Casa silently led a group of subordinates downstairs. As the first confidant who followed Mr. Peter, he controlled 60% of the intelligence network of this emerging family. Despite his fat and wretched appearance, he was really ruthless.
, and it is not something ordinary people can imagine.
"The young master is back." A man standing behind Casa said suddenly.
Kasa said coldly: "Without the master's order, even if he comes back, he will not be able to get close to the master."
All the subordinates looked at each other, not knowing what Kasa was going to do. After all, he and the eldest young master had been fighting for power overtly and secretly for who knows how long. Why didn't he have this plan now at the most critical time? Didn't he want to get this huge fortune?
Control of the family business?
These people don't know what Kasa thinks. They don't know that Kasa, who has followed Mr. Peter since childhood, doesn't value these things at all. His fights with the eldest young master over the years are actually just to divert the attention of these young masters and prevent them from jumping over the wall.
His own father was the killer.
But now that Master Peter has woken up and seems to be getting healthier, this makes Casa very happy but even more scared. He is afraid that Master Peter will suddenly die in the studio, so he must find what Master wants as soon as possible at all costs.
The woman I found.
Putting the painting in his hand in front of his eyes, Casa frowned. He had always known that Mr. Pete was not called Pete. This was the deepest secret hidden in his heart. He didn't know why the master wanted to tell him this secret today. Could it be that
Has he finally made a decision? Is he going to decide on the final ownership of his huge family property?
This can also explain why the master wants Kasa to hide. Kasa giggled. As expected, the master cares most about himself as a follower, not those who seem to be related by blood. In fact, if you don't pay attention, your bones will be chewed.
Sons of no survival.
A row of cars drove into a building. This is the famous New York headquarters of the Landkar family. It is seventy stories high. Even in New York, it is considered a very tall building. However, the most well-known building here is
, this building is not only a headquarters building for a family business, but also an exhibition hall open to outsiders on the lower floor. There are more than 300 paintings by world-renowned painters on the first floor.
Driving into the underground parking lot with a group of his men, Casa opened the car door and entered an elevator. Most of his men consciously stood guard at the door of the elevator. Casa's fat body didn't even wait for the elevator door to open.
He got in in one step and pressed the button at the bottom of the elevator floor.
Every company or force always has a secret base. This is a spiritual and material sustenance that no man can avoid. The same is true for Pete. In this building, Pete has more than one such secret base, and even this building
The top floor of the building was also his own secret base, but even Casa had never entered that place once.
The secrets hidden in this underground base are various peerless treasures collected by the Pete family over the years. Pete has a very fanatical hobby of collecting and has very excellent qualities as a profiteer, which is to use the intelligence network he has laid out around the world.
Get the best treasures at the cheapest price.
In this secret base, there is a team that can be said to be equipped with the most advanced network hackers in the world. Their mission is to use the Internet to buy dusty treasures from all over the world, and then pile them here, even if no one goes there.
look.
Casa didn't come here to collect all the treasures here and bring them to Mr. Peter, who seemed to have a short time to live. Instead, he came here to use the intelligence network here to find someone.
"Casa, you got another famous painting? Who painted this painting?" A man so thin that he was not even half of Casa's waist was waiting at the exit of the elevator door and said with a hint of flattery.
"This is Master Peter's painting. It is indeed a famous painting, but it is not for collection. Rocky, I want you to help me find this woman. Her name is Tina." Casa said seriously.
Rocky looked surprised and whispered: "This woman is so young, I'm afraid it's hard to find now... But I think this painting is very fresh..."
"This is the painting that Mr. Peter painted half an hour ago." Casa knew what Rocky was thinking and snorted coldly.
"You're not kidding me, are you? Master Peter has been sleeping, hasn't he? How can he still draw?" As soon as Rocky finished speaking, he knew that he had said the wrong thing. The fat man in front of him, more than ten years ago, was known as
As Pete's loyal dog, if you speak ill of Master Pete in front of him, wouldn't that be asking for death?
