The Chosen System: Counterattack with Husband

A few minutes later, Mo Cen received a latest information report on the organization's exclusive APP on his mobile phone.

After seeing the report from the bounty hunter, a very subtle smile flashed across the eyes of Mo Cen, who usually had a cold face. After typing a line of words and issuing the latest instructions, he put away his phone.

In the middle of the night when she was about to fall asleep, she received a piece of news that made her happy. She was thankful that her subordinates, who usually had too many personalities, had done a good job.

Mu Jinhe was already asleep at this time, and Mo Cen's room was right next to Mu Jinhe's, making it convenient for her to respond to any emergencies in a timely manner.

At this critical juncture, Viola approached her own organization, and to use an overused Chinese saying, she began to "seek medical help from all quarters."

After taking a screenshot of the conversation with her subordinates and sending it to Xu Yiyu, Mo Cen casually threw her phone aside and concentrated on reading the bedside book that she had read many times during this period.

Viola didn't want to find anyone else, but she, Mo, was the one who was about to take action against her little son whom she loved as much as her life.

In a way, she had a pretty good vision.

Then Guido's current wife can't blame Mo for making a big mistake.

At this moment, Viola walked out of the villa angrily. Although she had covered most of her face with a scarf and sunglasses in the middle of the night, the tightly stretched facial lines under the scarf already revealed the anger in her heart at the moment.

When getting in the car, the driver saw that the owner of the back seat didn't say anything, so he carefully looked through the rearview mirror and found that Viola, who had taken off her scarf and sunglasses, had red eyes from anger, and seemed to be trying hard to stabilize her emotions.

"What are you standing there for? Take me back!"

Viola, who was furious, looked up and saw the driver in the front seat who seemed to want to say something but hesitated. She seemed to have finally found a way to vent her anger and immediately gave a sharp order in a harsh tone.

"Yes, ma'am."

Although the driver was an old subordinate brought by Viola's maternal family, he was really just a driver who made a living on his daily salary and did not get involved in any family struggles or conflicts. He was frightened by Viola's rare temper and his hands trembled. After he reacted, he immediately started the car and drove away from the villa area.

It's not like he had sent Viola here before, but every time she came out, she didn't have the expression as if she had eaten a fly as she did today.

It seems that today, the negotiations with this trading partner, with whom I have cooperated countless times, have failed.

On the way to Elder Guido's villa in the city center, Viola finally calmed down her anger and thought carefully about the details revealed in the words of the hooded man who dared to mock her. She had some guesses about the identity of the generous sponsor.

"No wonder she refused to accept this commission. It turns out she got it before me."

Viola thought to herself that she had overestimated Xu Yiyu's ability to foresee the situation, but she did not expect that this Chinese woman who had only passively dealt with troubles before would take the initiative to find an organization in her country to make subsequent arrangements. She actually underestimated this Chinese woman.

And that is 15 billion euros. Even for the Gallo family, which has a deep and powerful foundation, although it can come up with this money relatively easily, it is certainly not a sum that can be raised in a day or two.

Viola's eyes darkened a little, and suddenly she revealed a meaningful smile.

Although in the country of Yidali, many things can be accomplished with money, there are still some things that cannot be accomplished with money alone.

If that Chinese woman thought that she would be safe after booking the entire M organization in advance, then she would have to re-evaluate that woman's abilities.

Viola turned her head and cast her gaze at the increasingly familiar street scene outside the car window, but at this moment she suddenly spoke and changed the "return the original route" order she had given to the driver.

"Change your route and go to Piazza Lombardi instead of going home first."

When the driver received the order, he was no longer surprised as he was a moment ago. Instead, he responded vaguely and silently changed his route to Piazza Lombardy.

"Didn't they say that all bounty hunting organizations would not accept this commission? Do you think I would believe it so easily?"

Thinking of the red traveler near Piazza Lombardy, Viola's eyes showed a hint of determination.

She could never have imagined that when she arrived at this pub, which was quite famous even in the whole of Yidali, she would be turned away.

The usually bustling pub was now locked with an apology sign saying "Sold".

Viola, who had been frustrated several times tonight, couldn't help but begin to doubt whether she had not appeared on the real Yidali streets for too long. How come her mother's men hadn't informed her of such important information!

She had been to this tavern that secretly did intelligence business before. Although she did not always get the information she wanted, she was always able to learn many unexpected secrets from the drinkers who came and went in this tavern.

"Come on, go home."

Viola, whose actions today were not smooth, felt exhausted. Although she wanted to free her beloved son Felice from the confessional in the family house, the night of frustration was obviously not suitable for her to continue. Even if she had a better idea, she could only execute it the next day.

On the way back to Guido's private residence in the big truck, Viola thought helplessly about the men she had sent out to cause trouble for the Chinese woman. The next moment, she thought of the information about the failure of the second operation that had just been conveyed back in the afternoon, and she felt an unbearable headache.

"I can only trust those idiots once more..."

Viola leaned weakly against the backrest of the back seat, frowned and closed her eyes.

When the sun rises the next day, there will always be some new ideas.

Gallo family home, confessional room.

Felice tossed and turned in his bed, observing the room in front of him that had no secret door leading to the outside. He thought of the news that his mother had managed to pass on before, and he felt an uncontrollable irritation in his heart.

He had no interest in the tomes in various languages ​​in the room that could kill people. It was fine to look at them to entertain himself, but if he had to be accompanied by them for an unknown period of time, it would be better to burn them.

Oh, he forgot that there was no useful tool in the room, not even a match to light a candle.

He had been staying in this room for several days, and apart from being able to see the sky outside and the alternation of day and night through the window that was locked from the outside, he could not get any useful information.

Even his mother, who had vowed to rescue him from this room, had disappeared. It seemed that the note previously sandwiched in the bread was just an illusion, and he was still alone and helpless.

Feeling annoyed and irritable, Felice suddenly heard a not-too-loud knocking sound from somewhere.

Emerald, filled with rage, patrolled the interior of the confessional but did not find anything wrong.

Just when Felice thought he was hallucinating, the second knocking sound reached his ears.

——This time he heard it clearly. The sound did not come from anywhere in the room, but from outside the window.

He walked to the window and looked out into the dark night. Suddenly, he saw a familiar symbol made of electronic candles in a corner of the lawn downstairs.

Felice's irritability was finally relieved after seeing this symbol. He stood there quietly waiting for the other party's next move.

This was the code used by his mother's family to convey messages. As far as he knew, only people within the family knew how to use it.

Sure enough, the only person he could trust in this world, besides Xiao Niao, was his mother, who seemed to be indifferent to the world.