Chapter 650: Red Sea Rage (Part 3)
Hearing Schiller's voice, Deathstroke didn't even turn his head, but took away the vegetables and fried eggs with a tongs, and then walked straight to the seat. Schiller followed him to the seat and sat opposite him.
"Actually, I've always been curious about how masked mercenaries like you eat?" Schiller stared at Deathstroke's face and asked, and then he saw that Deathstroke directly opened half of the mask from the gap in the uniform at the neck, revealing his mouth, and then put the steak into his mouth.
Judging from his exposed chin, he looks very young, but I don't know if he is married and has children as in the background story of the comics.
"Are you here to carry out the mission? Who is the target this time?" Schiller continued to eat the food on the plate, and he said: "We are old acquaintances. Could it be that the target this time is me again?"
"Not you," Deathstroke answered very simply. He didn't say much, which was completely opposite to his cousin, but his words and actions would reveal a lot of information to Schiller every time.
First, this time Death Bell is indeed here to carry out a mission. Second, the target of the mission is not Schiller. Third, the target of the mission should be in this hotel.
Because there is very little food on Death Bell's plate, at least compared to his height and weight, it is even much less than the breakfast portion, which means that he should be ready soon, so it is not advisable to eat too much to affect his actions.
Judging from his dress and attire, he should have prepared all the equipment, and he doesn't care about the strange eyes of the tourists next to him on his attire. This means that he is not here to investigate. This will be his last time here, so he is not worried about being exposed.
Schiller only regarded this encounter as a coincidence until ten minutes later, when the door of his hotel room was kicked open, and the black and yellow figure rushed in and drew the long sword behind him.
The two were stunned by the wreckage of the door. Schiller put his hands on his waist, sighed and said, "It's been so long, haven't you found out that you can't kill me? Do you want me to show you again?"
Schiller dissipated into gray mist with a "bang", and then began to change various shapes in the air. Deathstroke stuck his sword on the ground and watched him perform. After Schiller turned back into human form, Deathstroke asked, "Where is he?"
"I guess you are referring to Oliver Queen. A shareholder of the Quinn Group hired you to kill the resurrected Oliver. So it seems that his butler should have betrayed him..."
"But unfortunately, he is no longer here. You are a step late. He went to be a superhero with someone you can't kill either." Schiller shook his head, glanced at the wreckage of the door, and sighed.
"Who is that person?" Deathstroke asked.
"Maybe you don't know even if I tell you, Green Lantern Hal, a guy with green light all over his body." Schiller replied.
"What abilities does he have?" Deathstroke asked.
"There are many, such as flying, teleportation, infinite strength, and instant healing. Moreover, his energy is now extremely sufficient, and he can fight you to the end of time. Moreover, if he cannot beat you, he will ask for support. As long as he calls for help, there will be hundreds of Christmas elves with green light all over their bodies, dancing at your doorstep..."
"The mission is over." Deathstroke said very calmly: "The previous employer can't afford this price."
"Maybe they won't stay together all the time. You can wait until they separate before you start." Schiller gave a suggestion.
"This is an urgent order. The employer asked me to kill him within three days, otherwise the transaction will be invalidated, the price of the target will be changed, the transaction will be terminated, but the deposit will not be refunded. Goodbye."
After that, Deathstroke left. His every move told how professional an elite mercenary is, but at the same time, the price of hiring him was ridiculously high. Some people in the Quinn Group were willing to pay such a high price to hire Deathstroke, which means that they really wanted to kill Oliver.
Originally, Schiller had no interest in the dirty deal behind this, but after Deathstroke left, several more waves of killers followed.
Although they were not as professional as Deathstroke, it was precisely because of their unprofessionalism that they wanted to attack Schiller when they found that Oliver was not there.
Although the final result was to participate in the ecological cycle of the ocean, Schiller still felt annoyed that this group of flies disturbed his vacation.
So, on a warm morning on the West Coast, Schiller called Bruce and asked, "Do you know the Quinn Group?"
Bruce glanced at Elsa, who was sitting at the dining table, with her eyes wide open, waiting for him to feed her, and said, "Of course I have heard of it. They are very famous on the West Coast, especially in the semiconductor industry, and can compete with the Wayne Group..."
"They should have some abnormalities recently. Find out these abnormalities and tell me, and you will get 2 extra points for the final exam."
"No, professor, I'm very busy recently and don't have that much time. For business-related matters, you can also go to Lex. He is very idle recently and fights with Clark every day."
"Listen, Bruce, the reason I didn't go to Lex is that 2 points are not important to him at all. 90 points plus 2 points are meaningless. I mean, 58 points plus 2 points, you can pass."
"But I won't take the test..."
"Without these 2 points, you will definitely get 58 points."
