Zhou Lin

This church has been abandoned for many years. It is like a withered tomb on the edge of the city, standing quietly, and even homeless people are unwilling to visit.

But Giuseppe Gallo loved coming here.

He likes to stand alone in front of the altar and think, sometimes for a whole night.

The dark and spacious environment gave him the illusion of being in a tomb. Once one gets used to the coldness and loneliness, one's thinking will become very cold.

"Chief." Someone suddenly spoke to him in the darkness.

"Aradino..." Gallo immediately recognized his subordinate's voice and responded, "Has the investigation concluded?"

"Yes, Chief." Aladino replied, "Marino's 'memory' has been recovered."

"Well..." Gallo knew the other meaning of this sentence very well, "May our brothers be forgiven in another world." As he said that, he slowly turned around and walked towards Aladino.

Gallo is quite tall, more than two meters tall, and his figure looks a little thin under his suit. He has an enviable head of beautiful blond hair, which he usually meticulously combs back and ties into a bun. Not a very long ponytail.

"Then...give it to me." Gallo came half a meter in front of Aladino and stood still.

After receiving the order, Aladino immediately raised his right hand and placed his hand on the opponent's forehead.

Aladino is undoubtedly an ability user. His ability is called "Memory Imprint". According to his current "paper-level" actual performance, he can burn other people's skulls through continuous contact and take away the first two years of his life. Fourteen hours of memory.

The extracted memory is different from normal memory and cannot be forgotten in any case. It is like a video recording that can be retrieved at any time. It will be very clear when you recall it at any time.

Of course, if that's all, then this ability is a bit cursed, because after using it too much, the user's own memory is likely to be overwhelmed by various memories from other people, and eventually lose himself and go crazy.

Therefore, there is another use of this ability, which is "memory transfer" - Aladino can transfer the memory he extracted to other people, and each memory can only be "transferred" once; after the transfer is completed Afterwards, the memory will become an ordinary memory that can be forgotten, existing in the minds of Aladino and the transferred person at the same time.

At the moment, Aladino is transferring Marino's memories of his lifetime into Gallo's mind.

This process took a little longer than extracting memory, and it took about thirty seconds. After it was completed, Aladino put down his hand and took a step back respectfully.

After gaining the memory, Gallo actually showed a strange smile: "Huh... Jack Anderson..." After reading the name, his smile disappeared instantly, "So, he is real. came back."

Aladino heard something from his words and cautiously probed: "You...have received the news that he has entered the city before?"

"Ha..." Gallo chuckled, "Earlier today, Bingzhi came to me and told me that he met a man named Jack at the White Pigeon Bar last night, and he went to fight with him out of curiosity. He said hello, but was provoked, so after a fierce fight, he suffered a slight loss and went to the hospital, while the other party fled in a hurry."

"If what he said is true, then the Jack he met is obviously not the same Jack we met today." Aladino replied.

“I originally thought that the guy he was talking about ‘fighting back and forth with’ couldn’t be Jack.” Gallo continued in a tone that sounded like a lament, “But now it seems that this kid is doing it for his own good. To save face, I slightly adapted the actual situation..."

"Deceiving the leader..." Aladino continued: "That is a serious crime, and it stands to reason that..."

"Be more tolerant to young people." Gallo interrupted him, "Especially young people with potential like Bing Zhi, we must give them some opportunities appropriately." He paused, "If I were like you Likewise, if we stick to the plan no matter what we encounter, we will probably execute most of the brothers in the organization ourselves."

"The leader taught you a lesson." Aladino lowered his head and said.

"Okay... don't mention this anymore." Gallo continued casually and changed the subject, "I have one more thing for you to do."

The "you" he mentioned, in addition to Aladino who walked into the church to report, naturally included the three people waiting at the door.

"Please give me the leader's orders." Aladino answered.

"You guys go call Bingzhi now and rush to the White Pigeon Bar with him before midnight," Gallo said.

Aladino knew that there was something more to this: "Then?"

"Don't tell him anything on the way there, just say this is what I meant and tell him not to ask any more questions," Gallo continued.

"Then he will probably think... you sent the four of us to stand up for him." Aladino said as he thought.

"Yes, that's what I want him to think." Gallo said.

"But actually... it's not?" Aladino said.

"Of course not," Gallo said. "It takes more than just a few of you to cause trouble for Jack Anderson."

What he said was undoubtedly irritating to Aladino, who was a killer, but the latter also knew in his heart...this was a fact.

"Then what should we do after we meet Jack?" Aladino asked again.

Gallo smiled: "Let Bingzhi apologize to him."

As soon as these words came out, Aladino's eyes immediately changed: "Ice Finger...what if he refuses?"

Gallo, did not answer the question directly.

He turned around, his back to Aladino, and walked slowly towards the altar: "You just said... deceiving the leader, where does the crime come from?"

At this moment, Aladino felt a chill. He lowered his head again and said respectfully: "I understand."

"Well, go ahead." Gallo put his hands behind his back, responded, and said no more.

After hearing this, Aladino quietly turned around and exited the church. After arriving outside, he gestured to the three people waiting outside the door to follow him, and then drove away.

But Gallo, after his subordinates left, began to mutter to himself in front of the altar: "Why would a man who only works for money come back after he has been away for several years... It's not necessarily possible. Are your hands itchy?"

When he said the word "itchy hands", his right hand twitched slightly, and then his five fingers twisted crazily like five rubber bands at a bend that was impossible for ordinary people. for a while.

"In addition..." Gallo thought again, "Why did the girl from the Duccio family carry out an assassination attempt on him when I didn't know anything about the news that the God of Death has come to Naples? ?”

Thinking of this, he pondered for a moment.

Then he took out a mobile phone from his pocket.

There is only one number in the address book of this phone, and there is no signature on the number.

Of course, Gallo knew very well... who the owner of this number was.