohol in heaven." He winked at his subordinates on both sides, several of them entered the room with "tools", and then he lit the cigar in my hand: "You smoke this now? "

I took a sip in front of him, a bit spicy: "I'm learning to be more like a godfather."

"Do you need a pair of sunglasses for you?"

I nodded kindly: "If you want to send me."

After handing over the matter to De Cario, I left. I am very assured of this friend's ability.

To be honest, I hate these old-fashioned old guys in MASK. They only care about the present and don't think about the future at all. It would be a good thing if they could make an example. MASK needs fresh blood, I want them to know they are not irreplaceable, never have been.

When I arrived at the Kemersia estate, the festivities had just begun.Celebrities from all walks of life, those elites from all walks of life who can't be said to be mentioned, whether to curry favor or congratulate, all came for Ryan.

Not long ago, he unsurprisingly won the election for the senatorial seat in this district, becoming the youngest senator ever, and his official career is bright.Of course, a small part of the votes was "fraudulent" by me using improper means, but Ryan didn't know it, and I didn't intend to let him know that part of the votes did not affect his final election result.

"Mr. Senator, congratulations." I greeted him decently and toasted him with champagne.

"Thank you." He took a sip of the drink in his glass, looked straight into my eyes, and said in an elegant and slow tone: "Without you, I cannot win."

When I froze, I always felt that he meant something.

Maybe... I was thinking too much.

After Amy left, it seemed that the whole manor was quite empty, and it had to be said that having children was a joy.I thought about the daily life when I was a child living in the manor with Ryan and my parents. Although Ryan always ignored me, I was very happy at that time. Our family often went out for picnics or horse riding outings.Compared with that time, this manor is much deserted.Although I really want to be by Ryan's side every day, but because I am busy with my respective careers and the design to guard against those who want to, I rarely stay in the manor, even once in a few weeks.

I treat every kiss with him as the last, because I don't know when he will wake up, like a time bomb, I really want to prevent the possibility of him detonating.

After spending the night at Kemersia, the butler respectfully and apologetically interrupted my conversation with Ryan when I was dining with Ryan early in the morning.

"Master, there is a policeman at the door who wants to see Master Ryan."

Ryan raised his eyebrows and looked at me: "Did you cause trouble?"

I probably knew what was going on, told the housekeeper to let people in, and then assured Ryan with righteous words: "Absolutely nothing, I swear!"

Two young police gentlemen walked in, their young faces were even a little nervous, maybe they were also very worried about taking away a senator's guests from his dining table.

"Mr. Ryan Lombardi, could you please walk with us? We need your assistance in the investigation."

I took off my napkin and asked in a friendly manner, "May I know what it is?"

The two police officers looked at each other, as if hesitating whether to tell me.

Ten seconds later, one of the policemen said, "Do you know John Nathan? He was found to have died of alcohol poisoning in his bathtub this morning."

Of course I do, I saw him yesterday.Moreover, the fact that Old John is a senior cadre of MASK is probably known to everyone in the Roman police station. Why are these public servants so hypocritical!

If they want to act, I can only act along with them.I made a sad face and exclaimed exaggeratedly: "This is really bad news. I have known him since I was a teenager. He is a good man!" I turned to Ryan: "I will go back with these two gentlemen." ,Don't worry."

Ryan may have guessed something from the conversation between me and the two police officers. He unfolded the newspaper and shook it, stopped looking at me, and only said: "Be careful."

I knew it was impossible for them to find any clues related to me. After asking a few innocuous questions as usual, I ran into two acquaintances when I walked out of the police station.One is Roman detective Richard Dubov, and the other is the university professor I saved that night!

"Mr. Lombardi, it's such a coincidence to meet you here." He also saw me and was "surprised" the same.

"Aren't you French, why did you come to Italy?" and entered the police station.

"It turns out that you two know each other. It's really a coincidence." Detective Dubov officially introduced me: "This is Andrew von Lemonchar, a professor of psychology at the University of Paris. He is here to assist us in our investigation For the Ripper case, by the way... get Mrs. Violet's body for burial."

I was surprised: "You still know that female liar?"

Andrew froze for a moment, then realized who I was talking about, and nodded awkwardly.

