Chapter 119 Probing and Cooperating

One long and two short.

The rhythmic knock on the door echoed in the slightly empty No. 19 Tell Street.

Without looking at the surveillance, Jason's keen senses could also confirm who it was through the slightly familiar footsteps.

that trader.

The trader who came with 'sincerity'.

Although for Jason now, the satiety brought by [Swagnu's Touch (Egg)] and [Ike's Egg] is nothing, but not long ago...

About 6 hours ago, something rare, let him deal with the crisis at that time.

Even, it can be said to be the first pot of gold.

Of course, the taste is also good.

The low-end version of meat hook egg can be regarded as a rare delicacy since Jason entered the city that never sleeps.

Now the other party has returned.

There is no doubt that it is the map.

Jason stood up and picked up the map from the crate beside him.

He had already memorized the above route.

Just don't know where.

Although he is a postman, his familiarity with the 'City That Never Sleeps' is still limited to the 16th, 17th, and 18th areas.

For example, before the 15th district and after the 25th district, he is not familiar with it.

For example District 26.

Before today, he had never entered.

However, even if he had been here, Jason guessed that it would be difficult for him to tell the difference.

because……

The map is most likely fake.

It's not the kind that is fake at first glance, but fake in some places.

Simply put, nine truths and one falsehood.

Except for the most critical position, it is true.

And that's deadly.

Jason could already imagine what would happen after the trader got this map.

The monitors from 3 Tell Street will definitely report everything.

Then, just wait.

Waiting for prey to enter the trap.

As for him?

The role of this chess piece has come to an end, so it is natural to discard it.

And this was something Jason absolutely didn't want to see.

Not fear.

It's just not in time.

The 'big man' and the other party's 'collaborator' will not pay too much attention to his chess piece. There is a high probability that after the trader leaves with the map, they will send a team of gunmen to deal with him.

With his current strength, he can easily escape or kill that team of gunmen.

But what about after?

The 'big shot' and the other party's 'collaborator' who found the failure will definitely not let it go, and more gunmen, and even superhumans, will follow one after another.

He can get into extremely troublesome situations in a short time.

Wave after wave of attackers.

Day and night, one after another.

Where is the joy of silently developing and increasing strength in No. 19 Tell Street.

Moreover, there is another important point!

He still doesn't know who the 'big shot' and the other party's 'collaborator' are.

No information at all.

He couldn't judge the opponent's sphere of influence.

There is no way to target the layout.

This is extremely disadvantageous.

Therefore, Jason quickly wrote a few words in the palm of his hand.

When he opened the door, a trader with the appearance of a 'postman' was already waiting there. Looking at the paper in Jason's hand, his expression didn't change at all, but his breathing became more rapid.

Jason's perception can clearly capture this.

It looks like this map is more important than imagined!

With this inference, Jason has more confidence in the next plan.

He raised his hand and handed the map to the other party.

At the same time, he showed his palm.

It clearly says-

trap.

The trader with the appearance of a 'postman' clearly saw these two words, and then, calmly, he was about to take it to the paper in Jason's hand.

But Jason raised his hand, and the trader's fingertips brushed past the paper.

"not enough!"

"You don't have enough chips!"

"I need more!"

Jason said this, with a greedy viciousness in his voice.

The trader with the appearance of a 'postman' was taken aback.

Then, he spoke angrily.

"You are sitting on the ground and raising the price!"

"You broke your promise!"

While the trader was talking, he was about to snatch the paper from Jason's hand, but a machete with a short handle and wide blade was resting on his neck. Suddenly, the trader's body froze.

"Rise the price on the ground? Break the promise?"

"Isn't this the basic character of everyone in the 'City That Never Sleeps'?"

"Don't be as shy as a little girl."

"Now, go back and come to me with enough chips."

As Jason said, he retracted the machete, and kicked the trader's lower abdomen with a seemingly heavy kick.

boom!

The trader backed away clutching his stomach, and the door closed immediately.

"asshole!"

"You must die!"

The trader who looked like a "postman" walked aside cursing and groaning, showing that the blow he had suffered was not light.

The jackals in the neighborhood of No. 19, Tell Street, who had been peeping around, clearly saw this scene.

They all laughed.

