The young man was wearing a plain brown suit and had messy hair. His eyes were sincere, like those of beggars begging for food and rewards. It was hard for such eyes to make people defensive and alert, but Trist knew that it was this kind of person who would stab him from the back to the chest when he wasn't paying attention, and might even say something like "The Catania family salutes you."

"If I were you, I wouldn't be here playing my violin without chasing after the guy behind me."

Drizzt spoke calmly.

"No need, that's not my purpose."

The young man found a sofa and sat down, motioning for Drizzt to sit down as well.

"You may not remember my name, but it doesn't matter. My name now is Stone, Stone of the Catania family, and I am also the family's military advisor."

When he heard the name, Trist suddenly remembered something.

More than two years ago, during the "Madman's Mouth" incident, they rented a car cheaply from a car rental shop in Feidu, and this young man was in charge of collecting the bills at the shop.

At that time he was still called Stone.

"What do you want?"

Trist didn't know what price this young man paid and what method he used to climb here.

The gang's military advisor is someone who assists the gang boss in handling various daily affairs. Usually, such a person must be a blood relative of the family. An orphan like Stone is obviously not a relative of the Catania family. To be able to reach this position, he must be different from ordinary people.

Not to mention, the rise of the Catania family during this period was said to be related to their new military advisor. It seemed that this young man was far more powerful than Trist had imagined.

"I have no interest in what my immature sister likes to do. I heard you were investigating Dr. House's case?"

Stone crossed his fingers and placed them on the coffee table.

"right."

Trist couldn't grasp Stone's thoughts, so he just answered briefly.

"Relax, I have no grudge against that doctor. If possible, I would like to talk to him about my sister's fetish. I have no intention of stopping you from investigating."

Stone said calmly.

"In fact, I would like you to continue investigating, but please keep me informed of the progress of the case."

"Some of your men died in the same way as them?"

Almost instantly, Trist thought of what Lu Ban said, a doctor, a call girl, and probably a gang member, all died from this glass flower.

Now that Stone, the military advisor of the Catania family, has come to him and asked him to continue investigating and synchronize the case, he definitely doesn't want to play the detective game.

Combining these points, Trist immediately thought of this possibility.

"As expected of a great detective, amazing."

Stone laughed dryly, with no visible change of emotion. He waved his hand, and the thug beside him took out a paper document and handed it to Trist. It was a simple autopsy report and investigation.

"Flower of glass."

When Trist saw the picture of the corpse, he immediately understood.

This gangster's internal organs also bloomed like flowers, frozen here by the glass.

He looked through the autopsy report. The man had died a day ago, the night when Trist received the mission and met Xia. He was playing cards in the warehouse with a few people. He went out to the toilet halfway and didn't come back for a long time. Later, when other companions went to look for him, they saw him lying on the ground outside the warehouse in this posture.

From the time the deceased left until he was found, he did not make any sound that would attract the attention of anyone in the warehouse.

The deceased was a non-relative of the Catania family, which attracted Stone's attention.

"Our family has expanded rapidly recently. It is normal that some people are unhappy with us. I would like to ask you to investigate the murderer. For the safety of the Black Street, I think you will definitely not refuse, Mr. Drizzt."

Stone said in a deep voice.

"The safety of the black streets?"

Drizzt laughed sarcastically.

"Why? Ever since we have taken control of more than 70% of the underground transactions in the Black Street, don't you think the Black Street has become much quieter? Equal power leads to chaos, chaos leads to war, and war leads to death. Only an absolute force can make the entire Black Street peaceful, and only peace can lead to good business."

Stone doesn't mince words when explaining his thinking.

"Gangsters? Doing business properly?"

Trist felt that the gangs described by this young man were somewhat different from what he knew.

"Mr. Detective, you don't understand the mafia. Those who rely on coercion and inducement to get to the top are all low-level mafia. The Catania family was once that kind of mafia, but I think these mafia methods can only alleviate the problem temporarily. What I propose is a sustainable family business. We started with those banned things, but now we are also doing legal business and trading with bigwigs in the waste city. We set up schools and provide homes for homeless children. Tomorrow's charity gala is part of our fundraising."

Stone tapped his fingers on the coffee table.

"It is short-sighted to only think about gaining profits through illegal and high-risk means. A truly smart person knows how to make his wealth clean, beautiful and impeccable."

Trist looked at Stone, and for a moment he had the thought that this guy would definitely get along well with Lu Ban.

"So, Mr. Trist, we will not hurt you. As a detective, you have solved many cases for Feidu. Everyone trusts you. We also want to have a good relationship with you. This case involves a member of our family. I hope that the person who killed him will be punished. This does not violate fairness and justice, right?"

Stone smiled.

Drizzt looked at the autopsy report again.

"I need to check the body on site, and give me a record of this person's whereabouts in the past month, including who he met and what he ate..."

He handed over some information needed for the investigation, and after entering his own area, Trist became much calmer.

Besides, this young military advisor didn't seem to be that violent, at least towards Trist.

"no problem."

Stone stood up and shook hands with Drizzt.

"Having a great detective like you in Wasteland makes me, as an ordinary citizen, feel much safer."

“…”

Trist twitched his lips and watched the other person leave.

He thought about it and went back to the small room at the back of the music store.

The two people in the room were still sitting there smoking. It was unclear whether they really didn't notice the noise outside or were pretending not to know.

He glanced at the owner of the music store, said nothing, and left the store.

"Things are getting more and more complicated, but at least there is one more clue."

Trist sighed and prepared to go back to find Lu Ban and the others.