Skynet changed the list, just like a sudden storm without warning, which set off waves in the whole world for a time.
Although this mysterious and profound force rarely appears in the public view, its huge influence can be seen from the fact that it easily stirred the global situation.
The death of Abe Hanhai and Auschwitz, and the fall of the disabled anukawa to the altar are understandable.
Although it's a bit unexpected that Abe Xuanji and Cui pan join hands to be gods, it's also reasonable.
However, what Li futu didn't expect most was that Qin Yuyi actually "soared up" to the top of the sky list by leaping several ranks one after another.
He doesn't know whether it's because of Skynet's recognition of Qin Yuyi's strength, or whether it has a different intention.
After all, the number one or the half step emperor of heaven is a shining position in the world, but it is also easy to become the target of public criticism.
In harsey swamp at that time, senter, the king of deadly poisons, had no reason for his kindness. Li futu had a strange feeling that there was no trace to find.
In the dark, there seems to be a pair of eyes, has been watching themselves.
Or more precisely, those eyes stand in the place that the world can't see and observe the whole world silently
"Well, what are you thinking? So absorbed? "
A slight step accompanied by a call interrupts Li futu's thoughts, prompting him to recover from his thoughts. He turns to see he Caiwei coming.
"Mandal has a policy that smoking is not allowed on campus."
Sitting down beside the man, looking at the cigarette end between his fingers, he Caiwei kindly reminds him.
"Sorry."
Li futu apologized and immediately put out his cigarette.
He Caiwei smiles brightly.
"You haven't told me what you were thinking? I called you twice and you didn't respond. "
"Nothing."
He will not tell he Caiwei about the ups and downs of the world.
Ignorance is a blessing.
Let he Caiwei know these, for her, will not have any benefit.
"The police didn't trouble you, did they?"
Li futu accurately throws the cigarette end into the dustbin not far from the bench, smiles and quickly changes the topic.
He Caiwei was a little confused when she heard the speech, but she quickly reflected what the other party was pointing at. She shook her head and said, "no, I haven't seen the police, as if Han Han hadn't been to this school at all."
As an exchange student studying in mandar, Han Han died. Even if it was a basic investigation, the police should come to her classmate in Longguo to make necessary inquiries. However, it is unusual that she has not been affected in these two days. If she had not seen Han Han Han cut his neck and fell in front of her, she would not have thought that Han Han had an accident.
"By the way, who were those people that day?"
He Caiwei finally asked.
Obviously, Han Han's life is so peaceful after her death. It must be the "credit" of the people who killed Han Han.
"Italy."
Li futu did not hide and spoke softly.
"Black hands."
He Caiwei frowned.
"Are they black hands, too?"
Naturally, she has heard of the name of the black hand party, and she has not seen Cheng Ying return to school until now.
"The man with silver hair, they call him Godfather..."
He Caiwei opens her mouth suspiciously. She has a guess in her heart, but she is not sure.
Li futu nodded.
"Yes, the silver haired man you saw in the exhibition hall that day was the contemporary godfather of the Italian black hand party, Jane Seymour."
He Caiwei's eyes trembled.
She is just a girl from a poor family. How did she ever think that one day she could face a legendary figure like the godfather of the black hand party?
If you add the goddess Athena that you once saw in Greece
I'm afraid other people will only think that she is suffering from paranoia.
"You..."
He Caiwei's red lips are moving back and forth. She seems to want to say something, but she finally swallows it back and changes the topic.
"I'm sorry about Han Han. I didn't expect that he would be so vicious."
Although she was shocked to hear that Han Han bought a murderer at that time, she realized that Han Han's crazy behavior must be related to her.
"It's none of your business."
Li futu shook his head and laughed.
"Good and evil are always in one thought. You can never control other people's thoughts. I hope you don't feel too sad. "
"I'm not sad."
He Caiwei opened her mouth quickly, her voice was firm, and her head slowly nestled up to the man's shoulder."He got what he deserved and ate what he got."
If Han Han knows, he will not die in peace.
"Let's go."
After sitting with he Caiwei for a while, Li futu tries to get up.
"I'll take you to a place."
He Caiwei raised her head and asked subconsciously, "where are you going?"
Looking at the colorful sunset in the sky, Li futu squinted.
"Godfather's estate."
……
There is an old manor in the southeast of Versailles, which may not be as large as the presidential palace, but it is more luxurious.
Compared with the medieval manor, this manor has more security measures.
Sitting in the car, he Caiwei saw no less than three lines of strict defense. Although the men in suits with bulging waist are not as dignified and inviolable as the guards of the presidential palace, they have more deterrent power than others.
If you don't take a special bus, I'm afraid even a mosquito wants to fly in without permission.
When she got out of the car by pushing the door through the layers of defense, she finally stepped on the endless lawn. He Caiwei watched the old manor bathed in the last afterglow, and could not help muttering: "whip of you gatul."
Li futu gave her a look of inquiry.
He Caiwei repressed the ups and downs of her mind and explained: "whip of yougatul, this is the name of this manor. Our tutor has mentioned that this manor has gathered the essence of Medieval Italy's architectural attainments, and is a gem of the architectural world. It just can't bring us to visit. We can only understand its mystery from photographs and literature materials. Now it has become a godfather manor.
Li futu suddenly looked at this unique building.
"It has been the property of the Mafia since many years ago. In the west, private property is sacred and inviolable. Let alone Mr. mandar, even the Italian president can only flinch. This manor has not received guests for 200 years. "
"Sir, the godfather is waiting inside."
A man in a suit made a gesture.
"Please."