Across the ocean.
The clock was ticking, and the room was filled with cigar smoke on a quiet night. The bone china ashtray was lightly knocked, leaving a few grey marks on the white interior.
The fingers holding the cigar are slender, and the skin is somewhat loose and pale.
Wearing a large opal ring with a delicate base on the middle finger, the soft light coming in through the gaps in the curtains makes this golden emerald show a narrow and bright reflection in the dark, icy beauty.
The man's face was hidden in the dark night, his coat was hanging on the coat rack in the room, he was wearing only a silky gray shirt, one hand rested on the armrest of the sofa, the red light of the cigar was looming.
He put the cigar to his lips when the door was knocked softly.
"Come in." Italian.
The man's voice is hoarse and full of magnetism, like the bewitching whispers of a demon, and every syllable is very beautiful. From the voice, it can be heard that he is no longer young, and does not reduce his charm, but makes his voice more incomprehensible. The confusing tone of his voice made one couldn't help but think about the true meaning of his words.
The door was pushed open, as if light had flowed into this dark corner.
The people who came in didn't even dare to lift their heads, bowed their waists in trembling and said, "Those strange book-piercing people are all dead, we found a person who lost his memory, he said he didn't know what happened after November last year. All things, Mr. Morenza, do you need to talk to him in person?"
The man waved his hand, but he didn't speak.
A black bodyguard in a suit and sunglasses standing at the door turned his head sideways, and listened to a few words while holding the headset. Then the bodyguard walked into the room and whispered, "People have woken up."
The cigar was shoved into the ashtray, and the flame went out.
The man opened the drawer in front of the desk and took out a black semi-automatic pistol.
The gun was loaded with bullets, and his slender fingers shifted the safety gear to S, and then tucked it into the holster around his waist.
Mr. Morenza's nephew, who had been recuperating from the hospital two weeks ago, was only one floor away from this smoking room. Wolf Morenza checked the pistol abruptly, and was in the safe residence. Carrying it with you, and Wolff's change in expression after hearing the news, made the people waiting at the door start to tremble.
—Could this East Coast godfather plan to kill his nephew
Federico Morenza is a psychic who was rescued from the Mexican border by psychics who were loyal to Wolf. This incident involved a teenager named "Johnson Brown" secretly hunted by the US government. , but now that boy is missing, Federik suddenly "deteriorated" ten days ago and was on the verge of death. This time coincided with the sudden death of the book-piercer, although Wolf Morenzamin ordered that everyone be forbidden to talk about it. Everyone is still speculating about this.
The existence of book-piercers, their origins, and their fate are not secrets here. Combined with the relevant situation, everyone began to suspect that this American singer has also been "occupied" by someone, and this is a major event!
"Mr. Morenza, please calm down!" Outside Federic's room, the Morenza family's personal doctor took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his forehead.
"The patient has just woken up and is easily identified..."
Wolf was not in the mood to listen to him, and motioned the bodyguard to open the door.
As Federik lay in bed, he found that he had restraints on his wrists and legs, usually something like this to stop a patient from making aggravating injuries from rambling. Of course, mental hospitals are also often used, and Federick can't remember what happened to himself, how he would use these things.
The nurse kept silent and refused to talk to him, and Federick had a vague sense of what was going on. This is his uncle's mansion. The decoration of the room is very familiar, and the medical staff has no face...
Wolfe appeared in front of the door, and Federic breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as his uncle didn't have an accident, was imprisoned, or was assassinated by an enemy family, the trouble was limited.
"My dear child, how are you feeling today?" Wolfe was a suave Italian man with a tailored suit and well-brushed chestnut hair. He lowered his head and kissed Federico's forehead. The movements are gentle, no different from an elder.
Federick smelled the faint fragrance of the high-end cigar on Wolff, and his tense nerves slowly relaxed.
"...To be honest, it's not very good." Federick pulled his arm and gestured for the restraint belts that were in the way.
"Do you still remember what happened twelve days ago?"
Wolf sat down in front of the bed. He spoke in a gentle manner, but looking at his face and listening to his voice, people's minds were always taken away involuntarily.
Even if you are awake, after being grasped by Wolf's hand, you will see the scars exposed under the cuffs of the shirt, and there are regularly distributed calluses on the fingers. Under the eyes of her husband, even breathing will become rapid, and those with a guilty conscience will break out in cold sweats and tremble on the spot.
Federik was not afraid, but his instinct told him that the problem was in this question.
His injuries are not serious. After being escorted back to the United States by Wolf's subordinates, he received better treatment and examination. The sequelae of forced detoxification are the most concerned. , In the end, before he said a word, he suddenly—
Frederick turned pale.
That kind of severe headache, as if the soul was about to be pulled away from the body, was so painful that he fainted.
