In Order to Become a Heroic Spirit, I Had to Do Things in History

He is already more than 60 years old, and in this era, it is already a long life.

Although the body is still tough, the husband and wife have no plans to leave this town that has been growing for 60 years, but plan to return to their roots here.

Although Fedino did not follow Anno to Florence, Anno left a lot of Flora for Fedino, and he inherited a series of skills from sugar cane cultivation to sugar production in three months.

Satisfied, Fedino let Anno leave.

However, when Anno returned to Florence, he heard completely bad news.

Da Vinci, indicted.

===Chapter 170 IX Da Vinci is Accused===

Anno hurried to court.

Verrocchio was pacing impatiently outside.

When Anno saw Verrocchio, he hurried up.

He frowned: "Teacher, what's going on?"

"Da Vinci is accused." Verrocchio was a little irritated. "He was accused of trying to preserve (will be harmonized) a little-known male model."

"This..." Anno was dumbfounded.

Florence usually believes in Catholicism, and Catholics are very disgusted with homosexuality.At least on the surface.

If Da Vinci was really hammered and tried to preserve the male model, it is estimated that the rest of his career would be spent in prison, and he might even be hanged.

Verrocchio gritted his teeth: "It is still in the stage of private trial, and my lawyer is helping Da Vinci's defense."

"Why is the trial private?" Anno felt a little tricky.

"That's why I feel something is wrong." Verrocchio grabbed Anno's shoulder. "Lawrence, what do you think about this?"

Anno thought for two seconds, then shook his head, "It's impossible for Da Vinci to preserve a male model, or even gay sex."

"Teacher, you should know that Da Vinci and I have a very good relationship. If he was the same, then I would have been hacked long ago."

Verrocchio and several other students in the studio nodded. Da Vinci's interpersonal relationship in the studio was relatively simple. The only two relationships that were relatively good were Lawrence and Ghirlandaio. Even Lawrence was not harmed. How could Da Vinci go to preserve other men?

Verrocchio took a few pieces of paper from Ghirlandaio's hand: "Lawrence, look, this is the male model who accused Da Vinci Candied, the so-called 'victim'."

"I'll take a look." Anno took the information.

Suwart Springer, male, 24 years old, is a freelance model by profession and works for many studios. He is a relatively free model and has a good reputation.

On the morning of June 1469, 6, he accused Leonardo da Vinci, a member of Verrocchio's studio, of using some means to try to preserve himself, and the evidence was a certain drug that Leonardo used on himself.

Anno frowned and read the information: "Is there any other information?"

Verrocchio: "You mean..."

Anno nodded: "I want to rescue Da Vinci. This is obviously an oolong... No, it's a frame-up, or in other words, a frame-up."

Credy, who was hiding behind a few people, trembled involuntarily.

"I need to find out the truth of the matter and save Leonardo." Anno held the information in his hand and looked at the door not far away.

Snapped.

The door opened.

A few officials came out first, and then two people escorted Da Vinci out.

Anno didn't speak immediately, but looked at Da Vinci.

Da Vinci had tears in the corners of his eyes, his body trembled involuntarily, and he didn't dare to speak. He just looked at Anno with a look of fear, fear, and helplessness.

Anno clenched his hands involuntarily.

"Damn, this group..." Gillandajo and Da Vinci also had a good relationship, and wanted to swear angrily, but was forced to stop because an official glanced at him.

The handsome Suwart Springer, as the accuser, finally came out. He found Credy in the crowd, without moving, just blinking.

Anno narrowed his eyes and looked at Da Vinci who had walked away.

There are scars on Da Vinci's body, but it is only covered by clothes.

===Chapter 180 Information in the Tavern===

Verrocchio and Anno were sitting in the office, and it was already dark.

There was a pile of documents in front of the two of them.

That's what they could investigate, all the information about the plaintiff, the freelance male model Suwart.

In addition to the information on the surface mentioned earlier, Anno also put down his stature and found some other information from several of his customers.

