Mr. Consultant

Xavier finally called the nurse and turned Giuseppe's bed around after the consultant's nagging complaints.Giuseppe was amused by his obedient appearance, and he began to mock heartlessly, but then he was in so much pain that he had to ask the doctor to increase the dosage of painkillers.

The doctor looked at the two of them as if they were crazy, and couldn't figure out where the blond man had the courage to make him talk and laugh calmly after he could turn around before the gate of hell.He also couldn't understand the relationship between these two people. He heard that the young man was the patient's boss. However, why hasn't this kind of unscrupulous subordinate been fired so far?

Besides, after all, he could always see something different from that young man's actions.For example, although he is acting so calm at this moment, in fact, before the blond man wakes up, he will go to the office to ask for news ten times a day.Moreover, he also used his unknown connections to summon the best doctors in the hospital, and even asked the dean to personally ask about the condition of the blond man.Not only that, but those big figures in Chicago who came to visit these two days ago also packed the room, almost even more tidy than what appeared on TV.The doctor doubted their identities from the bottom of his heart, but he had no evidence, and he didn't dare to get involved with them without authorization.

But Giuseppe, the advisor, was ignorant of any of these ideas.Still domineering, he ordered the young master to bring him glasses, and then pretended to read the newspaper.Of course, with his current position lying on that side, reading newspapers is really quite strenuous.But Giuseppe didn't care, he was a bit vicious in his heart, and he took pleasure in fooling the young master.

So Xavier had to hold that latest copy of the Chicago Sun-Times like a sculpture.Then, while looking out the window, he couldn't help but start to lose his mind.He thought of what happened in front of the flower shop that day, thought of the blood soaking his suit, and it affected some other emotions.

He knew a long time ago that people who work in their line of work rarely have a chance to die, and most of the unlucky ghosts will die in assassinations, at gunpoint, or for inexplicable reasons.If that day, if Giuseppe's luck were any worse, if the roads were any more busy and congested, if the doctor was any more cowardly and incompetent, his advisor would have left him forever, never to be seen again.

He didn't feel too much about Don Barone's death. After all, the old man was old and sick. Death was a relief to him.But Xavier couldn't accept Giuseppe's departure. No one knew how much courage he mustered at that time to suppress all the panic and fear like self-hypnosis.He knew that he had to preside over everything, and he had to be calm enough, cruel and wise enough to prevent this kind of disaster from spreading to the corners of the family.

He thought he could forget about it, pretend nothing happened, and continue his work quietly.But he didn't expect that these fears had intensified right now, appearing in his dream thousands of times.It seems that now, when he saw Giuseppe enduring the pain, he realized the extent of all this belatedly.

He began to realize that their lives are actually a very limited, even short period of time, and there is a great probability that they will end somewhere somewhere without knowing when.At that time, his damned stupid love, his unspeakable impulse will all be wiped out, leaving no trace in the vastness of the world.He was a little scared, worried that if he hid his words in his heart at this moment, he might no longer have the opportunity to talk to each other tomorrow, and never have such an opportunity.

Xavier paused, his heart beating wildly for no reason.Although he felt that it was a little out of place, without the background of roses and candlelight dinners, but there was a reason for the incident, and there was no room for redemption.Besides, he wasn't proposing marriage, and he didn't need to make it too exciting. He just wanted some dispensable peace of mind, a reason to keep himself in hell.

He felt that this was somewhat selfish, and somewhat sorry for the consultant's nerves.But forget it, did Giuseppe consider his nerves?His splattered blood, weak breathing, and messy lilies, didn't they give Xavier a bit of a nightmare impact?

The young master thought of this and looked into Giuseppe's gray-green eyes.He felt that he should act more seriously, acting as if he was discussing a business with the consultant.Because he knew that Giuseppe would be patient only when he heard the sound of money colliding.

Xavier has nothing to do about it. He may not know the personality of the consultant, but he must be aware of the consultant's problems.After all, with Giuseppe's hysterical temper, Xavier extremely doubted that after he made this inappropriate confession, he would pull out the tube and fight himself desperately.

Giuseppe should absolutely not allow Xavier to have love for him. They can have sex and do anything else, but there has never been such a thing as a lover among the options for these relationships.Xavier knew that Giuseppe instinctively hated any feelings that would interfere with his work. He was born for the family, and he had been working for the family all his life, instead of being able to fall in love leisurely and talk about some romantic topics.

Forget it, let's not talk about it.

Xavier was suddenly a little frustrated, because he found that he could not replace the status of the report and the approval form in the heart of the consultant.Besides, what if Giuseppe leaves him because of this?The young master thought about it seriously, and felt that he couldn't bear this kind of risk, and he was glad that he didn't make a decision in a hurry.He felt that this matter needed to be carefully planned, to find out what the consultant was thinking, and even let him take the initiative to fall in love with him, this is the logic that should be there.

Hey, so people should not be too smart.

After all, Xavier couldn't even imagine that the consultant had actually admitted his damn love for him in his heart.Giuseppe just wanted to pretend to ignore it for some cowardly reason, hoping that he didn't notice this matter, so as to avoid encountering doubts about the confession similar to that young master.

And Xavier knew nothing about it.He fiddled with the newspaper in his hand, and then tried to find something else to talk to Giuseppe.He asked the reason why the consultant was shot. Although he heard the name of "Falco" shouted by the woman in red, he actually didn't know Giuseppe's past, so he couldn't draw any more conclusions. complete reasoning.

The consultant didn't seem to want to talk about it. After a long time, he said to the young master: "That's Mara, Mara Cortero..."

"Cortello?"

"Yes, Giovanni Cortero's daughter, the daughter of the unlucky one who I betrayed."

