It was raining outside the window, and Sawada Tsunayoshi felt as depressed as the rain outside.
I asked my subordinates to check whether the gems were swapped, but another subordinate of mine gave me the real gems. What should I do? Waiting online, urgent.
This string of words flashed quickly through Sawada Tsunayoshi's mind.
He tried hard to maintain his composure and resisted the urge to twitch his lips.
"I see," he said, preparing to send Lei away.
After all, there was another Novant in the room.
But when I put it this way, it always feels strange... It's like when I'm having a tryst with my lover and my other boat comes knocking on my door.
...Wait, why does he think so? Is it because he has read too many topics of this and that when writing light novels?
He was strangely silent for a moment, but this gave Lei the wrong signal.
The young man thought for a moment, then he put his hand on the windowsill and prepared to climb in.
"Wait what are you doing?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't have time to think, he closed the window with one hand, trapping the young man in the middle.
Lei put one hand on the window that was closed by his boss to avoid being stuck, and blinked innocently.
"What..." He paused for a moment, then answered honestly, "I found some traces at the scene. Do you need me to come in and describe them in detail?"
Ah this.
Logically speaking, it is necessary.
Sawada Tsunayoshi was startled and looked around, trying to see where Novan was hiding.
That child has always been smart, he should be able to hide it well, right?
No, but what if he hears Lei's voice and comes out of hiding? That's what that kid would do.
Mr. Godfather, is subtly caught in a tangle.
Lai frowned slightly. It was very rare to see his boss looking so hesitant, which forced him to think on his own.
Wait, what are you thinking about?
Tsunayoshi Sawada felt that he couldn't let Lai think any further.
I feel like if I let him think naturally, something unexpected might happen.
However, before he could open his mouth to chase the guest away, there was a knock on the door.
"I think I have a guest." He said calmly, "You should go back first. I will explain the details after returning to the safe house."
As he said this, he turned around and prepared to open the door.
Although Lei felt it was strange, he was still prepared to be a "good subordinate" for the time being, so he nodded and prepared to leave.
However, when he turned around, the footsteps of the patrol boat crew rang in his ears.
The black-haired young man tilted his head and thought for a moment, then he nimbly flipped in before his boss opened the door, and even had enough energy to help him close the window.
His boss's room was not much different from his own. He took a quick glance around, saw a closed closet on the right, and quickly sneaked in.
This part took a long time to talk about, but it actually happened in just a few seconds. When Sawada Tsunayoshi heard the voice and turned his head, he saw a black figure sneaking into his closet.
Wait, didn't I tell you to leave?!
The next moment, something even more terrified happened. A door in Lei's closet suddenly "jumped", allowing the Godfather to judge that Novan, who disappeared in the room, was not really gone, but... probably... was hiding in the closet.
The knock on the door sounded again in an urgent manner.
In this situation, he couldn't ask the two guys to leave the bedroom. Instead, the closet became quiet obediently, exuding the aura of "I'm quiet and I'm not noisy."
fine.
Sawada Tsunayoshi took a deep breath and opened the door tiredly.
"It is not gentlemanly to keep a lady waiting."
Standing at the door was an unexpected person, Bermode, posing as Chris Wynyard.
The woman with golden curly hair looked up and down at Johnny, who seemed a little depressed for some reason, and frowned.
"Why, you won't invite me in?"
The Godfather frowned slightly.
"Bermode?" he said, "What are you doing here?"
Bermode raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"Ah, what are you saying? Didn't we agree to come to see me tonight?" She leaned forward, breathing in and out at the godfather's side with an ambiguous breath, raised her red lips, and turned her head slightly to look at him, "Why, are you tired of me so quickly?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi: …
Even the Godfather, a femme fatale, took a step back in respect.
"I can't afford this kind of blessing." He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, trying his best not to think about whether Novan and Lei, who shared a closet, would fight in his poor closet. "Why, what's the matter?"
