Chapter 135 Only Money Is Real

"That Chinese is very dangerous. The defeat of the Capone Group, the Mafia Committee, Luciano, and the disappearance of Papa Johnny, I believe these things are all related to him."

"Before you have sufficient evidence, don't provoke him easily." This is the advice given to Purvis by the director who is far away in Washington.

"Boss, why did you hand them over to the police?" This was the first time Lao Huang questioned his decision.

In his opinion, the so-called sentence is not painful at all. Such guilt can be easily erased as long as he sincerely admits his mistakes and adds an objective compensation.

Moreover, they have no direct evidence to prove that the other party did this.

"Don't worry, Lao Huang, you have to believe that the anger in my heart is no less than yours." Li Zitao smiled mysteriously and sat quietly by the bed.

Looking at Eric who was still in a coma, on Li Zitao's smiling face, a frightening cold light shot out from his eyes.

The next day, the FBI stopped the other family on a train bound for Florida.

In the afternoon of the same day, Li Zitao met the "protected" Thomas family at the FBI's Chicago branch.

That's right, from the perspective of Li Zitao and Purvis, the so-called imprisonment is regarded as a necessary protection.

As long as he dares to go out from here, Li Zitao is not sure what he will do.

"Mr. Thomas, what made you use such cruel means to a child under seven years old?" Li Zitao asked softly with a smile on his face.

Potbellied, wearing a top hat, and holding a cane, Thomas, who looked like an old gentleman from country Y, said calmly, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Trust me, you will understand soon." The corner of Li Zitao's mouth twitched, and his eyes turned to little Thomas who was hiding in his mother's arms.

"Welcome back, Mr. Thomas Jr." Li Zitao took off his hat and bowed, and slowly exited the room.

"Li, you can't mess around." Purvis was standing outside the door. At this time, there was no soundproof environment like the previous life. He could hear what Li Zitao said just now.

"I just greeted him. Is it a crime?" Li Zitao squeezed out a smirk, and walked out the door after speaking.

Now that the person has seen it, there will be nothing else to do with him.

"Pabo, keep an eye on them 24 hours a day to ensure their safety, can you do it?" After Li Zitao left, Purvis called an old detective and said.

Papo has worked for the Bureau for 18 years, and he is an experienced, loyal and reliable old man. Purvis feels that he is trustworthy.

"Of course." Papo nodded meticulously.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you buddy, I have to investigate this matter quickly, otherwise we will have to be babysitters forever."

Purvis patted him on the shoulder and smiled, and led the team away with guns and round caps.

Shortly after Purvis left, Papo dialed a number: "Triple tacos please...yes."

After hanging up the phone, Papo pulled up a chair and sat outside the interrogation room, looking down at the floor, wondering what he was thinking.

Not long after, a food delivery man with a hat brim arrived. Pabo took the bag without any communication, and the other party turned around and left without taking the money.

After leaving the gate of the branch, the food delivery staff glanced left and right vigilantly, and after finding that no one was paying attention to him, he turned into the alley on the right with agility.

A black Buick was parked in the alley, and the delivery man opened the door and rushed in.

"Is it done?" A somewhat familiar voice sounded from the smoke in the rear seat, and after the smoke dissipated slightly, Paul's flamboyant face was revealed.

Compared with him a few months ago, Paul now looks a little fatter, at least his face is rounded.

There are a lot of beautiful knives in the account every day, and there is no trouble for his subordinates. The big boss behind him never tells him what to do, and there are endless parties every day.

This fairy-like day made Paul question his past life.

What have you ever done? How stupid!

"nailed it,

The burrito for three people, the dose is just right, hehe..." The delivery man rubbed his hands with a sinister smile.

It's been a long time since I've done this kind of thing, and he thought he had given birth!

"Boss, Pabo has left." The car door opened suddenly, and a small man rushed into the car, bringing the latest news.

Since he tasted the sweetness in QD, Paul has banned people from calling him godfather, but let them call themselves boss.

To make money, only to make money is true.

What godfather, what mafia, it's all shit!

Capone is the godfather, Luciano is also the godfather, and there are many people who are also called godfathers, look at them and themselves now.

"Hmph, only an idiot will become a godfather." Paul complained.

The only thing that confuses him is that he can't touch every penny of the money.

God, what a nightmare!

"Okay, it's time to leave." After taking a puff of smoke, Paul roughly pressed the cigar out in the cigarette case.

When Purvis returned to the branch again, he got the news that Thomas's family was hospitalized for food poisoning.

And his most trusted old detective, Papo, disappeared 2 hours ago.

Boom!

Punching down on the table, Purvis was filled with anger and sadness, 'Why, why would someone like Pabo become their lackey. '

If Purvis was on the cruise ship leaving Hong Kong at this moment, Piper would have told him, "I just want to give my family a stable and prosperous life."