Anno pinched the bridge of his nose, Verrocchio hugged his chest.

"Someone wants Leonardo to die." Anno said.

"Do you have an idea?" Verrocchio teared up.

He is an emotional person and doesn't want to see anyone around him leave, especially since this person is obviously innocent.

Anno lowered his head to think, this matter is very complicated.

He took a piece of paper and pointed to a place name.

"Suwart goes here a lot... let me investigate."

It was a pub, and Soutier was an alcoholic who often went to the pub to drink.

"Also, teacher, when I find out, can I ask Ludovic Bartley to come, I have something to talk to him about."

Ludovic Bartley is Verrocchio's personal lawyer.

"Tomorrow morning?"

"can."

After Anno finished speaking, he picked up his clothes on the hanger, opened the door and left.

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South of Florence, a tavern.

The sky was completely dark, and most of the people had fallen asleep, but the alcoholics' carnival had just begun.

Anno frowned and waved in front of his nose, trying to shake off the stench of sweat from some drunkards.

He pushed open the door of the tavern, walked in, and looked at the chaos in front of him without any surprise.

Then he ignored it all and walked straight to the bar.

"Sir, what would you like to drink?" The bartender with a mustache came up and said flatteringly.

"Hey, let's have a cup of the most expensive one. Seeing how good business is today, I also like the liveliness, and I can't help but cheer." Annuo showed enthusiasm that was completely different from the quietness and silence in the past.

A surprise flashed in the mustache bartender's eyes: "No problem, honorable sir."

He leaned into Anno's ear: "Chenghui, a gold florola, sir."

Anno took a Flora from his pocket and pressed it on the bar: "Of course."

The bartender almost grabbed Flora, excited: "Thank you for your patronage."

After that, I hurried to get Anno a drink.

After a while, the bartender brought a glass of wine. He put the wine in front of Anno and said, "Sir, this is your first time here."

"Well, I heard that there is a famous person here who often comes here, so I want to come here - take a look, understand what I mean?" Anno took out a Flora from his pocket again and rubbed it with his fingers.

When the bartender saw Flora, his eyes instantly turned red.

"Then may I ask, which celebrity are you talking about? Our tavern is still very high-end. Many famous people have visited our tavern~"

"It's because there are so many famous people that I came back." Anno's expression was very happy, as if he was brought into the warm atmosphere in the tavern.

He tossed Flora and caught it.

"I think, sir, you should really want to know something." The bartender understood Anno's thoughts.

"Smart man." An Nuo's expression instantly returned to his original calmness, but unlike before, this time, he was also cold.

The mustache bartender unconsciously drowned.

"Suwart, do you know this man?"

===Chapter 180 The person in charge of the place of detention===

"It's almost certain, teacher." Early the next morning, Anno returned to Verrocchio's office, who had not slept all night, and said, "Leonardo is being watched."

Verrocchio didn't look very good: "What did you hear?"

"Suwart is a veteran alcoholic." Anno sat on the chair and pinched his forehead. "I used to be a frequent visitor to that tavern, but recently, after buying a few bottles of wine, I never went to that tavern again."

"No wonder..." Verrocchio responded.

"Suvatel's social relationship is very simple. He has a younger brother. Otherwise, he has only had employment relationships with a few studios, but they have been maintained for a short period of time."

"However, the most important thing now is to rescue Leonardo, and then consider the problem of the people behind the scenes." Verrocchio reminded.

"I understand, teacher." Anno sighed, "so I need more information."

"By the way. When is Mr. Ludovic Bartley coming?"

Verrocchio turned his head and glanced at the sun outside the window: "It's coming."

"If Mr. Ludovic comes, please let him wait for me first, I have something else to do." Anno picked up the coat on the hanger again, "I will go to the place where Da Vinci is imprisoned."

"Okay, you go first." Verrocchio understood what Anno was going to do, "Take this."

Giving some money to the petty officials who guarded Da Vinci would make Da Vinci feel more comfortable in it. As for the small package Verrocchio gave to Anno, it naturally contained money.