Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 62 [Brothers]

The snow continued to fall until midnight with no sign of stopping.

Even the sea surface feels like it is covered with snow.

Sitting in the large conference room on the third floor of the Prohibition Bureau, you can see this amazing scene through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

Newly promoted Prohibition agent Aberline Court sat by the window and watched the scene.

He looked for a long time until the door of the conference room opened and someone walked in.

The people who came in slowly came to his side and looked at the snow scene outside the window with him.

"It's troublesome to deal with the aftermath, right?" Aberlin finally spoke, looking at the man next to him.

This man was none other than Marvin Price, the director of the Winster Prohibition Bureau.

He seemed a little tired and couldn't help but support his forehead with his hand.

He should be tired. Many people died in the Prohibition Bureau today, and nothing was accomplished. It could be said that it was a complete failure.

The pension alone would be a huge sum, not to mention the responsibility he would have to bear, even though Lewis, the main person in charge of the operation, was already dead.

"Lewis is dead, what are you thinking about?" Marvin was silent for a while and looked at Aberlin.

“I’m thinking, this is actually a good thing.”

"Because he's an idiot?"

"Not only that, he has indeed completed his mission. Now, it's time for us to move on to the second phase of our plan."

"Oh?"

"On the way here, I read Winster's reports for the past two months. Lewis did offend everyone for us, but he also tested everyone for us. Now, the entire Winster City is in our hands."

As Abelin spoke, he turned his head and looked at Marvin.

"And, I discovered something else."

"what's up?"

"Your target, from the very beginning, was not Ethan Porretta at all."

"Then who is my target?"

"Ethan Porretta is indeed a good entry point, but his tenacity is a little beyond our expectations. However, until now, I still think it is best to continue to enter from Ethan Porretta, because he is the strongest gate in the Winster underground fortress. If we eliminate him, the entire fortress will collapse. Then, we can go straight to the center of the fortress, which is also your real target... Sandro."

As the name Sandro came out of Aberlin's mouth.

Marvin stopped staring at him and turned to look at the sea outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

At this time, the rotating light of the lighthouse on the seashore shone over, making Marvin's face look cloudy and uncertain, and also reflecting bright and dark light on Aberlin's glasses.

"I made the right decision to transfer you from the capital. Aberlin Court, the most outstanding graduate of the Special Operations Division of the Capital Public Security Department in the past three years. With an extremely high IQ and a knack for manipulating the situation, he wiped out the underworld of Red Rock City in just six months, earning him the title of Red Rock Governor. After returning to the capital, he was promoted to Chief Inspector. You're also the youngest Chief Inspector in the past decade. So, Mr. Chief Inspector, do you know what kind of person Sandro is?"

"Sandro, he's a mystery. From the information available, it's almost impossible to find any weaknesses. He stopped his external activities ten years ago. He has no family, no mistress, and doesn't seem to have any hobbies... He really is a Saints Row."

Aberlin also looked towards the sea.

Heading north from this sea, at the end is Sandro's castle.

Maybe Marvin placed the Prohibition Bureau's headquarters here to keep an eye on the Saint.

"I've been keeping an eye on him for two months, but no matter what happens outside, he doesn't make a single move. I consider myself a seasoned hunter, but this is prey I've never encountered before." Marvin spoke slowly, and finally said, "Tell me about your second phase plan."

"It's very simple. First of all, Lewis died at the right time. His death is a key."

Abelin gestured the shape of a key.

"What kind of key?"

"The key to Winster's underground bunker."

——————————When the snow covered the sea, it also covered the roof, pond, fountain and everything of the Pauletta family manor.

It snowed heavily tonight, so after the dinner, Velen and Palen did not leave and stayed where they were.

They left tactfully after finishing their meal.

Because they know very well that the next period of time is reserved for brothers.

A pair of brothers who haven't seen each other for twelve years.

Ethan and Vincent were drinking in front of the snowy balcony.

Outside the window is the lawn and the pond, which are now covered with snow.

"Ethan, do you remember? When we were little, there was a year when it snowed so heavily in Winchester. We were playing snowballs outside and accidentally broke the glass. That woke up our father, who was in a meeting inside at the time. He came out angrily and asked us who threw the snowballs."

"I remember, it was actually me who threw it, but you, my second brother, helped me catch it, and ended up getting scolded by my father."

Ethan searched his mind for memories of his previous life and indeed found such a passage.

It seems that Vincent has been a good brother since he was very young.

"So, Vincent, where have you been all these years? Why did you come back only now?"

If Vincent had come back earlier, then maybe Ethan wouldn't have to sit here now, but would be an art student in the royal capital, enjoying college life.

That would be an easy life.

But perhaps, Vincent would also die that night along with Leonardo.

"Ethan, I can't tell you where I went or what happened, but believe me, I will always be your brother. I will only help you and I will never do anything that is detrimental to the family."

Vincent looked at Ethan with deep and determined eyes.

"Trust me, okay?"

"Okay, I believe you, Vincent."

Ethan looked at him, then clinked his glass with his.

The two men drank the wine in their glasses in one gulp.

next moment.

At the same time, they felt someone approaching outside the window in the snowy night.

Ethan felt great malice, so he chose to take out the newly arrived ebony.

Yes, in fact, he had this intention when he designed the pair of guns, ebony and white ivory.

Vincent opened the door and rushed out.

Ten seconds later, in the snow, Vincent and the stunned uninvited guest Clay were fighting each other.

Ethan put away his gun with a speechless look on his face.

"Clay, I told you to go through the main door next time, why didn't you listen?!"

"No, it's snowing heavily, and I want to walk faster! And you, Vincent, I'm your Uncle Clay. After all these years, how can you welcome me like this?"

Clay pointed at his face in grievance. There was a noticeable red spot there where Vincent had punched him.

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