"Don't worry, if Vera really dares to join forces with outsiders to fight, we don't need to come forward to deal with it. The Elders Council will take action against her." The old man smiled indifferently and said, "I have explained this behavior. Sending the God Guard to intercept Vera is just to test whether Vera is capable of serving as a member of the Elders Council. Although he did not notify the Elders Council and the patriarch, I am qualified as the supervisor of the Elders Council." As he said that, he was silent for a moment and said, "But I did this not in line with the family rules. Although the people above said hello, the inferior will definitely have discussions. Joe, take out the shipyard in Naples and donate it to the Family Public Foundation."

The brown-haired young man sitting next to the noble lady frowned and said, "Father, that shipyard is worth 200 million yuan, and the annual output value is more than 50 million yuan, so I'll send it out like this..."

"Needless to say, I will compensate you for your losses, just do it." The old man did not allow any objection and directly interrupted the young man, then took out a folder, spread it on the table, pointed to a person in the photo in the folder, and said, "You must put down all the unimportant things in your hands now. The first task is to figure out who he is?"

There are only two people in the photo, one is Yakov and the other is Xu Changqing. The shooting location is in the Temple of Fortune. It is obvious that the person who took this photo should be a white-clothed servant in the Temple of Fortune.

"I have seen this person. It seems that it was an agent sent by the Soviet Union to assist Vera. According to the information in my hands, his name is..." The youngest woman in the secret room seemed to be very skilled in intelligence work. After seeing the photos, she immediately thought of the relevant information and said that the information in her memory was revealed.

Listening to these information, the old man's serious expression showed no sign of relaxation. Instead, his eyebrows became more and more tight. After listening, he shook his head without waiting for others to speak and said, "No, these information are all fake."

"Fake?" The young woman who looked not much older than Vera was stunned for a moment, her face looked a little gloomy and her tone was quite unwilling: "Grandpa, how could it be fake? In order to get this information, I even used a secret piece on the Security Committee."

"Vivian, Vivian! Although you have excellent abilities and are competent for current intelligence affairs, you still have too little experience." The old man taught a lesson in a caring tone: "If you are not so blind and confident, you should be able to see the loopholes in this information. Don't you think this information is too perfect when you look at this information? It's so perfect that you can find anything you want to know."

When the young woman heard this, she immediately recalled the content in her mind, and her face became extremely ugly. Obviously, she knew that she had been deceived, and she lost such an ugly person in front of the old man, and her mood was naturally very bad. The young woman's experience made the other people present smile with a gloating smile on her face, as if she had gained something.

"You don't have to be upset. Although this information is fake, it is not worth nothing at all." The old man's eyes scanned his descendants with cold eyes, and then comforted the young woman and said: "This information has told us at least one thing, and this matter is that someone helps this person in the Safety Committee, because if there is no tampering with the top leaders of the Safety Committee, this false information will never be regarded as true."

The middle-aged man questioned appropriately and said, "Why wasn't this false information deliberately created by the Soviet Union to deceive all forces trying to find out about this person's news?"

Compared to his good temper towards young women, the old man's tone for middle-aged men seemed much stiffer, saying: "Because our secret piece can access most of the core information of the Soviet Union. If even he thinks that this information is true, it means that the upper class of the Soviet Union also thinks the same."

"There were actually senior officials of the Soviet Security Council willing to risk creating fake information to conceal the true identity of this person. It seems that this person's power is extraordinary." The middle-aged lady also became serious when she heard this and said, "Father, why do you want to investigate this person's identity? Just because he was following Vera?"

"Of course not." The old man shook his head and said, "I doubt that the reason why Vera became a god is not as the family speculated because of the breakthrough progress in the research of bloodlines in the Soviet Union, which can be applied to the actual object, but because of this person."

"Why?" asked the four people next to the round table.

The old man said in a deep voice: "Because in the underground auction held in the Temple of Wealth a few days ago, this man exchanged a drop of divine blood for a stone tablet that recorded the existence of the gods."

"What? Divine Blood?" everyone said in surprise.

