Percy was silent.

Frost was wandering in the room, and suddenly asked: "How is Friedrich von Long's condition?"

"According to our tracking, he has escaped from the pursuit of the North American hybrids and killed two of their elite teams," Percy said.

"There are indeed many secrets hidden behind this old thing." Frost narrowed his eyes.

"You have suspected him for a long time?"

"Isn't this a matter of course?" Frost sneered. "The fact that he did not hesitate to betray the entire secret party only shows that the strength of the people behind the scenes will never be inferior to the secret party, and what they can give him is far beyond

Owned by the Secret Party."

"Should we..."

"No!" Frost interrupted Patsy without hesitation, "Don't do anything unnecessary. We don't need to follow up on the bet at the moment. We just need to wait for the result. When Caesar comes back, ask him to come to my place.

I have something to say to him."

Patsy hesitated: "If you want to ask about specific things happening in Tokyo, the young master may not cooperate with you."

When speaking these words, Patsy recalled for no reason the Caesar he saw on the sea. His eyes were as blue and as deep as the ocean behind him, unable to see the bottom, swallowing up everyone who tried to understand him.

.

At that moment, he suddenly felt that the young master had become so strange.

"I'm his uncle!" Frost slammed his fist on the table. "I don't need him to cooperate with me. I don't even need him to be obedient now! But he must understand our love for him!"

Patsy didn't answer.

Frost quickly adjusted his gaffe, took a deep breath, and said calmly: "Is there any news about my brother?"

"After the head of the Pompeii family learned that the young master was fine, he went to xz to participate in the Lamaist 'Spiritual Journey' charity event..."

Frost was expressionless: "I suddenly found that my tolerance for him was rising again and again. When I heard the news, I didn't even feel angry."

Patsy suddenly said: "Someone from the school board has contacted you and wants to know your opinion on Principal Angers."

"Understood? After the family tried to remove Angers last year, our relationship with Angers was tantamount to a break. Angers would never leave us any room. We don't need to leave room for him." Frost waved his hand, "Impeachment

The plan continues to cause him enough trouble even if he cannot be pulled down for the time being."

"By the way." Frost suddenly remembered something, "Is Chen Motong missing?"

"Yes, it seems that he disappeared while traveling." Patsy said.

Frost shook his head wordlessly and said: "Contact me the head of the Chen family and make an appointment for dinner. I want to have a good chat with the head of the Chen family."

"Okay, sir."

"Also, send people to xz to kidnap my brother back from that damn trumpet cult!"

"Understood, what is your statement this time?"

"The old people want to see him." Frost said calmly.

Patsy was silent for a moment.

He knew very well who the old people Frost was talking about. In front of those people, Angers was just a young man.

They live in the cryogenic ward all year round, some of them are over 300 years old, and they survive to this day relying on their extremely powerful dragon bloodline and medical technology.

They are the precious wealth of the Gattuso family, and they are also the ones in power. Whenever the situation is on the verge of getting out of control, they will be awakened from dormancy, dragging oxygen bottles to family meetings, and their decisions can sometimes overturn a whole family.

small country.

Passy was fortunate enough to be summoned once. Because of his special status, the attitude of the old people was very kind.

"As you command, I will bring the head of the Pompeii family back as soon as possible." Passy bowed and retreated out of the house.

After Patsy left, Frost sat alone behind the desk. He opened the drawer and found a photo lying inside.

Frost's fingertips lightly brushed over the photo.

The photo shows blue sky, white clouds and endless green grass. A young boy is riding on the neck of a middle-aged man, who is riding a tall black horse. The boy's smile is brighter than the sun in the sky.

At that time, there was no hatred in those ice-blue pupils, and there was no stubborn arrogance on the little face.

Frost fell into a rare long silence.

(End of chapter)
Chapter completed!