Chapter 2246: Late Autumn in Jincheng (Twenty-Nine)

"I am a doctor, not God." Schiller also picked up the wine glass, shook it and said: "My expertise lies in analysis rather than treatment. Even a personality that is good at treating needs the patient's cooperation. Even if you do not cooperate at all, you must at least Give the doctor enough time. "

Alberto raised his eyes and looked at Schiller's expression, and Schiller also looked at him. After a long silence, Schiller said: "No, you don't owe me anything. You know better than me. Evans would never have let me eliminate you." , you are his brother."

"But you can go against his will."

"I won't." Schiller looked at Alberto and said seriously: "From the perspective of a latecomer, from the perspective of gains and losses, you think I should think you are an unstable factor, so even if Evans doesn't want to kill you , I should also create an accident.”

"This is indeed very simple for me. Evans still trusts me. As long as I propose treatment for him, it will be very simple to eliminate you who was not in a stable condition at the time."

"But I won't do it. Such intervention is meaningless." Schiller looked into Alberto's eyes and said: "And you are thinking now, if I had done this, Evans would not be at risk of disappearing. ”

"It's a pity that there is no such good thing in this world. It's not that if someone had chosen another path, things would be better now. It's more likely that the other path will have more serious consequences."

"I can responsibly tell you that your presence is one of Evans' supports. You delayed the process of his becoming weak. Without you, he might have suffered a mental breakdown faster."

Alberto suddenly picked up the wine glass and took a sip of the spirit that had not been completely diluted. He gasped at the spicy taste, but he suddenly relaxed.

"That's great news," he said.

Schiller looked at his expression and said, "Do you think I'm just comforting you? In fact, that's not the case."

"It seems to be clearly different from you. Evans' personality is almost completely opposite to yours. You should know that such a personality cannot be a godfather."

"The old godfather is eager to find an heir. Evans cannot do it, but the consequences of his inability will not only be the decline of the Falcone family, but the old godfather and he will be in danger."

"In order to save himself and his father, Evans has to do whatever he wants. Do you know how much pressure this will put him under? Even a normal ordinary person is likely to collapse because of such an extreme situation."

"Your appearance saved him. From a sociological point of view, you prevented him from having to take on responsibilities that he was unwilling and unable to take. From a psychological point of view, the return of the main personality can help him Sharing a lot of mental pressure, he is resting while you are controlling the body, which reduces his wear and tear and prolongs his life. "

"Professor, this is the first time I know your professional level." Alberto said.

"how?"

“It’s well-deserved.”

"Actually this is not psychotherapy." Schiller smiled and said: "I'm just telling you a fact that you may not know, but then we have to talk about more realistic issues."

"I can't do psychotherapy." Alberto frowned and said in a more serious tone: "I can't see a psychiatrist regularly."

"Because you are the godfather, I completely understand." Schiller nodded and said: "You are not only a leader, but also a symbol and cultural symbol. You must be strong enough and cannot have weaknesses. Even if you have them, you cannot show them. ”

"This is completely anti-human, but since the model has not changed yet, you can only persist as long as possible. I must say that your stability is the basic guarantee of order in this city."

"It's almost gone." Alberto sighed through the gaps in the words and said: "The Twelve Families are getting weaker and weaker, and smart people have begun to invest their black money in legitimate industries to launder it."

"I have heard, Harvey said, that there have been more and more cases of company registration and equity disputes in recent times, and most of them are familiar faces."

"I don't know if I can land smoothly. Maybe the best result is that I also return to Italy and let Evans become a singer."

Schiller looked at Alberto and said seriously: "And if he doesn't want to be here, then go back to Gotham University and be a graduate student. He can always come back."

Alberto relaxed a little more. He looked at Schiller and said, "Thank you, Professor. Can I take this as a guarantee?"

"Of course, he is my student, at least I can guarantee his safety."

Alberto was silent there for a long time, and then he seemed to have made a very important decision. He took another sip of strong wine. His expression darkened, and his sharp eyebrows seemed to have a sharp sword embedded in them.

Schiller knew what he was thinking.

The responsibility of leading the twelve families left Alberto with no time and the ability to see a psychiatrist when he had psychological problems like ordinary people. He could not collapse and must always be strong.

But now, Evans is facing serious problems. His personality is unstable and may dissipate.

In that extreme situation, only Evans chose Alberto. As long as Evans showed any fear and rejection, both the old godfather and Schiller would definitely choose to eliminate Alberto's personality, but he No.

So Alberto couldn't accept Evans disappearing, and the only way was to come to Schiller for treatment, but that would take time, at least for a while, and he had to concentrate on doing it.

This obviously constitutes a conflict. Do you want the Twelve Families or Evans?