A check for $200,000, a promise to ensure his safe departure from the country, is enough to make him throw away his so-called loyalty and honor.

The FBI at this time is not the huge organization of the later generations, and it is just a seedling now, which is why Papo dared to do this.

In District 22, Li Zitao was sitting in front of the hospital bed waiting for a letter.

"It's done!" The simple two words represented the result he wanted.

No one can break the rules, Li Zitao is very sure of this, at least Thomas...

Still far from qualified!

The doses in those foods were not enough to kill them, but God can't guess what the aftereffects would be on gentleman Mr. Thomas.

"I hope you will live strong, Amen!" Li Zitao crossed himself, but his heart was full of killing intent.

If Eric couldn't make it through, he wouldn't mind being a Night Rider once.

"It's moving, Charlie, he's moving." Norma's surprise cry woke him up, and when he looked up, Eric's hand was moving slowly, as if trying to grab something.

"Andy." Li Zitao called out to the outside.

Boom, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, "Here we come, we come..."

Andy, who had just fallen asleep after staying up for two days, rushed in with bloodshot eyes, but he still watched Eric's reaction carefully.

"It seems that the most worried thing did not happen, but I don't know if his memory has been affected."

Spotting Eric's eyelids trembling to open, Andy smiled.

"Uh..." With a hum, Eric finally opened his eyes.

"Eric, can you hear me?" Andy asked, lying in front of him.

"En," came a hoarse voice, Eric swallowed hard, and then recalled what happened.

After school, he was planning to go to the station to wait for the tram. When he was walking on the road, he suddenly suffered a huge injury to the back of his head, and his eyes went dark and he fell unconscious.

"Hiss, it hurts..." After taking a sip of water, Eric's voice finally no longer had the feeling of tearing metal.

"It was my mistake. I should send someone to follow you after that day." Li Zitao regretted his laissez-faire very much.

But from the bottom of his heart, he really didn't expect that someone would do such a heavy hand to a child under 7 years old because of such a trivial matter.

"Cough, then, where is that idiot?" Eric turned his head to look at him with difficulty and asked.

"At the hospital, I heard that he suffered from food poisoning and is being rescued for food poisoning." Li Zitao said easily.

"...that's great." I thought Eric would feel uncomfortable about this, but he was very excited instead.

The kind of excitement that comes from the heart through the eyes is not just as simple as showing, this little guy will not have serious violent tendencies!

"Stop, these things are not your concern, take care of your wounds." After Andy's examination, after confirming that Eric was fine and that he only needed a good rest, Li Zitao finally left the ward.

"Where's Yanyan?" The first thing after going out was to look for Huang Yanyan.

After Eric's accident, Yanyan came to visit him often, but Li Zitao was in no mood to talk about other things.

Now that Eric was safe, it was time to put school on the agenda.

Molly was already on the return ship, and she was expected to arrive in New York Harbor tomorrow afternoon, and the flight was arranged for her.

"Uncle, here." Yanyan, who was lying under the shade of a tree, waved her hand and said weakly.

Since what happened to Eric, the students in District 22 have all suspended school and stayed at home.

"Molly will be back tomorrow night. I will talk to Mr. Dewey again and try to get Gold Coast College to start teaching at the end of the month."

"Really?" Yanyan became energetic all of a sudden, sat up and looked at him and said; "Then I will go to find my father now and ask him to buy a school bus with me.

There are still some necessary arrangements, no, I need to go to the school in person. "

Yanyan muttered as she walked, planning to go to that 'mansion' first to see what she needed to prepare.

Li Zitao was also not idle, first he went to the University of Chicago in person, and after meeting with Dewey, he explained in detail what happened to Eric.

"God, all this is really terrible, even the damn barbarian tribe knows how to protect young children, this scum..." Dewey cursed angrily, gnashing his teeth.

"So Mr. Dewey, I want Gold Coast School to start classes earlier. In order to compensate the teachers for their hard work, I am willing to provide double salary."

It's easy to bring the old with the new, but if you bring a newcomer who has just entered the society and directly enters the working state, the workload involved is not small.

"No problem, I will personally handle their work." Hearing Li Zitao's generous remuneration, Dewey also readily agreed.

Dewey College is not his one word, but with double salary, he believes that no one can refuse such a temptation.

"Thank you very much. I hope you can attend in person and give a speech for the opening of the new school. By the way, we have just confirmed its name, Dewey-Gold Coast United College."

"A great name." Dewey smiled even more, he was serious about earning his reputation.

After the matter was discussed properly, Dewey still needed to make a lot of preparations for the opening of the academy, and Li Zitao chose to leave without bothering.

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 Ivy League, a college with a large area and magnificent momentum is in line with this positioning.