[Tutor] I'm really just a weak dodder flower

Although according to the division of forces, we entered Varia's territory very early, but in fact, the place where Fran and Lusilia picked me up was not a short distance from Varia's real residence.

It was already noon when we arrived at the station.As soon as he entered the door, Scuvaro roared and complained that the two expatriate reception staff were too slow.Immediately afterwards, a silver knife flew past my eyes and stabbed Fran's hat hard.

It looks a little sore.I think.

Everyone in Varia naturally knows why I came this time.Except for Fran, who has a master-student relationship with Liudaokuo, and Lusilia, who is dedicated to his "caring big sister" persona, no one else gave me a good face. Levi even raised his nostrils to the sky and almost took it directly. Bring out your weapon and call me out.

I didn't care about these people. After all, it was indeed the Avengers Prison who made the mistake first. Accusing Varia of being negligent would only escalate the conflict between the two parties.

To be honest, I still have a good impression of Xanxus—at least I don’t have bad feelings. They are all poor people who have been sitting in the position of "inner heir" for many years and then suddenly pulled down. They are the same as my person. Compared with his older brother, he is a bit straightforward and cute.

I asked Nancy to carry the suitcase to the guest room, and knocked on the door of Xanxus' room according to Skuvalo's instructions.

…Then I understood the mixed respect and gloating eyes of the Varia officers when they heard me say hello to Xanxus first.

The leader of Varia, who was interrupted from lunch, shot me without hesitation.

Fortunately, he has not really reached the level of "reckless behavior". The bullet missed a few centimeters, rubbed against my ears and pierced the soundproof wall of the room, and the high-density dead air flames left a small hole on my earlobe. Small souvenirs.

The other party looked at me with staring red eyes, as if saying, "If I don't give a reasonable explanation, I will kill you with one shot."

With that said, I don't think Xanxus is cute at all, he's the same as Charles.

Probably to prove that he is not very cute, the leader of Xanxus even put down the fork in his hand, and changed from holding a gun with one hand to holding a gun with two hands, which gave me the illusion that I would be wiped out in a second.

I calmly brushed my hair back.

Reasoning with the thugs is not going to work, I have to go through the necessary procedures quickly, and then avoid further contact with Xanxus.

Of course I know that even if Xanxus blows me into scum, Bermuda will find a way to put my ashes back together, but that doesn't mean I'm not afraid of death.I mean, what if Bermuda can't think about it and does something weird with my ashes?

Bermuda's credibility with me is not even as good as Liu Dao Mu.

"Good afternoon, sir," I scolded Bermuda in my heart and lifted my skirt to salute Xanxus with a smile, "As you can see, I came to Varia to investigate some small matters on behalf of the Avengers Prison."

I don't know if the matter is small or not, anyway, my life is quite small.

The few cases that Bermuda gave me were hammered to death. Only Varia had the opportunity or the conditions for committing the crime. Those who have turned their heads know what this means.The investigation is just a formality, and whether he will be convicted in the end depends entirely on the results of negotiations between Pengelie and Milfiore a few days later.

If the negotiation result is favorable to Vengley, Varia will continue to be their rampant assassination force; if the negotiation result is unfavorable to Vengley, then I'm sorry, we have to bring some special products back this trip.

Although I think the most likely outcome is that Xanxus made a hole in me as a souvenir.

Xanxus squeezed a meaningless monotone out of his throat, motioning for me to continue.

"The details of the case must be clear to everyone in Varia." I bite the bullet and speak out the manuscript that I have already typed out at the fastest speed I can achieve. "I hope that there will be no 'surprises' during the investigation." Incidents', let alone casualties."

The dark-haired man sneered.

I took a breath and forced myself to turn around stiffly, trying to leave the room.

"Hold on."

Someone sitting in the middle of the room stopped me with a voice.

"Anything else?" I had to turn around and ask.

"Before you came, the Ninth Emperor told me," Xanxus stared at my face, I was a little uncertain what he was thinking, "I want to have a good relationship with you."

I was taken aback.

It is only natural that Vengley IX does not want to tear himself apart from the Avengers Prison.From a hundred years ago to the present, Vongola has too many criminal records, not to mention my "eye" who specializes in convictions, even in Bermuda, there are several major case files related to Vengley in his hands .

Once they turn against each other, the solitary Avengers Prison will lose some combat power at most, but Peng Lie's foundation for a century will be shaken because of these disgraceful old sesame seeds and rotten millet.

The establishment of any political power is not accompanied by bloody storms, not to mention violent organizations such as the Mafia.

Deception, calculation, framing, assassination, these finely detailed sins are woven into a net, which is both restraint and protection.

Everyone understands that Vengley did not rely on the so-called "upright" style of work to get to where he is today, but no one will bring these things to the surface.

Things that affect the situation in Sicily are often involved in a wide range of situations, and none of the insiders are innocent. Before these things are exposed, some people can turn a blind eye, but when they are revealed and exposed to the blue sky, those people You have to be forced to stand in line.

Vongola IX is a smart man, and now the situation in Sicily can't help him to say confidently, "Even if you spread out these past events, they will choose Vengola".

Mirfiore was still looking at Vengley from across Palermo.

To my surprise, Xanxus just opened up about it.

The Ninth asked him to have a good relationship with me. He definitely didn’t want him to say to me bluntly, "Veng Lie wants to make friends with your Avengers Prison". At least I can guarantee that the person who looks like he is old is actually in the heart. The very clear old man didn't mean that. Xanxus directly conveyed to me what Vengola IX said to him, either because he was too lazy to care about it, or because he was really not good at it.

Considering the reputation of this blood relative of the ninth generation, I think the latter is more likely.

I thought I was reserved and pulled the broken hair next to my ears again, "Did the chief of the Ninth Generation say anything else?"

"Cooperation, think about it?" he asked.

"If you want to cooperate with Avengers Prison, you should go to my boss," I replied, "As you can see, I'm just a wage earner and I don't have much say."

This is not a lie. Bermuda basically gave me all my authority in Avengers Prison on purpose. As long as Bermuda is willing, I can become a vase at any time that can't do anything except my job.

If Vengley wants to take the Avengers prison out of Sicily, the person who should be looking for is Bermuda, not me.

"It's not the Avengers Prison." Xanxus seemed a little impatient, and it was obvious that he didn't want to talk to me about this matter, but when it came to the positions of both parties, Varia really had to ask him to talk to me in person if he wanted to express his sincerity, "I asked It's you."

I lowered my head to avoid the other party's scrutiny, "I've said it before, I don't have the right to speak."

The black-haired man still maintains his gesture of holding the gun just now, it seems that as long as I say "no", I will be blasted into Varia's dinner by those two specially treated guns.

What is the saying in the East?

Bibimbap with ashes.

I don't know if Vaira has such a perverted hobby, but I hope they don't, lest Bermuda encounter unnecessary trouble when recovering my body.

Xanxus seemed to laugh twice, and he lowered his voice, as if he was saying a secret that no one else in Varia could know.

"I don't like playing tricks on you, Miss Cecilia." I suspect that this is the first time he didn't call me "scum", "One last time, to cooperate with Pengo Li, are you willing or not? "

The author has something to say:

The stalk of bibimbap comes from a magical conversation between our three sword groups

A: Do you boys think so far? I am already thinking about what the child's name will be after marriage.

B: ...I used to think about how to bury the ashes after death

Onlookers: ? ? ?

A: He said that the ashes of the two of us should be put in a box after death, and we should stir them with chopsticks

Onlookers:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

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