stand-in creed

Since there was no remark, Nero didn't know what kind of person this Polbo was, but he still dialed.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

Nero waited minute by minute.

After about 15 seconds, the other end of the phone was connected.

"uh-huh."

A thick man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

For some reason, Nero felt that the voice of this man named Polbo was very three-dimensional, and even vaguely echoed.Just snorting lightly, is full of aura like that.

But then, the words of this man named Polbo were beyond Nero's expectation.

Boer Bo said: "It seems that that fellow Zcalo has already been killed by you."

Nero raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Bolbo seemed to be eating, his mouth was sizzling, and then he licked his fingers again.

Immediately afterwards, Polbo said leisurely: "It seems that you are quite a good stand-in messenger if you can get rid of Sha Lei and Zikairo in just one day, so the question is, what is your purpose? Wealth? Power? Or illusory justice?"

"Sounds like trying to recruit me? Did I kill you two?"

"The dead cannot be resurrected. The past cannot be changed, but the future is determined by the living. The living must learn to look forward in order to survive better, for example - greater interests. Say what you want , the mysterious stand-in messenger, if the conditions are reasonable, the matter of Sha Lei and Zikairo can be ignored, and we will be a family from now on."

Sounds like a fairly well-established cadre in Enthusiasm.

Nero didn't ask him if he had the right to make decisions, and he didn't plan to join this gang, so he just started swearing

"Lazio."

"……What did you say?"

"I said, I want the entire Lazio region including Rome!"

"impossible."

Polpo naturally refused.

But immediately Polpo looked at the gesture of the policeman outside the glass window, saw that the policeman indicated that the tracking of the mobile phone signal was not over, so he continued.

"Your tone is too loud, it is impossible for the organization to let a person who does not have any "contribution" gain such a large territory.Don't say that I don't have the power to agree, even the only boss with this level of power will not agree! "

"Then how much can you give?"

"For the sake of the strength you showed by defeating Shalei and Zikero—half Rome. Half of the profits in this half Rome, including all casinos and hotels, will be handed over to the organization, and you can collect the other half yourself." Come on, this is the "price" that the organization offers you. "

"let me consider it."

"No problem, call me after you think about it."

Seeing that the police officer signaled that the mobile phone signal had been located, Bo Erbo hung up the phone with a snap.

After hanging up the phone, Nero touched his chin.

"After talking for such a long time, if they are efficient enough and have equipment at hand, it should be enough to locate "the signal of this phone", right?If the power of enthusiasm is strong enough, members of the organization will come here to investigate and come to me with new clues.

"Don't let me down, enthusiastic technical skills."

Chapter 12 The Gangs of Naples Part [-]

After hanging up the phone, Polpo had a mocking smile on his face.

While tasting expensive red wine, the huge gang leader looked at the prison guards outside the glass window.

"Where's the location?"

"It was between the Colosseum and the Arc de Triomphe of Constantine in the southwest. Afterwards, the battery of the mobile phone should have been removed, so it was impossible to continue tracking."

"What about the mobile phone signals that coincide with each other?"

"No."

"The guy who doesn't leak water, it seems that the "ordinary" method can't find this person. "

Muttering like this.

Polpo made another phone call, and about 5 minutes later two figures appeared in the cell.

The young man walking in front has dark blue curly hair, and the appearance of sexy lace lingerie can be vaguely seen in the white cardigan top.As for the young man behind him, he was wearing a navy blue open top and trousers, with a dark purple star pattern directly above his light purple hair.

"Here we come, Bruno Bucciarati, Leo Apache."

"Mr. Polpo."

"..."

The gang named Bugarati and Apache bowed seriously to Polpo behind the cell.

Polpo took another sip of his wine: "From yesterday to today, two stand-in messengers of the organization in the Rome area were killed one after another. According to the traced "Mario Ziquero's mobile phone signal", the place where the prisoner last appeared Between the Colosseum and the Arch of Constantine to the southwest, the time is... 37:[-], just before I called you.

"time.

"Place.

"Find him out, give him a little bit of trouble to let him understand the strength of the organization! Then decide whether to spare his life or execute him based on the other party's answer."

"...the other party's answer?"

"Half of Rome, this is the price I offered on the phone. If he agrees to the price, then he will be absorbed as a member of the organization. If he does not agree, this guy who is aggressive will be "executed". The specific situation You, who have been there, judge for yourself—this is the "trust" I give you, Bugarati.

"Considering that Leo Apache's ability is not suitable for combat, and the opponent has the ability to kill two substitute messengers in a short period of time, I allow you to select another person to protect Apache. "

"Can only take one more person?"

"That's right, bring one more person at most. Pannakoda Fugo, Gedo Mista, and Naranja Gilka, choose one more person from your team to go with you. Although I can't tell you the specifics, However, the organization has recently become a little unstable, and I would have a headache if all the substitute messengers from Naples came out."

