Chapter 28 Bloody William

In the basement of William Peake's luxurious hunting lodge, a table fills most of the room. Stacks of neatly bundled dollar bills are piled up on the table. Mikhail and Yakov are concentrating on counting the bills, while Yuri and Boris are in charge of re-bundling the counted bills. Put them together and wrap them carefully in a plastic bag. Under the dim light, everyone was seriously busy, the room was filled with smoke, and the air was filled with the smell of banknotes.

Cash transactions, especially large-amount cash transactions, the most cumbersome thing is the counting work. Everyone will not admit it after counting face-to-face. In this era when there is no money detector, it is right to rely on purely manual operations. It was a test of physical strength and energy. Although the work here was hard, compared with the things to be done in the cubicle in the corner of the basement, no matter who it was, it would choose to stay here.

Yuri sent the cash, which had been carefully counted and wrapped in plastic bags, to the door of the cubicle, and Seryozha walked out of it, and took it in bit by bit. At this time, Seryozha was wrapped up tightly like a surgeon. There were some dots of blood on his chest, and he looked like he had just performed an operation on someone else.

There was indeed an operation going on in the cubicle, but it was not Seryozha who performed the surgery, but William, the owner here. The body of Ram, who was shot dead in the afternoon, was placed on the metal dissecting table at this moment, and the clothes on his body had already been removed. The interior of the compartment is surrounded by plastic sheeting to prevent blood stains.

The skin and musculature of Ram's chest had been cut in a Y-shape, and his sternum had also been sawed open by William. The internal organs in the chest cavity and abdominal cavity were taken out and replaced by bags of wrapped Solid banknotes.

Seryozha was standing here with the courage. Although Seryozha had a life in his hands, Seryozha did not dare to think of treating a corpse like this. William not only did it, but also looked calm. Soon the abdominal cavity was filled with banknotes. William picked up surgical needles and sutures, and skillfully sewed up the eversioned belly bit by bit. It's like a skilled tailor is sewing a coat for a guest.

"Do you think I'm a pervert?" William said while busy with his work.

"Oh~~ no! I just didn't expect you to do this. In fact, I think there are other ways to transport the money back to the Soviet Union!" After all, Seryozha still disagreed with William's way of doing things. He felt that William simply did not take human life seriously.

"But if I don't kill him, sooner or later he will testify against me in court, and then I will be the one to die!" William argued.

"You mean this man is a policeman?" Seryozha asked in surprise.

"The police? The KGB? The Stasi? What's the difference? I don't even need to know who sent him,

I just need to know that there is no room for kindness or error in what I do. "William gestured with his blood-stained hand in a leather glove.

"I understand your situation, but I don't quite agree with your behavior!" Seryosha said bluntly.

"I've raised him for more than half a year, and it's time for him to repay me. You can just do me a favor and bury him anywhere in the Soviet Union." William said a little angrily.

After the last pack of banknotes was stuffed into Ram's chest cavity, William started threading again, completely closing all the incisions.

"So you are a surgeon?" Seryozha asked curiously.

"I almost got it, but it's a pity..." William didn't continue, this sentence seemed to touch William, he stopped what he was doing, and it took a while to recover, and then said: " It's actually pretty good now!"

After William sewed up the body thoroughly, he wiped away the blood stains on Ram's body. Then he took out a brand new set of clothes to put on the dead Ram. Seryozha and William carried Ram's body into the coffin, and William continued to tidy up Ram's appearance. After working for a long time, Seryozha felt that he could no longer see anything wrong.

Ram lay in the coffin as if he had fallen asleep. After William adjusted the neckline and cuffs, he finally closed the lid of the coffin. Two of William's men were called in, and they left the basement with the heavy coffin. William continued to stay and clean the tools. He put Ram's internal organs, together with some plastic sheets, Seryozha and the protective clothing he was wearing, into a large bag. Then the two of them took the big bag of garbage and left together.

"How do you plan to go back to China?" William asked with some concern.

"Take the train, what's the matter!" Seryozha replied without thinking.

"But you are going to pass through Poland, aren't you? The situation over there is not very good." William reminded with some concern.

"It doesn't matter, those Poles won't provoke us, because we are Soviets!" Seryozha said indifferently.

"I hope so!" replied William.

While the two were talking, they came to the boiler room on the first floor of the villa. Uanshu (uuanshu.com) William turned on the boiler and threw the bag full of garbage into the raging fire. Soon the flames engulfed everything. An unpleasant smell of burning plastic hits the face.

William stared at the dancing flames solemnly. He took out a cigarette, put it to his mouth, and lit it with a lighter. William smoked a cigarette greedily, and soon a cigarette was burned out. William also threw the cigarette butts into the fire. He poked the things he had just thrown in with a steel rod to make them burn fully.

Seryozha couldn't stand the pungent smell in the house, so he stood outside the door and waited for William. After a while, William came out from the house.

"I think you'd better hurry up, the Genovese family can't last long!" William ordered.

"The amount of money is too large, and a month is really urgent, but don't worry, since I'm here, I won't smash my own brand." Sergey Sha said.

William had planned to stay with Sergey after dinner, but it was a pity that Sergey really had no appetite. In the afterglow of the setting sun, Seryozha and his party drove a hearse with a coffin to the downtown area of ​​Dresden. Seryozha kept frowning along the way. William's behavior in the afternoon touched him. He wondered if he would become like William in the future.