Hidden Assassin

“Got one step ahead of me...”

Until dawn, it was still in that formulaic room, and a few people looked at the images shown on television, the middle-aged Americans who had become Mr. Castro, and also the two envoys sent by the headquarters of Peroga. What was playing on television was the shootings that had taken place a few hours earlier, still in the midst of car accidents, explosions, blood, snowflakes, that crazy and crystal clear few minutes.

“This woman… is the rumored tulip? ”

Mr. Castro turned around, naturally questioning the two Japanese who had come this time, but hesitated to speak until they reacted slightly.

“Uh... Mr. Yuan Rai has fought with her twice, but has not had any positive contact, and the others, uh...” He was somewhat embarrassed, “Anyone who has seen Miss Tulip is dead. ”

“They are all dead…” Castro repeated the sentence, in fact, as a senior member of Peloga's headquarters, he naturally knew these things from the beginning. The events that occurred in Asia related to tulips almost shook the dark side of the world, but without experience, it felt natural to fade away. Just looking at the blurry surveillance scene at this time, he repeated the sentence, since he did not have any taste in his mind, he frowned: “If it was really her, he would have come so quickly, indicating that the news was already out of Asia. ”

Two Japanese looked at it and said with some shame: "We will verify these…”

“Well, now is not the time to talk about it, but now that we're in New York, why are they being discovered is where we're responsible.” Castro smiled and didn't want to embarrass the two of them. “According to the rest of the report and some other surveillance footage, our four people didn't show too many problems. They only used to do their first stepping points today, and didn't even touch that lab half a point, so... it's hard to figure out how Miss Tulip Xiang identified them...”

“no abnormalities whatsoever? ”

“No abnormalities, they behaved more normally this time than normal people...” Castro took the remote, “you see, these assembled images... the car went straight, waited for the red light, then turned, went to the store to buy a snack night, and then... she came out and we could see a million of these normal things every day, because they looked at the building as they turned, and Tulip started killing people? ”

In the confusion that everyone shared, he turned back and said, "It's not normal. ”

Of course, this is not normal. Everyone is a great person in this industry. When the killer is difficult and the killer is more difficult to prevent, it is necessary to determine which of the millions of people will be hostile to you. It is also necessary for people to know, but this time the fact is too strange, the other party's reaction is too sharp. If you rule out the possibility of a super imbecile, then...

“After the Star Dream incident, some people once thought she was a traitor to Peroga. Some people also thought that she did the 7 billion events that were turned upside down. Of course, the first inference had to be established before the latter could be established, but the results of the investigation denied these assumptions, there was no possibility...”

“It needs to be investigated again.” After a moment of silence, Castro looked at the television screen again, thinking repeatedly about the possible flaws of the four people killed, and concluded that it was still not, "If these inferences are valid, then it means… she knows Peyroga, not only about the Japanese headquarters, but she knows the details of at least one of them beforehand, of course, this possibility is terrible and incredible...”

Naturally, this is true, and the departments of Peroga have been at a divisive stage in recent decades, and even the Japanese headquarters and the United States division, where relations have been good, are not very clear to each other. Although Peyroga's wealth is rugged, something like Swiss bank accounts, I'm afraid only someone of the ranks of Mistress in Japan and Castro in the United States would know that if this level of people betrayed each other, it would be impossible to find a single trace of the spider.

If it really involves the upper echelons inside Peroga, the impact of this kind of thing is too horrible, people in the room are afraid to talk randomly for a while, then Castro shrugged his head for a while and shook with a smile: “Never mind, these things, I will contact Mr. Yushou. As for now, it seems impossible that we want to do this, so that Miss Zhang can go back with Mr. Watanabe today. ”

“So…”

“This is our worst provocation and contempt.” Castro nodded, “Don't worry, now that we have made a commitment, we will surely send Miss Zhang to your hands. Next, we will use the highest level of strength... Let these Chinese know that this is New York, not Jianghai, China...”