At this time, a detective chased out from the police station. After seeing Dubov, he was relieved and whispered something in his ear.

Dubov looked at Andrew apologetically: "I still have some things here, should you go to the hotel by yourself, or wait for me..."

I immediately interrupted him: "I can do it for you, no one in Rome is better than me."

I am so active because of two things. First, I am really curious about his relationship with Violet. Second, I am also curious about the progress of the Ripper case. I want to dig out some news from him.

Finally, I drove him to the hotel in my car.

"You and Mrs. Violet are..."

His eyes moved from the street outside the window to me: "She was my student."

"used to be?"

Andrew quietly seemed to be remembering something: "You call her a liar, you should know what she does for a living. She is very talented, but she is not used in the right way."

I agree with this 100%.

"You look very young, and you don't look like you can be her teacher."

He looked quite pleased: "Thank you, that's a nice compliment."

This is not a compliment. If Dubov hadn't confirmed his identity, I would have thought he was just joking when he said he was teaching at the University of Paris.

"I don't know where the Ripper case is going now?"

He wasn't fooled by me, he looked at me a little funny: "Are you trying to trick me?"

"Sorry." I shrugged, knowing there was nothing more to ask.

When he got out of the car, I also got out of the car out of courtesy and sent him to the door of the hotel.

When I was about to turn around and leave, he stopped me: "Mr. Lombardi, although he is a bit abrupt, I still have something to tell you." There was no smile on his face, and he was very serious: "Your brother seems to be Is my student's guest, has he been hypnotized and has not come out of it?"

My heart suddenly fell into the abyss, my hands and feet were sweating uncontrollably, my head was blank, and there seemed to be many emotions coming out, but there seemed to be nothing. I even forgot how to speak for a while.

"It seems that you know it." He sighed: "It's immoral to do this, and you shouldn't treat him like this."

My teeth were chattering, and I was almost out of tune. I walked up to him a few steps and yelled at him restrainedly: "What do you know?!"

Yes, what do others know?Except for me, no one can understand my struggle and despair for Ryan!Of course I knew it wasn't right, it was wrong!But if there is another way, why would I seek such a way!

He continued without changing his face: "Have you ever thought about his reaction when he suddenly heard the key words one day and woke up?"

The muscles on my face twisted uncontrollably, and I yelled at him: "This has nothing to do with you! I warn you not to approach him, or I will throw you into the river to feed the fish!"

In just a few minutes, we completely broke away from a harmonious relationship that can be called friends, and turned into a tense situation.

"He will hate you."

I really want to tear his mouth out!I clenched my fists tightly to prevent them from beating Andrew's pretty little white face involuntarily because they were too angry.

I tapped his chest with my hand, and said fiercely: "If this is fate, it is destined that he will wake up, and I will accept it. But if you want to intervene, you'd better find out if you have the ability!"

He glanced at my fingers, and seemed to regret my obsession: "Don't worry, after my student dies, he will only wake up when he hears the key words, and there is nothing I can do about it."

I gritted my teeth and spat out two syllables: "Very good!"

I don't want to admit that in the end I almost fled back to the Kemersia Manor in a panic.

Ryan wasn't there, and I drank a lot of wine, I don't remember how much, I just know that I ended up shaking into Ryan's big bed.I can only use alcohol to numb the fear in my heart. I don't want to recall Andrew's words, not a word.

"Yuni?"

When Ryan came back, I was sleeping like a dead body.I felt a cold air mixed with ice and snow coming from the other person's body, I leaned over, trying to warm him up with my body.

"You drank a lot."

I put my arms around his neck in a daze: "You're back, brother."

"What happened?" He ruffled my hair.

I suddenly wanted to hear him say I love you, so I asked him, "Brother, do you love me?"

"you're drunk."

Yes, I'm drunk and possibly insane!

"Don't talk nonsense!" I yelled out of control: "Do you love me?! Say you love me!"

He kissed my forehead, eyelids and corners of my mouth comfortingly, and said softly as if coaxing a disobedient child: "Yes, I love you. I have always loved you very much."

I hugged him tightly, using all my strength.I feel that all this is like a dream, Ryan will melt into light sand and float away from my arms in the next second, a sweet and terrifying dream.

"I love you too, brother." I was hoarse, as if weeping.