"Yes, it's divine blood, and it's also very likely the divine blood of our Oliver family." The old man showed a look of memories on his face, and his tone became a little excited, saying, "When he took out the divine blood, my body felt very clear. The drop of divine blood was very pure, more pure than the divine blood in the family blood pool. If we could get that drop of divine blood, we would definitely be able to create another blood pool." As he said, his expression became extremely firm, and he said, "So we must find out the true identity of this person no matter what, and more importantly, find out whether he still has divine blood in his hands. The investigation of this matter must be carried out in secret. The family does not know about this matter yet. We must find out the matter clearly before this matter spreads."

"Then should we fix the relationship with Vera?" The middle-aged lady suddenly suggested. Seeing everyone's confusion, she explained: "Since this person follows Vera, she must attach great importance to Vera. If we cannot find anything useful, we can only use Vera as a breakthrough to contact this person. Instead of being confused at that time, it is better to make arrangements in advance now."

The middle-aged man led a series of actions against Vera, and because Vera suffered a great loss, he felt uncomfortable when he heard that he was going to restore his relationship with Vera. Leng Yan questioned: "I'm afraid she won't be willing to do this kind of relationship we have now..."

The old man seemed to support the proposal of the middle-aged lady and said, "She is from the Oliver family. She has received the education of the noble since she was a child. In the face of absolute interests, she can let go of any hatred." As he said, he thought for a moment and said to the middle-aged lady, "This matter will be left to you. If she is willing to reconcile with us and help us make friends with that person, then I will help her get the seat of the family council."

"Father, this is too heavy!" The middle-aged man said with an indignant look on his face. His efforts over the years have only been an observer in the family parliament seat. But Vera could have a seat for the seat as soon as he came back. Now he has to become a member of the seat with the right to propose. This makes him feel envious and jealous. Of course, it is more hatred, especially the opportunity to become a seat was given to Vera by himself. If he had known that he would not have taken action against Vera because of coveting those industries.

"Not heavy! If you can get divine blood, it's not heavy at all." The old man did not give the middle-aged man a chance to argue, and directly decided on the matter.

After deciding on the most important matter, several people discussed the specific matters of industrial transfer. During the discussion, the middle-aged man was always distracted and did not focus on this matter. After the old man announced the meeting, he stood up first and hurriedly left. After walking out of the house, he walked into the car waiting at the door, said an address, and closed his eyes slightly to rest as he looked at the rest.

The car quickly drove to the suburbs, got on a country road, and then drove for more than ten minutes, and entered the most common town in Italy, and stopped in front of the restaurant that opened at the entrance of the village.

The driver opened the car door, the middle-aged man got out of the car, whispered an order, and then walked straight into the restaurant. When the waiter stepped forward, he reported a number, and the waiter immediately invited him to a table near the exterior wall in the restaurant. At this moment, an old man with a dome felt hat and a mustache was sitting on the table. He was looking at the newspaper in a limited manner, not caring about the extra guest at the table.

"Just give me a cup of coffee." After sitting down, the middle-aged man gave an order to the waiter, then turned to the man who had been sitting at the table, and said, "My loss this time is too great, and my image is greatly damaged in front of the old man. You'd better be able to take out something I deserve and enough to make up for the loss, otherwise..."

"Don't worry, although money is not as numerous as the Temple of Wealth, it is still easy to pay out a billion to compensate for your current losses." The old man closed the newspaper in his hand, his tone was plain, but threateningly said: "In addition, don't say anything so easily. Since you have joined the Ancient Gods Society, you must not join other forces. We have always been merciless to treat traitors. I think you don't want to be our enemy!"

"Hmph!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, then took out a document and handed it to the old man, saying, "This is the information you want. The old man in my family also likes your target. He also wants to get divine blood from that man. However, because my actions against Vera were very failed this time, I handed over the investigation of that man to Vivian, and I can't interfere."

"This is as expected." The old man did not open the file, but put it directly into the briefcase, took out an envelope from it, handed it to the middle-aged man, and said, "This is your new task, there is no time limit."

After saying that, without waiting for the middle-aged man to say something, he picked up his briefcase, walked out of the restaurant with a crutch.
Chapter completed!