Chapter 135: Only money is real

"That Chinese is very dangerous, the defeat of the Capone Group, the Mafia Committee, Luciano, including the disappearance of the old father Johnny, I believe these are all related to him."
"Don't irritate him easily without sufficient evidence." This is the Mr. Secretary who is far away from Washington, advises Purvis.
"BOSS, why should they be handed over to the police?" This is the first time Lao Huang has questioned his decision.
In his view, the so-called verdict is not painful at all. Such guilt can be easily erased as long as the sincerity admits the mistake and adds an objective compensation.
Moreover, they have no direct evidence to prove that this is what the other party did.
"Don't worry, Lao Huang, you have to believe that my inner anger is not less than you." Li Zitao smiled mysteriously and sat quietly beside the bed.
Looking at Eric, who was still in a coma, Li Zitao's smiling face burst into a terrifying cold light.
The next day, the FBI stopped the other family on the train to Florida.
In the afternoon of the same day, Li Zitao met with the Thomas family under ‘protection’ at the FBI Chicago branch.
Yes, the so-called imprisonment is considered necessary protection by Li Zitao and Purvis.
As long as he dares to go out from here, Li Zitao is not sure what he will do.
"Mr. Thomas, what makes you use such cruel means to a child under seven?" Li Zitao asked with a smile and a soft voice.
Big belly, wearing a bowler hat, holding a cane, as if Thomas of the old gentleman of country Y was expressionless, calmly said: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
"Trust me, you'll understand soon." Li Zitao's eyes turned to the little Thomas hiding in his mother's arms.
"Welcome back, Mr. Thomas." Li Zitao took off his hat and slowly exited the room.
"Li, you can't mess up." Purvis was standing outside the door. At this time, there was no soundproof environment like in the previous life. He just heard what Li Zitao said just now.
"I just welcomed him. Is it guilty of doing this?" Li Zitao squeezed a smirk and walked out of the door after he finished speaking.
Now that the person has seen it, nothing will happen to him next.
"Papo, staring at them for 24 hours to ensure their safety, can you do it?" After Li Zitao left, Purvis called an old detective.
Papo has been working for the Bureau of Investigation for 18 years. He is an experienced, loyal and reliable old man. Purvis thinks he is worthy of trust.
"Of course." Papo nodded meticulously.
"Okay, I've handed it to you guys here, I have to go and investigate this matter quickly, otherwise we have to be a nanny."
Purvis smirked on his shoulder and led the team away with a gun and a round cap.
Shortly after Purvis left, Papo dialed a number: "Please bring a burrito for three... yes."
After hanging up, Papola sat a chair outside the interrogation room, looked down at the floor and wondered what to think.
A short time later, a messenger who pressed the brim arrived, Papo took the bag without any communication, and the other party did not turn around and left without collecting money.
Out of the branch gate, the delivery staff glanced left and right alertly and found that no one was paying attention to him, and then swiftly turned into the alley on the right.
A black Buick was parked in the alley, and the messenger pulled the car door and rushed in.
"Did you get it?" After sitting on the smoke, a familiar voice sounded, and when the smoke dissipated a little, Paul's expression appeared.
Compared to him a few months ago, Paul now looks a little blessed, at least his face is round.
Every day, there are a lot of beautiful knives in the account, and there are no troubles under his hands. The big boss behind him never points fingers at himself, and there are endless parties every day.
This fairy-tale day caused Paul to question his former life.
What did you once do? It's stupid!
"It's done, the three-piece burritos, the dose is just right, hehe..." The delivery boy rubbed his hands with a smile.
It's been a long time since I did this kind of thing, he thought he was born!
"Boss, Papo left." The door opened suddenly, and a small man rushed into the car, bringing the latest news.
Since tasting the sweetness on QD, Paul has forbidden anyone to call him his godfather, but let them call themselves by their boss.
Make money, only make money is true.
What godfather and mafia are shit!
Capone is the godfather, Luciano is also the godfather, and many people are also called godfathers. Look at them and yourself now.
"Humph, idiots will be godfathers," Paul spit out.
The only thing that troubled him was that he couldn't touch the money for every cent.
God, this is really a nightmare!
"Okay, it's time to leave." With a breath of smoke, Paul pressed the cigar roughly into the cigarette case.
When Purvis returned to the branch again, the news was that the Thomas family was hospitalized for food poisoning.
The oldest agent he trusted most, Papo, disappeared two hours ago.
Boom!
With a punch on the table, Purvis was full of anger and sadness, ‘why, why even people like Papo would become their stooges. ’
If Purvis is also on a departing cruise ship at this moment, Papo will definitely tell him, "I just want my family to live a stable and wealthy life."