Giuseppe spoke slowly, but before the young master regretted it, he was immersed in a sea of ​​memories.He told Xavier how he had met Giovanni, and how he had been rewarded for escaping the hell in the Rue Bertoni.He also told Xavier how he was placed in a villa in the suburbs, and then how he seduced Giovanni, and then benefited from him.

"But things got out of my control... Giovanni fell in love with me."

Having said that, Giuseppe lowered his eyes, somewhat unwilling to face Xavier's expression.He knew that one day he would tell the young master about these things, but he wanted to bring these secrets to hell from the bottom of his heart, and wanted to maintain a false conclusion in Xavier's heart.

But he has no choice, he knows that some words must be said, and some things must be explained.Just as a believer will not deceive God in his heart, just as a moth will not tire of the fire in front of him.He said:

"Giovanni put me under house arrest in a villa and forbade me to have contact with other people. He tried to control me with sex, so that I could not leave him, so that I could only stay in his eyes. I don't believe in his magic... Although he was indeed magical to me in the past. He had power, he had money, and he had everything I didn’t have. But the moment his magic power disappeared, I realized why I had to rely on others to live? I can also be rich, and I can be powerful, and I can also make myself full of magic.

All it takes is one opportunity:

It's just unfortunate that that moment was Giovanni's life. "

After Giuseppe finished speaking, he quietly waited for Xavier's sentence.He expected the young master to be disappointed, disgusted, even hated.He had already accepted this result in his heart, he had gained too much from Giovanni's death, there was no reason not to pay a little price.

However, this may be the price he least wants to pay.

However, the young master remained silent for a long time. He had a lot of things to say, many of which hadn't even been organized into words.He regretted that he had brought up this meaningless topic, and regretted tearing off the mask of the consultant.He didn't want to see Giuseppe's scar, let alone the tragic reason under that scar.

Because in the final analysis, that was something he failed to protect.

In the end, he still gave up on himself, and concluded helplessly:

"Honey, we're not all that clean."

"Forget it, uncle's sweetheart, you have always been an optimistic and cheerful child."

Giuseppe laughed maliciously, because of this rather disgusting sentence.He felt that was enough, and even felt a little cheerful.He has not brought up this topic for a long time, and others regard it as his taboo.But sometimes, it's always better to say it out, not to mention that the one who agrees with him is his lover who can't speak frankly.

And just when Giuseppe finished speaking, Gustavo, the vicious-looking second in command walked into the ward.Fortunately, thanks to Xavier's reluctant care, the consultant can finally see the face of the visitor clearly.So he gently said hello to the second in command, and instructed Xavier to make a cup of coffee.

Xavier frowned, and knew that the consultant was going to dismiss him and say something important.However, he discovered in the past few days that Giuseppe is definitely a very important figure in the family, because in some respects, at this moment, the possibility of his getting rid of the crime is all in the hands of the consultant. .So he had no choice but to go out the door full of complaints, pretending to be helpful.

The second-in-command looked at Xavier's back, then scratched his head, revealing a chunky arm from the rolled up cuffs of his shirt.

"Counsellor, we've got the jury list. But it's a bad situation, and we don't have access to most of them."

Giuseppe was not surprised when he heard this. He knew that the Marshals in Chicago were not so easy to talk to.But he still has some considerations of his own, some methods of his own, and he is an expert in this regard.He looked at the wrinkles on the face of the second-in-command, and the painkillers made his mind a little cloudy.He tried to stay awake, and proposed to Gustavo:

"I'll give you some names, you tell Erwin, that Yankee congressman, to get these guys as soon as possible. They can pick people from the waiting list, and since some people can't be reached, let those who agree with us go to jury .”

"Giuseppe, I'm wondering why you can handle this kind of mess so easily? Thanks to you, I've been looking at those inexplicable documents that seem to be written in heaven these days!"

When Gustavo said this, he laughed lowly, and complained to him in a tone that seemed to be telling a joke.After a while, the second-in-command gradually put away his smile and said quite sincerely:

"Erwin, that guy seems to be very young. Is he reliable? If you need... Of course, if you need it, I can persuade those old things in the 'Big Garden' who are about to retire and have nothing to do. These people are in the court, just like the young master is sitting in the brothel."

"Fuck you, Xavier doesn't go to whorehouses."

Giuseppe was amused by his metaphor. Although he had heard about Gustavo's help in this matter from Xavier, he did not expect that the second-in-command would be so generous and sell him such a Great kindness.He paused, thinking that this was an opportunity, the brownstone building could not always be opposed to the "big garden", and Xavier could not always be the leader of the old city.After thinking about this, he immediately nodded in agreement, and thanked Gustavo for his kindness from the bottom of his heart.

But the second in command just looked at him fixedly, and then said:

"Sir, I want to confess to you... You know, I have been doubting your loyalty. After all, you have betrayed Maldini, and I am worried that you will betray us in the same way. However, the young master told me that you Before he fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss, I have been asking him about exoneration. Without your arrangement and your opinion, I can't imagine what the situation of Barone would be like now. Giuseppe, I would like to You pay a personal tribute, and on behalf of the Great Garden, we all salute you. You are a man, sir, and a man to be admired."

The tip of Giuseppe's nose was inexplicably sore. He had actually given up the understanding of those old-school characters. He stubbornly protected his young master, ignoring all other people's words.But now, even though he knew that there were more high-sounding elements in it than sincerity, he still felt moved from the bottom of his heart.He felt that his efforts had been rewarded, and his distress had been forgiven.As well as the pride that Xavier had nowhere to say, they finally got recognition, attention, and praise.

That's enough.

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Volume Five: The Great Garden