I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 411 - 411 410.Godfather_1

Chapter 411: 410.Godfather_1 Chapter 411: 410.Godfather_1 Corleone Cattaneo was an elderly man who appeared kind and authoritative.

His hair was silvering, and he sat behind a mahogany desk, his suit without a wrinkle, he possessed a vitality uncommon for his age. If one were to only look at his eyes, they might think they belonged to an industrialist in his prime.

By his side, a golden retriever crouched, its fur shiny but seemingly ferocious, only wagging its tail and showing a submissive attitude when Stone entered.

In the gang, they all called him Godfather because many high-ranking gang members were willing to have their own children recognize him as their godfather, thus cementing relationships.

“Martina is dead?”

When Corleone spoke of his daughter’s death, his emotions showed no fluctuation, as if he were merely inquiring whether a dinner party had concluded.

“She died the same way as Maggie, it was that assassin’s doing.”

Stone said.

Lu Ban, Cui Siter, and Shia stood at the door of the room, the door tightly closed, only these five people inside.

Lu Ban found it odd that the Godfather didn’t let his own son come over to report, but called for Stone instead.

If he hadn’t known who Stone’s biological parents were, he might have thought Stone was the Godfather’s illegitimate son.

“These three are the detectives investigating the case.”

Stone added.

“Discuss your progress.”

Corleone’s voice carried an undeniable authority, easily invoking feelings of subservience and insignificance in others.

This was perhaps some extraordinary power.

Lu Ban thought.

Cui Siter briefly went over the current findings of their investigation, all signs pointing towards an incident that had occurred in the Home of Happiness,

Upon hearing Cui Siter’s account, Corleone was silent for a moment.

“What do you think it would take to make them stop?”

He asked Cui Siter.

“I think it would be difficult,”

Cui Siter answered truthfully.

“The motive driving their actions is hatred, Mr. Katanya, and hatred is the most intense of all motives. It’s like fire—if not all things that can burn are consumed, then it will never extinguish.”

“Then we must extinguish this fire.”

Corleone sighed.

“I will give you enough support, find this assassin, and you can ask Stone for any support you need, he will give you everything.”

In the end, he waved his hand, signaling the three to leave.

Stone took them to the banquet hall where all the guests had left. The crime scene was sealed off, and the police arrived belatedly, inspecting the bodies under the watchful eyes of the gang, a scene that was somewhat ironic.

Stone led the golden retriever, who affectionately rubbed against his hand, appearing quite well-behaved.

“I’ve seen your investigation report. I never thought the battle with the Blade Gang would end in such tragedy. Therefore, I believe that violence can’t solve all problems; violence only breeds more hatred.”

He said, glancing at Lu Ban.

“I didn’t expect to see you again.”

In front of Lu Ban, Stone was like turning back into that naive young man again.

“How did you join the gang?”

Lu Ban couldn’t help but ask.

He also never expected Stone, who was once such a fragile boy, to become a strategist in the gang, immersing himself in the dark side of the city.

“Because I could read and write, I started taking care of the accounts at the outskirts of the city. Then, I don’t know, I often had these inspirations in my mind, these inspirations allowed me to gain quite a lot of benefits, and later I became the manager of a shop, which was a business of the Katanya Family. Later, Sister Carlo took notice of me, and I got to interact with core members, eventually becoming an adopted child,”

Stone said frankly.

“Inspirations that appeared in your mind…”

Lu Ban probably could guess.

Just as Song Yunyan witnessed Du Danping’s death, the minds of those who witnessed when certain indescribable forces intervened in the world might have been tainted, and in the Foreign Domain, knowledge could bring pollution, thus pollution also contained knowledge.

Probably on that night, Stone had come into contact with this forbidden knowledge, which caused his brain to change, allowing him to gain something unexpected.

Such knowledge could make Song Yunyan successful in business, and naturally, it could also make Stone like a fish in water on the path of the Gang.

The golden retriever approached Lu Ban closely, its nose twitching as if it smelled something special.

Pitter-patter—

It even licked the colorful Pollution stains on Lu Ban’s body.

“You can’t eat that.”

Lu Ban educated it.

The dog returned to Stone’s side, looking aggrieved.

“I picked up this dog earlier; it looks like it was abandoned by someone. It’s strangely affectionate towards me.”

He explained.

“The assassin can kill anytime and anywhere without the need for preparation, so it’s best you watch your surroundings.”

Lu Ban cautioned.

“I understand.”

Stone nodded.

“Mr. Catania seems to think highly of you.”

Shia chimed in, now that she had nothing to eat.

“Perhaps he believes I am capable enough. Corsica may be ruthless, but my father thinks he lacks the ability to adapt due to his severe tendency for violence.”

Stone said this in a veiled manner.

“And Talia, being a woman, has difficulty truly taking up a significant role in the family, at least that’s what my father believes.”

“I’m well aware that my current situation is no safer than anyone else’s. Aside from the threat of the assassins, the attitudes within the family are even more dangerous.”

This young man possessed maturity and calmness that belied his appearance.

“Anyway, if you need any help, I can offer it. I’ll get someone to collect information on the Blade Gang tonight and send it to your detective agency in the morning.”

He left these words and his contact information, then walked away with the golden retriever that wasn’t on a leash.

“I just suddenly thought of something when you mentioned that the killer could strike anytime and anywhere.”

Cui Siter mumbled to himself as he watched Stone’s retreating figure.

“What’s that?”

Lu Ban was puzzled.

“If he can kill anytime and anywhere, and he harbors such hatred for the Catania family, why didn’t he kill Corleone after murdering Lady Martini, and why didn’t he attack other family members?”

Cui Siter brought up a doubt.

“Could it mean that his actions are limited, that he can only appear under certain circumstances and that he does his best to avoid being seen in public?”

“That means he’s someone who would be recognized by others and easily identified.”

“You didn’t see his face, right?”

Cui Siter looked at Lu Ban.

“No, if I had, wouldn’t the matter be settled.

Lu Ban felt Cui Siter was stating the obvious.

“But what if he doesn’t know you didn’t see his face, and he surely thinks you’re already dead.”

Cui Siter stroked his chin.

“If you show up again, won’t he get scared, panicked, and take some emergency action, like…”

“Kill me?”

Lu Ban’s heart skipped a beat.

Damn, I’ve become bait.

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