I am Lapland’s rat!

She knew that Ceria would care about this very much, and she knew that if she didn't take the initiative to bring it up, Ceria would keep her confusion about this matter in her heart——

Therefore, Lapland took responsibility in her own way and solved the knot in Seria's heart.

In addition to the recognition of friends, attacks from enemies can also achieve the same purpose.

only……

What did Lapland think?

Under Wu Xian's concerned eyes, Lapland looked at Wu Xian:

"In Syracuse, it would be difficult for someone like Serea to live to such an old age, wouldn't it?"

Wu Xian shook his beard and wagged his tail.

Indeed, unless there is a childhood sweetheart who is the young head of the family.

"Haha, that's why I envy her." Lapland chuckled, "Xiao Yin, tell me, if I were someone like Ceria, would everything be different?"

Wu Xian: "..."

It was hard for him to imagine the expression on Alberto's face when he found out that his daughter was Ceria.

"..."

Lapland also remained silent for a while.

After a while, she said as if gibbering:

"Yes...so people like Ceria must never give up on the pursuit of power."

"The power required to maintain order is much greater than the power required to destroy order..."

"...I just want her to realize this."

Girl Luper's arms relaxed and rested casually on the back of the bench. She tilted her head back slightly and leaned against the backrest to look at the starless night sky.

She had been working since this morning and she was tired.

Wu Xian also looked at the night sky. In front of the dark curtain, the towering buildings were like a sketch of mixed light and dark.

The street lights on the street light up one by one.

……

"Have I left Syracuse now?"

Lapland suddenly asked this to himself.

……

The lights are on.

Chapter 118 Homesickness Complex

……

Cast Iron City.

In the Texas family mansion, dinner is now over.

According to Salvatore Texan's habit, this stubborn old man would always go into his study after dinner, turn on the gramophone, listen to songs and read for a while, until he went to bed.

During this time, anyone in the family can go to the study and chat with the old man.

This is also the kindest moment of Salvatore's day. If the juniors have any needs, they go to him at night, and he usually agrees generously.

It was only at this time that he looked most like an old man with many children and grandchildren.

Of course, Salvatore is extremely disgusted with people who talk about business during breaks, so if anyone dares to mention family matters at this time, don't blame the old man for taking out a cane and hitting you on the head.

"..."

Today, the study is still shrouded in soft dim yellow light.

The vinyl record player in the corner plays old songs from the time when new-style music was just emerging in Colombia more than 30 years ago. Next to the record player are bookshelves with books on various subjects neatly placed on them.

An old man named Luper with a deeply wrinkled face and gray hair was leaning on a recliner with a book in his hand.

Even though he was in a relaxed posture, he didn't feel relaxed. He sat there like a marble statue named "Relaxation Time."

His daughter, Georgia, sat nearby on a small wooden stool, chuckling.

In fact, there were no jokes, and nothing that made people happy.

But that's what Georgia is about.

"Dad, Sofia called me today."

After one topic ended, Georgia quickly brought up a new topic:

"Sofia's grades in their class are pretty good, and she also got an A in the new subject of Originium Technique Application! She said that there are group activities arranged in the school today, and she will go to a technology exhibition at the Convention and Exhibition Center this weekend..."

dong dong.

Halfway through, there was a knock on the study door.

Georgia turned around. The door to the study was open, and she could see the old housekeeper from the mansion standing at the door.

This butler is also over 50 years old. He has come to the mansion when Giorgia was very young. He is Salvatore's loyal servant and friend.

"What's wrong?" Salvatore put down the book in his hand, turned to look at the old housekeeper at the door, and asked.

"Sir, there is news about Tremont."

The old housekeeper whispered respectfully, took two steps forward, and handed a letter in his hand to Salvatore.

In fact, the main method of transmitting information in the family today is to make phone calls, but Salvatore only accepts messages in the form of letters at night, which is also one of his stubborn habits.

Salvatore took the envelope, opened it, and took a look at the contents in front of Giorgia.

Then he said without changing his expression: "Georgia, please go out first."

Georgia's face suddenly became a little surprised, but she didn't dare to say anything more, so she stood up and left.