To Rocky's surprise, Casa did not get angry as before, but looked at Rocky calmly and said: "Have you finished asking? Master Peter is waiting for news about this painting now. Find it for me as soon as possible."
This woman."
Rocky nodded in agreement. He really didn't want to take on this job. Mr. Peter actually didn't fall asleep on the bed. Instead, he stretched himself out and drew a picture to find a woman. Who knows when this woman came to be?
Man, this Mr. Peter has lived for more than ninety years. Who knows if this woman named Tina could be a woman who emerged from somewhere during World War II?
Following the sneaky Rocky, he walked into a bright room and saw seven or eight people of various shapes sitting on chairs and looking at computers. Next to them was a mountain-like pile of garbage, and a stench was faintly flowing out.
, even Casa, a person who never cares about his image, couldn't help but cover his nose.
The stench was simply unbearable. Casa held his nose and said, "Why do you look like this after not seeing me for half a year?"
Rocky said quickly: "Mr. Casa, you really don't blame us. Mr. Peter has been sleeping all the time. Our group was ignored two years ago. If the third young master hadn't been generously supporting us before, we would have been there long ago."
We are starving to death on the streets. Who knew that half a year ago, the third young master stopped caring about us. He only gave us activity funds every month and did not assign us tasks. Even if we found the treasure, no one would pay attention to us if we reported it. This is really
It’s so boring.”
"So you've been watching A Song of Ice and Fire?" Kasa felt that his head was about to explode. He originally expected these guys to find the woman for him, but who knew that these guys in front of him seemed to have degenerated into otakus and otakus.
"Don't worry! Mr. Casa, although we haven't done anything for a few months, we still haven't forgotten our skills. Guys, let's start work. The target is this baby!" Rocky put the painting on the ground and put Casa's
I asked to speak to this group of people.
A woman who was as fat as Casa immediately took out her mobile phone and took a photo of the painting, and then Casa heard the sound of a group of people typing on the keyboard.
Casa is very anxious now. He clearly remembers what Master Peter said to him. If there is no accident, it is very likely that Master will pass away completely inadvertently. What makes Cassa sad is that the Master has just woken up.
He was just thinking about himself and actually told himself his real name. What a huge amount of trust this was! How could he let the master die of disappointment?
"Master, trust your little Casa, I will definitely help you find that woman!" Casa closed his eyes and said secretly.
"This one is harder to find..." Rocky said while chewing on a wooden stick while typing on the keyboard.
God knows why Rocky bit the stick, but Casa didn't care about it at all. He said anxiously: "It doesn't matter, look for it slowly, start from the United States. If you can't find it in the United States, then look for it all over the world!"
"My respected Mr. Casa, do you think we are the FBI? We are not professional in finding people. If you asked us to find... uh! Found it!" Rocky looked at the computer with a look of despair on his face.
, as if he was being tortured by looking at the computer. Unexpectedly, his eyes suddenly widened, and he jumped up and screamed.
"You can find treasures when you are looking for them, but how can you not find people when you are looking for them...ah? Found them!" Kasa kicked away Rocky, who was an eyesore, and moved closer to the 30-inch large display screen, staring at it with wide eyes.
.
"Ninety-five percent similarity! The name is Anduin, Tina! Haha!" Rocky was kicked to the ground, suddenly jumped up again, and screamed like a neurotic, and everyone gathered in surprise.
Come here, they have been looking for the treasure for almost ** years. No matter how difficult the various tasks are, they have worked hard to overcome them, but they never thought that there would be such an easy task to complete.
"Is this woman famous? Why did I find it as soon as I googled it!" Rocky, who had returned to normal, looked at the identification and curiously clicked on Tina's profile.
"Honorary employee of TD Company? What the hell is this?" Casa muttered.
"TD Company? Isn't this the famous Dream Stealer organization?" the fat woman said suddenly.
"Do you know each other?" Casa's mind was a little confused. Mr. Peter was really amazing. He could draw a random woman and actually this person actually existed? How is this possible?