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Early in the morning, the snow was still raging, but on a much smaller scale than last night, walking out the door, and New York was covered in a thin layer of snow. In any case, snow in New York has some secular flavors. It's not as pure as normal. It always has a gray meaning. This is probably because it hasn't been long enough. The Salier Mafia estate is full of tracks and footprints. The snowsweeping vehicles are slowly moving. The main internal and external corridors are cleaned up. The little girl is very disappointed because the snow accumulation has not reached the level where snow wars and snowmen can be fought.

“Down, down, in a few days it will be beautiful.” Reach out to your mouth, take a breath of cold air, Heidi turns around, "Jiaming, will you stay until then? ”

“I think so. ”

“Great. ”

By then, the sky was completely bright, the two of them had finished their morning workouts in the vicinity, had had breakfast, Heidi led him to walk around the estate, Marilyn dressed at home, she was not going to work today, ready to hang out with Jiaming and Heidi.

The men and women dressed up in distant, close rooms, in the gardens - a family of hundreds of people - families, as well as invited fox puppy friends, the lower level of the vigilante mafia is probably around 100 people, mostly trustworthy people, to enter the estate, near Christmas, for whom the most indispensable is activities like overnight carnival. By early morning, they had come out of various places, they had not been invited from somewhere to see a serious man or a woman with fat buttocks, uncluttered clothes and still a hangover, with different hair colors, black and white, and people who knew each other greeted each other loudly and made some vague or explicit jokes.

The mafia is based on the family. In fact, the management is not loose. Those who can be invited here are more or less related to the various businesses of the mafia. These include garbage recycling, prostitution, drug smuggling, casinos, and even many policemen and dignitaries who have ties to the mafia. Of course, it is impossible for real figures to attend such a casual party. Mixed here on weekdays, they are mostly small, smooth and sociable figures, or bedmates of some middle and senior members.

Although Marilyn said there is nothing to worry about here, in fact, there are some places throughout the estate that can't go anywhere. Receiving these boring guests mostly comes and goes from the nearby side of the door, in the villas of everyone nearby, the front door, the main house, these are the places where high-ranking people come and go, the bosses gather, like a factory office building, and there are many restrictions on nothing important. People like Marilyn and Joseph are naturally not in the restricted ranks, but for Marilyn, she is also lazy to approach buildings with countless dark things.

I am afraid it is necessary to say here that the Saliers are currently the main members of the family, Victor, the current Godfather. Saliere is now sixty-three years old, has three sons and one daughter, Marilyn ranks third, has a brother below, but unfortunately, none of his four children seems to have much talent in running the Mafia, three sons have been stubborn and arrogant, never learn to converge, every time they make the entire estate look like a carnival party is often their masterpiece, daughter Marilyn has been a good boy, yet too good a coincidence, since the birth of the child for the Chinese man in college, his whole life was basically destroyed, then there were 95 years of things, although gradually coming out of closeness, showed some good social talent, but never thought about the darker part of the family.

Now the Saliers, the new generation of Joseph, who pushed Victor to support him, the man who came out of the black market boxing ring for most of the time is actually managing much of the Saliers between black and white. Old Victor always wanted his daughter to marry him, and then he could safely hand over the entire family estate, but after Don Jingyao's death, Marilyn did not seem to accept the mood of other men, especially after the last trip to the river and sea, all signs showed that Marilyn seemed to have another partner, and now it seems that, apart from being strong, a marriage that seemed impossible to make sense for everyone.

Of course, Joseph could not be alone at this time, as a requirement for balance, when the Saliers also had another possible successor, Charles, nicknamed "Prince”, as one of Marilyn's cousins. Richardson also has a sizeable supporter in the family, and compared to Joseph, who has no background, he has more high-ranking connections, and three brothers like Marilyn are basically on his side.

With the exception of some news about the Mafia family like Gambino, the rest is basically an investigation conducted after meeting Marilyn. Of course, the situation between the two families is starting to get nervous again. As Saliers of the weak, family fighting and other things are not obvious.