This is already a naked threat, but looking at Aisha who was still waiting for food at the table, Bruce sighed and said, "Okay, I'll give you the information in half an hour."
After Bruce hung up the phone, he picked up Aisha, patted her on the back, and then said, "I have something to do now, you have to eat by yourself."
Aisha was about to cry again, but Alfred still picked her up. Bruce left the table smoothly and began to investigate the matter about the Quinn Group.
He didn't know why Schiller was suddenly interested in the Quinn Group, but thinking of Oliver who was rescued from the island before, he thought that it might be related to the heir of the Quinn Group.
Not long after. Schiller got the relevant information of Quinn Group. The other information on it was normal, but there was only one project that was particularly eye-catching.
After the capital control was lifted in 1989, a large amount of foreign capital, including speculative short-term capital, poured into Mexico, and Quinn Group's investment in foreign capital was part of it.
According to the information, Quinn Group wanted to transfer some semiconductor factories to Mexico, and in order to build factories, they made more than 50 investments, including but not limited to buying land, purchasing raw materials, acquiring and merging local industries, and hiring personnel.
Among the information provided by Bruce, there are some very secret information, such as Quinn Group is not satisfied with the industries on the surface. They are also interested in some industries with smaller inputs but greater outputs, such as the planting of drug raw materials.
As we all know, Mexico has some local specialty crops, such as marijuana and poppy. These planting industries are deeply rooted in the lives of the Mexican people. These plants are the crops that many local Mexicans rely on for survival.
At the same time, the output of large-scale plantations operated by capital oligarchs is very amazing, which is why Mexico has surpassed Colombia in the drug and raw material industries in just over a decade.
The climate here is suitable, the labor cost is low, and some countries are promoting it. This industry has become the pillar industry of this country, and the huge profits will naturally attract many bloodthirsty crocodiles.
Of course, the drug industry in Mexico has not developed recently, so the cooperation between the Quinn Group and them has not started recently. According to the data, as early as more than 20 years ago, the Quinn Group had cooperated with some local companies in Mexico in the shipping industry.
The time, place and people of the West Coast provide the best help for this way of making money. With low investment, fast output and low risk, these continuous incomes have laid a solid foundation for the development of the Quinn Group.
In this document, a name is mentioned, which is a drug production and sales organization that the Quinn Group has been in contact with-"Guadalajara".
"Guadalajara?"
Hal, standing at the bow, read the word awkwardly. He said, "I'm sure I heard it right. The people on the boat just now said it that way."
"This should be a Spanish word, so it's not smooth for us to read, but at least we figured out what the organization is called. This is a very good start." Oliver, standing next to Hal, said.
The sea in front of them was rippling. Arthur jumped out of the water. Hal pulled his arm and dragged him onto the boat. Arthur wiped the water off his face and said:
"Just now, I went down to ask the fish nearby. They said that every Tuesday at around 4 pm, there will be two ships like the previous ones passing by here. As long as we can capture one of them, we can ask them where their hometown is."
"Their base must be in Mexico. The question is, which province is it?"
"It should be in Badilaguato." Oliver said in a very confident tone: "On the way here, I checked the information. Badilaguato is the most developed place in Mexico for shipping, with unique conditions. If the so-called Guadalajara is a strong drug trafficking organization, then they will definitely use it as their main base."
"Then we will wait for their ship to come, and then ask them about the specific location of the base." Hal formulated a battle plan.
The three of them waited on the boat until Tuesday afternoon. For them, it was easy to deal with the drug dealers' cargo ship. Hal took the lead, Arthur was responsible for shaking the hull with seawater, and Oliver stood on their own boat to snipe. The three of them quickly knocked down almost all the drug dealers on a ship.
Hal landed on the deck, grabbed a person who was deliberately left alive, and asked: "Where is your base? Who is your boss?"
But the crew member was already scared. Hal, who was emitting green light, looked like a devil in the Bible. He kept waving his arms and yelling, spitting out a string of Spanish, and Hal didn't understand a word.
After activating the translation function of the green lantern ring, a series of swear words came to Hal, roughly meaning that Hal was a devil. Hal interrogated him for a long time, but the man didn't say a word, so Hal could only throw him into the sea.
After Oliver got on the boat, he said: "It's useless to ask these crew members. We have to find the captain or the first mate, or some people who do clerical work. These people are rational and can negotiate with us."
Sure enough, as he said, although the captain was dead, the first mate was still alive. He kept begging for mercy and told all the information he knew.
Among all the information he said, in addition to confirming that the base of the Guadalajara organization was really in Badilaguato, there was another name that appeared repeatedly. Hal and Oliver confirmed that this person was the leader of the Guadalajara organization.
His name is-"Miguel Felix Gallardo".
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