Chapter 223 The Real Clue
Li Qing entered the waiting hall alone.
Just like Prosciutto who arrived earlier, he was unable to find where the so-called "clue" was.
All I could hear was the noise of countless people talking to each other, and the roar of the train running over the rails as it entered the station from the next platform area.
When you unlock the data and look around, all you can see are ordinary seats and staff and passengers coming and going.
As for the clues to the treasure mentioned ...
"How am I supposed to find it if I don't even know what the clue is?"
Li Qing couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.
He had originally run in with the determination to venture into the dragon's den and the tiger's lair, but not only did he fail to find the enemies and traps he had imagined, he also became a headless fly who could not find his direction.
Could it be that Diablo didn't leave any clues here at all?
Is this just a simple prank?
No.
Li Qing quickly rejected this overly relaxed idea in his mind.
He began to think from another perspective:
"Diabolo's goal is to drive the tiger to devour the wolf and provoke a large-scale rebellion within the organization."
"That's just like what Bucciarati said. In order to convince those ambitious people of the authenticity of the will, Diablo must have planted some evidence here to confirm his will."
"For example, the bank account that only the boss can show up."
"If that's the case... then there's absolutely no need for him to hide the evidence. Instead, he should put the clue out in the open. The more conspicuous the better."
As he thought about it, Li Qing had already begun to sense that something was wrong.
At this time…
Just when he was thinking about what the so-called clue was and where it was, the "clue" came to him:
"Mr. Li Qing?"
An old voice suddenly sounded in Li Qing's ears.
The person who spoke was an old man, an old man who had been sitting nearby and looked like an ordinary traveler.
He was short, with white hair and beard. On the seat next to him was a large black briefcase, and in his hand was an inconspicuous stainless steel storage box.
This old man is so old, sitting there with a hat on, he has no sense of presence, making it hard to believe that he is an enemy.
However, he now seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and called out Li Qing's name in a calm tone:
"Mr. Li Qing, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
“Who is it?!”
Li Qing turned around suddenly and turned the data function back on in an instant.
"Don't be nervous."
The old man waved his hand slowly:
"My name is Bellicoro, a cadre of the organization. That little guy Bucciarati should have seen me."
"Don't worry, I'm just an ordinary person, not a stand user."
"Ordinary people?"
Li Qing's eyes were full of vigilance:
How could an ordinary person become a high-ranking official in the passion organization that only Stand users can join...
That means the other party either has some incredible business ability, or he must be a loyal and trusted aide to the boss.
"Are you the boss's man?" Li Qing asked straight to the point.
"That's right."
The old cadre named Belikolo did not hide himself at all:
"I am the boss's subordinate."
"Now... this should be his last subordinate."
Bailey Corro's weathered voice was full of sighs.
From the tone of his voice, Li Qing could tell that this old man had an unshakable loyalty to Diablo.
Even though Diablo is such a mean, ungrateful, cold-blooded humanoid trash, there are people who are willing to fight for him until the last moment - even when he is already "dead".
Li Qing was quite surprised by this.
He was still cautiously watching Belikolo's every move, and then asked tentatively:
"So, you are the clue arranged by the boss?"
"What about that so-called treasure? Does it exist?"
Diablo's bank account is related to the financial lifeline of the Passion organization, and it is also the biggest reason why Li Qing and others came here from afar.
In order to help Giorno become a gangster superstar and help Bucciarati reform the organization and save his hometown, even though Li Qing doesn't like money very much, he has to focus all his attention on the so-called treasure.
Now that he saw that the "treasure clue" was actually a real person, Li Qing realized that Diablo's legacy might not be so easy to get.
However, Bellicoro's answer did not disappoint him at all.
In fact, his answer was unexpectedly straightforward:
"Of course the treasure exists."
“And it’s right here.”
Belikolo directly opened the stainless steel storage box in his hand.
The small box was filled with a stack of paper documents.
Then, I don’t know who I want to show it to…
Like a host on a treasure appraisal show, Belikolo carefully took out the documents from the box, spread them out, straightened them, and laid them out before the blind man, Li Qing:
"This box contains account opening credentials, bank cards, and bank keys."
“And the fake ID the boss used to open the account.”
"As long as you get this box, you can inherit the boss's legacy and obtain the cash surplus accumulated by the Passion Organization in the past ten years, a huge fortune of more than 500 billion liras."
"And I..."
Bellicoro folded the documents and put them back into the box, closing the lid tightly.
"He is the executor appointed by the boss before his death."
"this…"
"You actually carried the 'treasure' with you?"
Li Qing's perception was firmly locked on Belikolo:
"What on earth is this old man playing at..."
He didn't believe that this ordinary old man would appear in front of him with such a treasure without any precautions.
Will Diablo hand over his inheritance so easily?
This must be a trap.
Maybe when he was about to reach out to grab the box, Bailey Cola would immediately throw the box as a signal.
Considering the size and quality of this treasure, it wouldn't be surprising if five hundred swordsmen and axemen appeared nearby.
Li Qing thought so in his heart, and his expression became more alert.
However…
Just as Li Qingping was waiting for the battle to begin...
Bailicolo suddenly stuffed the stainless steel storage box in his hand into his hand:
"I'm giving it to you."
"ha?"
Li Qing looked at the treasure that had been delivered to him in disbelief:
"You actually gave it to me directly?"
"What do you mean...are the documents in this box fake? Or is the box coated with some deadly poison?"
Alarm bells rang in his heart, and he even subconsciously wanted to throw away the treasure box in his hand that came too easily.
But Belikolo said calmly:
"Don't be nervous, the things in the box are real."
"This is the last order the boss gave me: to hand over his legacy to you, Li Qing, the boss's mortal enemy."
“It’s true…”
Li Qing suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart:
"The treasure was handed to me so easily."
"So what exactly is the clue that Diablo has arranged? What is he going to use to incite those ambitious people to cause trouble for me?"
"If the 'clue' is not this treasure, then..."
Thinking of this, Li Qing's face changed drastically.
He suddenly realized what the so-called "clue" that Diablo used to verify the authenticity of his last words and incite the organization to rebel was...
The clue is...
"It's you, Mr. Li Qing."
Belikolo looked at Li Qing with a calm gaze:
"You foolishly chose to use the excuse of faking your own death to get rid of the wanted police, and the consequence of doing so is this."
"As long as people know that you are still alive, everyone will understand that the boss is dead."
"They will know that the last words were true."
"And you, the 'new boss' who controls the authority of the organization and the boss's account, will become the enemy of all ambitious people."
"In other words, the conflict between you and the ambitious person has been completely intensified. Those betrayers who are unwilling to be lonely will naturally seek revenge for their dead boss."
With a soft sigh, Belikolo slowly stood up from his chair.
Then he opened the large briefcase that had been placed beside him:
"I destroyed the surveillance cameras inside the train station when I came here, so that I could do something quietly here."
"The briefcase contained a laptop computer and a hidden camera."
"The camera was facing you just now, and the audience behind the camera who witnessed your 'resurrection' was..."
"The 19 local cadres in charge of the country's 20 first-level administrative regions, as well as all the official members of the organization who can be contacted by me in the 110 provinces across the country."
"Mr. Li Qing."
Belikolo bowed slightly to Li Qing:
"My mission is over."
"The boss's legacy is entrusted to you - if you can protect it."
As he spoke, he took out a poison capsule that he had prepared long ago from his pocket and put it into his mouth with a calm expression.
After taking the poison, Belikolo slowly sat back in his seat, adjusted his cuffs, and finally closed his eyes quietly.
Quietly, he fell into a deep sleep.
