old dream

Chapter 2 Ringworm
Most of the gunmen had no real intention to kill, but Colin still raised his hands.

"Ricardo, still can't sleep without the gun?"

Colin pretended to be relaxed, closing the door behind him with his elbows.The noise in the room did not go away.Someone next door seems to be teaching his daughter a lesson.The sobs and the cadence of the Cynthili dialect are clearly recognizable, reminiscent of the little tongue bouncing in the throat.

The noise made the space seem more cramped, and the gunmen remained silent in the shadows.

He finally learned to be alert and tempted... Colin thought to himself.I feel a little relieved and a little sad.

Someone had arranged to meet him here.The gunman had just been released from prison this afternoon, and it should be less than three hours to get to the city by car from the remote prison farm.

"Where did you get the gun when you just got out of prison? You hid it before?"

Ricardo Carradura is a gun addict.While most people are wary of carrying a gun, he rarely doesn't.Arrested at an event for carrying a firearm and jailed for two years.

"Colin Dallozzo."

Ricardo spoke, he had to confirm something.

"...Are you related to that?"

The event that led to his arrest two years ago was originally planned by Colin.Someone told the secret, but only Ricardo was caught in the end.Detectives tried to get more people out of him, but Ricardo endured the lengthy interrogation.

No matter how firm he is in the face of interrogation, it does not mean that he has no doubts in his heart. Things between partners must be clear and must not be confused. This is the principle of the Cynthili people.

but.

"What are you asking me to answer?"

Colin stared into Ricardo's eyes and said, he saw through, there was no killing intent in the depths.

"Are you going to put down the gun as soon as I say 'it's irrelevant'?"

Ricardo's so-called questioning just wanted to hear the preset answer in his heart.After two years, Ricardo did not want to bear the burden of doubting his best friend.

Colin moved closer to the muzzle.

"I didn't betray you, but do you believe me when I say it?"

Be suspicious of anyone to live longer in this line of work.Don't put down the gun lightly, Ricardo.

"The whistleblower found it?" So Ricardo gritted his teeth to find the answer by himself.

"Luka caught him within days - dying without dignity as a traitor."

"How can you be sure he's a traitor?"

"I found the money he received from the police detective, and by the way, I found out who was eyeliner in the police station."

"Apart from you and Luka, who else has tried this evidence?"

"Five-Handed 'Big Boss' Don Marizio Caruso. Whistleblower publicly executed at Five-Hands meeting."

Silence, Ricardo was checking whether the story was complete, and where else could he check it.

At last he lowered his gun-wielding hand and took a slight step forward, revealing his face from the shadows.

Ricardo's curly brown hair was shaved like a prisoner, which made Colin feel a little strange.He was still wearing tattered clothes, which meant he didn't even think about tidying up first.

There were tears in his eyes, and his expression was sloppy.

"You know Colin, the last thing I want to do is doubt you. But for two years...in those walls, I couldn't hear anything..." Ricardo's voice was out of tune.

In the past two years, in order to avoid suspicion, Luca arranged a lawyer for him, but did not allow any of his subordinates to visit him.

And his parents, who opened a fruit and vegetable store, were too sad to lift their heads, and thought he was dead.

Colin supported his shoulder, patted his cheek, and said in a low voice:

"It won't happen again."

"I'm not a 'patriarch,' but I can assure you of that."

……

Colin asked Ricardo to pack himself up.Listen to him talk about his experience in the two years in an understatement.Before he was in prison, he was lanky and sturdy, and when he came out of prison, he was emaciated. Colin knew that what happened to him was not as simple as he said.

Although they have been separated for two years, they can be sure that the other party has not changed too much, which makes them feel a little more relaxed.

Ten years ago, when Colin was still very young, he had not yet met his uncle Craigie.

He had just arrived in the city at the time, and had spent seven months in what was more of a mortuary than an awning on the alms of the church.It was there that he met Ricardo and his family.

In those chaotic times, even the job of moving corpses had to be bribed.In order to make a living, almost all of the children have engaged in stealing activities, and Colin is one of them.

They were hired to burn down other people's newsstands in the city, to steal from women who couldn't read their wallets, and to rob some drunken drinkers.It's all unethical things.Children without discipline and nowhere to make a living are almost everywhere.

From time to time, these little gangsters would fight each other, and almost every time, Colin's gang without the support of adults could not get good.But they survived in the end, as tenacious as psoriasis that can't see the sun.

Half an hour later, Colin helped Ricardo get some decent clothes, and when he was neatly dressed, the two left the hotel.Wait for a carriage at the pre-agreed place.

"Speaking of which, are you still working at the seminary over there in the old city?" Ricardo asked.

"Ah, yes."

For them, a surface job is good cover, less likely to be suspected, and good for bail.Moreover, he will work hard, which also shows that this person is reliable.

"It feels like you can get away anytime," Ricardo said.

Colin didn't know what to answer.After all, Ricardo had already soiled his resume, and there was no turning back.

Some people call this kind of thing "baptism", stupid enough to be romantic.

"So, what's going on in Southstad now?"

Ricardo has regained his pre-prison savvy.

"There is good news and there is bad news," Colin said.

"'Mind' Nevio died of gout. The one who succeeded him as the five-handed man is our Luca."

The "Five Hands" is a council made up of the five most powerful Cynthili groups.Sometimes called "family", but they are not linked by blood. "Family" actually refers to "a family made of blood", which means that the partners who bleed together are as close as a family.

The Cynthilians, as always, have little trust in any king, so it's the five hands that actually "look after" all the Cynthili communities.They are so powerful that some even jokingly call the home of the five-handed "big boss" Don Marizio Caruso "the real mayor's mansion in Southstadt".

Unsurprisingly, Ricardo's expression was rather shocked.Colin understood his feelings quite well.

Luca Cestallo, the man their gang is attached to.It was a refugee who came to Stade only ten years ago. Although he became the leader early, in their impression, he was an older brother with a gentle attitude and a humble background.Who could have imagined that Luca could make his group "Five Hands" in just a few years?

"What's the bad news?" Ricardo asked immediately after regaining his senses.

"The bad news is that you have to go to work as soon as you get out of prison." Colin smiled: "Get familiar with the new business, it won't be very hard."

"There is one last thing, you must have heard of it in there."

"you say?"

There were no lights in the carriage, so little detail could be seen.

Colin turned his face to one side, his eyes seemed to penetrate the heavy curtains of the carriage, looking at some extremely distant place.

"...The Alliance is going to ban alcohol, Ricardo."

He uttered these words faintly, as if making some kind of announcement.

……

The carriage began to jolt a little, probably from a gravel path on the outskirts of the city.

The heavy curtains blocked everything outside, and there was no way of knowing where the carriage was heading.

Colin glanced at the watch in his hand, it was 21 o'clock.

This world is also a 24-hour system, but Ke Lin thinks that one second must be longer than the previous life, but there is no way to verify it.

"It's almost there." Colin gestured slightly to Ricardo and asked him to stand up.

He opened the hidden compartment under the seat and took out the contents.

Two daggers, and two pistols with slightly heavy hands.

　The extraordinary people in this book are called extraordinary, but they have always been very dependent on secular society.The gang plot is a transition to the whole book, but it is not meaningless to the development of the protagonist, because these underground societies are also an important part of the wizarding ecology, and mastering them can gain huge advantages.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)