"I understand."

Bugarati nodded.

Immediately, a file was delivered from the delivery window in Polbo's cell.

It is said to be a file, but it is actually just a piece of A4 paper with a few simple words written by Polpo, which records the information that Mario Ziquero reported to Diablo earlier.

Bugarati browsed quickly.

"...Water Shuriken like a Japanese ninja?

"...I don't know how to develop the ability to achieve the hiding technique?"

Although not very clear.

But from these few files, Buccarati has such a feeling——

Not reliable.

Immediately Bugarati and Apache bid farewell to Polpo and left the prison.

The two were walking on the streets of Naples. A blond boy with three turbo omelets was leisurely tasting a cone, enjoying the gentle sea breeze from the Mediterranean Sea, passing by two gangsters.

Return to the hotel where the seat is located.

Fugo was teaching Naranja how to do math problems seriously, while Mista was leisurely enjoying strawberry cake.

Buccarati glanced back and forth between the three of them, and then said: "Mista, take a trip to Rome with me and Apache. Fugo, I will entrust you with the work in Naples during my business trip." Naranja, during my absence, Fugo's words are "commands" that must be obeyed even if you die, do you understand? "

"Huh? On a business trip?" Mista was taken aback.

"... Nalanja and I stay behind?" Fuge glanced at Nalanja, feeling that he would be very tired next time.

"Put it on me, Bugarati!" Naranja patted his chest earnestly.

Bugarati didn't speak.

There is no need to say anything more, although these subordinates have various problems, but they are all subordinates and family members who are enough to entrust their lives, all he needs to do is to trust them.

"Hurry up, Mista."

Apache yelled at Mista, and followed Bugarati out of the restaurant, and Mista immediately followed.Without any delay, the three-person team immediately drove towards Rome.

The distance from Naples to Rome is 227 kilometers.

Estimated driving time is 2 hours and 21 minutes.

In the car, Bugarati seriously told Mista the simple information he got from Porpo.After more than two hours of driving, the three of them arrived in the city of Rome at almost noon, and continued to move towards their destination, the Colosseum.

"The Colosseum...the Arc de Triomphe...that's over there, right, Bucciarati?"

Mista on the co-pilot looked not far away with binoculars.

Bugarati nodded.

"In terms of intelligence, it's this generation—is there anyone suspicious, Mista?"

"The words of the suspicious person..."

Mista carefully observed the street.

A cool blonde girl.

A fiery red-haired girl.

A tall and cold brunette girl.

"...It's all suspicious."

"I'm a little suspicious of your definition of "suspicious", Mista. "

The corner of Apache's mouth couldn't help twitching twice.

Immediately, he directly leaned over to avoid the telescope from Mista's hand and looked at himself.

The guy at the roadside ice cream shop.

Foreign tourists snapping photos.

An ordinary office worker in a hurry.

"..."

Apache fell silent.

Mista yawned: "I'm right. Everything is suspicious, right? There's nothing I can do about it. A substitute messenger won't write things like "I'm a substitute messenger" on his face. "

Apaki couldn't help but reminded: "The problem is that Polbo's information said that the enemy is a "male". You were clearly staring at the women who came and went, Mista? "

"What if the enemy disguises himself as a woman!"

"!@#￥%..."

Apache felt his blood pressure was a little high.

Finally, Bugarati couldn't stand these two guys anymore: "Go and investigate directly, investigate in a fair manner. According to Polpo's information, the enemy is not a long-distance stand-in messenger, and the range is only short-to-medium range. When there are three of us, even if we notice that we are investigating, we should not dare to step forward easily, right?"

"That's right, if the enemy is really stupid enough to charge forward in the face of three stand-in envoys..."

The corners of Apache's mouth twitched.

Mista also slowly showed the purple revolver in his hand, and the ghosts of six little yellow men slowly emerged from the magazine.

"...Let him experience the strength of the Naples gang."

Snapped.

The door is open.

Three figures exuding the aura of "gangster" from head to toe left the vehicle and set foot on the ground of the city of Rome together.

Chapter 13: Gangsters of Naples II

Arch of Constantine.

Built in 315 A.D. to celebrate Constantine's victory over his mighty enemy Maxentius and unify the empire, this triumphal arch is the latest of the three extant triumphal arches in Rome.This Arc de Triomphe is located in the southwest of the Colosseum. The magnificent reliefs inside and out have been remnants of the past thousand years, but they still stand in the wind and rain to witness the glory of Rome.

At this moment, the three of Bugarati searched near the Arc de Triomphe.

Looking at the Arc de Triomphe behind him and the Colosseum in front of him, on the bench not far away, gradually hidden in the eyes of the unnamed Nero Zeppelin in the wind, Apache took a deep breath .

"—Melancholy Blues!!!"

A pink-purple humanoid double appeared beside Apache.