Apache made a lot of noise when fighting.
Not long after he defeated Mista, Bucciarati and others who were searching nearby hurried over following the sound.
“This?!”
Seeing the shocking large blood stains on Apache’s body, Bucciarati’s usually calm cheeks showed a slight fluctuation:
“Apache, are you okay?”
“It doesn’t matter.” Apaki skillfully tore open the blood-soaked clothes and simply wrapped the wound with rag strips: “It just looks serious.”
“That’s good.” Bucciarati breathed a sigh of relief before turning his attention to observe the ruins where a fierce battle had just taken place.
Soon, he saw Mista lying unconscious in the rubble after being hit: “Who is he?”
“I don’t know this guy’s name either.”
“But what is certain is that he is a substitute messenger.”
As he spoke, Apache briefly described how Mista had covered up for Li Qing and how he had fought with Mista.
“So is he Li Qing’s companion?”
Bucciarati stepped forward and leaned down, taking a closer look at Mista’s dazed and unconscious face:
“This guy is very faint. I’m afraid he won’t wake up for a while.”
“As a result, if you want to get information from him, you will have to waste a lot of time waiting.”
“But”
He pondered for a moment, then turned to Apache and said:
“Apache, replay this kid’s actions in the past twenty minutes with melancholic blues.”
“Since he is Li Qing’s companion, it is very likely that he had an encounter with that bald man twenty minutes ago!”
“I understand.”
“As long as this kid has met Li Qing, Melancholy Blues can indirectly find the “time” and “place” where Li Qing appeared during the replay. ”
“Once these two elements are clear, we can follow the clues to find Li Qing’s subsequent movements.”
Apaki immediately understood what Bucciarati meant.
So, Apache immediately ordered Melancholic Blues to transform into Mista’s appearance, and used the “fast forward” mode to quickly rewind Mista’s movements in the past twenty minutes:
A minute ago, he was sitting on the side of the road talking to himself.
Three minutes ago, he got up from the ground holding his slightly red and swollen cheeks.
Ten minutes ago, he fell on the road in a daze, as if he had just been attacked by someone.
Twenty minutes ago
“Uh”
Seeing the wonderful sight of Li Qing “borrowing” the motorcycle with one punch, Bucciarati and his group all had strange expressions:
“Hey, he and Li Qing don’t know each other at all!”
“Is this guy’s head broken? Why would he help a guy who stole his motorcycle and risk lying in front of Apache?”
Nalan Jia scratched his head and asked with some confusion.
Everyone was silent and no one answered this question.
Because they actually know the answer and help the good guys defeat the bad guys. Mista’s motivation is that simple.
And embarrassingly, they are the bad guys in this story.
“Okay, okay”
Bucciarati broke the silence and said directly: “Don’t waste time.”
“Now that you have found the target, let’s catch up with the replay of Melancholy Blues!”
“Understood.”
Apache soon changed the replay target of Melancholy Blues to Li Sin.
Then, he looked at Mista who was still unconscious and asked with some concern:
“Bucciarati, what are you going to do with this guy?”
“He seems to have nothing to do with this matter, so he shouldn’t use it”
Apaki hesitated to speak.
The passion organization is not a charity organization.
Bucciarati, who has a gentle attitude in front of ordinary citizens, has never hesitated to use inhumane violence when dealing with gang affairs.
If Bucciarati planned to deal with that kid as if he were “organizing an enemy”, then his end would be tragic.
“”
Bucciarati thought for a moment and replied: “Take him into the car!”
“Where do you want to take him in the car?”
Apaki asked bluntly.
Although it sounded ridiculous, he couldn’t help but worry about the fate of this enemy.
But Bucciarati did not answer directly.
He leaned down and lifted the unconscious Mista up from the ground, showing a different kind of tenderness in his slight movements:
“Don’t just throw unconscious people on the ground.”
“Take him to the car first. If it’s convenient, we can take him to the hospital to rest on the way.”
Following the trail of Li Qing leaving on his motorcycle, Bucciarati and his party drove to follow him.
Not long after they left this town that was almost in ruins, Bucciarati suddenly received a call from Polpo.
