I’m Not Shouldering This Blame Chapter 159: Godfather
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The other side of the ocean.
The clock was ticking around. On a quiet night, the room was surrounded by cigar smoke, the bone china ashtray was gently knocked, and there were a few gray marks inside the white interior.
The fingers holding the cigar are long and thin, and the skin is a little loose and pale.
Wearing a large and delicate opal ring on the middle finger, the soft light that penetrates through the gaps in the curtains makes this golden emerald show a narrow and bright reflection in the dark, cold beauty.
The man's face is hidden in the dark night, the coat is hung on the coat rack in the room, only a silk gray shirt is worn, one hand is on the arm of the sofa, and the red light of the cigar is looming.
He brought the cigar to his mouth, when the door was slightly clicked.
"Come in." Italian.
The man’s voice is hoarse and full of magnetism, like a devil’s bewitching whisper, and every syllable is very beautiful. It can be heard from the voice that he is no longer young and has not reduced his charm. On the contrary, he has added a layer of voice. The confused tone of the unclear way made people couldn't help thinking about the true meaning of his words.
The door was pushed open, like light flowing into this dark corner.
The people who came in didn't even dare to lift their heads, and stooped tremblingly and said, "Those weird book wearers are dead. We have found a man who has lost his memory. He said he didn't know that in November last year. Everything that happened after that, Mr. Morenza, do you need to talk to him in person?"
The man waved his hand, but he didn't speak.
A black bodyguard in a suit standing at the door and wearing sunglasses turned his head to the side and listened to a few words while holding down his headset. Then the bodyguard walked into the room and whispered: "The man is awake."
The cigar was pressed heavily into the ashtray, and the flame went out.
The man opened the drawer in front of the desk and took out a black semi-automatic pistol from it.
The bullet has been loaded in the barrel, and the slender fingers set the safety gear to s, and then stuffed it into the holster at the waist.
Mr. Morensa’s nephew, received his home recuperation from the hospital two weeks ago. It is only one floor away from this smoking room. Wolf Morensa suddenly checked his gun and Taking it with him in a safe place, and Wolff's change of expression after hearing the news made the people waiting at the door frightened.
——Does this East Coast godfather plan to kill his nephew?
Federico Morenza is a supernaturalist who was rescued from the Mexican border by supernaturalists loyal to Wolfe. This incident involved a secretly pursued by the U.S. government named "Johnson Brown". "But now that boy has disappeared. Federico suddenly "worsened" ten days ago and was on the verge of death. This point of time coincided with the time when the book piercer died suddenly, despite the order of Wolf Morensa. It is forbidden for everyone to talk about this matter, and everyone still has their own guesses.
The existence of the book wearers, their origins, and their fate are not secrets here. In light of the relevant circumstances, everyone began to suspect that the king of the nation's music scene was also "occupied" by others. This is a big deal!
"Mr. Morenza, please calm down!" Outside Federico's room, the personal doctor of the Morenza family took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"The patient just woke up, it is easy to confirm the identity..."
Wolf was not in the mood to listen to him, and motioned for the bodyguard to open the door.
Federico was lying on the bed. He found that his wrists and legs had restraints. Usually such things were to prevent the patient from aggravating his injuries due to random movements. Of course, psychiatric hospitals are also used frequently. Federico can't remember what happened to him for a while, how could he use these things.
The nurse remained silent and refused to talk to him, Federico vaguely felt what had happened. This is his uncle’s house. The decoration of the room is familiar, and the medical staff have no faces...
Wolf appeared in front of the door, and Federico was relieved.
As long as it wasn't for his uncle's accident, being put in jail, or being assassinated by his enemies, the trouble is limited.
"My dear boy, how are you feeling today?" Wolfe is a decent Italian man with a high-definition suit cut to fit, and his untidy maroon hair has a distinct texture. He bowed his head and kissed Federi. The forehead is grammed, and the movements are soft, no different from an elder.
Federick smelled the faint scent of the premium cigar on Wolfe's body, and his tight nerves slowly relaxed.
"...to be honest, not so good." Federico pulled his arm and motioned to the restraints that were in the way.
"Do you still have an impression of what happened twelve days ago?"
Wolf sat down in front of the bed. He spoke with a gentle manner, but looking at his face and listening to his voice, people's thoughts would always be taken away involuntarily.
Even if someone has awakened, after being grasped by Wolfe's hand, he will see the scars exposed under the cuffs of the shirt, and there are regularly distributed cocoons on the fingers. It is difficult to break free if caught, especially enveloped. Under Wolf's gaze, even his breathing would become quicker, and people with a guilty conscience would have cold sweats and trembling all over.
Federico wasn't scared, he intuitively told him that the problem was with this question.
His injury is not serious. After being escorted by Wolfe's subordinates to the United States, he received better treatment and examination. The sequelae of forcibly detoxification are the most concerned. Why is Federick having a headache explaining Johnson to his uncle? Regarding the youth, before he could say a word, he suddenly——
Federico paled.