A cheque of $200,000, a promise to ensure that he left the country safely, was enough to throw away the so-called loyalty and glory.
At this time, the FBI was not the huge institution of later generations, and now it is still a seedling, which is exactly the kind of confidence that Papo dare to do so.
District 22, Li Zitao sitting in front of the hospital bed waited for a letter.
"Get it!" The simple words represent the result he wants.
No one can ignore the rules, Li Zitao is very sure of this, at least Thomas...
Still far from qualified!
The dose in those foods is not enough to kill them, but what kind of sequelae will be caused to gentleman Mr. Thomas, even God cannot guess.
"I hope you will live strong, Amen!" Li Zitao drew a cross on his chest, but his heart was full of murderous intentions.
If Eric couldn't pass it, he wouldn't mind being a night knight.
"Moved, Charlie, he moved." Norma woke him up in surprise, and looked up. Eric's hand was moving slowly, as if he wanted to grab something.
"Andy." Li Zitao shouted outside.
Boom, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, "Come, come..."
Andy, who had just slept for two days, rushed in with bloodshot eyes, but still carefully observed Eric's reaction.
"It seems that the most worried thing has not happened, but I don't know if his memory has been affected."
When Eric's eyelids were shaking and trying to open, Andy's face smiled.
"Uh..." With a groan, Eric finally opened his eyes.
"Eric, can you hear it?" Andy asked in front of him.
"Well," came a hoarse voice, and Eric swallowed hard, remembering what happened.
After school, he was planning to go to the station to wait for the tram. While walking on the road, he suddenly suffered a huge brain damage, and he was unconscious in the dark.
"Hiss, it hurts..." After taking a sip of water, Eric's voice was no longer the kind of metal tear.
"It was my mistake. I should send someone to follow you after that day." Li Zitao regretted his indulgence very much.
But from the bottom of his heart, he really did not expect that someone would give such a heavy hand to a child less than 7 years old because of this kind of thing.
"Cough, what about that idiot?" Eric asked, turning his head hard.
"In the hospital, I heard that he had eaten a bad stomach and food poisoning is being rescued." Li Zitao said easily.
"...Great." I thought Eric would be uncomfortable with this, and never thought he was very excited.
The kind of excitement that comes from your eyes through your eyes is not just as simple as it appears. This little guy will not have a serious tendency to violence!
"Stop, these things are not what you should care about, take care of the wounds." After Andy's inspection, it was determined that Eric was fine. As long as he rested well, Li Zitao finally left the ward.
"Yan Yan?" The first thing after going out was to find Huang Yanyan.
After the accident with Eric, Yan Yan often came to see him, but Li Zitao was not in a mood to say anything else.
Now that Eric is safe, it is also time to put the school on the agenda.
Molly is already on the returning ship and expects to arrive in New York Harbor tomorrow afternoon, and the flight has been arranged for her.
"Uncle, here." Yan Yan, lying in the shade, waved her hand and said weakly.
Since Eric’s incident, all students in District 22 have been suspended at home.
"Molly will be back tomorrow night. I will talk to Mr. Dewey again and try to get the Gold Coast College to start teaching at the end of the month."
"Really?" Yan Yan suddenly became energetic and sat up and looked at him. "Then I'll go find my father now and let him go with me to buy the school bus~EbookFREE.me~ There are some more The necessary arrangement, no, I need to go to school in person."
Yanyan whispered while walking, thinking about going to the ‘luxury mansion’ first to determine what needs to be prepared.
Li Zitao was also not idle. First, he ran a Chi University in person. After meeting with Dewey, he explained Eric's experience in detail.
"God, this is really terrible, even the barbarian tribe knows to protect young children, this scum..." Dewey gritted his teeth.
"So Mr. Dewey, I want the Gold Coast School to start teaching in advance. In order to compensate the hard work of the teachers, I am willing to provide double salary."
It is easy to bring old ones to new ones, but if you bring new ones that have just stepped into the society, and go directly to work, the amount of work here is not small.
"No problem, I will personally do their job." Hearing Li Zitao's so generous remuneration, Dewey also agreed to come down.
Dewey College is not his word, but with double salary, he believes that no one can refuse such temptation.
"Thank you very much. I hope that you will be able to attend in person and address the opening of the new school. By the way, we have just confirmed its name, Dewey-Gold Coast United College."
"Great name." Dewey's smile was even better, and he was serious about prestige.
After the matter was properly discussed, Dewey needed to make a lot of preparations for the opening of the college, and Li Zitao did not bother to choose to leave.
Back at the SHIELD club, Li Zitao stood in front of the detailed map of Chicago, thinking carefully about the final address of Dewey College.
The current Gold Coast College is not his goal. The 12-year-old Ivy League, a huge and splendid college, fits this position.