That night, Nagini returned to Los Angeles. However, he did not go straight home, but went to the Los Angeles Public Cemetery.
Nagini took a bottle of 18.9 USD red wine. This was Lady Samantha's favorite red wine. It used to be 9.9 USD, but now it was 18.9 USD?
America's prices were getting higher and higher, and it was all because of those damned capitalists and politicians.
Instead of caring about the suffering of the people, they only thought about how to earn money. What did the people of America want them for?
Apart from the red wine, Nagini also took a box of finger biscuits, a 3.5kg bucket of milk, and two red wine glasses from the convenience store.
In the middle of August, Los Angeles Public Cemetery, who knew why it was foggy.
The already cold and gloomy cemetery, because of this thin layer of fog, appeared even more eerie.
However, Nagini did not mind. He took out some white chrysanthemums from his pocket, and helped Lady Samantha clean up her house.
In America, neighbors had bad tempers. If your house was dirty and messy?
They might even sue you!
Lady Samantha was a respectable person when she was alive, and Nagini did not want her to be disgraceful in the next world.
After everything was cleaned up, Nagini sat in front of the tombstone with satisfaction. He poured a glass of red wine for Lady Samantha, and a glass of milk for himself.
Drinking milk from a tall glass?
He wondered if Mrs. Samantha would despise him if she knew about it.
Nagini was bored as he thought of some strange questions. His mouth could not help but reveal a smile.
At this moment, he was eating biscuits and drinking milk. In the eyes of others, he was like a lunatic, chatting with a tombstone.
The strangest thing was that when Nagini was talking, he would sometimes pause. His eyes flashed with seriousness, and he listened attentively, as if someone was really talking to him!
In truth, the scene was a little strange. Especially Nagini's smile, it was simply chilling. It was like a scene from a horror movie!
And this strange conversation lasted for a full 3 hours!
During this time, Nagini said a lot.
For example, what was he like in the past? He had a beautiful and happy family, like the son of the Goddess of Fate. Unfortunately, everything had changed.
For example, the person who kidnapped her back then didn't decide to let go of a poor old lady like her because of his conscience. Instead, he was killed by her. If she remembered correctly, that person was called Barnet.
That was the first time he had killed someone. Strangely, he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, he felt very comfortable, as if the shackles on his body had been removed.
For example, after her death, he and Wilson went against her wishes and did some very bad things. He killed a lot of people, but he was sure that they were not good people.
In the end, Nagini told Lady Samantha about what had happened to him recently, including how he had accidentally killed more than 600 New Yorkers.
Regret?
No, when he was talking to Lady Samantha, Nagini did not look remorseful at all.
Happy?
It didn't seem so. His expression was very calm. It could even be described as calm, as if he was chatting with this old woman who had been dead for 10 years.
When the last biscuit was thrown into his mouth, Nagini looked at the remaining half of the bucket of milk. A hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes.
"Sure enough, compared to milk, I still prefer finger biscuits. Lady Samantha, it was really nice chatting with you. I'll come to you next time."
After cleaning up the garbage around the tombstone and the weeds he had cleaned up, Nagini, who was holding the cardboard box, looked at the brand-new grave with a smile in his eyes.
He wondered if he should talk to the gravekeeper.
However, the gravekeeper's adopted son seemed to be a child of the Angel Orphanage. This made Nagini a little conflicted.
What if he complained to Lady Samantha after he died?
Wouldn't the little angel persona that he had painstakingly built for 10 years collapse?
In the end, Nagini decided to give the other party a chance.
What if there were still weeds around the next time he came?
Nagini would break the other party's bones one by one according to the weeds. There were more than 200 bones in the human body. (206 or 204). He hoped that he could hold on for a few more years and do his job well.
As for killing?
Killing was not good. Nagini realized the seriousness of the problem. He had no choice in the past, but now he wanted to be a good person, so he started by breaking the bones!
However, just as Nagini was about to leave, a black car stopped by the roadside two hours ago.
At this moment, it started and stopped next to Nagini. Then, a slightly fat, balding old man walked out of the car.
Nagini stopped and looked at the other party with a slightly puzzled gaze.
"Sir Falcone?
I'm curious. Why are you looking for me?
I don't remember having any connection between us. "
Yes, this was the Falcone who made Wilson leave ten years ago and made Nagini stop pursuing the matter. At the same time, he was also the real boss of Los Angeles, the one who made the rules and order of the underground world!
In Los Angeles, those who didn't know about the Falcone family could only be insignificant hooligans.
But compared to that meeting ten years ago?
Under Falco's cabinet, he was still the Godfather, still a lion, but this lion had aged a lot.
Sir Falcone walked out of the car. His strong body was obviously a little fat, and his body was obviously much weaker than ten years ago. His eyes looked at Nagini, and the murderous glint in his eyes gave off an inexplicable chill!
This was a real boss. He didn't just ignore life, but also order and rules.
Even if he was an old lion, he was still a lion!
At this moment, Sir Falcone stared at Nagini with a somewhat complicated expression. Finally, he sighed. "If I say that I'm here to see Samantha, would you believe me?"
Nagini nodded. "I believe you."
Sir Falcone was stunned. He looked at Nagini with a strange expression. "You actually believe me?
Aren't you curious why I have to wait for so long?
Maybe my target is you? "
To be honest, if he were the other party, he would never believe such nonsense!
But Nagini was different. His sense of smell was very sharp, and he was completely a human lie detector. As long as he was willing, no one could lie in front of him.
But looking at Sir Falcone in front of him?
Nagini, who didn't want to continue talking to the other party, said stiffly, "Then I believe you."
Sir Falcone was stunned again, and a touch of helplessness appeared on his face. "Your answer is insincere."
But what surprised him even more was that Nagini wasn't afraid of him at all because of his identity. Instead, he said impatiently, "If there's nothing else, I should go."
Sir Falcone found it very interesting. He had ruled Los Angeles for decades, and it had been a long time since anyone dared to speak to him in such a tone. But he wasn't angry. Instead, his expression was somewhat appreciative, like an ordinary old man.
"I'm about to die. Can you chat with me?"
But Nagini shook his head, and a touch of seriousness flashed in his eyes. "I'm sorry, your life and death have nothing to do with me. I have no obligation to chat with you."
After saying this, Nagini left without looking back.
In Los Angeles, Sir Falcone did have amazing power, but so what?
Except for that meeting ten years ago, their fates had no contact at all!
Although what happened back then was an accident, Nagini didn't like the other party.
In fact, the other party should be glad that he met the Nagini ten years ago, and not the current Nagini.
Otherwise, Nagini wasn't sure what he would do in the end.
But the next moment, looking at Nagini's back, Sir Falcone said a name. "Samantha Falcone."
In an instant, Nagini stopped in his tracks!