Laughing at the simplicity of traders.

Then, all of them showed malicious eyes.

After all, a trader who looks like a 'postman' really looks like a fat sheep.

Still very simple.

It really is the best prey.

The trader obviously noticed this, his expression changed as he clutched his belly, and then he quickly ran towards an alley.

Then--

bang bang bang!

A series of gunshots sounded in the alley.

It was sparse at first, but after only a dozen seconds, it became dense.

Apparently, the neighborhood jackals are in trouble.

Or rather, they changed their goals.

From the fat sheep at the beginning, they became each other.

This is not surprising.

In the 'City That Never Sleeps' hunters are often also prey.

Behind the door, Jason listened to the movement on the street, the corner of his mouth curled up behind the mask.

Obviously, traders who appear to be "postmen" have a strong ability to adapt.

However, this is also normal.

If there is no such ability to adapt to changes, the other party will not become a connector.

"I didn't get the 'map', and the plan was temporarily hindered. The 'big shot' and the other party's 'collaborator' will definitely warn me about this temporary chess piece, but they won't go too far—because I am very suitable now." The tradition of the city that never sleeps, and I have already contacted that trader, if I change people rashly, it is likely to reveal my flaws."

"What will be the warning method?"

Jason sat back in the crate, feeling a little hopeful in his heart.

Now, he not only needs to buy more time for himself, but also needs to get to know that 'big man' and the other party's 'collaborator' so that he can make better plans for future actions.

And the "warning method" of the "big shot" or the other party's "collaborator" is a breakthrough.

According to Jason's guess, these two... It should be more accurate to say that the latter will teach him a lesson and show his strength so that he cannot resist. Only in this way will he be obedient.

Most people in the 'City That Never Sleeps' are like this.

The opponent is no exception.

Then, the other party should send a capable man down.

After all, the threat of talking through the air is too small.

While thinking about it, Jason took out two more cans of meat.

The alcohol stove in the corner quickly ignited a light blue flame, the bottled water poured into the pot quickly rolled over, and the opened can was poured into it, the gravy and water quickly merged without distinguishing each other, and the pieces of meat As the juice rolls, it exudes bursts of fragrance.

"Unfortunately no potatoes."

"If there is any, put it in and stew until soft."

"Then, another bowl of rice."

"Pour the soup of potato meat on it... Tsk tsk."

Jason held the pot and thought while drinking the broth.

From time to time, he smacked his mouth.

He did it on purpose.

He knew that with those 'thin threads' like spider silk, his every move was in the eyes of that 'big man's collaborator'.

He needs to show a feeling of 'it's the end of the road, so take a gamble'.

And before you risk your life, isn't it normal to consume the existing precious resources and let yourself enjoy it?

Most of the residents in the 'City That Never Sleeps' look like this.

Jason has seen too much.

When you learn it, it is naturally lifelike.

'Enough to eat and drink', Jason rested on the crate wrapped in a blanket.

His eyes were closed and he appeared to be asleep.

However, Jason could clearly hear the sound from the second floor to the third floor - this place had been blocked by him with wooden boards and furniture debris in the room before.

At this moment, someone is moving these blockages bit by bit.

The opponent's movements are very light.

Even, in a way, silently.

For ordinary people, it is really difficult to find such an action.

However, Jason could hear it clearly.

It is also possible to judge the general posture of the other party from the sound.

Jason was delighted by this.

Not only the joy for his current strength, but also the joy for the person who came.

It was obvious that the 'big man's collaborator' didn't notice his change, and he was still treated as an ordinary 'postman'.

It really couldn't be better!

As long as the other party continues to judge like this.

He can give the other party a surprise.

And if he wants the other party to continue to judge like this, he needs his next performance.

After five minutes, the blockages from the second floor to the third floor were removed to the extent that a person could just enter.

The next moment, a figure entered No. 19 Tell Street.

The figure deftly stood on the beam on the first floor, looking down at Jason.

After realizing that Jason didn't respond, the figure jumped down with a sneer.

It didn't jump directly at Jason.

It was after walking around in the basement of No. 19 Tell Street, which is the space Jason was in, before walking towards Jason. However, when he saw the alcohol stove and the empty cans on the ground, the other person's footsteps Obvious meal.

