Adrian sensed something was wrong.
He contacted several of his subordinates, but couldn't get through to him! After deciding to temporarily close the factory, he asked his subordinates to meet with him as little as possible, even if they went abroad. As long as they didn't cause trouble in New York recently, they should be more honest recently.
But in the past two days, he found that one of his men disappeared one by one. Although they don't meet each other, it doesn't mean that they have to cut off contact. On the contrary, even if they go abroad, they still have to report on the phone once a day to report that they are safe. This also prevents accidents.
But in the past two days, none of his men called again.
Adrian wanted to look for it... but found that he didn't even know where to look.
This is a rule he made. Don't ask each other about each other's hiding places, lest one of them be caught and a large group be drawn out. In this way, even if one is caught, he doesn't know where the others are. He also designed some code words.
For example, join the other party and ask where you are.
He didn't run away, this guy was held hostage, maybe by the police, maybe by another criminal organization.
In short, Adrian is an extremely cautious person. Even if he is conducting arms transactions, he will use various means to hide himself.
He even secretly raised a group of gangsters to help him sell goods.
After the factory was closed, dozens more bodies appeared in the waters off New York.
That's right, he cut off all the 'feet' for his bulk goods. It was Schultz who did it.
And Schultz's call didn't come today...it seems like something happened to Schultz too!
Adrian felt that a force was secretly surrounding him.
And he instinctively felt that this was not the work of the police!
Who is looking for me?
Thinking of this, Adrian felt that he had to take action.
"Dear, didn't you say last time that you wanted to go skiing in Switzerland? The weather is perfect now. How about you take Liz with you?"
Adrian came to the living room and said to his wife who was watching TV.
Adrian's wife is a black man, a wife who accompanied him when he escaped from a quagmire like Hell's Kitchen.
"Switzerland? At this time? Liz still has to go to school! Maybe we can go there together at Christmas." The wife trembled... and turned to look at her husband with a forced smile.
She is not a fool. Her family has made so much money in the past few years, which is obviously abnormal. Her husband is the most resource-recycling person. If he is not running a gold mine, how much money can he make in a year? How can she not count? She is not a delicate young lady from a wealthy area. She is a woman who grew up in the dirt of Hell's Kitchen. What has she not seen before?
The most profitable industry in the world, besides finance, is crime.
Her husband is clearly not suited for finance, so the remaining one is probably self-evident.
She actually didn't expect her husband to take this path.
But reality forces them to have no way out.
So she could only remain silent and silently support Adrian.
The faster the money comes in, the greater the risk. She had been prepared for this.
I just didn't expect it to come so quickly.
"Shall we go together, Ed?"
Seeing his wife's pleading eyes, Adrian almost agreed.
But he couldn't and didn't want to leave in such a dejected manner.
I said before that he made enough money... This is not a lie, but then again, how many people would really despise themselves for having so much money?
Human greed is endless. Once you get it, you want more!
Adrian felt that his savings reached seven figures, which was already a high number, enough for their family to live comfortably throughout their lives. But this is not enough. He doesn't want it to be just like this. Living a life comfortably is not enough. He wants his family to no longer have to worry about money. He hopes that his daughter will not have to worry about money for the rest of her life!
So seven digits is not enough.
Nine digits, nine digits should be enough.
To put it bluntly, he is not willing to give up what he is doing now!
It's easy to escape, but not so easy to come back.
At least in Adrian's opinion now, things have not reached that point.
As long as it's not the police, he's not afraid.
"No, no, no, my dear, it's okay, it's okay. You just left for a short while, it will be fine soon. I promise!"
Apart from saying this, he seemed to have nothing else to say.
He can't let his wife know anything about him!
This is his plan too.
He used various methods to transfer property early on, and the property was dispersed among various investments in his wife's name. What he was prepared for was that one day, he would have an accident. This will not affect the living environment of his wife and children.
The wife is very sensible. She knows that her husband does everything for the family.
Although worried, she decided to leave the United States temporarily in order not to cause trouble to him.
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sewer.
"Okay! Little spiders, in this situation. Do you still want to stop us?" Heavy Cannon looked at the three little spiders helplessly.
Heavy Artillery and the others prepared to evacuate, but not far away, the lizard men followed them again.
These guys are clearly well adapted to the sewer environment.
The red-haired girl was still fiddling with her tactical glasses: "I just checked. Like snakes, some lizards can collect odor molecules in the air through their tongues. We can't outrun them in the sewers!"
Heavy Cannon spread his hands and looked at the little spiders.
"Either we kill them or we are torn apart by them."
Heavy Artillery is very annoyed by these three little guys now, and he can understand their mood of wanting to save people. Even he felt sad for what happened to those poor people. But the world is not as tolerant as children think, and not everything can get good results if you work hard.
"But..." Parker is indeed very confused. This is like the trolley problem. No matter which choice he makes, he will fall into a moral dilemma.
"Maybe we can think of a way. For example, if we stay here to break up the situation, you can take the others and leave first!" Stacey was more decisive.
Heavy Artillery shook his head helplessly: "Little Miss, I don't know if you are listening carefully. Those monsters can always find us. And this broken place is connected in all directions. You may be very powerful, but it is absolutely impossible to stop everyone's monsters, and these In the eyes of those monsters, people are just pieces of fat that exudes fragrance. Do you think they will foolishly stay and play games with you and give up the fat on your mouth? Wake up, their target has always been these poor people people."
Peter endured it and finally couldn't help it: "We may have a better solution!"
"What can I do?"
Heavy Artillery asked impatiently.
That's the thing about Madonnas, they always ask questions but can't give answers.
For example, environmentalists shout about environmental protection every day, but never mention the need for development in third world countries. They want the third world to be responsible for carbon emissions and ask them to reduce carbon emissions, but there is no solution. Those third world countries close their factories, stop cutting down trees, and stop hunting animals, so what do they eat?
They even object to eating steak... Haha, most people in third world countries simply can't afford steak!
How to deal with it?
They never mentioned this!
In fact, the truth is very simple. It is always the easiest thing to criticize this and comment that, and point out problems! Things are there, and it’s obvious where there are problems. Seeing the problems doesn’t make you smarter than others. Solving the problems is the key!
Like Peter, he said there might be a better way.
Well, please tell me your solution!
Then Peter got stuck!
