Lee Sin’s Bizzare Adventure Chapter 220: The Legacy of Diavolo

Want my treasure? ”

"If you want it, I can give it all to you, go find it! I put all the treasures there!"

Although this is not the original text of Diablo's "last words", its main content is almost the same as the famous saying above.

Now everyone who has read those last words knows two things:

1. The dark cloud hanging over the heads of all careerists has passed away with the old king, and the person who now occupies the throne is Li Qing, who is wanted nationwide since yesterday.

2. The boss left his inheritance, and everyone has the opportunity to inherit it.

And this legacy is

"The boss’s bank account?"

Li Qing read these last words carefully, and already had some bad premonitions in his heart:

"How much money does he have in his account?"

"More than just more"

Bucciarati’s solemn voice sounded from the side:

"The most basic survival issues have not been solved before, so I have never told everyone about this matter."

“If you want to control the entire organization, controlling and managing the technology group within the organization’s intranet can only play half the role.”

"If the intranet account is the throne that represents the identity of the king, then the boss's personal bank account is the treasury that supports the operation of this kingdom."

Like all rich people, Diavolo does not love money.

But in order to prevent money from corroding the pure and beautiful fighting spirit of the working people, Diavolo, like all wealthy people, is doing his best to reduce cadre bonuses and employee wages.

The organization developed in his hands like a legendary glutton, eating only but not eating.

In this way, after the passion organization has been operating at high profits and low costs for more than ten years, the accumulated cash surplus has become an astronomical figure.

Most of this number was stored in the personal account Diavolo opened with a false identity.

The amount of money above is unimaginable. Even the funds required for the operation of the organization must be withdrawn from this account regularly.

"That is to say"

"If we don't get this bank account, the organization we take over will be an empty shell with depleted cash flow, unable to pay wages, and will go bankrupt at any time?"

Li Qing finally figured things out:

Diablo does not only control this underground kingdom through the account on the organization's intranet.

He also has a firm grasp on money, the real lifeblood of a large organization.

But now, Diavolo threw away the money he had accumulated for many years, the gold pool that supported the operation of this underground kingdom, without any hesitation.

He packaged his personal bank account and the fake identity certificate that controlled the account into a huge treasure rarely seen in the world, and hid it in an unknown place in the country.

As long as you get this treasure, you can get the massive cash accumulated by the passion organization for many years.

"If you want to inherit my legacy, go to Venice!"

"Tomorrow morning at 6 o'clock, in the waiting room of the Venice train station, there will be the final clues about my legacy."

This is what he said at the end of his last words.

""

"This is obviously a monkey trick!"

Li Qing has huge doubts about the authenticity of Diavolo’s so-called last words:

"Now that guy is seriously injured and running away in embarrassment, he still has time to go to Venice to arrange a treasure hunt?"

"He clearly wants to make up a so-called treasure, so that we have no time to trace his current whereabouts."

"Not necessarily."

"This treasure is probably real."

Bucciarati pondered carefully:

"Although the organization has been taken over by us, there must still be some die-hard loyalists in the organization who are willing to sacrifice their lives for Diavolo."

"It may not be convenient for him to move himself, but if Diavolo gives orders to such a dead man, it will not be difficult at all to arrange such a treasure hunt in Venice."

"And more importantly"

"There is no need for him to cheat now."

"Not only must he not commit fraud, Diavolo must also leave a sufficient, authentic, and credible clue at the Venice train station so that people can truly believe the authenticity of the last words."

Diablo's prestige in the organization is too high.

The word boss is like an invisible mountain that can never be crossed, always standing in front of all organization members.

In the past ten years, those who have tried to challenge it, approach it, or even spy on it have all turned into withered bones in the grave in an extremely tragic way.

Diablo went to great lengths to make his persona an untouchable god.

So, something ridiculous happened:

When God speaks, no one is sure whether he is really God.

No one can be sure whether the last words that disappeared on the intranet are true or false.