Then, there was more malice in the breath.

"The 'thin thread' like a 'spider web' cannot see everything in No. 19 Turret Street. It should be a vague perception that can be heard clearly. That's why the other party inspects the interior of the room."

"As for canned meat... Obviously, it's quite a good thing for the other party."

"The 'big shot collaborator' doesn't look rich."

With his eyes closed, Jason sensed each other's every move through his hearing and analyzed them carefully.

You know, his boss, the "old man", eats canned meat almost every day, smokes cigars, and occasionally sees red wine.

This 'big man's collaborator' is not as good as the old man?

impossible!

Jason shook his head quickly in his heart.

Judging from the solemnity of the 'old man' and the arrangement in front of him when he was leaving, that 'big man' is a real 'big man'!

How could a 'collaborator' who is a 'big shot' be bad?

Leaning against the crate, Jason began to recall everything before.

Suddenly, a light flashed in Jason's mind.

Was this "big man's collaborator" really a "big man's collaborator" before?

Could it be a pawn too?

Is it just a coincidence that the other party became a 'collaborator'?

Subconsciously, a black notebook appeared in Jason's mind.

Extraordinary power!

The 'big man' gave the black notebook, or used the black notebook as a bargaining chip, because the other party's 'collaborator' suddenly mastered extraordinary power, but he was not yet familiar with it!

Because of this, the 'big shot' dared to use the obviously weird black notebook as a bargaining chip.

And the "big shot" pawns themselves, or the "collaborators" who are just ordinary people have used their extraordinary power to establish their own power in a short period of time.

It is only because the time is too short that the background is slightly thinner.

That's why the opponent's subordinates look like they feel sorry for the canned meat.

Gradually, Jason figured out the general context.

It's not clear who the 'big guy' is though.

Who is that 'collaborator'?

But after the relationship between the two was mastered by Jason, some things became simpler.

You must know that the trader just now must know who the "cooperator" is, even if it is a false identity, there are traces to infer the "big shot" from this.

The next time the other party shows up, you can ask.

Jason thought so.

The uninvited guest finally came to him.

There was no sudden attack, let alone any harsh methods, just a gun pointed at the eye position of Jason's mask.

Undoubtedly, the 'collaborator' was worried that Jason's body would also reveal his flaws.

Moreover, the 'collaborator' also thought that this was enough.

In fact, any resident of the 'City That Never Sleeps' would be submissive with a gun to his head.

Jason is no exception.

Even in disguise.

Jason pretended to be awakened by a foreign object touching his eyelids. When he saw the person in front of him, he subconsciously wanted to touch the gun, but as soon as the muzzle of the gun moved against his eyelids, he immediately raised his hands.

"Don't shoot!"

Jason shouted in a slightly hoarse voice, looking a little lacking just after waking up.

"Hey!"

"Of course I wouldn't shoot, you lucky bastard!"

"If it wasn't for the boss's order, your current XX would have been cut off by me and stuffed into your mouth!"

The uninvited guest sneered.

"What do you want me to do, please tell me."

Jason didn't resist at all, and looked cooperative.

Seeing Jason's appearance, the uninvited guest really wanted to pull the trigger, but now that the most critical moment has come, it is impossible to change another person.

Of course, Jason couldn't let Jason know about such things.

If the greedy bastard in front of me knows, who knows what will happen?

Even an uninvited guest who was as greedy as Jason showed, naturally knew what to do at this time.

"Congratulations."

"Boss is not a bloodthirsty person."

"You wait here obediently now, and when that idiot comes back, give him the map in your hand."

"It's just your last chance, what if you dare to play again?"

"Trust me, the next time I kiss you, it will not be the muzzle of a gun, but a bullet!"

Leaving such words behind, the uninvited guest jumped onto the beam and disappeared.

This is undoubtedly showing off.

It is also a threat.

Jason cooperated very well. He stared blankly at the beams and the broken blockage. After four or five seconds, he suddenly got up and kicked the empty can beside him hard. superior.

clatter.

The can hit the wall, spinning and rolling back.

The originally three-dimensional Guanshen became shriveled.

Jason, on the other hand, sat on the crate slumped as if he had been drained of energy.

His finger landed on the black notebook without a trace.