In the late 1980s and early 1990s, the boss of this jackal mercenary group was not Anthony Burt, but someone else.
But for mercenaries, especially mercenary groups that are active in war zones and work hard for money, it is not unusual for the boss to change frequently. It is even common for one boss to be one boss today and another boss tomorrow. matter.
If this Anthony Burt is serious, he should be said to be the fifty-third boss of the Jackal Mercenary Group.
Anthony Bert became the boss in 1999. After becoming the boss, the first thing he did was to change jobs with his few remaining brothers.
Instead of changing careers in a good direction, mercenaries, especially the Hug Group named Jackals, have no routine of changing their minds and starting a new life.
Anthony Burt just discovered an industry that makes money faster and has a smaller chance of losing lives than being a mercenary.
smuggling!
Human smuggling!
This also explains why Camille saw Anthony when she was in Kenya, and even explains why Camille was clearly targeting Anthony but a vampire finally appeared.
As mentioned before, the reason why Baker is unwilling to deal with the vampires in New York is because the things the vampires do in New York are in line with his three views.
Can people of X color be considered human?
so……
It's obvious.
Anthony doesn't know how he hooked up with vampires and became a supplier of fresh blood to vampires in New York.
Antone purchases it from the African continent and then transports it through channels to the vampires in New York.
Frankly speaking...
If he hadn't known in advance that Anthony Burt was the enemy of his secretary Sophia Camille, just based on this information, Baker would be happy to make friends with this Anthony Burt, and would encourage him to keep up his efforts and strive for The entire African continent was emptied earlier.
pity……
You are a beautiful woman, but you are a thief!
Huh?
Baker blinked, feeling that his exclamation just now was a bit strange.
at this time.
There was a loud noise at the door.
"Hey, this is a case from our homicide department. What are you doing here?"
"Who's in there?"
"..."
Baker came back to his senses and turned to look at the interrogation room that had been pushed away. A white man and a Mexican man walked in one after another.
Considered an acquaintance.
Baker greeted: "Kevin, Esposito, how about lunch."
The blond police officer named Kevin looked at Baker sitting on the chair and frowned: "Beck?"
Beck smiled.
He actually didn't know these two people before, but when Richard held a dinner party some time ago, Baker also went there, so he got to know them.
Speaking of which, if Baker is the largest financial backer of the New York Police Department, then Richard Castle downstairs, who chose to become a vigilante in pursuit of inspiration, can also be regarded as one of the financial backers of the New York Police Department.
Beck said, "So, this case belongs to Detective Beckett?"
Esposito looked at his partner Kevin, and then said: "Beck, we were going to contact you this morning, but your phone was turned off."
"It was on the plane," Baker said.
While talking.
Kate Beckett, the head of the New York Police Department's homicide unit and called his muse by Richard Castle, walked in from behind wearing a leather coat and was about to greet Kevin and Esposito who were going out to do errands. At that moment, his eyes fell on Baker.
"Beck?"
"Good afternoon, Kate!"
Baker stood up and hugged Kate, then let go with a smile on his face: "So, when are you going to tell me that one of my people has been captured by you?"
"your people?"
Kate raised her eyebrows, looked at Sophia Camille, and then said, "Do you know her?"
Baker said: "Isn't this case beyond your control?"
Kate nodded first, and then said: "This case is not complicated. We have a complete chain of evidence, so I asked Kevin and Esposito to record the confession and send it to the local prosecutor."
Beck looked up at Kevin and Esposito, lifelong friends.
The two of them still have the same expression. We originally planned to call you.
Beck's mind moved, and he seemed to have figured out what was going on.
He had not told Officer George Stacy about his acquaintance with Kate Beckett's group. Kate and others were not loudmouths, and the homicide team and the homicide team were in a state of competition.
What a coincidence.
Kevin and Esposito also wanted to call him, but at that time, the plane had not landed yet, so after failing to get through, Kevin chose to call him later. It happened that at that time, George Stacey The police officer came over.
A wonderful misunderstanding.
Baker originally thought that someone in the NYPD would really choose to give up his annual donation of nearly 10 million to the NYPD for the sake of justice.
To put it bluntly, if Baker had been more high-profile, it could be said that the New York Police Department now has 36,772 regular police officers, and at least a quarter of them are from him. Keep it.
Just when everyone was looking at each other.
Barbara came over from a short distance away and said, "The communication has been completed and the case has been handed over to us."
"us?"
"Kate?"
Barbara also knew Kate. After all, Barbara also went to the party. After the two hugged, Kate shook her head: "Sorry, what did you just say, the case was transferred?"
Barbara smiled, and then said businesslikely: "Yes, the FBI has communicated with the New York Police Department."
Kate wanted to laugh, but she still held back and said, "I'm sorry, what's the reason?"
Barbara said: "Based on the photos at the scene, we found a letter with a federal seal next to Sophia Camille. It just so happened that the New York Post Office had just reported a case of missing letters. We suspected Camille Ms. Er is related to this case, so, sorry, the case belongs to us."
As soon as these words came out.
Except for Kate, the remaining police officers were unabashedly relieved.
The sponsor kept it.
No more playing clown on stage to please the pocket money of those rich people.
Kate was silent for a moment. In fact, she was not that obsessed with this case. However, Kate frowned: "When the arrest was made, the media happened to be there."
And that’s not how the case works.
Sofia Camille killed someone, that's a fact.
Kate's instinct told her to kill for life. However, Kate also knew that once she pursued the case, many people would have objections to her, and maybe even the director would have objections to her.
Over the years, with Baker's annual donations, to put it bluntly, even if Baker kills someone, as long as it is not in full view of the public or the killing is random, the New York Police Department will find a way to find an excuse for Baker.
"media?"
When Barbara heard this, she looked directly at Baker.
