"Yes, the bonds are in my hands."
In a dark hut, Orlando faced a group of big shots from Alfalfa City's underground forces and said in a deep voice.
At this point, he already knew that no one would believe him no matter how he tried to explain that he had never seen those bonds.
Since that was the case, Orlando simply admitted it and was ready to take advantage of it to make a big move!
His opening statement immediately made the group of big shots in front of him breathe rapidly.
No one could remain calm in the face of such a huge fortune.
Orlando's gaze slowly swept across the faces of the crowd. He had a plan in his mind and continued:
"So, do you want me to give all the bonds to Capone?"
After a moment of silence, one person stood up and asked: "Orlando, what do you want?"
Orlando smiled indifferently. A trace of madness flashed in his eyes as he encouraged loudly:
"Everyone, why should we work for that kid Capone? How many years has he been in Alfalfa City? And you all know that he's just a dog in the hands of the Eastern Region!
Since these bonds have fallen into Alfalfa City, they are everyone's wealth! But Capone, that old dog, actually wants to take away this wealth to please his master!
Can you really bear such a shame? "
It was unknown whether Orlando was really not good at inciting or if he was facing some old foxes. In short, there was a bit of an awkward silence after his impassioned words.
After a moment of awkwardness, someone finally broke the silence:
"Orlando, don't talk nonsense. As long as you take out those bonds and distribute them to everyone, we will naturally help you deal with Capone."
Of course, Orlando couldn't take out the bonds, but at this time, he had no other way out.
Therefore, his attitude became particularly tough. He immediately snorted coldly and said: "In your dreams! If I take out the bonds and distribute them now, will you still help me? I'm afraid that you'll run away after leaving this door. "
"Then at least give us half first?"
"Don't even think about half!" Orlando retorted without hesitation. "You want to get benefits without doing anything? Hehe, do you really think I'm a fool? "
Orlando's toughness was instead mistaken for sufficient confidence.
However, Orlando was also worried that he would go too far and anger these people in front of him. After all, none of them were kind people.
Thus, he immediately added, "You don't have to worry that I'll go back on my word. Otherwise, you can also join forces and deal with me like you dealt with Capone."
"You're much easier to deal with than Capone," a big shot teased.
There was a hint of threat and warning in his tone.
Of course, Orlando understood what he meant. Although he was worried, he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he deliberately acted impatient and urged.
"So, everyone, have you made up your minds? Should he continue to be Capone's dog? Or do you want to come with me and chase this outsider out of Alfalfa City? "
The big shots of Alfalfa City's underground forces looked at each other and finally reached a consensus.
"Good! Orlando, let's find a new master for Alfalfa City! "
…
City Lord's Mansion.
Ron quietly listened to the report of his son who had rushed back from the Red Maple Manor, and his heart sank.
Sure enough, a smuggled caravan and a batch of priceless bonds couldn't change Count Angele's mind.
Ron restlessly paced back and forth in the room. He had nowhere to vent his anger and resentment accumulated in his chest, making him seem like a beast facing a desperate situation.
Jason looked at his father who had lost his composure and hurriedly said, "Father, I thought about it on the way back and suddenly realized that Count Angele seemed to have known that Alfalfa City would be in chaos."
"What?" Ron stopped and looked at his son with bright eyes.
Jason reorganized his words and said, "When I reported to Count Angele what happened in Alfalfa City at the Red Maple Manor, he didn't have any surprise on his face, as if he already knew.
So, I'm guessing that the Northern Wind Chamber of Commerce and those priceless bonds were bait thrown out by Count Angele. He wanted the people of the Alfalfa Brotherhood to fight over them and even kill each other. "
Ron's eyes lit up. He immediately realized that his son's guess was very likely.
In his excitement, he paced back and forth in the room again while muttering, "It's possible … It's really possible!
Count Angele is really good at scheming!
As long as the Alfalfa Brotherhood kills each other over those bonds, we'll have a chance to catch our breath and even advance further … "
* Knock knock knock *
At this moment, someone suddenly knocked on the door.
"What's the matter?"
"Master, there's a mister from the Northern Wind Chamber of Commerce outside. He wants to see you."
Ron frowned. Then he thought of something and his expression brightened. He hurriedly said, "Let him in."
Jason also understood and said, "Father, if our guess is correct, then this Northern Wind Chamber of Commerce is also Count Angele's chess piece!"
Ron nodded, but still warned, "Don't say anything later. I'll deal with this person from the Northern Wind Chamber of Commerce. After all, we're just guessing. Maybe the other party just came to urge us to find the missing bonds."
"Yes, father."
Not long after, a well-dressed middle-aged man led by the steward came to Ron.
Looking at this person's face, Ron felt that it was somewhat familiar.
However, this person wasn't the steward of the Northern Wind Chamber of Commerce who came to report the case a few days ago.
After the merchant respectfully saluted, Ron asked, "What's your name?"
"Honorable City Lord, my name is Orlando."
"Orlando?" Ron frowned. Just as he was about to ask why this name was the same as the famous thief leader in Alfalfa City, he found that the merchant in front of him had already taken off his hat.
Then, he took off his beard and the two moles on the left side of his face.
"Orlando!" Ron put one hand on the sword at his waist and cried out in surprise.
Standing in front of him wasn't a merchant from the Northern Wind Chamber of Commerce, but the thief leader of Alfalfa City — Orlando!
"I'm sorry, City Lord. In order to be able to see you smoothly, I had to put on some disguises." Orlando said courteously.
Jason had already drawn his long sword and was pressing it against Orlando's throat.
However, Orlando turned a blind eye to it.
Ron narrowed his eyes and looked at the other party for a long time before saying to his son, "Jason, don't be rude. This isn't how the Lute Family treats guests."
Jason withdrew his long sword, but he still looked at Orlando in front of him with vigilance.
"Mr. Orlando, how did you deceive my steward?" Ron suddenly asked curiously.
Orlando smiled faintly and took out a metal badge from his bosom, saying, "With my ability, stealing an identity card of the Northern Wind Chamber of Commerce isn't a difficult thing."
"Indeed." Ron nodded in agreement, "After all, the most important thing of that caravan has been stolen by you."
However, Orlando slowly shook his head this time and said in a sincere tone, "City Lord, you've wronged me. Stealing an identity card is easy, but stealing the most valuable bond of the caravan, hehe, even I can't do it. "
"Oh? Is that so? "Ron raised his eyebrows, seemingly not believing Orlando's words.
"Yes, City Lord. If that bond was really in my hands, do you think I would need to take the risk to see you now? "
Ron didn't say anything, obviously thinking about the truth of Orlando's words.
After a long while, he smiled noncommittally and asked, "Then, Mr. Orlando, why have you come to see me this time?"
"City Lord, I'm here to remind you of something."
"What is it?"
Orlando took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:
"The Lute Family is in imminent danger!"
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