“Bucciarati, how is the situation?”
As soon as the call was connected, Bolbo asked straight to the point:
“Are the clues provided by those… accurate? Have you found any trace of Li Qing?”
“Found it.”
Bucciarati ignored the process and reported the results truthfully:
“We have the target’s traces and are now pursuing it.”
“If all goes well, we will be able to meet Li Qing in person soon.”
“Hahaha”
Polbo’s slightly shrill laughter sounded from the speaker of the mobile phone:
“Very well Bucciarati, you are indeed my most trusted subordinate!”
“Then let’s keep in touch and report to me as soon as we find the exact location of the target.”
“And”
He gave two instructions step by step, but his tone suddenly became much more serious:
“Bucciarati, in addition to chasing that bald man, the boss also personally gave you an order.”
“The boss personally gave the order?”
Bucciarati’s expression immediately became serious:
“As much as you tell me, I will do my best to satisfy the boss!”
The boss, who has never seen the beginning or end of a dragon, is the godfather of the underworld who is feared and worshiped in the entire passion organization and even in the entire Italian underground world.
Without understanding the real person of his boss, Bucciarati naturally had the most sincere respect for his immediate boss.
However, this respect immediately faded a lot because of that forcible order:
“It’s easy.”
Polbo conveyed the boss’s instructions: “The boss wants to know the stand-in abilities of you and your team members.”
“You want us to report on our stand-in abilities?”
Bucciarati’s tone was very complicated.
The stand-in battle is mainly about intelligence warfare. The stand-in ability can almost be said to be the biggest secret of a stand-in messenger.
Telling others about your stand-in ability is, to a certain extent, like putting half of your life in the hands of others.
For this reason, in order to respect the established rules of stand-ins, the passion organization never requires stand-ins within the organization to disclose their stand-in abilities.
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“Things are different.”
“You turned out to be just an ordinary combat team. Just like the assassination team and the demolition team, you were just a group of wage earners who followed orders.”
“But now the boss is interested in your ability to do things. He is willing to promote you to take over my position as Polpo and become a cadre who rules Naples.”
“At that time, the entire Naples will be your ‘fiefdom’!”
“And you and your team members are nobles directly subordinate to the emperor, and are the true members of the passion organization.”
“Bucciarati”
Polbo first drew a big cake for his subordinates, and then said in an extremely subtle tone:
“The boss wants to entrust you with such a big undertaking, but you still have to hide your stand-in ability from the boss”
“Is there any reason to be wary of the boss?”
These words are very heart-wrenching.
From another perspective, what Polbo said is not unreasonable:
Being a civil servant requires careful review of family background. The big boss of this organization wants to promote a person to be a “frontier official” to manage a city. How can he not know this guy’s background?
“Okay, I understand.”
Bucciarati thought for a moment and finally decided to surrender his trust to his boss
“Bruno Bucciarati, alias ‘Steel Chain Finger’.”
“Panakoda Fugo, the substitute name is ‘Purple Smoke’.”
“”
In a corner of Naples, Diavolo, hiding in the shadows, carefully read the intelligence just sent by Polpo.
Although I hate to admit it,
Diablo was “cowarded”.
After the self-proclaimed invincible Dark Emperor witnessed his tragic fate from the rolling stone, he unknowingly became cautious.
He doesn’t even fully believe in his own power like before:
Polpo, the Bucciarati team, and some members of the Guards who rushed to Naples
Uncharacteristically, Diavolo chose to use the combat power of the passion organization to go all out to deal with the fateful enemy that had him at a loss.
For the sake of safety, he deliberately put down his arrogance and used his identity as the boss to pressure others, and understood the abilities of those “chess pieces” in advance:
“Naranga Gilka, nicknamed ‘Aviation Smith’.”
“They are all good abilities, but they are far from threatening my Crimson King.”
Diablo was slightly relieved.
Then he continued to read:
“Leo Apache, alias ‘Melancholy Blues’.”
“The ability is”
“This?!” Diavolo’s face suddenly became extremely ugly: “This ability is too dangerous.”