The severe headache, as if the soul was about to be pulled away from the body, was so painful that I fainted. After waking up, I selectively forgot the damage, and didn't remember it until I carefully cleared the memory.
"Am I under attack?" Federico asked uncertainly.
Wolf sees everything he does.
"Almost."
"Who?" Federico doesn't remember the classification of psychics in the original, but both Balrog and Devourers can use mushrooms to travel to the United States. Federico can't fully believe the original.
"The danger has passed."
Unexpectedly by the doctors and bodyguards, Wolfe actually wanted Federico to cover up the truth.
"No, this matter is very serious. In the real world, the ability person can also attack ordinary people, this time it is me, next time it may be uncle, ordinary people can't compete with the ability person."
Federick looked anxiously as Wolf untied him.
"There are no more abilities." Wolf stood up, and put his hand to his waist inadvertently.
The crowd followed their breathing for a while, lest Wolfe took out his gun in the next move, and quickly removed the insurance, ending a life within three seconds.
They know that the book wearer caused some people's anomalies, that the book wearer occupied some people's bodies, that the corpse was violently killed by the borrower, and that the living person lost a memory. Federico has no signs of amnesia, but the symptoms he and those who wear the book have at the same time, in fact, such a superstar Federico, suddenly a teenager without guardian, fled to the border of Mexico, and was forced to get addicted to drugs, why? It's weird to think.
Whether the person in front of them is Federico Morenza, they have their own opinions.
However--
The real Federico Morenza, the child who died at the age of seven, is not the same as the "Federico" in their hearts. Only Wolf knows this mess.
Wolf was in a complicated mood. Before pushing the door open, he thought about what to do if he faced an adult Federico whose IQ memory remained at the age of seven.
——That is his real nephew, real relative, although he hasn't seen that child a few times, he said that feelings are not even talking about, and the truth cannot be denied.
Wolf only rejoiced for Federico's survival for a minute after hearing the news that the book wearers were dying. Soon I fell into greater doubts.
Aren't Federico with those people?
Or "Federico" has left, and another person has taken over his nephew's body?
Before Federico woke up, before this door opened, everything was unknown.
At this moment, Wolfe, standing in front of the bed, has an answer. No one can pretend that "Federico" is not discovered by him.
His nephew, the seven-year-old child, is really dead...Even though he was holding the corpse and confirmed that the child stopped breathing, under the influence of repeated magical events in this world, Wolf still controls Can't help but imagine that possibility.
That possibility did not appear, and no worse situation was found. Federico was still "Federico", Wolfe's expression remained unchanged, but his feelings in his heart were very complicated.
He looked at Federico and imagined that the child grew up, and he felt that it was not Federico’s appearance at all. Different people, different encounters, even the same body, will eventually have very different temperaments. do not.
Wolf knew many things about Federico, not Federico said, but he guessed it.
——Before he became his nephew, this man was a singer who yearned for the Grammy Award. He was very familiar with the music scene and knew nothing about the upper class. He paid attention to physical examination, was very good at taking care of others, and knew what kind of What kind of relief can people receive? Summed up with these characteristics, Federico’s previous life was not a secret here at Wolfe.
"Recover well, don't think too much, the abandoned world has disappeared." Wolf turned and prepared to leave the room.
Federico was shocked.
The timeline of the original book is less than one-tenth away, is it gone?
He subconsciously thought of Johnson, and found that it was good that the young man was no longer the secret weapon of the American Supernatural Agency, he didn't need to be trained, and he didn't need to be involved in so many battles and political interests.
"No, Johnson was taken away by mushrooms!"
"..."
Wolf's face turned from sunny to dark. He didn't have the slightest affection for the troublesome kid, and even shot Johnson with one shot. Federico almost lost his life because of Johnson. Even if he didn't die, is it so easy to quit drug addiction?
Guarding shortcomings, the attribute of being unreasonable, is probably a common problem of the underworld godfather.
"The kid is in China. The government got the news that they applied for repatriation to China." Wolf said with a sullen face, "Before the abandoned world disappears, China will not agree. Now it is hard to say. "
The ability person who has lost the ability is not worth a dollar.
All countries are speeding up the restoration of construction. Aircraft fuel is also an important material, not to mention flying over such a long voyage across the Pacific. If China refuses to send the plane and the United States refuses, then it is not a problem of repatriation. Johnson can only continue to stay. in China.
Thinking of this, Federico sighed.
"Uncle, there is something we need to talk about."
As for the children of the person with the ability, it is very likely that they will get the ability again after more than ten years.
No one cares about the underage protagonist for the time being, but it cannot be denied that this is possible. Federick thinks that whether it is for Johnson or his uncle's power, this problem is very serious.
Wolf asked everyone to leave the room, leaving only the two of them.
After listening to Federico's words, the godfather rubbed the opal ring on his finger and asked without emotion: "So, it's better to get that kid back?"
Federico nodded.
Wolf gave him a deep look, then left a word and turned to go out.
"I will find a way."