Vermouth raised his eyebrows and glanced around the room, which was roughly blocked by the Godfather.
"You won't invite me in?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi was silent for a moment.
Bermode then asked, "Or am I disturbing your enjoyment?"
Although she said that, her gaze towards the bathroom and back again was somewhat teasing.
This can't go on any longer, after all, Belmode is still the big star Chris.
So Sawada Tsunayoshi could only turn sideways and let the blonde woman enter his territory in a humiliating manner.
Seeing the other person sitting comfortably on the sofa, still some distance away from his poor closet, Sawada Tsunayoshi breathed a sigh of relief.
Let's deal with this as soon as possible and send Vermode away.
He thought and entered work mode.
"That's great. Tell me why you changed the original plan."
The Godfather, who had entered work mode, forced himself to calm down.
He lowered his eyes slightly, with a cold expression, which was quite intimidating.
The interaction between Bermode and Johnny Lungjia was not that great.
When Johnny was recruited by Gin, she was in the United States pursuing her acting career. By the time she heard about this rising star in the organization and wanted to go and see him, he had already gone to Italy alone.
After that, Yuanyuan met twice. Once was when they reported to the organization's boss together, and the other time was when the other party executed the traitor Quentin.
The first time, he left her with the impression of a reliable colleague, but the second time, he left her with the impression of a reliable colleague.
Seeing her silence, Sawada Tsunayoshi frowned - there were two guys in his closet who might start a fight at any time, so he had to deal with the matter here as soon as possible.
So the Godfather paused and called the other party's pseudonym again.
"Chris?"
Bermode came to his senses and smiled.
"Of course it was Boss's idea," she said. "You should be able to guess it, right? After all, I was originally planning to come here for vacation."
The following words should have been said in a somewhat coquettish tone, but because Vermode recalled some past events, her tone became a little stiff.
Sawada Tsunayoshi frowned.
But this is clearly not the right time to be a good colleague and care about the code name members of the organization.
He frowned slightly indifferently and gathered his cloak which had spread out due to sitting down.
"Of course I know about this," he could guess at random, but he didn't ask why Bermode did this, but why Crow did this.
When Vermouth saw him like this, he felt that his original fear had dissipated a lot.
Yes, compared to the cold and cruel Johnny in her memory, this Johnny who can get angry, is curious and inquisitive is closer to a human being.
So she laughed softly.
"Want to know?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi frowned and stared at her.
Then, Bermode laughed.
"It's a secret." She raised her index finger and placed it against her lips, leaving a fingerprint on her rosy red lips, a fingerprint that would make an admirer scream meaninglessly.
However, Sawada Tsunayoshi was not her admirer. He just stared at her with a frown, and finally, with the respect for women ingrained in his bones, he politely looked away.
"You are such an interesting man," said Bermode. "That makes me want to keep this secret even more."
"A secret makes a woman woman*."
fine.
Sawada Tsunayoshi felt somewhat helpless.
"But, this is something I think you would like to see." Bermode changed the subject and flipped his left hand, pulling out a red gem like magic.
It's a familiar looking thing.
Because there happened to be such a gem in Sawada Tsunayoshi's bag.
Although it has not been tested yet, based on his trust in Novant, he knows that the other party will definitely not hand over a fake to him, so there is only one option left - the gem in Bermode's hand is fake.
When Vermouth saw Johnny frowning and staring at the [Fire of Life] in her hand, her fear of this man dissipated a little.
"Yes, this is exactly the goal of our mission this time, the [Fire of Life]," said Bermode, staring at Johnny with green eyes, "I hope I can give it to you to keep before I disembark."
Sawada Tsunayoshi felt subtly guilty, but he pretended well.
After thinking for a while, he slowly raised his head.
"Really?" He rested his chin on one hand and leaned slightly against the chair. "But since you completed the mission, I'm afraid it's not easy to hand over the spoils to me."
