"Have you heard? That Scaramucci guy has been out of contact for quite some time."

Seeing that his purpose of showing off seemed to be of no use, Pantalone began to try to change the subject.

For example, the skirmishers in Inazuma.

Although due to someone's influence, many executives began to disappear, but disappearances are still disappearances. They will contact their subordinates at the right time and will not completely lose contact with the fools.

But skirmishers haven't appeared for a long time.

"According to Anatoly's report, it seems that he was slashed by Inazuma's god with all his strength. He is probably hiding somewhere to recuperate."

The stragglers were slashed by Lei Qianqian. Bai Luo did not hide this from the fool.

Even after leaving the shogunate's land, he immediately reported the matter to the superiors through the fools on Kaiji Island.

But...he didn't say he was the culprit.

But everyone who knows him well knows that Inazuma's god will not kill stragglers without any reason.

Nine times out of ten, it still has something to do with this guy.

But the Queen didn't express any opinion on this, so it was hard for them to hold Bai Luo responsible.

"In this case, Dotore's experiments will be affected, right?"

Doctors have little known secrets about Skirmishers, the carriers of God's gnosis, and they all see this very clearly.

But they didn't say much.

They join the crowd of fools, and they all have their own little thoughts.

In this case, there is no need to expose each other's shortcomings.

"Oh? Isn't Mr. President only interested in making money? When did you start caring about Dotore's experiments?"

Under the snowflakes, the light of the street lamp caused a flash of light on Pucciniera's lenses.

He heard something else in Pantalone's words.

"Mr. Mayor, you know that as a banker, I am keen to invest sufficient mora in all projects that can make money. I just think that Dotore's project is worthy of my investment."

Crossing his hands, Pantalone explained aloud.

As he said, not only the doctor's project, but also the funds for the entire Fools' activities in various countries were invested by him.

Wherever wealth can be obtained, the shadow of the rich can be seen.

This is no joke.

"Hahaha, why don't you, Mr. President, invest some money in the city hall? The chair in my office has not been replaced for a long time. Sitting for a long time makes my back hurt."

After listening to Pantalone's words, Puccinella seemed to be joking.

But his gaze under his round-framed glasses was even sharper.

"Old objects will have feelings after they have been used for a long time. Even if I replace you with a new chair, will you get used to it?"

Pantalone still had that smile on his face, and his narrowed eyes made it impossible to see through his inner thoughts.

It has to be said that among the entire Fools Executives, Anatole and Pantalone, two people from Liyue, are the ones who love to laugh.

But underneath that smile, there were blood, tears and wails hidden behind it.

"That's right. I just hope that my old bones can last a little longer. As long as I can still be loyal to the Queen, I will not stop for a moment."

Puccinella tightened her cloak and said with a smile.

The snowflakes were getting bigger and bigger, and a thick layer of snow fell on Puccinera's top hat.

When the two of them reached the city gate, they could already see the caravan in the distance.

"That kid is Javert, right?"

Looking at the debt handler at the front, Puccinella squeezed the scepter in his hand and asked aloud.

He was quite fond of Bai Luo's beloved disciple.

"Yes, after Anatole became the executive officer, he took Anatole's place and has been doing things for me. Although his skills are not as clean as his teacher's, he is still better than ordinary debt handlers.

More, and more importantly...he can use his brain."

As a businessman, what Pantalone needs is not someone with strong martial arts.

Knowing how to seize business opportunities is the most important thing.

"makes sense."

Looking at Javert, the corners of Puccinera's mouth under his mustache gradually began to rise.

If it was just Bai Luo, he might not be able to cause trouble.

Now that the leader of the team is even a good student of Bai Luo, the possibility of something going wrong with the treasure inside will be even higher.

He seemed to understand why Anatole always did those inexplicable things. This kind of thing was indeed quite exciting.

The caravan gradually stopped, and the fat businessman didn't even bother to put on his coat and ran down in a hurry.

"Sir, Mr. Mayor! Fortunately, my subordinates have lived up to their orders."

Half-kneeling on the ground, holding the box in his hand high, the fat businessman said slightly excitedly.

After finishing this job, he will definitely make his presence felt in front of his master.

He seemed to have felt the envious gazes of his colleagues.

"Mr. Mayor, are you coming or am I?"

After taking the box, Pantalone did not open it immediately, but looked at Puccinella beside him. The meaning of that behavior... Sima Zhao's heart was known to everyone.

"For this kind of thing, it would be better for you, Mr. President, to do it yourself."

If you want to change something, Puccinella still doesn't mind helping you open it.

But after knowing that this box had passed through Bai Luo's hands, he would never touch it again.

If Pantalone thought it was him who was causing trouble, the river in which he jumped into to fish out Anatole wouldn't even be able to cleanse himself.

Pantalone smiled slightly, as if he had expected what Puccinella would say.

He took the key from the fat businessman, inserted it into the keyhole of the box, and followed the corresponding steps.

After the machine's sound rang for a while, a burst of aroma came out of the box.

The refreshing fragrance made the Winter Soldiers who were originally standing guard in the distance couldn't help but look here.

"Well...this kind of aura is indeed a treasure worth a thousand dollars."

Smelling the aroma that filled the air, Puccinella admired it but also had some doubts.

Is it possible that Anatole really didn't take action? This is not in line with his character.

"Yes, I spent a lot of money to get this thing."

Looking at the furs in the box, even a banker like Pantalone couldn't help but sigh.

To be able to make him say something that costs a lot of money, it must have cost more time and money than anyone expected.

After all, the establishment of the Beiguo Bank branch in Liyue was a trivial matter to him.

But when Pantalone reached out and stroked the fabric, Puccinella who was next to her noticed the clues.

"Hey, this is..."

He stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on the edge of the fur, revealing the traces of cutting that were originally hidden around the box.

Seeing this scene, the rich man suddenly felt an ominous premonition.

He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the center of the fur, revealing all the traces hidden around it.

The fur that could have been used to make a large cloak was now only a little larger than the box it was placed in.

The hand holding the box began to tremble, and Pantalone seemed to realize something.
Chapter completed!