"Really?" Frank replied noncommittally, tapping the index finger of his right hand lightly on the armrest of the sofa, the expression on his face was unpredictable, but his mind was thinking quickly. Frank is not stupid to be a bigwig and has such a big whitewashed company on Manhattan Island, on the contrary, he is very shrewd.

In a fit of rage, he suspected that the restless Parker Robbins had done it, but now that he had calmed down and thought about it seriously, it wouldn't do Parker Robbins any good in doing so. Moreover, these four ruined transactions were all only killing people and not taking goods, which is obviously not black eating black, but purposeful revenge.

Although the police have not yet released the details of the five large-scale and deadly 'gang fights' that have occurred in the past half a month, Frank has a high-level 'insider' in the police station, and whenever the police find anything, they will be reported to Frank as soon as possible.

At the scene of four of them, there were many traces of grenade explosions, and the police reconstructed the attack process after a lot of investigation, first using a sniper rifle to snipe from a distance, then using an unknown device to fire the grenade far away and very accurately, and finally using the guns of those gang members to chase down the survivors and the injured.

In another attack, there were few traces of flames, suspected to have been committed with a high-temperature weapon. The results of the five attacks showed that the number of attackers was small, and the single digits could even be one person.

But the speculation of 'one person' was first passed, and no one thought that one person could kill so many armed gangsters without being harmed. It turns out that Frank doesn't believe it either, but a month ago, his son came back from an outing, and the next day he suddenly had a strange illness, and his whole body was covered with scabs, like chrysalis wrapped in Chris.

Before the ambulance arrived, the chrysalis cracked, and Chris was safe and sound, and suddenly had a very magical ability to control the red hurricane, which made Frank overjoyed, and immediately transformed the basement into a training ground, so that his son could familiarize himself with his abilities inside.

He has seen Chris's lethality, and after turning into the wind, although he can't achieve the achievement of 'coming without a shadow and going without a trace' because of the hurricane's red color, when you see it, he will already fly in front of you, and he can directly knock people into the air, or use a sharp hurricane to smash people like just now, which is crisper than a meat grinder, and one person can easily defeat one or twenty heavily armed people.

So listening to Parker Robbins, he began to wonder if that Damon's companion had the same strange ability as his son to kill so many of his men. After thinking about it in his heart for a while, Frank spoke: "I know, you go back first, pick up the goods if you want, don't make any small moves, you know?" ”

After a few casual knocks to let Parker Robbins leave, after the door to the reception room closed, Chris couldn't wait to say, "Dad, let me kill that wrecking guy." ”

"Chris..."Frank's voice suddenly rose, so that Chris, who was dancing with his forehand, immediately stood up obediently, and Frank continued: "Don't think about doing everything yourself, then what do you need your subordinates to do?" The superior is to sit firmly behind the scenes, let his subordinates charge for you, and let them take the blame and take themselves out if something happens. Remember, if something happens to you, your subordinates are more likely to think about how to take your place than to rescue you and continue to call the shots. ”

"Oh!" Chris nodded, indicating that he had listened.

Frank nodded with a smile on his face, stood up, didn't look at the messy conference room, and said as he walked out, "I spend so much money on those greedy guys every year, not just to turn a blind eye to my actions, but to be of use when I need them." ”

Chris followed behind in a daze, a little confused.

Frank stopped in the corridor, turned to look at the tall buildings and houses crowded out the window, and said: "We must learn to borrow the power of the official to fight the opponent, just like this time, it is not the people on the road who fight for territory, it is completely possible to let the police department take care of it, after all, we are also taxpayers, they have the obligation to ensure our safety, what we have to do is to provide them with clues to the murderer." ”

"Oh!" Chris still nodded with a vague understanding, and Frank waved his hand at him: "Keep training, only by becoming stronger can you fight for more say in this city." ”

Hearing this, Chris hurriedly dropped a sentence of "Dad, goodbye!" He turned into a red whirlwind and blew towards the other side of the corridor, and he preferred to float around the basement more than to listen to his father's lectures, destroying things and so on.

Seeing Chris go away, Frank's eyes became gloomy, and the transparent glass window in front of him seemed to become a mirror, revealing the image of a fat bald man, making Frank, who was standing in the empty corridor, whisper viciously: "With Chris, I will definitely be able to replace you, Fisk." ”

Three days later, the police department held a press conference to report on the five consecutive large-scale gang fights in the past six months. Most of the people who died were gang members, and it is likely that they were vendettas or revenge, and the perpetrators were few in number, accurate marksmanship, and professionally trained.....

At the end of the briefing, the police spokesman vowed to ensure that all forces and efforts would be used to solve the case and that the murderer would never go unpunished......

Grell lay on the soft bed, nibbling on an apple in his mouth, listening to the spokesman's nonsense on TV. In the past half a month, he has obviously dispatched four times, where did he come from the fifth time, could it be that there happened to be a gang fight, which caused the police to deviate from the direction of detection?

But that's fine, let them go to the ethereal trained professionals, the big daddy's network has killed thirty percent, under the threat of death, there is always no shortage of traitors, in the four attacks, it was learned that Frank Amik's location was a financial company in the Midtown Circle, in fact, it was used to launder these huge assets of unknown origin.

While Grell was lying in bed waiting for Uncle Jimmy's dinner, Jimmy Wu was wearing a chef's outfit and standing in his room, and on the monitor in the wall in front of him, Adjutant Hill in a tight black uniform was announcing a new mission: "The Chief has ordered him to go to M25 in Harlem." ”

PS: I helped people move today, and I didn't come back until eight or nine o'clock, and I was almost tired, so I owe a chapter today and make up for it tomorrow.