A slight look of distress appeared on the Godfather's face. "Besides, there is no way to identify the gems now. If your trophy is fake, won't it be my fault later?"
Bermode snorted and laughed.
"This can't be a fake," she said. "I got the gem right after Tozawa Taichi got into trouble. It's impossible for someone to get it earlier than me and switch it."
Is that so?
But it really seems to be in his hand.
The Godfather pretended to be thoughtful, but he was actually thinking about whether to agree.
Assuming that the gem in his hand is real, then the [Fire of Life] in Vermode's hand must be fake. After the mission is completed, this problem will be immediately discovered on any moonlit night.
At that time, the organization will naturally go back and check all the people who were on the cruise ship that day. Who knows what kind of turmoil this will cause.
To be honest, although not all the people on this ship are good people, Sawada Tsunayoshi, who has always been criticized by his tutor for "having too much of a good heart", does not want this matter to become a big deal and pose a further threat to their personal safety.
So he would accept the gems and exchange them for the gems that Bermode gave him?
This feels really unfair.
And for him, it is not the best solution.
He wanted to...he wanted to get more deeply involved in the organization's research on the so-called "Fire of Life". Originally, this business was done by Rum, so he just thought it was an ordinary gem business.
But now thinking back, how could the second-in-command of the organization personally supervise an ordinary gem business? Researching the [Fire of Life] is probably the core of this so-called gem business.
If Rum hadn't started intervening in his business in Italy, and Crow hadn't wanted to balance the two of them, he probably wouldn't have had the chance to get involved here.
Although he seemed to be just thinking about it briefly, he was actually brainstorming for a while. After a while, Sawada Tsunayoshi curled his lips.
"Really?" He leaned back completely on the sofa, his hands folded against his chest, his feet in a rather bold posture, one leg bent and resting on the other leg. All he needed was a cigar to perfectly reproduce the appearance of a mafia boss that often appeared in some strange Italian movies.
When Vermouth saw him looking so relaxed, as if he had everything under control, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
The Godfather raised his lips gently with a gentle expression, but in her eyes he was no different from a devil.
"If there is a chance, I hope you can test it to see if the gem in your hand is the [Fire of Life]."
Belmode frowned.
"What do you mean?"
She did get the gem as soon as Tozawa Taichi got into trouble. That's why, even though there was no way to verify it, she was more than 80% sure that what she had in her hands was the real thing.
But the look on Johnny's face made her waver.
Seeing that although she didn't show any sign of worry, her micro-expressions revealed her hesitation, Sawada Tsunayoshi smiled and took out the ruby that Novan had given him.
"If the [Fire of Life] in your hand is real," he said slowly, the red gem gleaming in his hand enough to grab all of Bermode's attention, "then what is this one in my hand?"
That's a really good question.
Although he had experienced the vicissitudes of life and was an actor, and could be said to be someone who would remain calm even when faced with a catastrophe, the expression of Bermode suddenly changed.
She almost wanted to stand up, but reason overwhelmed her instinct and she was confined to the seat, leaning forward slightly, her eyes fixed on the gem in Sawada Tsunayoshi's hand like a hawk.
Finally, the female star sneered.
"Same question," she said, "even if I can't prove that the [Flame of Life] in my hand is real, how can you prove it?"
This should have been a difficult problem.
However, the Godfather sneered and walked to the window.
The sea breeze blew in from the window that was not completely closed, slightly blowing the dark red curtains behind the Godfather, as if they were an extension of his cloak, showing honor and power.
When Tsunayoshi Sawada came over, he remembered that there was a large closet with a special dangerous label (not really).
But he had already walked over, and the weather outside the window was also very good, with moonlight, so it was even more impossible for him to go back.
So he put on a cold face reserved for negotiation and pointed the gem towards the moonlight.
A tiny flame, which had been magnified by the camera on the drone, ignited inside the gem. Although it was indeed a small gem, both Sawada Tsunayoshi, who was holding it, and Vermode, who came closer with his arms around his chest, could clearly see the process of the flame glowing inside the gem.
