Two days later, Joja settled Dorian's family in the rented house.

Dorian's family seemed a bit uncomfortable. His father was a traditional Sicilian, chubby and friendly-looking. But when he took off his shirt while moving things, Joja realized that this old man must have had a rough past.

Dorian's mother was truly a beautiful woman. Despite being almost sixty years old, she was full of energy and always smiling, showing great warmth towards others.

Dorian's younger sister was more troublesome. This girl named Martina was a typical problem child.

At the age of 15 or 16, she made herself look like a ghost with earrings, nose rings, tongue rings, and belly button rings, and seemed to take pride in it.

After introducing Muto to this family, it only took Martina half an hour to persuade Muto to go to the convenience store to buy cigarettes.

Joja didn't say anything when he saw this. After all, she wasn't his sister. He just repeatedly reminded Muto not to touch drugs and let them go.

Kaman, on the other hand, was happy that Muto could make a new friend. This old man completely forgot that his own son had been married and had children.

In his heart, Muto should be a student.

Before leaving, Kaman gave Muto a bank card and about 20,000 euros in cash, instructing him not to worry about saving money. Then he left Hainya with Joja.

The two of them drove from north to south, along the western coast of Italy, and it took them two days to reach Catania.

Kaman seemed much more relaxed after leaving his son. He no longer had to wear uncomfortable clothes and try to look like a "civilized person" like he did in Hainya.

Following the address given by Dorian, Joja navigated to a place called Taoshan. When he stopped at a vacation cabin halfway up the mountain, he happened to see Nis and Antar returning from the mountain.

After parking the car, Joja asked Kaman to help unload the large luggage and then looked at Nis and Antar, who looked well, and said, "It seems like you're doing well here."

Saying that, Joja took a deep breath of fresh air, then turned to look at the blue Ionian Sea to the east and smiled, "I love the sea. Dorian has good taste, finding us such a great place."

Nis, in a good mood, helped Joja pick up a piece of luggage and pointed to a smoking volcano in the distance to the west, smiling, "I've never seen such a special place before. The hotel Dorian arranged before was a bit terrible, but now I forgive him."

Joja didn't know what had happened between them before. He walked into the cabin with a smile, lay down on a sofa, and stretched lazily, saying, "Where's Dorian? What have you guys been up to these days?"

Nis quickly brought Joja a glass of water and said, "We've been here for two days, and during these days, we've been keeping an eye on the Mori family.

These guys usually act in the afternoon and evening, and we haven't fully figured out their patterns yet."

Upon hearing this, Joja frowned and said, "Shouldn't a big family like this live in a mansion? Just keep an eye on their old house and find an opportunity to take them all down, right?"

Nis was confused by Joja's words and asked curiously after half a minute, "Do the mafia live in mansions? Where did you hear that?"

Joja shrugged and said, "Isn't that the case? That's how it's portrayed in movies."

Nis and Antar exchanged glances, then sat on the sofa with strange expressions. Nis said, "Well, I don't know about that. Maybe the Mori family is different from others.

They definitely don't have a mansion, but the Mori family has a seaside villa in the suburbs of Catania. However, it's only occupied by a few women and children.

The head of the Mori family is currently facing more than a dozen charges and is being held in a detention center outside Noto, over a hundred kilometers south.

The whereabouts of the other members of the Mori family are also quite mysterious. These past few days, we only found the second son, Timothy, and the third daughter, Abigail.

The old Mori has a total of six sons and two daughters.

His youngest daughter went to America, and his youngest son, third son, and eldest son all died in South Sudan.

The ones left in Sicily to oversee the situation are his second son and eldest daughter.

But these two have been under a lot of pressure recently due to the charges against the old Mori. The witness protection program file and undercover file we obtained from SD are their only hope for a comeback.

Only when all the witnesses are dead can the old Mori have a chance to escape punishment."

After saying that, Nis thought for a moment and said uncertainly, "Sicily has been restless recently. We learned from the newspapers that the Mori family is at war with a criminal group called the 'Glorious Society'."Fires are breaking out every day across Sicily and North Africa's Tunisia.

I'm not sure how many people have died, but the police in Catania are extremely tense, which is why we moved here.

The Morley family has gone to SD to trade arms with the English, possibly not for profit, but to try to get a list to resolve the lawsuit facing old Morley, and to find a way out for the family, as they are at a disadvantage in the conflict with the Glorious Society.

Now, old Morley is facing serious charges. Without a list of tainted witnesses and undercover agents, it's very difficult for him to turn things around."

Joja, who was a bit unprepared, was somewhat confused by the influx of information.

He looked at Nis, who was trying to explain the situation in the simplest terms, and shook his head, "Who can tell me, what is the 'Glorious Society'?"

Nis organized her thoughts for a while, but finally realized that she couldn't explain it clearly for the time being. So she went into the room and brought out two thick files for Joja.

Joja curiously opened one and found it to be a copy of an Interpol file.

He flipped through it roughly, and the content inside shocked even Joja, an arms dealer.

The Glorious Society is a large criminal group spanning Asia, Africa, and Europe.

They engage in human trafficking, drug smuggling, and arms smuggling.

Their internal membership is also very complex. Interpol provided a rough organizational chart, which includes the Italian Mafia, Albanian gangs in Eastern Europe, illegal armed groups in the Middle East, local gangs in North Africa, and illegal armed forces in Central Africa.

With Italy as the core, they have laid a drug and human trafficking line radiating across Europe, and have also established an arms supply line to Africa.

Drugs produced in Afghanistan are shipped by sea to Kenya in Africa, then cross Africa through Uganda, Central Africa, and Chad, finally entering Tunisia along the Libyan border, then shipped again to Sicily, and spread throughout Western Europe.

This drug line is filled with innocent souls, because even if the countries in Africa are in a bad state, they will not sit idly by while drug dealers run rampant within their borders, because the external pressure is too much for the black politicians in power to bear.

It can be hard to make great work when its stolen from "pawread dot com".

So this situation has given rise to a wave of major drug lords, like those in early Mexico, who helped Colombian drugs transit.

Then, guided by others, these black guys began to learn how to fight guerrillas, plant, and refine drugs in the jungles of Africa, collecting transportation fees while producing and selling their own drugs.

Could anything good come out of this?