Franco and the housekeeper were both a little confused, and they didn¡¯t understand why they could still know the content of their conversation even though they were more than ten meters away from him.
The housekeeper looked at Franco's face and saw him nodding, so he said to Lin Jingbao: "I'm very sorry, Mr. Lin. I didn't know that there was a person named Luo Shaoqi in the convoy. However, this time the escort More than ten security personnel died and eight were injured. They are still receiving treatment in the hospital. If you need it, I can contact the hospital."
Lin Jingbao frowned and said in a deep voice: "Can the housekeeper please help me with the inquiry? Mr. Franco, this Luo Shaoqi is my brother. If there is any problem, I will directly intervene. I think You know what happened."
After the butler said goodbye, Franco sat down again and said: "First of all, I have to admire your hearing. You seem to be a very strange person. Nothing can trouble you. Maybe this is why I admire you very much. . I can tell you truthfully what happened. If it is convenient, please do me a small favor. Of course, this is not a threat, it is just mutual benefit. How about it, Mr. Lin? "
"If it's within this matter, I can promise you, but you also know that I don't like trouble. You should be able to solve the follow-up matters for me."
Franzo nodded slightly and smiled, and said: "Of course, this is not a problem at all. I am also a person who doesn't like trouble. Let me briefly describe the whole thing to you."
After finishing speaking, he sorted out his thoughts for a while and spoke softly.
"About half a year ago, I accidentally discovered something that once belonged to the Catalon family. It was a short gold scepter with a round handle and a crown-shaped handle on the top. This thing is called 'Quan'. The rod of the enemy'."
Lin Jingbao¡¯s pupils shrank suddenly. Isn¡¯t this thing one of the many auction items on the Noble Avada? I was still playing around with it at the time. However, I felt that this thing was too dazzling and exquisite, so I chose another more ordinary cane and handed it to Tinker Bell as a gift. This matter seems to be too much of a coincidence.
"When I found out, I immediately sent people to Country G to buy this 'Scepter of Power'. Unexpectedly, it was snatched away by a group of mercenaries when it was being auctioned. I got the news at that time After that, I asked around, and finally I found out that it was the bloody mercenary group from country w. So, I ordered people to rush to country w and contact them. "
When he said this, Franco shook his head and sighed, a look of disappointment appeared on his face, and said: "At that time, I knew that the Scarlet Mercenary Group had been wiped out and was destroyed by another group of mercenaries, so things naturally arrived. In their hands. After many investigations, I finally learned that Raymond Poincar¨¦ had a good connection with them.
Raymond? Poincar¨¦ is my old friend Jack? Poincar¨¦¡¯s son, we are also business partners. With this relationship, I asked Raymond to buy all their goods. You also know what happened after they were shipped here, so I won't say more.
I want you to help me find the ¡®Scepter of Power¡¯, so that something that has been missing for more than three centuries can return to the embrace of the Catalon family. As for the conditions, you can ask whatever you want. As long as they are not too excessive, I will agree to everything you ask for. Mr. Lin, I wonder what you think? "
Lin Jingbao couldn't calm down in his heart. Between a strange combination of circumstances, several people and things seemed to be vaguely related. He involuntarily touched the inheritance jade on his chest, and his keen intuition seemed to tell him that if he wanted to solve the thousand-year mystery of his master, he had to go through the Catalien family.
However, what makes him puzzled is that there are thousands of mountains and rivers separating this country from country F, how did the teacher's belongings get to foreign countries, and how to explain all these things.
After thinking for a while, he replied in a deep voice: "I agree to your request."
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Saifan Central Hospital, in the intensive care unit.
Luo Shaoqi opened his eyes drowsily and looked around at the scene. When he saw that he was in a hospital, he was secretly relieved. However, the ensuing hatred and anger made his eyes red, his hands clenched tightly into fists, and his teeth were gritted, making people feel terrified when they saw him.
Suddenly, a voice sounded, which made him feel happy and comforted, and emotions of emotion and guilt welled up in his heart.
"Brother Qi, don't be too excited. I'm still here and things are not that bad."
Luo Shaoqi's eyes suddenly became moist, tears blurred his eyes, and a look of pain appeared on his face. He hated it, really hated it. He closed his eyes tightly and recalled the words his brothers in life and death asked before they died.
"Old, oldBig help me remit the money to my mother and sue her to tell her that my son is unfilial. "
"Boss! What's going on? We are surrounded! This is a trap!"
"Boom"
Painful tears slid down Luo Shaoqi's face, which was still slightly smokey. The silent choking and the dissipation of the brotherhood made him feel extremely guilty. Twelve brothers left him just like this. Although everyone knew from the first day they entered Lone Wolf that they would end their young lives in this way.
However, what happened today could have been avoided, just because of myself, because I trusted my former comrades too much, and believed in others too much. Hate, strong hatred filled his chest. The man bleeds but does not shed tears, but his heart is not touched.
Seeing his sad look, Lin Jingbao slowly sat next to him and said softly: "Brother Qi, I have seen your comrades. Their conditions have stabilized and there is no danger. You can rest assured, I have also made arrangements for those who died, and their bones have been cremated. It depends on your opinion on how to arrange them."
Hearing this, Luo Shaoqi's emotions could no longer be endured. His face became distorted in pain, his facial muscles and corners of his mouth were twitching constantly, his nose became red, and big tears rolled down his white face. On the pillow. I kept asking myself, why didn't a fool like myself die, why didn't he die for his dead brothers.
Five years have passed, five years of fighting together, being cool together, enjoying together, suffering together, but in the end, they were betrayed ruthlessly by their own brothers. As a result, twelve brothers died tragically. He still clearly remembered that when many brothers died, their eyes were wide open, and they could not believe that they would be betrayed by the brothers with whom they lived day and night.
The silent crying did not arouse Lin Jingbao's ridicule, but made him awe. This is his heroic and loyal brother, and this kind of person is worthy of being associated with.
After waiting for a long time, Luo Shaoqi slowly calmed down and said slowly: "Xiaobao, thank you. As a brother, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. I thank you on behalf of the brothers who died!"
After saying that, he gritted his teeth and bulged his cheeks on both sides to prevent the tears in his eyes from falling again.
"There is no need for us two brothers to say these words. When a brother is in trouble, it is the right thing to stab him at both sides. Now we are both in a foreign country, and the fallen leaves still need to return to their roots. It is better to let them be buried in China."
Luo Shaoqi nodded slightly and agreed with Lin Jingbao's opinion.
Lin Jingbao waited until his mood calmed down a bit before asking, "Do you want revenge?"
Luo Shaoqi suddenly widened his eyes, with a crazy look in his blood-red eyes. He wanted to swallow that guy alive. He nodded hard and said, "Xiaobao, I need your help."
Lin Jingbao¡¯s face was cold and handsome. He first informed him of Franco¡¯s words, and then continued: ¡°First of all, you have to reveal the whole thing so that I can help you. Otherwise, there is nothing I can do.¡±
Luo Shaoqi raised his head slightly and looked at the white ceiling. His thoughts returned to this morning, and the voice of his deceased brother Chen Xiaofeng seemed to be heard in his ears again