Is the poster who calls himself boss really the boss himself?

That might just be a hasty farce staged by a rebel to confuse the situation, or it might even be a fishing post sent by the boss himself.

This is not impossible.

After all, the boss is a "god". How could a **** die?

If there were only such a painless last words, those rebels who have been suppressed by the boss's reputation for more than ten years may not dare to show up easily.

Like an elephant that grew up in a circus, even if the thin iron chain could no longer restrain its growing body, it did not dare to risk being whipped and try to break free.

So

"There must be something in Venice tomorrow morning that can be used to prove the authenticity of his last words."

“For example, that personal bank account that only the boss can access and control the financial power of the organization.”

"Only in this way can Diavolo make the careerists in the organization believe that he is truly dead, and that it is no longer the original invincible boss who leads the organization, but us substitutes whose abilities have been made public as soon as possible. , a 'stealer' without any deterrence or dominance."

Bucciarati analyzed the current situation carefully, his expression becoming more serious:

"The situation will be troublesome by then."

"Those careerists dare not challenge the bosses who are always hiding in the dark, but they definitely have the courage to compete with us who are completely exposed in the open."

"Ambitionists unwilling to be left alone will challenge the throne one after another. The mafia families and local forces that were once conquered by the organization will reappear in order to compete for a bigger cake, and the entire Italy will fall into chaos."

"unless"

He paused slightly and remained silent.

But Li Qing still keenly smelled the **** smell hidden in Bucciarati’s words:

"Unless we go to Venice now and kill all the ambitious people who are trying to 'inherit the inheritance'."

"Put out the flames of rebellion early before victory, and use their heads to intimidate those rebels who haven't had time to jump out."

"Just like Diavolo used to do."

"Almost."

Bucciarati took a deep breath.

The evil dragon has just been beaten away, and they "brave" have to play the role of the evil dragon.

Such a plot is very absurd.

But now they have to.

After breaking the old order, as challengers of justice, they must ensure that they can maintain a stable and orderly new order.

Otherwise, if the world becomes chaotic, the living environment of ordinary people will even be far inferior to that of the Diavolo era in the past.

"Venice"

Li Qing sighed helplessly:

"Looks like we have to go there."

This was a conspiracy and they had to go.

Even though they knew Diavolo was playing monkey tricks.

"Let me go too."

A very serious voice suddenly sounded in Li Qing's ears.

The speaker was Polnareff.

After healing his old injuries, this strange old man whose personality became joyful and cheerful, unknowingly returned to his original mature and steady temperament when talking about serious matters.

He said to Li Qing very solemnly:

"I have been fighting on this land for ten years."

"I can relate to the sheer sentiment that you want to fundamentally change this country."

Polnareff seemed to regard Li Qing and others as his companions.

Of course he can't just sit idly by when his companions are in trouble.

"Count me in too."

Just as Polnareff's impassioned voice dissipated, another extremely reassuring voice slowly sounded next to him.

Jotaro stroked the brim of his hat, hiding his sharp eyes under the dark shadow:

"Polnareff's fight is my fight."

"I will not leave easily until I find Diavolo."

"Great!"

Two powerful thugs appeared out of thin air, and Li Qing naturally agreed happily.

He didn’t say much polite words, but directly started preparing for the trip to Venice:

"Then, let's set off now."

"Speaking of which, the time is now close to midnight, and there are less than 7 hours left before 6 o'clock tomorrow morning"

"Time is precious, how about I ask Thomas to arrange a helicopter?"

The novice pilot Li Qing said eagerly.

"Flying again?"

Fugo and Mista took a breath of cold air.

"No more"

Apaji and Nalanjia are grateful for this.

""

Giorno and Bucciarati didn’t know what they thought of, so they fell silent.

"this"

Jotaro and Polnareff coincidentally recalled the prosperous years of their youth.

Recalling the trip to Egypt across the hemisphere, they answered in unison:

"No, not flying."

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