Along the way, as Heidi circled around the estate, there were occasional people who greeted Heidi and curiously asked about the identity of the family. Whenever someone jokingly asked if it was her new boyfriend, Heidi nodded her head. The family made a clear point, and naturally it was not embarrassing for this kind of thing. Others saw Heidi in a less friendly way, thinking that because Marilyn behaved too differently in the family or because of Joseph, he memorized it in his heart, and occasionally accidentally set Heidi up a few words to understand the situation inside Salier.

The scheduled departure time with Marilyn was 8: 30 a.m., followed Heidi to the beach all the way, listened to her chirp, and when she came back, Jia Ming saw the extended limousine enter the front entrance of the estate, Victor and several elderly people came out to greet a mundane middle-aged man into the main house, Jia Ming still guessed the identity of the middle-aged man, and suddenly someone blocked the front: “Gu Jiaming? Mr. Joseph would like to invite you over. ”

“We don't have time, you go away!” Even though she is a child, Heidi's wisdom also probably understands that Joseph is somewhat wrong with Jiaming, that she is someone who knows what's going on, that Joseph likes her mother, and that her mother has slept with Jiaming - although it is not certain yet. There is always an irreconcilable contradiction between Uncle Joseph and Uncle Joseph, even if they are unaware of the situation. Mother's “affair” with Jiaming is a family affair in Little Heidi's view and can be solved internally. If Uncle Joseph wants to be difficult to understand, then he must go out in unison anyway.

He saw the man in front of him revealing a difficult look, but he didn't intend to move away. He smiled. “I'll go.” Looking in that direction, just under the roof of a villa not far away, Joseph was sitting at a round table drinking afternoon tea and nodded in good faith, which, according to Marilyn's point yesterday, was Joseph's residence in the estate.

It was a very strangely designed little villa with large roofs, the vines on it had died out, the terrace of the wooden floor under the roof, but the columns were ju red. When I saw it yesterday, Jiaming thought it was a little funny. At that time, Marilyn probably introduced a few words, and he knew that Joseph didn't live here often, but in pursuit of Marilyn, he deliberately made some changes to the villa. The modification was in favour of Chinese style, and the helpless modifier was not very concerned about China, so he turned into a bit of an uncanny look, but no wonder he did his best to the Saliers family, and certainly couldn't spend too much time on fetching chicks.

After all, he really likes Marilyn. If Marilyn likes him, the combination of the two will make sense. But the most important thing is Marilyn's thoughts. Since she chose this kind of life, Jia Ming enjoys having a mature, sexy and thoughtful bed companion.

Jia Ming doesn't mind, but Heidi is a little angry at the moment. Walking up to the wooden floor on that porch, the entire exterior walls of the house were framed with photographs, large and small, familiar with a few, mostly photographs or portraits of famous tasks in the history of various Mafia families, Vito Casio Ferro, known as the symbol of the modern mafia, Al Capone, the most powerful Mafia boss of the 1920s and 1930s, and Charlie Luciano, known as the father of the MBA crime, the largest of which was also called Joseph. Joseph Bonano, the first Mafia members to be exiled from Italy to the United States during World War II, later ruled the entire Mafia branch of the United States, and I remember he had a very nice nickname, Joe Banana.

“Have a seat, would you like some coffee?” He raised his hand with a smile and Joseph stood up, but Jiaming could see the blood in his eyes. He wanted to come here because of something, I'm afraid he hasn't slept all night. Of course, at this person's temper, it shouldn't be for the sake of Marilyn's sons and daughters...

“We met in China, huh... don't be angry, Heidi, it won't take long, it's just a few small things...” Joseph said with a smile, noting Heidi's emotions.

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It hasn't been raining in a long time, and the news says we're going to start limiting electricity, and then we're going to make sure there's electricity in the factory before we get to the residents. These days are basically powerless and occasionally they stop at night, stopping until I crash... it looks like I'm really going to buy a handheld... (to be continued, please log on to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)