"According to intelligence, the name of the killer organization that killed Han Manchu was Doomsday, which originated from a Nazi organization in southern Italy. More than ten years ago, some people who advocated using force to solve problems broke away from the organization and established Doomsday."
"Influenced by the Irish Republican Army, Doomsday gradually degenerated into a killer organization and has committed many cases in the past ten years. It can be said that many unsolved murder cases in Italy are more or less Related to this organization."
"The Italian government raided them five years ago and arrested many people, but failed to catch the leader. On the contrary, the whereabouts of these people became more secretive."
"Okay, everyone has read these materials. Now listen to me about the plan to assassinate Bain. According to the boss's priority, Bain must be killed. Only by killing him first can we be free to deal with it. The counterattack of the Cleveland consortium will give them time to dig out the poisonous snakes of Doomsday."
Yuan Wenjie walked through a narrow alley and entered a bar. It's afternoon now, and the bar is still closed, so there are only a few men sitting around drinking and bragging, while the waiter at the bar is busy wiping glasses.
These people just glanced at Yuan Wenjie when he came in without any indication. They would brag when they should brag and work when they should work.
Yuan Wenjie walked to the back of the bar and opened a door, which revealed a long downward passage.
Continue walking along the passage and encounter an iron door at the end. Without any hesitation, he rang the bell. A pair of eyes appeared in the observation hole on the door, and then the iron door clicked.
He opened the iron door, said hello to the owner of those eyes, whistled, walked up the stairs, and entered an empty room.
A door opened silently in the room. Before entering, Yuan Wenjie extended his hand to greet the probe next to him and stepped in.
Inside is a long corridor in which several soldiers with guns are wandering.
There was another door at the end of the corridor. When he pushed the door open, he was filled with smoke and almost fainted.
"Boss, I'm back." Yuan Wenjie greeted Musk.
"You're here just in time. Let's report your results last night to the boss." Musk likes Yuan Wenjie very much. He is a top talent. He can enter and exit forbidden areas with ease. For those who engage in intelligence, This is a treasure.
Li Anran put out the cigarette in his hand and waved to Yuan Wenjie, "Come here."
The two of them were old acquaintances. Strictly speaking, Yuan Wenjie was the one who was rescued by Li Anran. Yes, otherwise he would still be in jail eating prison food.
Yuan Wenjie was not pretentious. After sitting down next to Li Anran, he said excitedly: "I sneaked into Bain's residence last night and installed a device on his desk. OnlyIf he returns to his residence, we can carry out the assassination plan. "
Everyone in the room suddenly became happy. When Musk told him his plan, no one believed that it could succeed.
First, he entered and exited unnoticed. The house is very dangerous. The two bodyguards around Bain are not ordinary people. They will definitely mark the house and they will find it if there is any abnormality. The difficulty is that no one knows what they will do. What a mark.
Li Anran patted him on the shoulder, very satisfied. "Brother Yuan, thank you, otherwise we wouldn't know what to do in the first level. "
He has solved cases, but he may not be able to figure out a good way to kill people. But who has Musk gathered? They are all criminals, and everyone has their own unique skills. < /p>
When Miao Kun revealed the method of killing, Musk was shocked and realized that there was such a killing technique in the world.
Then everyone worked together to find a way. , an almost perfect murder plan was formed.
Li Anran looked at the plan and made reverse reasoning. As long as the follow-up traces are cleared up, the case will be unsolvable. It just so happens that they have top traces. An expert can find traces and of course remove them.
"Now we just wait for Bain to come back. I'll go to bed first and let me know before I act. "Li Anran stretched and yawned. Being jet-lagged is hard work. He didn't get much sleep on the plane. Now he's very sleepy in broad daylight.
"Okay, boss. "Everyone in the room answered in confusion.
Yuan Wenjie took the cigarettes that Li Anran deliberately left, picked out one, and immediately burst into laughter. Half of the filtered cigarettes, only seeing Long on TV The leader of the National University was smoked.
Bain was in a bad mood, and Qiaocelyn had been unable to contact Polaris, as if these people had disappeared from the world.