This seems to be a difficult decision, but for Alberto, it doesn't take a second to think about it. The Twelve Families are just dogs in the hands of the Godfather, but Evans is his younger brother.

The gang order in Gotham has been weakened to the limit. Now the development direction of Gotham has caused the gangs to have too many things they can't do. In order to fill the gap in the market, the smart gang bosses have already begun to transform.

Schiller looked at the expression on Alberto's face and understood that the gang order would not last too long.

And Schiller decided to give it a push.

He looked down at his watch, stood up, turned around and walked towards the wall and said, "This is the first time I have held such a large-scale banquet. Many guests are kind enough to come early like you, so I'm afraid I can't talk to you for too long."

"Rodriguez Manor is too small and there are not many reception rooms, so I would like to ask the butler to take you to my office to wait for a while, how about it?"   Alberto heard a hint of unusual meaning, so he didn't stay for long, stood up with a glass of wine, and soon Merkel was called by Schiller.

"Take Mr. Falcone to my office."

Merkel was about to say that the place had not been cleaned up yet, but when he saw Schiller's expression, he immediately swallowed his words, said nothing, and left with Alberto.

Alberto soon came to Schiller's office, which was very tidy, so the table with a pile of letters on it was very eye-catching.

"Sorry, the gentleman just used the table, so he hasn't had time to clean it up yet." Merkel said with great insight: "He didn't make any arrangements for this, so you can take a look here at will. I have other things to prepare and will be back soon."

"Please."

Merkel left quickly. After he left, Alberto walked behind Schiller's desk and stared at the pile of reply letters on the table. He soon found some familiar names in it, most of which were named after the surnames of the twelve families.

Alberto took out all the letters with such surnames, and then found that their arrival time was basically similar, but this was understandable. After all, the manors of the gang leaders were mostly concentrated in the northern district, and the time from departure to here was about the same.

According to the rules of the Gotham banquet, few VIPs need to be received one-on-one by the host. Most of the time, a group of guests arrive, the host comes out to say a few words, and then goes back to wait for the next group.

In this way, it is necessary for people from the same circle to arrive together, because it is easier to find their own position. If they bump into people from other circles, it is easy to cause themselves to be ignored.

The hand holding the edge of the letter paused, and a dangerous idea appeared in Alberto's mind. The next second he thought that this was why Schiller asked him to come here.

Alberto quickly walked to the phone opposite the office and said to the other side: "Cobert, let the follow-up convoy arrive 20 minutes in advance."

Cobert's slightly puzzled voice came from the other end of the phone, "But we have already written in the reply letter..."

"I have already greeted the professor in advance."

"Okay, sir, your wife will meet you soon."

Alberto sighed, his fingertips were cold and his chest was hot.

Lex stood in the corridor not far from the reception room. The distance was not enough for him to hear what was said in the room, but Merkel's departure made him understand that something happened that was beyond Schiller's plan.

Lex made a bold decision. He walked directly to the reception room and knocked on the door.

From the interval of more than ten seconds between responses, it can be seen that the people in the room were surprised by the knocking.

"Come in." Schiller said in a deep voice.

The door opened and Lex walked in. Now he really saw the surprise on Schiller's face.

But he was not surprised. Generally speaking, he would never appear here at this time, but should stay in the previous room and wait for the banquet to start.

Lex did do this before, because it was a very safe approach. Even if he wanted to take risks, he would not leave the previous floor, because if he walked too far, there was a risk of messing up his clothes, and it was impolite to roam around in the manor without permission.

Moreover, Lex had been reminded by Merkel that the reception room was being used. Even when a family with real blood relations was dealing with serious matters, they could not be suspected of eavesdropping. Smart people would stay away from it.

But Lex thought he could slightly magnify the influence of emotional factors in the decision. He was not one of those mental patients. His emotions were normal. As long as he wanted, he could use it.

"What's wrong?" Schiller looked at him and asked.

Lex exhaled, lowered his eyes and said, "Nothing, I'm just a little nervous."

Schiller walked over, reached out to close the door, and stood beside Lex, stroking his back with his arm and leading him forward.

Schiller didn’t ask why or act like it was ridiculous, he just walked Lex over and sat down and said, “Will alcohol make you better?”

Lex saw the whiskey in Schiller’s glass and shook his head and said, “I can’t drink strong alcohol before the party, alcohol might make me do something irrational.”

“Then stay here for a while?”

“With you?”

“Of course.”

Schiller sat down, keeping his eyes on Lex, and just as he was about to say something, Merkel knocked on the door and walked in with a look of disbelief on her face and said.

"Sir, we have an unexpected visitor. She is waiting for you in the master bedroom."

Schiller frowned slightly.

Lex's ears perked up.