Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 107 [Strike against the Wind]

When I got home, it was already midnight.

Ethan didn't fall asleep immediately.

Because tonight's events are not over yet.

Anya went to the kitchen to cook some hangover soup.

Although Ethan didn't drink much, it was always nice to have a bowl of hot soup on such a cold night.

Especially for Vincent who will be back soon after killing someone.

I just waited in the living room until the hangover soup was cold, but Vincent didn't come back.

Ethan couldn't sit still anymore.

He stood up and called Velen.

"Vincent hasn't come back yet. Go check around Aberlin's apartment. Be careful."

A feeling of uneasiness was already welling up in Ethan's heart.

It shouldn't be.

He had made all the arrangements in advance, and Marvin did not come out of the Prohibition Bureau tonight.

Aberlin had no help, and it was impossible for him to become so powerful that Vincent could not fight against him overnight.

Where could the problem lie?

shadow?

Or maybe he was worrying too much.

Vincent and Shadow just finished their work and went out for a midnight snack. They came back soon.

But the fact is, they never came back.

Instead, it was Velen who came.

"Master, I went to check around there. There was no one in the car, but there didn't seem to be any signs of a struggle nearby."

Velen paused here, frowning.

"The most important thing is that Aberlin is still alive."

Aberline is still alive.

Vincent and the others were gone.

Disappeared.

Ethan took a step forward, and Velen hurried to stop him.

"Master..."

"Don't worry, I'm not that impulsive." Ethan didn't move forward, he just paced.

Who could take Vincent and the others away quietly, or even kill them?
Solomon.

This was the first name that came into Ethan's mind.

However, it is impossible.

Solomon is a very principled man, and Ethan has met him before.

Aberlin was someone he had completely given up on, so there was no reason for him to set up an ambush on New Year's Eve.

In other words, with Solomon's strength, there was no need for him to go through so much trouble to deal with Ethan.

Who could that be?

The names in Ethan's mind danced above Sandro, Marvin, and King of Winters.

But isn’t the King of Winter with him tonight?

Marvin doesn't have that ability.

Sandro...

This matter was caused by Sandro, but Sandro was with him tonight, how did he do it...

After thinking for a while, Ethan called Sandro directly, regardless of whether he was asleep or not.

As it turned out, it was Clay who answered the phone.

"Ethan, what's wrong? Is something wrong?"

He knew very well that if there was nothing wrong, Ethan would not call Sandro in the middle of the night.

"Something happened to Vincent. He's missing."

After hearing this, Clay obviously stopped breathing.

“What do you think…” “Yeah.”

"Don't act rashly. Let me check for you first."

After a while, Weilun came to report that Marvin was missing.

Ethan realized after a moment's thought that if he had just gone to find Aberlin regardless of the consequences, he would probably have been arrested on the spot by Marvin.

Marvin and Aberlin must know something, especially Aberlin.

The night passed like this.

Ethan didn't sleep all night.

There is still no news about Shadow and Vincent.

He had sent everyone to look for Vincent and Shadow, even though he knew the chances of finding them were slim.

Now he was going to see Sandro, no matter what.

Just as he was about to go out, the phone at home rang again. It was Anya who answered it.

She only listened to a few words and hung up immediately.

"Master, those ships are back."

"Which ships?"

When Ethan asked this question, he immediately knew that something was wrong.

Years ago, only one wave of ships went out to sea, and they were the smuggling ships taken from the Corleone family.

How can it be……

"The people at the dock said that everyone on the boat died, and the boat drifted back to the harbor on its own. Now, the police and the prohibition bureau have all gone there."

At this point, Ethan understood that what happened last night was not a single incident, but a series of combined punches.

This is an iceberg that suddenly rises from the calm sea surface.

This happened when two swordsmen were dueling. A sudden strong wind blew up, and the opponent suddenly changed his sword grip and launched a fatal strike.

Sandro...

Everything he said last night was false.

Ethan picked up the phone and called Ned's house, but the call was not connected.

Then there is only one conclusion, Ned already knew about this.

He chose to give up his card.

"Anya, listen to me. Remember what I'm going to say next. I'm afraid I won't be back for a while..."

Half an hour later, the Prohibition Bureau, led by Marvin, had surrounded the Pauletta Manor.

This time, they were not going to invade by force because they had a search warrant.

They would not be breaking any laws by entering the Porretta estate.

So this left Bob, who had rushed over, with no way out.

Instead, Ethan patted his shoulder and told him to be patient: "It won't be long, I'll be back soon. In the meantime, please help me."

Then Ethan slowly walked towards the door.

During this half hour, he also changed into a dark green coat and fixed his hair. He didn't look like he was about to be arrested, but rather like he was going to a cocktail party.

"I guess you must be Director Marvin. Nice to meet you. I'm Ethan Porletta."

Ethan said with a smile as he looked at the man in front of him wearing a dark purple tie.

"Ethan, I've heard of you for a long time. This time, I finally have the chance to invite you back as my guest." Marvin smiled and took a step forward, whispering, "It's a pity you didn't come last night. Otherwise, I would have had an excuse to shoot you to death."

Just as Ethan expected, he was indeed waiting for him at Aberlin's place last night.

"Catch him." He waved his hand and ordered his men behind him to arrest Ethan.

At this moment, Bob rushed out again and shouted, "Wait a minute, what right do you have to arrest Mr. Ethan?"

"Ethan Porretta is now suspected of a bootlegging case. Large amounts of bootleg liquor were found on the four ocean-going vessels he owns. We have the authority to take him away. Of course, this is an arrest warrant."

Marvin pulled out an arrest warrant and was just about to slap Bob in the face.

Bob still refused to back down and said, "Even so, you can't directly prove that the bootleg liquor belongs to Mr. Ethan. He is not the direct criminal. The most you can do is file a lawsuit, but you should not lock him up. You should hand him over to the prosecutor."

The two argued endlessly.

But at noon, all the major newspapers immediately published a special edition with the following headline: Artistic genius Ethan was suspected of being involved in bootlegging and has been arrested!

(End of this chapter)