Chapter 248 "Son of Liberty" (Ⅰ)

"Joan, Rebecca, considering you are still young, I won't buy you a drink."

"Ms. Wolf" picked up the wine glass, illuminated the ruby-like liquor on the candlestick, and brought it to her lips to sip leisurely.

"I know that you are investigating the truth about the haunting incident at Snow Manor."

"To tell you the truth, the ghost who tosses the Desno family's chickens and dogs is 'A Ying', and everything she does is to carry out my orders."

"Ms. Wolf" calmly confessed that she was behind the haunting incident, as if she didn't take this serious crime seriously.

"Ma'am, why did you do such a thing? Could it be that you have a grudge against Mr. Andrew Snow?" Rebecca couldn't help asking.

"From a personal point of view, there is no grievance between me and Mr. Snow, but from an organizational point of view, unfortunately, this customs chief is indeed our enemy."

"Ms. Wolf" put down his wine glass, a touch of helplessness floated in his eyes.

"What kind of organization do you mean by 'organization'?" Qiao An couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked actively.

"Well...you really want to know?"

"Ms. Wolf" took a deep look at Joan.

"Young people, knowing too much may not be a good thing for you."

"Of course, I also know that under such circumstances, it is difficult for anyone to contain their curiosity."

"I don't make it difficult for you. Now there are two ways in front of you-either give up pursuing this matter, just pretend that you have never seen me and Mr. Fox, turn around and leave here immediately, and tell the truth about what you saw and heard tonight. Forget all about it; or..."

Speaking of this, "Ms. Wolf" stopped intentionally or unintentionally, took the glass of red wine that "Mr. Fox" had refilled for her, and stared at the light to admire the charming texture and color of the red wine, as if she didn't intend to continue talking.

"Ma'am, what is the other way?" Rebecca couldn't help asking.

"If you choose another path, I will truthfully answer all your questions, but in return, you must join the organization and swear never to betray!"

"Ms. Wolf" stared into the eyes of Joan and Rebecca, and her eyes became scorching.

Rebecca didn't dare to meet the oppressive eyes of "Ms. Wolf", turned her head to look at Joan, and gave him a look asking him to make up his mind.

Qiao An has always adhered to the principle of "one thing more is worse than one thing less", so it is self-evident what choice he should make.

He stood up without hesitation, turned and left.

Rebecca looked at Joan's back and hesitated for two seconds, as if waking up from a dream, she quickly chased after him.

"You two, please stay!"

"Mr. Fox", who had been silent during the conversation just now, suddenly spoke.

"Miss Custis, the choice made by Mr. Joan can only represent himself. You are also a person with independent thinking ability and free will, and there is no need to accommodate his decision."

Joan stopped and looked back at the man wearing the fox mask.

After a little thought, it is not difficult to hear the other party's implication.

"Mr. Fox" actually doesn't care much about Joan Vida's fate, what he really cares about is Rebecca, who wants to draw her into the mysterious organization to which he belongs.

Rebecca's analysis angle is different from Joan's. Hearing what "Mr. Fox" said, she subconsciously thought that this person was trying to sow discord and try to destroy the mutual trust between her and Joanne, so she immediately darkened and refuted it.

"Because I don't lack the ability to think independently, I know who is really good to me, and who is a sinister and untrustworthy person!"

"Oh? Miss Custis, are you accusing me of being sinister and untrustworthy?"

"Mr. Fox" spread his hands in an innocent gesture.

"I'm sorry, people who hide in other people's homes pretending to be gods and ghosts, and who don't even dare to show their true colors, are not qualified to ask me to trust them!"

Rebecca's words hit the nail on the head.

"Mr. Fox" was speechless for a while.

"Ms. Wolf"'s eyes flickered, revealing a hint of murderous intent.

The atmosphere in the wine cellar became increasingly tense.

Qiao An quietly held the "Electric Light Blade", his nerves tensed, and he secretly prepared to fight to the death.

The suffocating silence seemed to have lasted as long as a century.

"Mr. Fox" suddenly laughed, and took off his mask with his backhand, revealing a rather handsome face, who looked at most in his early thirties.

Joan and Rebecca looked at each other, both overwhelmed by his unexpected behavior.

"Ms. Wolf" didn't seem to expect that "Mr. Fox" would take off the mask. After being surprised, she raised her hand, as if hesitating whether she should follow the example of "Mr. Fox" and take off the mask.

"Mr. Fox" waved his hand at the right time, and said to "Ms. Wolf", "I don't live in Layton City all the time. It doesn't matter if I take off my mask occasionally. You don't have to. It's better to keep a little bit of mystery."

"Ms. Wolf" seemed relieved when she heard the words, and said nothing.

"Mr. Fox" who took off his mask turned to look at Joan and Rebecca, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Let me reintroduce myself, Joseph Adams, an ordinary man who dedicated himself to the cause of freedom."

"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Adams. I'm moved by your honesty, but I still have many questions in my heart. Since you don't mind showing us your true colors, you probably don't mind answering my questions." Rebecca said her words carefully explain.

Joan glanced at her, and sincerely admired her composure, and even admired her for being able to calmly negotiate with strangers in such a turbulent situation, neither humble nor overbearing. If it were me, even if I recited the script of Rebecca's words just now, I would still stammer and lose all momentum.

"Miss Custis, since I took off my mask, I don't intend to hide anything from you. If you have any questions, feel free to ask, and I will tell you everything."

Joseph Adams smiled and promised.

"This is the best! My first question is what organization you and Ms. Wolf belong to!"

Rebecca didn't want to go around in circles, and the first question hit the nail on the head.

Adams was obviously prepared for this question, and asked with a smile: "Miss Custis, have you heard of the 'Sons of Liberty'?"

"Sons of Liberty..."

Rebecca murmured and repeated Adams' words, her face gradually becoming serious.

Joan's face also changed, and he felt a little uneasy.

People living in Leiden Harbor may not know the name of the Governor, but the title of "Son of Liberty" is well known.

Throughout the ages, in any society composed of human beings, it is inevitable that there will be some dark corners that cannot be touched by law and order. In these out-of-law places, gangsters have become uncrowned kings.

Port Leiden is no exception.

No matter in the rich districts or the slums, gang members are active in this bustling trading city, and among all these illegal organizations, the gang with the largest number of members, the most powerful, and the most well-organized is none other than the "Sons of Liberty" belongs to.