Chapter 15 New Enemy
Not long after, a dozen core killers came to Sloan's office. Seeing this, Sloan stood up slowly:
"Gentlemen and ladies, I have very bad news for you. The butcher has disappeared."
As soon as these words came out, the originally normal office suddenly became very oppressive, and they all immediately thought of one person: the traitor Cross.
However, I heard Sloan say: "It's not the cross, this time there is another reason."
Speaking, Sloan handed out a copy of the document: "The person above is the target of the butcher's mission, but the butcher has been missing for a day so far."
"Boss, I have a question." The gunsmith frowned slightly: "The time above is wrong, it was a month ago, why did the decision on this fate only start recently?"
"That's why I asked you to come here." Sloan wiped his glasses with the corner of his clothes: "Do you still remember that a month ago, four of our students went out to rob banks without permission?"
Hearing this, everyone present was slightly stunned. Of course they knew about this matter, which seriously violated the purpose of the brotherhood. They, the core killers, had thoroughly investigated this matter, but it turned out that it was the private actions of those four people, and it had nothing to do with the others. relationship, so this matter was finally understood.
But the question is is there any relationship between the two? The killers don't know why.
"This person is the one who killed those four students, but the problem is that his name appeared on the list of looms at the same time."
"Boss, did you make a mistake?" Firefox looked puzzled and puzzled: "I have investigated this person, he is a student, although he has an FBI certificate, but he is only a non-staff member, this kind of person will not appear in the organization. Is it on the cloth machine list?"
Sloan's old face was full of helplessness:
"Yeah, it was a coincidence, so in order not to attract the attention of the cross, I decided to hide it from you, and at the same time delayed the execution for a month, but I didn't expect that the butcher would..."
"This matter is my fault, and I admit my mistake to you."
Sloan's voice was sincere, and he even stood up and bowed slightly to the people present.
"leader!"
The killers were shocked by Sloan's actions. They didn't expect the usually arrogant leader to admit his mistakes so sincerely.
"It's not like this!"
"Boss, we don't mean to blame you."
"The threat of the cross is imminent right now, we cannot be too distracted by this matter!"
The killers were in an uproar and warned Sloan one after another, but at this time, no one cared about why Cao Gui, a high school student, was on the list of the loom.
Sloan's frankness + bowing and apology not only resolved the crisis of trust, but also enhanced his own power.
"So everyone, what do you think of this little FBI?" Sloan asked slowly, giving the initiative to the killers.
"Of course it is a thorough investigation!" The gunsmith said in a deep voice, "Whether the butcher is dead or alive, we must find out."
"Agreed." The repairman said: "We must find out whether this person has anything to do with the cross. If so, that would be even better."
The others also nodded, agreeing to what the two said.
Sloan nodded slightly: "In that case, leave this matter to the repairman and the white pigeon, Firefox, and the gunsmith, you continue to follow Wesley."
"The rest of the people performed their duties to guard against the sneak attack of the cross."
"Yes, leader!"
"Let's do it."
...
in the apartment
Sitting in front of the computer, Cao Gui browsed through several documents, including the shooting case on the top floor of the building, the shooting case in the supermarket, and Wesley's personal information.
In the FBI's repository, these things are easy to find.
It seems that the plot has already begun. Wesley has already joined the brotherhood, but I don't know if this dick has become a teacher.
Cao Gui frowned. Wesley had completed two missions after leaving the army. One was to kill on the light rail, and the other was to kill on the super-show vehicle sunroof.
Thinking of this, Cao Gui entered the words "Rolls-Royce, Regal, Sunroof, Gunshot" into the computer, but did not find any information.
Cao Gui entered "night, tall building, 9mm bullet, shooting" on the computer again, but as before, there was nothing.
This meant that Wesley hadn't finished training yet. Cao Gui's eyes lit up. If the Brotherhood's situation was in Cao Gui's best interest, then the current situation was the most suitable.
The threat of the cross is like the sword of Damocles, hanging high above the brotherhood, so that the members of the brotherhood dare not act rashly, and can only use a small-scale battle with one or two people against the little FBI.
Then he can continue to bleed the brotherhood until the heads of this copy are wiped out.
But the problem is that although Wesley is a dick, he is also a genius. His success is unstoppable. Once he succeeds, the current situation will be broken. Either the cross dies or Wesley dies, but it doesn’t matter. That situation is not a good thing for Cao Gui.
You have to think of a way to get the best of both worlds!
Cao Gui stroked his chin, his eyes flickering.
...
In Upper Manhattan, Fatty's barbecue restaurant, the repairman and a woman with brown hair pried open the door of the barbecue restaurant, all the way to the cold storage.
According to the record of the plan left by the butcher, they found this place immediately.
After entering the cold storage, the two split up and searched carefully, investigating the situation bit by bit.
After a while, the two exchanged information with each other. Bai Ge held four 7.62 pistol bullets in his palm: "I found this, the bullets used by butchers."
"According to the ballistic analysis, it was three direct shots and one gun fighting technique. It can be confirmed that it was shot by a butcher, but there is no human tissue or blood on it."
"And this." Bai Ge took out a bone-chopping knife with a gap in it: "This is the weapon that the butcher is good at, but it has no human tissue like a bullet, which means that the butcher fought with someone, but the other party was not injured. .”
The repairman frowned: "There is the smell of disinfectant and cleaning agent on the ground. It has been cleaned by someone. Except for the owner of this store, there is no other person's footprint here."
"But I found this." The repairman pulled a pig carcass, which was stained with blood.
"If the blood is from the butcher, it means that the butcher is really dead."
After all, both of them were a little silent. Based on the information, it can be basically concluded that the butcher was defeated and died.
But how is this possible, the butcher is good at melee combat, and this kind of slaughter cold storage is his home field, and the butcher even makes preparations here a week in advance.
No matter from which point of view, the butcher has no possibility of defeat.
"Let's collect the blood here for comparison first." Bai Ge said: "If we are sure it is the butcher's, we will go to the FBI."
"Where's the boss here?" The repairman asked, his idea was to ask the owner here first.
Bai Ge thought for a while and said, "This person was not mentioned in the butcher's plan, and I don't recommend making this person the primary target."
The repairman frowned. If it was him, then the owner of the shop would be finished, but now there are two people, he can't break the rules of the fraternity so blatantly.
"In that case, let's go."
...
Early the next morning, the fat man Jeff came to the cold storage as usual to get ready for the day's business. However, at this moment, the fat man saw the bullet holes in the wall, and his expression changed drastically.
jingle bell~
Cao Gui picked up the phone, and the fat man's urgent voice came from the other end of the phone:
"Cao, something happened. The bullets in the bullet holes in the cold storage are gone! Someone came to my place!"
When Cao Gui heard this, he couldn't help but twitch his mouth, good guy, someone came to the door again.