"I was attacked?" Federic asked uncertainly.
Wolff watched his every move.
"almost."
"Who?" Federick didn't remember that there was a category of psychic in the original book, but both Balrog and Devourer could use mushrooms to come to the United States, and Federick couldn't believe the original book completely.
"The danger is over."
Contrary to the expectations of the doctor and the bodyguard, Wolfe had the intention of asking Federick to cover up the truth.
"No, this matter is very serious. Abilities can also attack ordinary people in the real world. This time it's me, and next time it may be my uncle. Ordinary people can't compete with ability users."
Federic looked anxious as Wolf unfastened his restraints.
"There are no more power users." Wolf stood up and inadvertently put his hand on his waist.
Everyone followed their breathing for a while, lest Wolff take out a pistol in the next action, and simply flipped the insurance, ending a life within three seconds.
They know that the book-piercer caused some people's anomalies, that the book-piercer occupied some people's bodies, and that the people whose corpses were borrowed died violently, and the living people lost a memory. Federick has no signs of amnesia, but he and those who wear books have symptoms at the same time. In fact, Federick, such a superstar, suddenly fled to the Mexican border for a teenager without a guardian, and was forced to become addicted to drugs. Why? It's weird to think about.
Whether the person in front of them is Federico Morenza, they have their own opinions.
However-
The real Federico Morenza, the child who died at the age of seven, was not the same as the "Federick" they believed in. Only Wolfe knew about this confusion.
Wolff was in a complicated mood. Before opening the door, he thought about what he would do if he was facing an adult body, but his IQ memory remained at the age of seven.
- That is his real nephew, a real relative, although he has never met that child a few times, and it is impossible to talk about feelings, the truth cannot be denied.
After Wolfe heard the news of the sudden deaths of the book-piercers, he was only thankful for one minute that Federick was alive. Soon there was greater doubt.
Wasn't Federico with those people
Or has "Federick" gone and someone new has taken over his nephew's body
Until Federic wakes up, until this door opens, everything is unknown.
At this moment, Wolf, who was standing in front of the bed, already had the answer, and no one could disguise "Federick" in front of him and not be discovered by him.
His nephew, the seven-year-old child, is really dead... Even if he held the corpse back then and confirmed that the child had stopped breathing, under the influence of the successive miraculous events in this world, Wolf still couldn't control his imagination. a possibility.
There was no such possibility, and no worse situation was found. Federick was still "Federick", Wolf's expression remained unchanged, but his inner feelings were very complicated.
He looked at Federick, imagined what the child would look like when he grew up, and felt that it was not Federick's appearance at all. Different people, different encounters, and even the same body, the final temperament would be very different.
Wolfe knew a lot about Federick, not what Federic said, but what he guessed.
—Before he became his nephew, this person was a singer who yearned for the Grammy Awards. He was very familiar with the music world, but he didn’t know anything about the upper class. What relief, these traits summed up, and it's no secret that Frederick's previous life was here with Wolfe.
"Take a good rest, don't think too much, the Abandoned World has disappeared." Wolf turned around and prepared to leave the room.
Frederick was shocked.
The time line of the original book is less than one-tenth of the time, so it's gone
He thought of Johnson subconsciously, and found that it was fine, the teenager was no longer the secret weapon of the American Power Bureau, and he did not need to be trained and involved in so many battles and political interests.
"No, Johnson was taken away by mushrooms!"
"… "
Wolf's face turned from sunny to gloomy. He had no sympathy for the troublesome kid, and even shot Johnson. Federick almost lost his life because of Johnson, even if he didn't die, is it so good to get rid of drug addiction
Protecting shortness and being unreasonable is probably a common problem of underworld godfathers.
"That kid is in China, and the government got the news that they applied to China for repatriation." Wolf said with a gloomy face, "Before the abandoned world disappears, China will not agree, and it is hard to say now."
A power user who has lost power is not worth even a dollar.
All countries are stepping up to resume construction, and jet fuel is also an important material, not to mention the long voyage across the Pacific Ocean. If China refuses to dispatch the plane, and the United States refuses, then it will not be a matter of repatriation, and Johnson can only continue to stay in China.
Thinking of this, Federico sighed.
"Uncle, there is something we need to talk about."
Regarding the children of the supernatural beings, it is very likely that they will gain superpowers again after more than ten years.
No one cares about the underage protagonist for the time being, but this possibility cannot be denied. Federick feels that whether it is for Johnson or his uncle's power, this problem is very serious.
Wolfe told everyone to leave the room, leaving only the two of them.
After listening to Federick's words, the godfather rubbed the opal ring on his finger and asked without emotion, "So, it's better to bring that kid back?"
Federico nodded.
Wolfe gave him a deep look, left a sentence and turned to go out.
"I'll find a way."