After listening to Tsukamoto Eiji's inquiry, Martin also went directly to the topic: "After your grandfather was killed, we used diplomatic pressure to prevent the Hong Kong Island police from conducting an autopsy, and according to his last wishes, he could not be dissected or cremated in Japan. We did Some tests found something special in his stomach, do you know what it is?"
Tsukamoto Eiji also said directly: "How much do you want?"
"Ten million Hong Kong dollars in cash, but after you receive the hospice fund, I want one-tenth of it. It's not what I want. You know I have a partner."
"Why are you looking for me?"
"Except for Taibai Security, you are the only one with the strongest strength among so many people. I went to Taibai, but they didn't agree, so I came to you. Besides, I'm the manager of this fund." After saying that, he gave Eiji a "You Got it" look.
Eiji stared at him coldly for a while, leaned forward, and said oppressively: "Aren't you afraid of me?"
Martin also shrank back, "I'm afraid, but I'm even more afraid of poverty!"
The two looked at each other for a while with smiles on their faces. Eiji tore up a check and said, "You should do what you should do after receiving the money. I hope this news is worth ten million."
"We found an indestructible military ticket in your grandfather's stomach. The number on it has been blurred. But fortunately, technology is advanced. Give it some time and we can restore it."
"When will the information be sent over?"
"Let this check be cashed first."
At this time, the maid on the side said: "Dinner is ready."
Eiji said unceremoniously: "Take one away, I don't want to eat with him, for fear of affecting my appetite."
Martin also shrugged, "I don't like eating sashimi either. Eating too much of this stuff can easily lead to gastroenteritis, so you should eat less." After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave. A big ghost guy looked like a wall. A wall appeared in front of him.
"You're so lucky."
"Thank you, excuse me, tall guy."
After taking some advantage, Martin bypassed the big man and left the restaurant directly. He had to rush to the next restaurant to sell information.
"Boss, do you really want to give him 10 million?"
"Give it to him! We don't even have any clues now. Not only was the surveillance video destroyed, but the optical fiber was also cut off when grandpa was killed, and the video was not transmitted to the Japanese headquarters. Humph! I really thought my money was so easy to get. ? Sean, when will the rest of the people arrive? We are seriously short of manpower now."
Well, Tsukamoto's security department was all killed this time, unlike in the original plot where Seraph only killed a few people and knocked most of them unconscious, leaving Eiji with a shortage of manpower.
And no video was left. Now everyone is confused and can only count on Martin to come and sell the news.
"One hundred people arrived in three days."
"Martin will let me know if you have any news."
"Okay, boss."
. . .
The operation of the Revenge Fund has not only brought some pressure to the Hong Kong Island police, but has also caused turmoil in various associations. Everyone has restricted their subordinates to behave and not cause trouble when going out. This has actually made the security of Hong Kong Island these days. It's much better, which is something no one expected.
This time, we are not just a few cross-river dragons coming to Hong Kong Island. If we just go out and walk for a few miles, we may pass by a few professional killers. If we cause trouble, we may be unlucky enough to bump into them. What a ruthless person.
Not only the major associations are restraining themselves, but all the killer managers are also restraining themselves. They don’t want to attract the attention of the police if something happens on Hong Kong Island. If it is a normal order, they can just kill the pursuers and run away, but now everything is running away. Once you are targeted by the police, it will cause great inconvenience to subsequent actions.
Now no one has even identified the murderer, and no one wants to be out now.
So Hong Kong Island passed under this strange calm in the past few days, and no one knew when this calm would be broken.
But Thor was finally unhappy for once.
"Sirs, do you want to do this to me? Even watch me squat when I go to the toilet?"
Thor looked at Zhuang Ziwei and his three men in front of him with a bitter look on his face.
Zhuang Ziwei shrugged helplessly: "I can't help it, your name is very familiar to me, and I'm afraid that one day you won't be able to come to the headquarters with more than a hundred pineapples, and I will just stare at you like this."
Thor's face became even more bitter after hearing this.
Go to the street!
Didn’t I just lose more than a hundred pineapples on a whim in a tavern in the Kingdom of Titanium?
When did the police officers in Hong Kong become so cowardly?
No matter where I go, these four people follow me closely. Even when I sleep, they make a bed in front of my bed, just to ensure that I can't leave their sight!
And there are more than twenty CIDs around. Even if he wants to break out of the encirclement, he doesn't even have a chance to get a gun!
Do you want to be so dedicated?
I'm just a third-rate killer!
He really wanted to punch Zhuang Ziwei in front of him, but he was afraid that he would be taken back to the police station immediately after doing so. He did not dare to overestimate the moral integrity of the police officers in front of him.
If this goes in, it will definitely take more than forty-eight hours.
Thinking of this, he could only suppress the mania in his heart, lie on the bed and cover his head with the quilt, out of sight and out of mind.
. . .
In an arcade, Luo Jinghua and a long-haired man were sitting in front of a game console.
"Have you found the target?"
"It's all here."
"OK."
