The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

Karasuma Renye died in such a miserable way, and before he died, there was not even a single person who was willing to avenge him.

The moment he closed his eyes, everyone in the world seemed to hear the cry of the world.

The power of law that originally revolved around the protagonist was weakened by Bolivar's repeated operations, and finally ushered in the end of life.

Everyone suddenly felt that time has sped up, and a week is no longer as long as a year.

A woman with a bucket in her hand was standing on the street, staring blankly at the sky. After a while, she smiled.

"God bless," she said half-deprecatingly, "I'm so busy. I only endured the crisis for less than a month, why do I always feel that two or three years have passed?"

She wouldn't know that she had really repeated the financial crisis for more than two years, and Grid's whole set of methods also took two or three years.

Those slow-moving politicians don't pass a proposal right away, even if it is very important to them.They spent several months arguing and arguing, even if Grid sent people to persuade and buy off the wall one by one, the proposal was passed more than half a year later, although in the vague judgment of many people, the economic crisis seems to last only For more than two weeks.

Turn back the time to the moment when Bolivar discovered the underground chamber.

The first time he turned on the flashlight, he was indeed taken aback by the densely packed portraits below, but fortunately, there were more people in the room, crowded together, and the atmosphere of terror was not so strong.

Before he said anything, Curacao stepped forward very consciously, looking at the paintings one by one.

"This is the family portrait of Carpenter and Johnson, boss." Curacao said softly.

There are portraits of two people standing side by side, as well as group portraits of the family, interspersed with each other, hanging in the gallery.Arranged chronologically, this established company has lasted for more than 200 years, which is longer than the Crow Group of Renye Karasuma.

But the other party seems to be very low-key, and has never publicized their history to the outside world, and only claims to be a century-old brand to the outside world.Thinking of this, Bolivar's eyes moved slightly. The Lark Group has not declined, and has been operating on the basis of word of mouth. Is such an old family really just a member of the triangular pillar of the black organization?

He was even more inclined that Renye Karasuma himself could not control the power of the intelligence department well.Lark itself is a collaborator of the Crow Group.They are closer to equal status.

So Renye Karasuma wanted to encourage the old Rosales to go out and start a business. Bolivar held up a flashlight and looked at these portraits one by one. The portrait closest to it had a very familiar man hanging on his chest. The pocket watch looks simple and elegant, exactly the same as the pocket watch in Bolivar's hand.

But this discovery made the smile on the corner of Bolivar's mouth slightly restrained.He took out the pocket watch from his pocket.What he saw was a portrait from 200 years ago, but the production year engraved on the watch in his arms was 1963.

Bolivar looked carefully at the pocket watch again, and indeed found some details that he didn't usually notice.The pocket watch has been washed and polished so many times that it certainly doesn't look like it was made decades ago.On the contrary, some of them look like old objects hundreds of years ago.The words 1963 engraved on the back of the watch are slightly different from the concave luster of the pattern, and it seems that they were not engraved at the same time.

Thinking of this, Bolivar no longer hesitated, and directly asked Curacao for a tool. He disassembled the dial and saw the gears and structure inside. The position of the movement was obviously worn out, and it was definitely not a new watch that had been used for decades.The pocket watch in front of me is a token of the Lark family that has been used for more than 200 years. In 1963, for some reason, they engraved the year on the case.

He remembered that when he took the pocket watch off the shelf, the date marked on it was... May 1991.

He followed the year and looked for the portraits on the wall. Sure enough, he found a couple photo of the couple. The time was marked under the photo: Mr. and Mrs. Carpenter (1961-1991). The length of time the couple has been in charge of the business.The woman in the portrait has beautiful fiery red hair, looks very similar to Rachel, but with a straight face, she doesn't look very happy.The small print below shows that she is the eldest daughter of the Johnson family.

Bolivar turned his head and looked at the next portrait, which was a family portrait of the Carpenter and Johnson families.This oil painting was completed in 1980. He found Rachel in Carpenter's family portrait, a girl in her teens, standing in the corner with five older brothers and sisters.

As for Lars... He deliberately looked through the list marked under the oil painting, but couldn't find Lars' name.

He put away his pocket watch, took two steps back, and checked the names marked under the previous double portrait one by one, the Johnson brothers, the Carpenter brothers, the Johnson couple...

These two surnames appear alternately.Moreover, most of the heirs are the eldest son and eldest daughter of the family, and there are only a few accidents caused by the death of the previous brothers and sisters.

Bolivar blinked. For more than 200 years, five or six generations have been so uniform. This pocket watch was put in the pocket by the elder brother, or held by the wife in the portrait with one hand.