The old man’s whereabouts during this period. It's strange, I haven't seen him for more than ten days. Few people know why, but Bain knows it clearly.
The old man is undergoing a blood transfusion in the hospital. This kind of surgery can only prolong the old man's survival. But it couldn't save his life.
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It was not just Bain who noticed the abnormality, but George's boss also took action. Lending to the four major steel plants has been stopped, and fines will be issued if the due payment is delayed for even one day.
He does not believe that the California consortium will fall out with the Cleveland consortium because of Li Anran, but they have heard of it. The smelly wolf is ready to bite. As long as the old man dies, how can his two arrogant but ignorant sons who only know how to take drugs and play with women maintain such a huge industry?
Expect other people in the consortium to help? Stop making trouble. When the old man is here, everyone is watching each other. When the old man dies, these are the first ones to pounce on him.The so-called own people.
After decades of ups and downs, Bain has seen through the badness of human nature. Kindness? Then just wait to become food in other people's mouths.
Either serve it as a meal or serve as a dish on the table. Bain wanted to go to the table to eat, so...
The corners of Bain's mouth twitched a few times, and he rolled his wheelchair to the phone. It's too late to get rid of Li Anran and take back the Huagu Copper Mine, so let's start a war.
"I am Bain, please look for Mr. Morgan."
In a house diagonally opposite, the house was dark inside, as if the owner was not at home.
Li Anran was sitting on the sofa in the living room, smoking silently. The cigarette butt flickered, and the expression on his face was dim. No one knew what he was thinking at the moment.
Yuan Wenjie and another companion leaned against the gap in the curtains and stared closely at Bain's living room. The lights were bright, but because the curtains were drawn, they could not see clearly what was going on in the room.
Sitting across from Li Anran was a young man in his early thirties. His name was Bindu Nash. He was originally a famous FBI eavesdropping master. For a special reason, his boss wanted to take him out for the crime. I quit my job.
What can a person who engages in eavesdropping do in society? Outside of what he's good at he's trash. When he received Musk's invitation, he took off his McDonald's uniform and came without thinking at all.
In the loudspeaker, Bain's humble and even flattering voice continued, "Mr. Morgan, I think you should know very well how profitable Republic Steel is. After success, I only need 10% of the shares. , with my nearly 40 years of experience and connections in the company, I will definitely enable the company to survive the turbulent period."
"Mr. Morgan, you also know that I am already sixty this year. It’s time to retire next year, and then I will sell my shares and disappear completely.”
There was no sound on the other end of the phone, obviously thinking. Bain was not in a hurry and just listened quietly. The only sound coming from the speaker was the breathing of two people.
Musk was lying on the sofa, eyes closed, motionless, seeming to have fallen into a sweet dream.
Only Matic and Nash wore headphones, stood up straight, and listened attentively to any movement coming from the headphones.
Time is ticking by, and the living room is so quiet that you can hear a pin drop, as if the dozen men in the room are ghosts.
Qiaoceline stood in the corner, quietly looking at the motionless Bain, as if he had turned into a statue. Her face remained calm, but her thoughts were hard to calm down.
If Morgan on the opposite side agrees to Bain's request, it means that in the future they will own a company with an annual output of several billion dollars, and they will all become rich people.
Finally, the person on the other side of the microphone spoke, "Bain, what are you going to do?"
Bain smiled sinisterly, "Mr. Morgan, the two Mr. Hannahs will soon have negative news about having AIDS and taking drugs."
Morgan snorted. "Is there any evidence?"
"Dear Mr. Morgan, if I say there is, then there must be."
Morgan was silent again, and then spoke after more than ten seconds. : "Let's wait three months after Mr. Hanna leaves before taking action. After all, he and I have been old friends for decades."
"No problem, I don't think Mr. Hanna cares about his hard work either. It was ruined by his two unfilial sons."
After hanging up the phone, Bain sat in silence for a while, then turned around in his wheelchair, "Jocelyn, let Mr. Hanna go. Ending the physical torture as soon as possible is the last thing I do for him."
"Okay, I'll go now." Qiaoceline turned around and went out without any hesitation.
Yuan Wenjie turned his head to look at Li Anran in excitement. He couldn't wait to get started.