old dream

Chapter 85 The Real Show

Ten minutes before the lights were cut off, the last drop of cloudy wine fell from the side of the glass, and Julieo stood up.While straightening the veil headdress with his left hand, he looked towards the dark corner where his uncle was.

She couldn't help biting her lower lip again, but without hesitating for too long, she walked over.

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My uncle probably doesn't have much ambition and is as stupid as a pig.As a result, he became the person who had the easiest life after Nevio died.

Without the restraint of "mind", he is like a tick biting on Capello's corpse. Even if the host dies, he will not let go, but instead sucks grease and rotting blood more freely.

When he saw a young woman approaching, he thought it was the call girl he had called again.It can be seen from the figure that she is a very rare beauty.In these days, the continuous debauchery has already worn out his lust, but at this time, there is a faint resurgence.But it was just a ray of weakness. In him, even desire was weak and weak.

"Did I call you here?" He stood up from the reclining chair and asked impatiently while thinking about the woman who received his money:
"Are you looking for Pia?"

Pia, is his own name.But his face seemed unfamiliar to Julio, a face full of desire but lifeless.There was pity in her eyes, and at the same time she was regretting her past self. Why did she feel that this person was at least much better than Nevio, because at least he didn't hurt anyone?
The calmness he showed was just because of his incompetence, and if he had a little bit of power, he would be more cruel than anyone else.

"Uncle Pia," Julio called out:
"Do you remember me?"

There was no such chat in the lines she had made with Colin.But the moment she saw Pia, she had decided to put aside the established script and complete the performance according to her own ideas.

Or it can no longer be called performance, because this is her own will.

"...Oh, it's you." Pia said, undisguised disappointment:
"How did you find this place?"

Julio looked at the two call girls, who hadn't figured out the situation yet, thinking that someone was robbing business.

"Just look at you."

She answered nonsense, slowly taking off her veil and tore off the cloak from her shoulders.She wasn't particularly dressed for the night, still wearing a simple crepe dress, like the shadow of a cemetery at dusk in the dim light.It is very inconsistent with this kind of sound and color scene.

Several people looked over and began to whisper something.There are not many people who have seen Julio here.

"The days after your father's death have been difficult for me."

Pia thought that Julio came to him for help because he was desperate, so he cried out first:
"...However, I heard that you got into Marizio and Luca?"

Halfway through the refusal, he suddenly remembered a rumor and asked uncertainly.

"Almost," said Julio.

Pia is a little unbelievable, is Julio such a person?

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

When he came back to his senses, Pia couldn't help clapping his hands excitedly:

"I said a long time ago that you are not a waste, you are obviously very good."

He turned from the recliner and put his feet in his shoes.A few call girls also got up and stepped aside.

"Sit down, don't panic." Julio said softly, there was even some tenderness in his voice.

Pia awkwardly adjusted the buttons on her shirt, trying to regain some of her old looks.He also knew that it was too unbearable to appear in front of his niece like this.

"You...will you take me?" Pia asked uncertainly: "I don't like it because I like it."

Days of indulgence are not as fun as you might imagine, and the short-lived freshness is fleeting.The sense of scarcity intensified, and he desperately wanted something, but he didn't know what it was.

Not even Pia himself had imagined that he would be so absurd in just a few weeks.He also knows what kind of reckoning he will be waiting for when Capello's body is divided up.But the more I know this, the more I want to seize the last time, like enjoying a feast before the end.

And Julio who appeared at this time was like the last ray of light.

"Get your hands on you..." Julio repeated his words:

"Do you want to join the Caruso family, or Cestalo?"

"Honestly, yes."

Pia lowered his voice, as long as he could get out of the sinking ship, anything would do.

"But uncle seems to have violated their prohibition."

Julio looked around at the speakeasy, and more and more people began to notice it, including the outlaws who were playing cards.

It wasn't as simple as selling bootleg alcohol, he was selling poisoned alcohol that could kill you.

"You can hide it," Pia said.

"People who know my identity are basically present, all of them from Capello's family. Those who look down on us."

"Maybe they're right," Julio said.

"what?"

"Don't you think we are like this, many people will be chilled." Julio said to himself:

"Will Nevio still close his eyes?"

"What are you talking about now?" Pia said as if he was annoyed: "When he was alive, wasn't you the one who wanted him to die the most?"

Julio lowered his head for a while and did not speak, then she turned her head away and said with a hidden expression:
"They've come over. Get closer and I'll tell you what to do."

Pia put her ear close to Julio, but didn't hear her for a long time.When he felt puzzled, he heard the screams of everyone around him.

He sat upright on the recliner wondering what was going on.Following the line of sight of others, he saw that a dagger had sunk into his chest, and Julio's hand hidden under the short cloak stretched out.

At this moment, the lights in the hall suddenly went dark.

(End of this chapter)