Arknights, reincarnated as a cat

Chapter 112 Master

The killer who came from both sides of the street to surround the brother suddenly saw his brother transformed into a second dimension and was shocked.

"Are there any masters?"

Such a strange way of death made them fearful. The two of them glanced at each other and saw the timidity in each other's eyes.

Why don't we just forget about it today?

The two people exchanged glances quickly, then turned and left the pizza shop. In Syracuse, only those with family background and knowledge of current affairs can live longer.

After walking more than ten meters, they saw a familiar car driving past this road.

For the grassroots members of the family like them, stalking is actually something they often do.

They identified the car's owner as a judge.

Then the car stopped next to the two-dimensional brothers.

"No wonder that guy keeps running here. This is the route Lavinia takes to go to work. Fortunately, we didn't enter the pizza shop just now."

One of them looked at the judge standing on the roadside with a frown and looking at the two-dimensional judge on the ground with disgust and fear.

She is afraid because she represents the will of the ruler of this country, a mountain that weighs on the heads of all families - Mrs. Sicily.

And the reason for disgust is that this female judge is unsophisticated and has the Bellone family as her backer.

In Syracuse, it depends on the background, and personal force does not seem so important.

They had already made a note of the unknown master in their notebook. After all, killing a member of the family was equivalent to provoking the family.

They soon left the street and entered a small alley.

Then, the two of them were blocked by two people who claimed to be Sicilians.

.....

Pizza shop.

Croissant saw that the arrow and the person who shot the arrow were both killed by his own cat, so he put down his shield and was a little confused about the man's behavior just now.

"That guy actually used an explosive arrow. Aren't you afraid of accidentally injuring passers-by?"

"It looks like he is a member of the family dressed up like that. Are the folk customs here so tough?"

The capable angel glanced at the little brother who had just gotten up, and his eyes lit up, thinking that the person being chased might know something, because the killer who just chased him was dressed like a family member.

So she pulled her up

"Brother, are you okay?"

"thanks, thanks."

Although the little brother didn't know what exactly happened just now, he knew that he should be saved and thanked the capable angel.

"We just have something to ask you. Do you know if someone with some background has returned here recently?"

The little brother shook his head after hearing what the capable angel said. "As far as I know, there is no such thing. If you want to ask about the family, I'm sorry. I have never dealt with them and don't know anything about them."

"If you don't deal with them, then why are they hunting you?"

Monique asked from the side, because, according to her understanding, the Syracuse gang family maintains the country's daily security. If, as he said, he honestly did not offend the family, the family should not come Hunt him down.

"I don't know either. I was just going to work. Suddenly, they rushed out from the roadside and stabbed me with a knife."

He had a baffled expression on his face, indicating that he really didn't know why those people came to kill him.

Then a judge with gray hair and a black coat opened the door and walked in.

"Ah! It's Judge Lavinia!"

The younger brother immediately ran to the judge and told her about being chased by family killers.

"Then do you know how the person who chased you became like that?"

"Like that? What kind of thing?"

The young judge pointed at the ground outside the door of the pizza shop. The young man looked in the direction she pointed and his face turned pale.

Seeing his reaction, Lavinia did not continue to ask him anything, but looked at the four people who were obviously foreigners.

Judging from the death state of that family member, it should be that only a magician can achieve this level of death.

She began to quickly observe these four people.

Sarkota, the gunman, huh? What a cute cat, Feng Hoo. He looks like a shield guard at first glance, and Felin...is he an archer? The last one doesn't look like a magician either.

Then ask them and see if they have any clues.

"This lady, who are you?"

Seeing that Miss Judge was about to talk to them, Croissant took the lead and asked for some information about her.

"I'm the judge here, you can call me Lavinia."

"Oh~ It turns out to be Miss Judge. You can call me Angel. This guy is Croissant, this is Sora, and this is Monique."

Lavinia nodded and asked a few people about the two-dimensional family member outside the door.

Several people also truthfully told the judge what they saw.

After all, they were not the ones who killed the person in the first place, and the culprit is now burying his head in the arms of the powerful angel.

Then Lavinia said to the little brother who was just being chased: "Go back to work in the Ministry of Construction. I will investigate your matter clearly."

"Okay, thank you Judge Lavinia."

After thanking her for a while, the boy trotted out of the pizza shop.

But no one saw it. Maomao, who had his head buried in Angel Angel's arms, turned to look at the little brother who ran out the door.

Its eyes were filled with contempt.

After chatting for a few more words, Croissant handed over the business card of Penguin Logistics.

"Penguin Logistics...are you still a logistics company?"

Croissant nodded and said with a smile:

"Yes, if you have anything you want to ship, you can contact us."

Angel Neng also continued to add after Croissant's words: "No matter what kind of goods it is, from a big camel to a beast, or as small as a coin, we guarantee that it will be delivered to you! Day and night, rain or shine, the needs of our customers are our mission! Of course, The premise is that the remuneration is sufficient.”

Lavinia smiled and nodded, "Are you here to expand your business? Or are you here to travel? But unfortunately, it's not a good time recently."

"No, it's actually a friend of ours..."

Just when Croissant was about to talk about Texas with this judge who seemed to have a sense of justice.

Jingle Bell.

Just as Lavinia said this, the door to the pizza shop was pushed open.

A middle-aged man wearing a black suit and holding a cane pushed open the door and entered.

"Lavinia, the grand ceremony is coming soon, why isn't it a good time? A new city is rising in Volsini. This is the most important event in the history of Syracuse. If you are lucky, these Friends can witness its birth.”

Seeing this middle-aged man, Lavinia looked a little wary.

"...Bernardo."

