[Tutor] I'm really just a weak dodder flower

I thought that Bai Lan would take me back to Palermo, but he called someone to start the car and escorted me to Catania himself.

I haven't been back since Marino's disintegration, and I don't quite recognize it at first glance.Humans are forgetful animals. It was the place where I lived since I was a child, but it took me a while to realize where Bai Lan was going to lead me.

Former home of the Marino family.

I burned the building down the night it happened.To be honest, I am not a good person. At that time, besides my father and me, the living people in the Marino headquarters had many support staff. Nancy was rescued by Liudaokuo. investigated.

Among those who are still chasing and killing me to this day, none of them want to avenge the tragic death of the logistics staff.

After all, why would I set Marino on fire?

I was crazy at the time--to be precise, I haven't been normal since then--I thought it would be better to burn that damn place down, so I burned it.

The moment I ignited the fire, I didn't think about anything, and I didn't consider that there were still logistics personnel with little combat effectiveness left behind in the headquarters.I don't know them very well, and Nancy is the one who takes care of me on weekdays. To be honest, I think there are many people in the logistics department who look down on others. My father doesn't like me, and they don't like me too much, so I think they are It doesn't matter if they live or die, they burn them together.

I'm a mafia through and through, so human life is naturally not worth much to me.

To sum up, even if Bai Lan really wants to kill me, it doesn't matter, as long as I pay off the debt.

The car with the Milfiore family crest was parked in front of a very dignified building.I am very familiar with this building, after all, I have lived here for quite a long time, but I just don’t know which tendon of Bailan is wrong, so I asked someone to restore the old site of Marino.

I followed Bai Lan to get out of the car.

The leader of Milfiore made a "please" gesture: "Welcome home, Miss Cecilia."

I was a little irritable and wanted to smoke a cigarette, but when I touched my pocket, I found that I was too hasty when I came out of the Avengers Prison. The poor half pack of cigarettes was exhausted on the train, and now I only have a lighter in my pocket.

"How much did it cost?" I snorted, forcing myself to calm down.

"Not much," Bai Lan led me in with a smile, "less than the cost of Jianmilfiore's headquarters."

"Can I think you're showing me that Milfiore is rich?" I stabbed him with a smile on my face, "If I was still in school, I might be happy to accept your kindness, maybe I will Take the initiative to ask if you need a mistress."

"now what?"

"Now?" I shrugged. "Now I want to know when you will die."

"That's really a pity." Bai Lan stopped at the door of the reception room indifferently. Only then did I notice that there were many more support staff in the rebuilt Marino headquarters, and I still have a little impression of the faces of some of them, " In what way am I inferior to Liu Dao Mu?"

"You are better than him everywhere." I squinted my eyes and tried to remember where I met these familiar faces. "It's a pity that you have no heart."

"Cecilia, you really know how to joke, people who don't have a heart can't live."

"You know I'm not talking about the heart," I walked around Bai Lan into the reception room, sat on the sofa and looked up at him, "I don't know what you want and don't want to know what you want, but Mr. Jesso , I know you haven't pretended to be anything in your heart."

This man's life is so smooth, he has never tasted the feeling of trying his best to complete one thing.

So he doesn't care about anyone and anything.

Maybe in the future he will understand something that he has never understood because of someone, but unfortunately, that person will not be me.

To Bai Lan, I am just an ant.The master will not cast a scrutinizing gaze on the ants.

"Then what are you pretending to be?" Bai Lan asked back.

"In my heart? I have a lot of things in my heart." I laughed, "Of course, you can say that I don't have anything in my heart—it's all insignificant things anyway."

What am I pretending to be?

Liudao Mukuro, Collom, Nancy, Marino's secret, Bermuda's ambiguous and subtle attitude... There are too many pretenses, and they are all things that don't matter if they don't understand, and it's not much different from not pretending.

Bai Lan pouted.He may think that my life like this is quite boring.

I also find it quite boring, but one must have something to think about in life.

"I'm going back to Palermo," Prynne said, "you stay here as Marino IV."

I raised my eyebrows, "Aren't you afraid that I'll run away?"

The other party spread his hands indifferently, feeling contemptuous of "what the hell are you talking about": "If you can escape, please feel free."

Maybe I really can't escape.I think.If Bai Lan can keep me here, there must be a way to prevent me from escaping.He also deliberately chose Catania instead of Palermo. Palermo has too many people, and Vengley and Avengers Prison are there, so it is really not a good place for Tibetans.

Leave me in Catania and I'm basically in a delicate, isolated situation.

I was born here and grew up here, but I also burned many people. There are not many people in Catania who think about me, but those who are only thinking about how to kill me may line up.

I waved at Bai Lan.

After all, it was the Marino Headquarters rebuilt on the old site. Although the interior furnishings were the same, there was an indescribably sweet smell inside the building.It smells like all kinds of candies boiled in maple syrup, and all in all, it's quite Prynne's.

"Don't you want to ask me?" Bai Lan took two steps towards the door, and then turned back.I think he is very like a child, and he can leave happily only if I hold back a few words reluctantly.

However, the fish delivered to the door is not caught in vain.

"Where's Charles?" I asked.

"died."

"Really dead?"

"An idiot, keeping something bad?" Bai Lan pouted, "What stupid things did you hear Rachel say?"

I kind of wanted to laugh: "He said Charles wasn't dead."

"Dead, I did it myself, and the amputated limb that Rachel buried is real," the leader of Milfiore explained to me with rare kindness, "I told him to let him take you from the Avengers. Get out of the prison, and I will help him revive Charles."

"I suddenly feel sorry for him," I said. "Aren't you afraid of retribution for being so deceitful?"

"I didn't lie to him," Bai Lan said with peace of mind, "I can indeed revive Charles, but Rachel is also dead, why should I revive him? You are much more useful than Charles."

"Then I suggest you revive me after you kill me with one shot," I thought for a while, "If you can revive others, you must have a way to control them."

When Bai Lan heard this, she looked away from me with a guilty conscience: "No, it's too troublesome."

It seems that this "resurrection" is still a bit hidden.I think.If he could really revive someone casually, he really didn't need to spend a lot of time doing things.

"I can understand that you want to tell me that Charles is dead, and now I'm the only one alive in the Marino family, so you won't touch me so I can rest assured?" I desperately want a cigarette now, but Brandon It's non-smoking, and I don't think there will be cigarettes in this goddamn rebuilding headquarters.

"No, it's just chatting." The young man leaned on the door frame and answered my question earnestly, "But you can understand it this way... In short, I didn't intend to kill you, as long as you stay here obediently, I can guarantee your life Safety."

"Personal security like a pig in captivity?"

"Your mouth is really bad, Cecilia," Bai Lan chuckled a few times, "I seem to understand why Liu Daomuo fell in love with you."

"Please don't understand, I can't stand it." I rolled my eyes at him, "Second question, did you take Ghost away?"

"Yes, and no," he straightened up and turned to walk out, "You don't have to worry about what will happen to Ghost...he is no longer in this world."

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I feel that this article has been dragged on for a long time, obviously there is not much Kawen (scratching head)