The moonlight outside the window is actually not that strong.
However, seeing that Vermode's expression changed slightly, Sawada Tsunayoshi pinched the gem and secretly cheated.
Then, the flame that was about to wither seemed to have come into contact with fertilizer and came to life again. It was even more lively than the magnified projection, and it jumped happily inside the gem.
Vermode looked at the ruby under the moonlight and couldn't help but stretch out his hand.
But why would the Godfather let her touch this thing?
He took back the gem with a flip of his hand and looked at Vermouth with a smile.
"How?" asked the Godfather.
Vermouth, who was known as the "Thousand-Faced Witch" within the organization, bit her thumbnail subconsciously.
After a while, he threw his hands up as if he was disappointed.
"I understand." She didn't even need to check the gem in her hand, and put it behind her mind - after all, the generation of the flame just now was exactly the same as in her memory, even more stunning, which was enough to prove that the gem in Johnny's hand was indeed the [Fire of Life].
Thinking of the gentleman's expression and the punishment that would follow if he brought back the wrong [Fire of Life], Vermouth couldn't help but feel a chill.
"I lost." She said helplessly, looking at the Godfather with some frustration, "Tell me, what do you want?"
Having frankly acknowledged her failure, the Thousand-Faced Witch quickly changed her attitude and voluntarily accepted the situation and was killed - after all, the power of leadership fell completely into the hands of the Godfather.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that he is worthy of being the man who controls Italy.
And Sawada Tsunayoshi also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't you know what I want?" He lowered his voice and didn't think there was anything strange about these words. Instead, Vermouth, who had heard his suitors say these words in various places, had a subtle look on his face.
"You know that Rum and I have had a long-standing grudge," said Sawada Tsunayoshi, ignoring Bermode's strange expression, "so I hope to use this incident to get involved in Rum's 'business' - just like he hopes to get involved in my Italy."
Bermode's expression was subtle.
"'My Italy'?" She suddenly laughed, took two steps back and looked at this ordinary-looking young man with a broader perspective. In the end, she had to admit that there was a reason why he could become the power that controlled the world inside Italy. "Okay."
She stretched out her bare hand as an invitation.
"So we have reached a cooperation?" The blonde beauty tilted her head slightly, searching for a suitable word in her mind, "My... accomplice?"
This is indeed a somewhat ambiguous term.
Even though the Godfather was naturally lacking in some aspects, he subtly felt that something was not right.
Before he could react, the large wardrobe behind him suddenly moved.
Sawada Tsunayoshi secretly quits work mode after reaching a cooperation: !!
He suddenly stiffened, his brown eyes wandering, and he tried not to look at what was happening behind him.
However, he was not the only one in the room, there was also Vermode.
As a member of the organization, Bermode is not only a Thousand-Faced Witch who is good at disguise, but also a killer who has carried out many missions. Therefore, it was effortless for her to detect the existence in the closet.
Her expression became subtle.
"I was wondering why you weren't interested in me." The blonde said, "It turns out you're hiding a beautiful girl in a beautiful house... Sorry, this is a phrase I just learned recently, I hope I didn't use it in the wrong place."
Wait, what's the Golden House?
The Godfather, with his ears pricked up like a rabbit, had no time to stop the drama in Vermouth's mind that had already begun to howl.
"Forget it, since you already have someone, I won't bother you anymore." Bermode said, "Of course, the secrets of the organization cannot be revealed - I believe you still remember this rule."
Sawada Tsunayoshi finally figured out what she was talking about and pressed his temples with a headache.
"There's no golden house," he explained with a headache, "it's Lei inside."
After he finished speaking, Belmode's eyes widened and he even whistled.
"It seems I am disturbing you." After reaching a cooperation, Bermode was very relaxed and walked out of the door consciously, opened the door with one hand and teased, "Then I wish you and your boy fri
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