Chapter 12: I want to eat all 3

"Oh, what is that."

"I will kill the mutual aid association that wants to rob your son."

"..."

The atmosphere of the deck is a bit quiet.

When Carlos heard this, he put away the smile on his face and looked at Lake with a smile on his face. His mind seemed to crash for a while, as if he was playing back what Lake said just now.

Lake smiled: "How about this, I will do it first, and it's done. You are paying to protect your son's ordinary life, how about it?"

Carlos heard clearly this time.

but.

Just because I heard it clearly, Carlos looked directly at Lake, and there seemed to be a trace of anger on his face: "Are you here to tease me?"

Lake's expression remained unchanged: "You think it's a big night, I don't sleep, I ran here just to make you play."

Carlos nodded: "So, you are a lunatic."

Lake shook his head: "I have a certificate issued by the hospital. Of course, if you want me to do this kind of thing, you need to give me some information about the mutual aid association, which is the textile factory, by hand."

A killer member who defected to prove that the Mutual Aid Association is the textile factory.

This is hard evidence, right?

If that doesn't count, Lake feels that it must be a shameful PY deal between the Montgomery Superintendent and Mutual Aid, and Lake is ready to spot the police station assholes.

"And..."

Lake looked at Carlos: "The Continental Hotel has no regulations. The killer is not allowed to kill another killer organization."

Yes it is.

This is a kind of hole in the face.

Killers cannot betray an organization, but killers from different organizations can kill another killer organization, but most people don't expect to do so.

Carlos frowned and looked at Lake in front of him blankly.

Lake looked at the watch in his hand. It was almost ten o'clock. He didn't know that his girlfriend hadn't called him again. If it happened, he ran to the Star Tower without picking it up, and wanted to explain it again.

Half loudly.

Carlos pursed his eyes: "Okay, what kind of information do you want?"

Lake touched his chin: "Just write it by hand, just write how the Mutual Aid Association uses the textile factory as a cover for unseen hookups, and then write your personal information."

talking.

Lake beckoned to the bartender, and when he waited for the bartender to come over, he said to Carlos, "It's okay after you finish writing. If you don’t believe me, you can pay attention to the location of the New York Police Department at 9 o’clock tomorrow morning. If you’re afraid of it. If you lie in ambush, you can watch it from a distance when I finish it. After I finish it, let’s meet again here for the next transaction, but the transaction stuff at that time needs to be changed."

Carlos said: "What for?"

Lake smiled and said, "Your bounty!"

Carlos: "..."

At that time, after Lake finished the Mutual Aid Association, the Continental Hotel would intervene and directly issue a reward for Carlos. The Continental Hotel did not care about other things. Who made Carlos a traitor killer? Even if the Mutual Aid Association was approved by the police station, the Continental Hotel The hotel will not leave a traitor killer doing a good job.

So Carlos will still face a wanted reward from the Continental Hotel, but it is a reward worth two million yuan. This money can be earned after thinking about it.

Wow.

I want a wave of fat rhythm.

Lake has fantasized about the arrival of that night of riches.

11 o'clock in the evening.

Lake with glasses returned to the Star Tower.

open the door.

as predicted.

Sitting on the sofa, Maureen with glasses looking at a psychology book in his hand looked at Lake who walked in from the outside and said, "Where have you been?"

Lake turned and closed the door: "I went to the bar for a drink with Bob. That guy is leaving New York in a few days."

Bob Lee Swag.

Lake’s comrades in the army have carried guns together, coughed and coughed together, and performed two overseas combat missions together. They joined the army earlier than Lake and retired later than Lake.

Morin took off his glasses, walked in front of Lake, took the suit jacket that Lake took off, smelled it, and said, "Is that your comrade in the seal?"

Lake gave a hum, walked over to the bar, looked at his mobile phone on the bar, clicked on it, and raised his eyebrows: "Twelve calls, I thought you were not here today."

Maureen definitely has a certain desire for control.

After the love period passed, Lake looked up at Maureen and laughed, thinking so in his heart.

Morin rolled his eyes: "You had a gunfight today."

Lake said, "So, I don't need psychological counseling."

Free America, shootout every day.

This is the main theme of the old beauty.

Morin sat down on the high stool and looked at Lake who poured himself a glass of bourbon and drank it and said, "Do you want to talk about what happened today?"

Lake thought for a while, and shook his head: "There is nothing to talk about, justice finally defeated evil."

"I'm not talking about this."

"Which one is that?"

"I heard that you and Montgomery applied to search the textile factory?"

"Ok."

Lake looked at his girlfriend who was not out on the field, but was very well-informed and shrugged, "What's the matter?"

Morin frowned and said, “If you don’t have any evidence, it’s best not to act without authorization. That textile factory is not only related to the Disabled Persons’ Federation but also to the mayor and governor.”

It is said that the current mayor of New York was able to defeat his competitors by relying on the ticket warehouse in the hands of the Disabled Persons' Federation, because Sloan, the director of the textile factory, appeared at one of his fundraising receptions.

Lake wanted to laugh: "God, your tone of voice is almost exactly the same as Montgomery."

Maureen looked serious: "That's because Montgomery told me that he knows your character, and Montgomery also believes you, but you need to be more careful when dealing with such an organization. Once you act recklessly, the pressure from above will directly make you Lose everything."

this is the truth.

After all, this is a capital country. The rich has everything, and the right... can't beat the rich.

Lake sniffed.

Lose everything.

Lake nowadays has worked hard from scratch on his own. Although it is a part-time job, it is also a hard-earned work by Lake. Who dares to take it away, Lake does it.

Morin frowned: "Lake, what I said is true. In this matter, you must not act rashly."

Lake nodded and gave a perfunctory hmm, "Okay."

Morin emphasized again: "I'm serious."

After all, Maureen is Lake’s girlfriend. I can’t know much about Lake’s character. Naturally, I know that Lake’s words are very perfunctory, and even if there is no bonus for his girlfriend status, Maureen’s psychotherapist’s professional bonus is enough to see. Lek did not take her words to heart.

Morin sighed and said, "Do you know why an anonymous letter made you suspended for investigation?"

PS: Bob-Bob Lee Swag, from "Life and Death Sniper"!