In all the paintings, there is no second pocket watch.Could it be that my second guess was wrong?

Bolivar pondered.

His gaze flicked over the portrait again, over the people in suits and ties.Why is the pocket watch placed on the elder brother who holds the dominant power and the wife who holds the secondary power?

The corners of Bolivar's mouth retracted slightly, unless, tokens representing secondary rights were not suitable for women.For example, Bolivar thought of another object in that cabinet, which was placed with the pocket watch.

That badly worn tie clip.

He raised his eyes again. This time, he quickly discovered that in all the portraits, there was a tie clip on the man's tie, and some of the portraits were so small that people could see it at a glance. will be ignored.

So, that tie clip is another keepsake?

Bolivar looked at the portrait of the Carpenters and his wife in front of him, frowning slightly. He raised his hand and pushed the portrait up, revealing the black combination lock hidden underneath.

Curacao was a little surprised on her face, but she didn't make a sound. She and Bolivar looked at the combination lock together.

As shown above, six numbers need to be entered.

Bolivar tried 910512 first, but there was no response from the lockbox.

Not the date stamped on the underside of the tie clip and pocket watch.

Bolivar thought calmly that this password might not have been set by himself.

Mostly it was set by whiskey, he purposely lured himself here, what would he put in it?

He thinks he knows himself very well, and I shouldn't entrap myself.Bolivar thought so, emphasizing again, I can't entrap myself.

But how can I be sure that whiskey won't betray me?Just like, how can I be sure that my most critical deputy, Garcia will not betray me.

He hasn't figured this out until now, because persecutory paranoia cannot be explained clearly in a few words - Bolivar thought, before he could figure it out, he felt another shaking in the room, reorganization , the wall was pushed away, and the dust fell down, revealing the secret room hidden behind.

Curacao became vigilant for a moment, she pushed Bolivar behind her, but she was keenly aware that these subordinates all had a look of familiarity.They seem to have anticipated this.

A brown-haired young man turned out generously, first nodded slightly to his subordinate standing next to Bolivar, then turned around and smiled at Bolivar.

There was a group of people behind him, if Toru Amuro was here, he might have recognized him.The people behind him were exactly the same as those who ran away inexplicably in base one.

"The mission is complete, boss." He seemed to be smiling, using the tone of a mission report.

"???" Curacao's eyes widened in confusion, and she didn't know whether the other party was crazy or she was crazy.Curacao turned his head, looked at Bolivar in surprise, and asked him for verification.

Bolivar also took a deep breath, but he was still able to stabilize his expression, and he didn't feel the killing intent on the opponent.So, he said to Haga Ryoichi: "What verification information did I give you?"

Haga Ryo tilted his head and glanced at Curacao and the others.

"Let others go out, Curacao stay." Bolivar said.

Fortunately, those people seemed to be really obedient, they followed the entrance where Haga Ryoichi came here, left the secret room, and left this place to the three of them.

When everyone was gone, Bolivar breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Can we talk now?"

"You gave me two pieces of verification information. One is that you don't have cleanliness or obsessive-compulsive disorder." Haga Ryoichi said.

"I know this," Bolivar frowned slightly, "but this one is not convincing enough, next one?"

"I don't know about the other one. I received a letter from you a few days ago, and it hasn't been opened. You can read it yourself." Ryoichi Haga said, took out an envelope from his pocket, and handed it to Bolivar.

Bolivar hesitated for a second and motioned Curacao to take it.

Received a letter from me the other day?

And the attitude of the other party obviously felt that all of this was my arrangement...

Thoughts flashed through Bolivar's mind for a moment, but he couldn't grasp them.

Under his instructions, Curacao opened the envelope, turned sideways on purpose, and showed Bolivar the new content.

It was very concise, with only three words written, but it instantly changed Bolivar's face.

He snatched the letter, tore it to pieces, crumpled it into a ball, and stuffed it into his arms.

Curacao blinked. When the piece of paper passed by her eyes just now, she saw the content on it with her excellent dynamic eyesight. It seemed to be Li Wa or something.

"Very well, I believe you." Bolivar said blankly, "Tell me about your mission."

"Is the token with you? Are you an agent of whiskey? You put this lockbox here?"

Haga Ryoichi glanced at Bolivar a little strangely: "What?"

Bolivar saw that the other party's reaction was wrong, and his heart sank.

"What token?" The smile on the corner of Ryoichi Hagara's mouth gradually disappeared, he looked a little confused, "Don't you know who the whiskey agent is?"

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