The door of the study was closed, leaving only Salvatore and the old housekeeper.

The old butler looked at Salvatore with questioning eyes.

Salvatore, who was leaning on the recliner, just unfolded the letter, read the content again, and then sighed.

"……Ugh."

Even though the old man sighed, there was no sign of sadness on his face, as if it was just a quiet gasp of a warrior taking a rest.

"Klainen, has Saluzzo's alpha wolf sent us any letters since last time?"

The old housekeeper shook his head and said: "...No more. The heir of Saluzzo is next to Miss Cellinina, but that gentleman doesn't seem to care much."

"Alberto is exactly the same as the wolf of Saluzzo whom I knew when I left Syracuse."

Salvatore leaned on the recliner and recalled calmly:

"Just the same going its own way, just as arrogant, just as crazy."

"His daughter may be similar to him."

The old housekeeper was a little worried: "Then if she stays with Miss Chelinina..."

"...It's not a bad thing." Salvatore shook his head.

"Let her assist little Cellinina, and let them become companions."

“Texas needs Syracuse.”

……

……

Newlian City.

Salvatore's other child is now wandering around a little restlessly.

Outside the window are the splendid decorative lights of high-rise buildings and colorful city neon lights. The night view of this tourist city has also been specially designed to attract tourists to spend tickets to climb the landscaped hill at night.

But at this time, Mossetti had no intention of watching this. On the surface, he still showed a calm and composed expression, but his posture of pacing back and forth in front of the window revealed the unrest in his heart.

It wasn't until someone knocked on the door that Mosedi took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"……Come in."

Entering the door was another henchman.

He lowered his head and said to Mosedi, who looked calm: "...There is no communication from Cast Iron City yet."

"The old man hasn't called yet?" Mosedi pursed his lips and confirmed.

The follower nodded, raised his head and replied: "...Yes, Second Young Master."

"how could be?"

Mosedi couldn't help but said, "Don't you know, old man?"

"Shouldn't it be?"

He repeated it calmly over and over again.

"he does not know?"

"How could he not know that his favorite granddaughter, Chelinina, was in fucking Tremont?"

"Even if everyone in the family doesn't know that Chelinina is back, it's impossible for the old man not to know!"

The follower lowered his head.

Of course, the family members who followed Osborne to Tremont were not wiped out. In the afternoon, someone sent back the news of the failure and the news of Cellinina's appearance in the exhibition center.

While Mosseti was shocked, he believed that his father would definitely take this opportunity to summon family members, including Cellinina, back to the Cast Iron City, and punish Mosseti as a typical case to emphasize that everyone in the family Everyone must abide by the rules and not harm their family members.

But Salvatore said nothing.

Also did nothing.

"..."

Mosedi: "..."

After a long silence, Mossidi regained his gentle expression.

He even wanted to laugh a little:

"Haha, does the old man think that my second uncle can't possibly pose even a slight threat to Chelinina, so even if he knew that I sent people to attack Silver Wolf's security, he didn't even give a warning?"

"And by letting Cellinina stay in Tremont, does he want Cellinina to imitate his trajectory and start a business, integrating all the assets of the Texas family into the Giuseppe family?"

attendant:"……"

"Hey...I was a little hesitant at first."

Mosetti sighed.

"Tell them that I agree to their cooperation. Fenrir Security will be responsible for the attack on the Convention and Exhibition Center."

"Also, send someone directly back to the family to find out who Lapland Saluzzo is."

"The Texas family has long ceased to be a Syracuse family."

Chapter 119 Don’t stop anymore

……

The next morning.

At eight o'clock, preparations for a new day's exhibition have begun inside the exhibition hall of the Rheinland Life Achievement Exhibition at the Convention and Exhibition Center.

The researchers who had rested all night cheered up and were busy between booths.

After the half-day exhibition yesterday, they had already prepared accordingly for the processes they would go through during the exhibition. They were not too nervous now, and the atmosphere in the exhibition hall was in full swing.

“That’s it, put this ecological tank on the booth over there!”

Mulseth commanded her team members with a smile.

After assigning all her work to others, she walked easily to the bioengineering area.