1950, Italy, Siena.

Luna Park Playground, midnight.

1948 version of Fiat 666 RN Galawini 10-meter bus RV.

"Do you know who is the lucky one tonight?" There was a hint of nervousness in the young woman's familiar voice.

"No, we don't know, nor do anyone know, Rouie." This is the ticket dealer Iver.

"Roi, this is for your own good." Velma's voice rang out immediately.

"Yes, Roui." Tel Slayer Iffor persuaded: "This reserves decency for all of us. Of course..."

"Including me, right?" At this time, Zouyi was younger and more aggressive.

In the plot of "Three Beauty Skies in Spring", on the surface, Verma and Roui are sisters who depend on each other. They run the game of "gun-shooting balloons" in amusement parks across the country. However, behind their backs, relying on the possessiveness of Roui, they secretly run the business of selling spring lottery. Because they are stubborn flesh and blood trading on the edge of the law. Therefore, they travel between cities in Italy, and RVs have become the best place to stay.

This has been done for 10 years.

And the 1950s Siena, Italy, was the beginning of a terrible spring lottery story that lasted for 10 years.

For ordinary people, the past is gone. Even if they can't get over it, they often advise themselves: "Let the past be gone." But for some special people, the past will not go over it. So if they can't get over it, they will definitely not go over it. And they also have this ability, such as the law of deterrence of cause and effect.

"Zouyi, the old saying goes, 'Caesar crosses the Rubicon River', we have no way out." Ticket dealer Ever let her realize the reality: "Because everyone knows that you are still a virgin, all the numbers are sold in one day. Don't forget that there are also the debts left by the father-in-law, those loans that are borrowed from the mafia..."

"Enough. Just because I grew up with my mother in the war, I avoided the Nazis and couldn't study hard, so I was going to take on all this?" The young Rouyi felt aggrieved.

"Because you have the beauty that makes all men covet, Roui." Sister Verma said in her heart: "I also want to share all this for you, but the men in the city are not interested in me, Roui."

"Stop talking, Velma, you already have a beloved man. You need a decent life more than me." The young Rouyi chose to bear all this by himself: "You go, just like your man said, leave me a little decent. This is the only thing I can beg for."

"Okay, Rooey." Sister Velma ended the conversation.

Galavini's car door opened immediately, and a young lover left with embrace. The backs were like ticket seller Iver and his girlfriend Velma.

Shortly after the two left, the door was tightly closed from the inside of the car.

"Bang bang bang."

"Who is it?"

"Ah, the one who came to redeem the prize."

"……Hold on."

"Crack--" The car door was pushed open halfway.

"Come in."

"OK."

"Are you...a foreigner?"

"Ah, yes. Do you want to see the winning lottery ticket?"

"Of course. Of course..."

“No. 26.”

"It's really number 26. How much did you spend for it?"

“About 1 million lira.”

"My God! Have you bought all the numbers?"

"Yes, many of them were bought from others at a high price."

"Just to win the prize?"

"Yes, just to win a life prize."

"So, sir, can I ask your name?"

"Wu Chen. Wu is my surname. We are used to putting the surname in front of us."

"Okay, Mr. Wu. What kind of work do you do?"

“As you can see, I am a traveler from the ‘broken world’.”

“So you’re a traveler or an adventurer.”

"Yes, that's what I can say."

"Okay, Mr. Big Adventurer. Are you going to draw the prize?"

"Of course, why not?"

"Please close the door first."

"Close it."

"Do you want to win the 'life prize' with your own hands?"

"Okay, of course."

"Honestly, I have no experience in pleasing men."

"Leave it all to me, Rooi."

1960, Italy, Rome.

The Galavini bus RV skillfully traveled through the streets and alleys. There was a police car hiding without any danger. Until the sirens in my ears disappeared completely, the driver then stepped on the brakes steadily. "It's okay, Rouie."

"Well..." A lazy and sexy voice came from the rear of the car.

The Apennine sunlight passed through the breeze-raising car curtains and fell on the messy big bed. The sleepy beauty stretched and sat up: "Dear, what happened?"

"You are being targeted." The driver smiled and raised his head, looking at the beauty who suddenly appeared in the rearview mirror: "And a wanted order was issued to ask you to make up for the 10-year lottery tax within a deadline."

"Dear, you have to spend 1 million lira to buy all the numbers before each lottery draw. So as the only winner, you should pay the money, right?"

"Of course, that's right. I'm happy too." Wu Chen smiled and said, "But, just like the ticket seller Ivo said, it's better not to be too ostentatious. Just treat it as...'The plot needs'."

"Okay, okay. I'll listen to you." The lottery love that lasted for 10 years made the beauty in bed unconditionally choose to believe in her man. The only man.

“What should I do next?”

"Go to a small place and avoid the limelight first."

"Well, then go to Lugo."

"Ah, a small town located in the province of Ravenna in the northern Emilia-Romagna region." Wu Chen smiled and said: "In addition to paying for 10 years of taxes at one time. Zoui, the embarrassment you will face is more than that. My sister Velma is pregnant, and there is also a high rent for the game venue... You don't need to guess that ticket seller Ivo will soon 'return to your old business'."

"So, this is also a 'plot need'?"

"Yes, yes, that's it."

"Dear, will you keep winning the prize?"

"Believe me, Roui. This is the last time. I will definitely bring my Moon God home before everything breaks down."

"OK, dear."

On November 9, 1943, the premiere of the concentration camp in Saxonyhausen.

Amid the thunderous applause and cheers in the movie hall, the head of state and the "first lady" left the venue.

The Nazi leaders of the Third Reich stood up together with their female companions, and while giving gazes, they strictly followed the relationship between superiors and subordinates. They gathered with the guard group at the entrance of the hall to protect the heads of state and their party out of the movie hall.

Under the long stairs, the Mercedes 770K armored Mercedes-Benz on the Head of State train has been waiting for a long time.

The infectiousness of the movie that just ended is still continuing. The airtight security of the concentration camp in Saxonyhausen also made the Nazi senior officials relax their vigilance.

Just as the head of state bent down to board the car, a silent bullet shot out from the hidden height of the movie hall.

Hit the back of the head of state.

"Bang--"

The blood splattered on his face made Joseph Goebel, the propaganda minister of the "No. 2" surrounded by the head of state, suddenly stunned. Before he could turn around, the second silent bullet had already hit his temple.

"Hurry, get in the car!" Although he was lucky enough to be killed by one blow, the violent collision of the bullets still made the propaganda minister of "No. 2" Joseph Goebels looked at the stars.
Chapter completed!