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Chapter 28 Lucky Matilda (Please vote and read on!)

What is supposed to come is still coming.

Luca kept an eye on things, wondering if he could find some time to keep an eye on Richie's team formation progress.

As a member of the Mafia, he can't openly join the police force, but he can provide assistance indirectly, just like when he killed Joe. This "assistance" will also be recorded by the system.

And Luca is determined to get those two skills from Richie!

The group then started talking about John McLean.

“McLean. He’s almost ruined.” David shrugged. “That guy spends all his time drinking in the church, living a very decadent life, and no one can persuade him otherwise.”

"A church? Does he still believe in religion?"

He felt that hiding there would keep trouble away from him.

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That's heartbreaking, my friend. A dignified SSR card shouldn't be treated so poorly.

The big shot is always hurt by love.
Cheer up, buddy!
On the other hand, it's also a good thing. If McLean doesn't have any trouble, it means New York doesn't have any major problems. Otherwise, there would be terrorist attacks and urban unrest at every turn, and those kinds of large-scale crises are incomparable to murder cases and drug wars.

In the face of terrorist attacks, even drug enforcement becomes a minor operation.

Even Luca wasn't confident he could solve such an outrageous problem; perhaps only an SSR card like McClean, with his inherent "die hard" aura and intense individual heroism, could handle it.

"Die hard" literally means "can't die," "fight to the bitter end," or "fight to the death." A more evocative way to say it is "Die Hard."

Luca absolutely must learn this skill!
Towards the end of the conversation, David brought up the case, specifically the five victims: gluttony, pride, sloth, lust, and greed.
The most famous of them is undoubtedly the female celebrity represented by "Pride," and it was precisely because of her murder that this matter became even more public.

The richest of them all is Robbie, who represents "greed".

"It's quite a coincidence that two stockbrokers have died recently."

David looked puzzled. "One person died in the previous sniping case, and another one died in this religious case. Moreover, both of them were from Stratton Corporation. Does the killer really like killing people from this company?"

William shook his head: "It's probably because this company has done too many unethical things and cheated too many people."

Luca: "."

These deranged killers really only target one company to fleece; why can't they switch to another company to commit murder?

With so many butterfly effects, it's truly remarkable that the Wolf of Wall Street has survived to this day.

To be honest, I'm still short of money to acquire the club, so I need to go to him to get some money.

After a satisfying meal, everyone happily concluded their gathering.

“David, feel free to contact me anytime you need anything.” Luca warmly shook David’s hand. “In the Bronx, no criminal can escape my notice. I can guarantee you’ll get a lot of help here.”

"You're a criminal," David thought to himself with amusement, but said aloud, "The people of New York will thank you for your contributions to peace, Mr. Peace Ambassador."

Luca then looked at William and said, "If you need to find a job to earn a pension, you can come to me. I can help you find a job with a decent salary."

William neither refused nor agreed, but politely said, "If I ever become destitute, Luca, don't forget your promise today."

After all, Luca was a member of the Mafia, and William, who had principles, didn't want to get involved in criminal activities. However, he was willing to do some legitimate work, even just odd jobs at a supermarket.

The two left in separate taxis. As Luca watched the taxi disappear into the distance, a hint of melancholy appeared on his face.

Two more people had their fates changed because of them.

Although these people themselves cannot foresee what the future holds, even without Luca's intervention, other butterfly effects might still cause the plot to deviate from its original trajectory, just like Robbie being killed by Joe.
Ultimately, however, the fates of these people diverged at this moment, heading in completely different directions.

Even Luca couldn't predict where this road would lead.

David did not fall into the sin of anger, his wife did not die, and he became a rising star in the police force;
Jimmy and Paulie weren't betrayed and imprisoned, but the traitor Henry died;

Although Leon and Mathilda were neighbors, they never had the chance to develop a relationship that would become soulmates.

Luca has no idea what these people will become in the future.

And in the future, the fates of even more people may be changed. He, Luca, is the biggest butterfly that stirs up the tornado.

Suddenly, Luca felt his hand being grabbed.

He looked down and saw Matilda's upturned face and the concern in her eyes.

“Luca, I sense you’re a little melancholy. Are you reluctant to leave them?” Matilda held his hand tightly. “They’re gone, but I’m still here.”

Luca crouched down to her eye level, smiled, and said, "When you can no longer predict what will happen, you'll always feel lost and helpless. But your brother here is a very capable person, and I'm confident I can face whatever the future holds."

He almost never confides in others, because assassins are always solitary and wary, but at this moment, in front of Matilda, Luca reveals his true feelings.

Looking into Luca's bright eyes, Matilda had never felt so close to him before. It was as if she was seeing another side of the Mafia, instead of the shrouded mystery that had previously prevented her from seeing into his heart.

Now a corner of the fog has been lifted.

She smiled comfortably, her eyes crinkling, and patted Luca's shoulder in a rather old-fashioned manner.

"Isn't life inherently full of uncertainty? Who can predict the future? Before I met you, I never thought I could escape that nightmarish family one day. You pulled me out of the mire and gave me a new life."

I am very, very happy now, really, and I cherish my life right now.

Luca, you've done a fantastic job. In my eyes, you're the greatest man in the world.

*Smack!* Matilda kissed Luca on the cheek.

"This is my trust in you. I believe that whatever you do in the future will be successful."

"Wow, my Lady of Fortune has blessed me with good luck! This is amazing! I should go buy a lottery ticket now."

"Haha, buy my birthday ticket! I'm sure I'll win!"

Luca grinned and silently noted down the little brat's birthday: December 25th, which was Christmas Day.

But it's still early, only early May.

Speaking of which, Matilda's vacation is coming up soon.

"Where do you want to go during the holidays? I'll take you to visit other cities."

"I want to follow you and become Mafia."

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Luca was speechless for a moment. This little brat was just like that every day. He narrowed his eyes, reached out and grabbed Matilda's shoelaces. "Your shoelaces are untied. Let me help you."

Matilda gently rubbed Luca's head with both hands, like petting a cat, and spoke expectantly about her thoughts:
"Luca, I want to be like you someday, respected wherever I go. Tell me, what nickname should I give myself? You're called Luca the Pigeon, so I'll be called Lucky Matilda. What do you think? Peace + Luck?"

"pretty good."

Luca clapped his hands, stood up, and gracefully bent over, extending his hand as if inviting her to dance. "Well then, lucky Matilda, let me see just how lucky you are."

Matilda instinctively took a step, but tripped over her feet. Luca had gotten her shoelaces tangled, and she stumbled and was about to fall.

Luca swiftly scooped the tiny girl up and carried her on his back.

Matilda ruffled Luca's hair in frustration. "You're such a child, always playing pranks."

"Haha, looks like you're not so lucky after all."

“But I didn’t fall down, I knew you would catch me.” Matilda put her arms around Luca’s neck. “Luca, actually, my greatest luck is meeting you.”

Luca was slightly taken aback.

He suddenly realized that he had appeared beside Matilda like a divine intervention.
Oh~~~ So this is how you use your lucky aura, right?

He smiled with satisfaction, "The day I met you was also my lucky day."

(End of this chapter)