"Where are they?"

"downstairs."

“Exposed?”

"No."

Baker laughed, "Do you know why I want to settle down here?"

The cross thought for a while and shook his head.

“It’s very simple.”

"Because if there is a riot at 820 Fifth Avenue, half of Wall Street will shake, and then the Federation will shake."

Baker took a sip of the wine in his glass: "Also, I have a signal shield in my room. If the organization is not sure, I will not dare to attack like this."

Do you really think the assassin's motto is unscrupulous?

Of course.

Most of the assassins are unscrupulous, but the organization behind the assassins is not unscrupulous. At least they dare not fight Wall Street head-on.

Because to a certain extent, Wall Street can be regarded as the number one funder of these Assassins who live in New York today.

so……

Unless Sloan doesn't want to get through, he wouldn't dare to attack No. 820 Fifth Avenue without any concealment in this daylight.

"When will I leave?" Cross nodded and asked.

"Now."

Baker said this, then put down the hotel, walked to the sofa, and called the butler company that served the apartment owners directly with a landline.

soon.

A business helicopter docked on the roof of the building was starting to operate.

Not to mention helicopters, even if it is a submarine, as long as the owner has money, the butler company will find it as soon as possible and provide it to the owner for use.

Not long.

The business helicopter was launched, and professional pilots rushed to Jersey Airport in New Jersey with crosses.

Baker also returned home. After tidying up a little, he directly entered the [Void Attack] state with a plastic bag.

A dining car across the street of the building is very project-oriented.

There are two homeless people dressed in the garbage pipe in the building that transports garbage.

it is a pity.

Baker did not transport the garbage left by the cross directly through the garbage pipe, but threw it into a trash can in an alley after passing a block.

after.

Baker looked at the watch on his wrist, thought for a while, and then prepared to buy a watch for himself again.

Logically speaking, it is rare to confirm this matter through a watch, but just in case, Baker felt that he should still listen to the advice given by the cross.

the next day.

afternoon.

When Baker came to the textile factory, he learned from the tinkerer that Shishibai was going to perform the first mission in his assassin career tonight.

But there is only so much news that the tinkerer knows.

Only Sloan, who is responsible for interpreting the fate loom, and the assassin who is carrying out the mission, knows the name of the target.

But this time, stupid white is an exception.

The fox who was in charge of taking him also knew, and the fox knew, and naturally, Baker also knew.

Rob Dean Darden.

An investor living in Brooklyn is not of the same level as an investor like Baker who is on Wall Street.

Baker invested no less than five million, and the largest investment of this Robert Dean Darden was only two million.

In the restaurant of the textile factory, the tinkerers are opening, and there is a bet every time a new assassin has a task for the first time.

Baker listened to everyone's bet amount, took out his wallet, took out a piece of Franklin from it and said, "I'm the one."

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

Why don’t you make money? If it weren’t for considering that these goods had no savings, Baker could have completely gone bankrupt.

really.

Shishi Bai did not shoot, but asked a question in the pharmacist's pond that he shouldn't have asked as an assassin.

"What did he do to die?"

"I don't know what bad thing he did."

"I don't know how evil he is."

"I don't know."

"We receive orders from the textile machine, fate, we can only blindly believe that what we are doing is right and kill people we don't know at all. I don't know if I can do it."

Wesley looked at the standing fox and asked a question from the heart.

The fox had no expression on his face.

"You have failed."

“…hero.”

Wesley leaned out from the pond and looked at the black-haired Baker who was walking in from outside, and his eyes shrank slightly and shouted Baker's code name.

Baker stood beside the fox and looked at Wesley who was bathing in the pond. He said to the fox in a faint tone: "The rotten wood can never become wood, and a piece of soft mud cannot be pasted onto the wall."

Said.

Baker looked at Wesley, and the corner of his mouth slightly turned: "By the way, I haven't thank you yet."

Wesley was stunned: "...thank me?"

Baker nodded: "Of course, the tinkerers just opened the market, betting if you dare to shoot, I won, one Franklin won nine Franklins, good, keep going."

Wesley's face was chilling: "Hero, what do you mean?"

Baker looked at Wesley with a hint of anger on his face and ignored it. The angry one of the weak is just an incompetent and angry. When a man gets angry, he will have three steps of blood. When the weak one gets angry, there is nothing wrong with it.

The fox glanced at Baker, then hugged his arms and told a story blankly toward Wesley.

A story about a little girl.

About twenty years ago, there was a ten-year-old girl whose father was a federal judge, so the little girl also thought that she would become a judge when she grew up. After all, this is considered a tradition.

The son of a politician will be a politician in the future, the son of a businessman will be a businessman in the future, and the son of a banker will be a banker in the future.

However, at Christmas, the little girl's father was in charge of a fraud case. The defendant wanted to change to a soft-hearted judge who could be bought by them, so they hired someone to visit the little girl's father.

The result can be imagined.

After the little girl joined the [Brotherhood], she realized that the person's name was guided by fate, but because the assassin at that time also did not take action because he was soft-hearted.

The little girl is a fox.

"I don't know how far-reaching the decisions we make will have on the future. Maybe, if you kill one person, you can save a thousand people."

"This is the law of the [Brotherhood]!"

“That’s exactly what we believe, so we do these things.”

"If you can't do it, maybe you should leave here, this is not your world."

After saying that.

The fox turned around and walked towards the door.

Outside the door.

Baker looked at the fox thoughtfully and said, "So, are you lying to me or are you lying to this stupid white man?"

The fox also told Baker about her life experience.

But compared with this story, there are completely two different versions.

But Baker believes that the version he heard is the real one.

The fox smiled and said nothing.
Chapter completed!