In less than three sentences, he picked up a portfolio and stood up to leave. Luo Jinghua was already used to the other party's reticence.
o returned to his residence, opened the file bag and read through it carefully, frowning as he looked at it.
. . .
Not only O, but also the other agents who bought Martin's information frowned, and Mrs. M just frowned.
In a villa.
"Eva, we will return to the United States tomorrow and abandon this mission." Mrs. M said to a tall, curvy short-haired Eastern European beauty in front of her.
"Ma'am, what's wrong?"
"Southeast Asia is not our territory, and US$100 million is not worth it for us to conflict with other forces."
There was confusion on Eva's face, "Madam, are you talking about Anita and Carlos? It's nothing to us, not enough to give up, right?"
And she was also wondering, why didn't the truly powerful forces from Europe and the United States come this time?
This time, apart from them, there are only the powerful local factions in Southeast Asia. Anita and Carlos may seem famous, but in fact they are just that. Most of the powerful factions in Southeast Asia are lone gangs, and there is really going to be a conflict. They are not afraid either, so what is Madam worried about?
Is it because it's too white?
After thinking for a while, I still couldn't come up with a clue, and then I thought of the information Martin gave me.
The information provided by Martin was not complicated. After the military notes were restored, it showed that they were held by an old man who passed away three months ago. The old man brought people to Tsukamoto when he first came to Hong Kong to invest. There was a protest at the entrance of this building.
According to the information provided by the Revenge Fund, the military tickets were bought by a stranger for 200,000 yuan six months ago, and the clues were cut off at this point.
"If you just look at the information, it doesn't matter if this is the case. At most, the mastermind is dead and the amount is accumulated to the murderer. But don't you think there is something fishy in this?"
"What do you mean, ma'am?"
"From the information, the murderer simply fulfilled an old man's wish, but why didn't he do it while the old man was alive? And he did it only two months after the old man died. Judging from the situation at the scene, the murderer's professionalism And energy, even if you start preparations from scratch, it won’t take half a year, right?”
"Then the murderer is not the person who bought the military tickets at all?" Eva immediately reacted after hearing this. Who said that the person who bought the military tickets must be the murderer?
"This possibility exists, but I think it is more likely that the information provided by Martin is false."
"Fake?!"
"It might be true. It might just be something thrown by the murderer to divert attention, just like the Seraph card."
"Then there's no need to give up, right?"
She still hasn't figured out why Madam gave up this mission. She just needs to continue investigating after the clues are lost. Even if the news is false, the worst is to kidnap Martin and ask for real information.
"Although there is no evidence, I feel that someone is setting up a trap. The other party doesn't care who the murderer is. They only want the 100 million US dollars. They just want to bribe the revenge fund managers and finally give a reasonable explanation that everyone can accept. That’s it.”
"Someone wants to cheat?!"
"Yes, the Revenge Fund does not need evidence to close the case like the police investigation does to identify the murderer, so it is very maneuverable. I think the New World Group is behind the operation."
"Then we just tolerate it?"
After listening to Mrs. M's words, Eva was confused for a while. Who do the Revenge Fund and New World think they are? Are they just treating them like monkeys?
They are not soft persimmons!
Mrs. M shook her head, as if she was already used to this situation.
"It's not like you haven't seen this kind of thing before. We've done it ourselves several times, and Southeast Asia is the New World's sphere of influence, so they are qualified to do this."
"Isn't it because New World is not afraid of causing public outrage by doing this?" The Eastern European beauty asked another question.
Even if the final explanation is reasonable, none of them are good gentlemen who come to sign up. Although most of them are just soldiers and generals, only a few have some strength, but together they are a considerable force.
"Didn't I say it? There is no evidence, this is just my intuition, and do you think other bumpkin's have seen this kind of thing besides us? This party seems to have gathered many powerful killers in the world, but really But not many of the deep-water predators came.”
"Is that also the reason?"
"Yes, they themselves know that it is too easy for this kind of fund to operate behind the scenes, and Hong Kong Island and even Southeast Asia are the territory of the New World. Who would do useless work knowing that it is nothing but a bamboo basket? "
In fact, Mrs. M came to Hong Kong Island to build their reputation. Although 100 million U.S. dollars is tempting, she doesn't attach much importance to it. Will someone who can rent a small island to build a private military base be short of money?
Contracting a mountain to build a military base costs tens of millions, let alone converting an entire island into a base.
But she didn't expect that she would feel familiar routines as soon as she came to Hong Kong Island. She thought that a Chinese territory like Hong Kong Island would have some rules, but she didn't expect that everyone could play in the same way.
She had no choice but to admit that she was unlucky. The other party was very strong, and she had to follow other people's rules on other people's territory. At least this time she noticed the rapidly rising upstart in the New World. She would know who to look for when she came to Southeast Asia in the future. , it’s not like there’s nothing gained.
This time, except for her, other brokers probably thought that the managers of the Revenge Fund were really fair and impartial.
Thinking of this, she sighed again: They are all beaten less by society.