"Don't worry, they are my guests, so there is no need to worry about their safety."

"Then there is really no need to worry about their safety. But are they guests of your Bernardo, or guests of the theater troupe?"

"Which one do you want? Lavinia."

"I hope...it's neither."

"But unfortunately, it's both. And, Lavinia, you always misunderstand me. It's not the invitation I sent to them, but the stewardess from Siren Records who took the initiative to contact the Day Theater Company and come to here."

"Yes."

Sora stood aside and said that what Bernardo said was true. Seeing this, Lavinia could only nod. Then he took out a pen and notebook from his pocket, wrote his phone number on it, tore it off and handed it to the angel.

"If something happens, remember to contact me, okay? This is my phone number."

The capable angel took the note and nodded.

"No problem~"

She decided to wait until after get off work hours to call the judge and ask about Texas.

"Have a nice chat."

Lavinia left the pizza parlor, taking away the two-dimensional family members in body bags.

"....Are you that Director Bernardo?"

Sora heard his name during the conversation between Lavinia and him, and discovered that this middle-aged man was the director who asked them to meet.

After introducing several people to Bernardo, Bernardo shook his head when Croissant asked if he needed to change the place to talk.

"No, family members will not cause trouble without reason. I don't know what kind of trouble that little brother got into, but Syracuse has the order of Syracuse."

Hearing this and thinking of the exploding arrow just now, even the capable angel couldn't help but smile awkwardly.

Sure enough, Syracuse has simple folk customs!

"By the way, I think you haven't read the script yet, right? This is the latest masterpiece of our troupe, and your character will also be chosen from it. The external performance has not yet been officially decided, but our creative team usually calls it this A tragedy in three acts.”

"Death in Texas."

Upon hearing this, several people's expressions immediately fell.

"What did you say?"

"Oh? It seems that everyone is familiar with this last name, which really surprises me. Well... Come on, let's change places."

Bernardo stood up and walked towards the door.

Several people exchanged glances with each other and then followed.

So much so that the four of them forgot one thing.

After a group of people walked out of the pizza shop for a while, the owner poked his head out of the door and looked at their backs eagerly.

The gang didn't pay.

.....

Bernardo took them to a theater.

Sora and Monique realized that this might be a script about Texas' past, but Croissant and Angel still had slumped faces and looked a little moody.

The most intuitive expression is that the angel stopped petting the cat and threw it on Croissant's head.

After Sora praised the theater's decoration, Croissant couldn't bear it anymore.

"Mr. Director, no offense, you said that the play being rehearsed is called Death in Texas."

"That's right." Bernardo nodded, "Syracusans don't often talk about this surname, but the story of the Texas family must be kept in mind by every family member."

Bernardo looked at the empty stage and rubbed his hand on the stick.

"It's a warning. But let's get back to the script itself. The story of Texas has been adapted into various scripts, but none of them dared to really tell that period of history.

Playwrights prefer allusions and adaptations. After all, no one wants to cause trouble for themselves. However, for today's audiences, real history is always more attractive than false fairy tales. So a remarkable man brought the script to us, a play in three acts. "

Following the director's dictation, the four of them and Maomao also learned about the history of the Texas family.

This is a family that originated in Syracuse and has roots in Colombia.

Their head, Salvatore Texas, became a leader of that era. He united his own family in the dramatic changes of the times.

Then, came the fall of the Texas family.

Uninformed outsiders only knew that Salvatore died at the hands of his son, and later, his son announced that the Texas family had separated from Syracuse.

This angered the Sicilian lady.

Overnight, the name Texas was wiped from this land and became history.

"But it is said that Salvatore's granddaughter was in Syracuse at the time, and when the Texas family was liquidated, she disappeared with her."

"Then... Mr. Bernardo, if the descendants of the Texas family are still alive and return to the land of Syracuse... what will happen?"

Kong has realized that the person in front of him must know something about Texas.

......

The younger brother who was hunted by his family before did not go to work at the Ministry of Construction.

Instead, he walked around in the winding alleys of the city and came to an ordinary-looking flour warehouse.

He opened the warehouse. In the gap between the warehouses filled with generations of flour, there lay a man with his mouth sealed with tape and his hands and feet tied with ropes.

This man must have been in this warehouse for a long time. There was some flour on his face and he looked a little funny.

However, if someone takes a closer look, they will find that the two people have exactly the same appearance, and even their body shapes are almost exactly the same.

The boy in the warehouse narrowed his eyes due to the light outside, and then he was pulled out of the warehouse.

Someone who looked exactly like him carried him like a feathered beast cub.

With a tearing sound, the tape covering his mouth was torn off by another person.

"What are you going to do? I am an honest clerk, but I have never messed with members of your family!"

The other him smiled.

"I am not from a certain family. Listen to me, I have successfully attracted their attention with your appearance and identity. Next, you will be like a dipping sauce next to the main course on the table. Every family will try to start from Your breakthrough here is either an assassination or a solicitation, so you need to do what I say..."

The other person said a few words to him, which sounded very unreliable.

Like shouting that I'm a fool at tonight's banquet.

"I'll die, okay!"

"Oh? You're afraid of death. How would you choose between death and social death?"

"what?"

The other one untied the rope that bound him and said to him:

"Come on, jump, jump and you will know."

The little brother jumped nervously according to what the other person said.

My stomach was rumbling, and I could feel something jumping around inside.

The little brother's face immediately turned pale.

"you!"

"Do as I say, and I can keep you alive. Of course, if you don't do as I say, it would be a pity. Bang - you will merge with Syracuse in the rainy season. Be one, be a part of it.”

The other one he smiled broadly.

"So, do as I say."