Baker over there is on the phone.
Is there any media on site?
hehe.
S.H.I.E.L.D. has a famous saying, it is called S.H.I.E.L.D., S.H.I.E.L.D. helps ordinary people filter and sift information they cannot know, as well as information they can know.
With Baker's current net worth, it is possible to do this.
Press freedom?
Stop making trouble. As we all know, the West implements happiness education. What is happiness? I will keep you in captivity, and you will grow up happily, and then let me cut off one crop after another.
After a few phone calls.
Baker found the phone numbers of some of the heavyweight media players on Wall Street, and then made a call to Gwen, who was repairing the computer, and asked her to get up and work.
Done.
Beck smiled slightly at Kate Beckett: "Done!"
No matter what kind of scenes those reporters captured, or what kind of wonderful reports they wrote, the heavyweight newspapers have already received the news and will not publish it. The smaller ones are planning to attract people's attention and use their small to make a big statement?
If he dares to board, he will disappear for no reason tomorrow!
As for the Internet?
Gwen has promised that as long as any information about Sophia Camille is posted on the Internet, that information will disappear without a trace within a second, as if it never existed.
Kate frowned.
The next second.
Kate looked at her two younger brothers, Kevin and Esposito, and said hand over, then turned and walked outside.
She was afraid that her sense of justice would explode if she stayed here, and then...
unstoppable!
So out of sight, out of mind may be the best principle. She and Beck had no grudges before. In fact, when Kate first learned about Beck's current net worth, she was surprised at how approachable Beck was.
Baker also said thank you to Officer George Stacey who came from behind.
Half an hour later.
At the back door of the New York Police Department, a black Chevrolet sports car left quietly.
inside the car.
Baker sat in the back seat. After thinking for a while, he said to his secretary Camille: "I seem to have forgotten to give you a year-end bonus this year. I'll give it to you this time."
If it were Anthony Burt alone, Baker would not have intervened in this matter, but Anthony Burt had a vampire behind him to support him.
Then here comes the problem.
You have vampires backing you, but doesn’t Sofia Camille have anyone behind her?
How?
Isn't it just a competition to see whose backstage is stronger? Just compete to see whose thighs are thicker.
Camille was slightly startled and looked at Baker: "Boss..."
Baker waved his hand: "Only I can bully my people. Others, even God...even if Odin comes, can't do it!"
Made.
How many titles does I have?
When Baker thought that he suddenly and inexplicably turned into the Father of Heaven, the so-called God, he felt weak in his muscles.
Again.
The vampire did not kill Camille, but the layout put Camille in trouble, which already means that the vampire already knew who was behind Camille.
but……
The vampire did not honestly hand over the person Camille wanted, which shows something. The vampire seems to be saying, we know who the person behind you is. Although we don’t want to deal with the person behind you, we He's not afraid of you either. This time, he just wants to teach you a lesson for his sake.
This is bad!
Very bad.
If this is the case, then it can only explain one problem.
Baker's deterrence in the dark world for which he was famous seemed to have declined. If Baker did not handle this matter well and let the matter spread, it would have a very bad start.
Some things are only the difference between zero and one time.
so……
For the sake of his secretary and his reputation in the dark world, Baker must come out to help his secretary Camille talk about the matter.
but.
Baker touched his chin. There were a lot of vampires in New York. When Baker first came into contact with them, there were as many as twelve vampire families in New York alone.
Which family is the one who attacked Camille?
Baker doesn't think much about annihilating the vampires in New York. Again, Baker appreciates that the vampires have chosen the right food. If the vampire clan is wiped out, wouldn't it be a long time before the skin color will be completely overrun like locusts? Yet?
Whoever attacks Camille will have his family destroyed.
others?
Baker planned to give them a chance. If locusts flooded by then, Baker would be afraid that he would regret it.
but……
Baker glanced at Camille. It was obvious that he couldn't get any information out of Camille. In the eyes of Camille and even others, vampires are probably vampires, and there is no family distinction.
Who to look for?
Baker thought in his mind that it would definitely not work to go to the Supreme Mage for such a trivial matter. After all, the Supreme Mage was not Baker's Doremon, so he needed to find someone else.
Who in the dark world is more familiar with vampires?
Baker thought for a moment, and then his eyes lit up.
Dickon Faith!
The most powerful of the twelve vampire families, Baker remembered that when he ran to the vampires, Dickon Faith was busy thinking of ways to unify the vampires, overthrow the parliamentary system of the vampire council of elders, and choose dictatorship.
Baker looked up and said, "Turn around and go to Brocken Avenue!"
Barbara in the passenger seat nodded and said to the driver agent: "Do as you do!"
The driver made an instant U-turn, then turned on law enforcement mode, speeding directly against the flow of traffic towards Brocken Avenue, about ten blocks away.
Half an hour later.
Baker stood on the side of the street, touching his chin, looking at the...strip club in front of him with some distress?
Barbara next to her also had a black line: "I didn't know you had this kind of hobby."
Baker turned his head and glanced at Barbara next to him: "This turned out to be a bar."
Barbara stared at Baker with an expression that said I wouldn't believe you unless my last name was yours.
At this time.
The nonexistent agent driver spoke for Baker: "Sir, this was indeed a bar."
Baker looked at Barbara: "Look, what I said is right."
Said.
Baker took another look at the agent. "Young man, you are promising and smart. Tomorrow you will no longer be a level two agent. At least you will be a level four agent who can go out into the field."
I said!
"only……"
The agent driver, who looked to be no more than twenty-five years old, touched the back of his head, and then said with some uncertainty: "This happened at least in 2004, probably after Christmas in 2005, it seems. Because the owner of the bar disappeared, and then the place was auctioned by the municipality and turned into the club it is today.”
"05 years?"
"disappeared?"
"..."
