"What?"

"What did you take from inside the textile mill."

“……”

Wesley looked up at Ms. Hand, who was sitting opposite, and was silent for a while, frowning, "I didn't bring anything." ”

Miss Hand smiled.

"Didn't bring anything?"

"If you didn't bring anything, the killers wouldn't have taken you alive, they'd just kill you."

"Kid, do you know how much trouble you're in right now?"

Being able to provoke the entire industry to be banned, let alone the assassin world, even in other industries, this situation is rare.

And it's still required to be caught alive.

If it weren't for Wesley's worth, he probably wouldn't have believed that an assassin would become a kidnapper.

Wesley shook his head and said, "I really didn't take anything." ”

I really didn't take anything.

Not to mention things, not even money, not even a penny, you may not believe it, I'm afraid I'm the poorest assassin ever.

Wesley's remark made Ms. Hande believe it even more.

Again, that's the same sentence.

If Wesley didn't have anything of value, then the Intercontinental ban order was a death order, not a life order.

After all......

Wesley broke the rules of the trade.

Yes.

Ms. Hand made another move, taking out a photograph taken from the file and the inside of the toilet at New York's JFK International Airport, and placing it in front of Wesley.

"You should know this person, right?"

"......" Wesley's eyes fell on the photo, and his eyes shrank in an instant: "This is what you killed, who are you?" ”

"We are law enforcement agencies." Ms. Hande said expressionlessly: "Peek Wasky was found dead in the airport toilet five hours ago, through surveillance, we found a disposable mobile phone that he discarded in the airport trash can, through technical recovery, we traced the last phone that came in, it was yours." ”

Wesley was slightly stunned.

The next second.

Wesley suddenly remembered a remark that Peek Wasky had said to him during a phone conversation with Peek Waski.

Peek Wasky also thinks he took something.

But......

Wesley covered his forehead a little frantically: "I swear to God, I really didn't take anything, and besides, I obviously have already killed the Brotherhood, why, why ......"

"It was because you destroyed the Brotherhood that you stabbed the hornet's nest."

Seeing this, Lady Hand got up and looked at Wesley, "We can only protect you here for twenty-four hours, and if you don't say anything, we can't provide you with shelter, maybe, I should find someone to come and talk to you about your current situation." ”

After speaking.

Ms. Hand, who had given the ultimatum, left the information she had just brought with her, and then left the door, and after walking out, Ms. Hande took out her mobile phone and dialed a call.

The phone is connected.

"Hey!" Barbara's voice came from the phone.

Ms. Hand said, "Sister, I'm not coming back tonight, I asked a friend to go to the movies. ”

"Okay, got it."

The phone hangs up.

Ms. Hand pinched her phone, then walked over the hall.

Intercontinental Hotel.

After Barbara hung up the phone, she took a sip of the wine in her hand, looked up at the more than a few assassins who were looking this way not far away, and showed a playful smile on her cold expression: "It's fun to eavesdrop on the old lady's mobile phone." ”

Several Assassins did not answer.

After being run away by Wesley, Barbara turned back to the Intercontinental Hotel, an hour after the wanted warrant went into effect.

Soon it will be dark.

But......

Wesley, however, suddenly disappeared without a trace as if he had evaporated from the world.

Nature.

It is understandable for everyone to suspect that Barbara, who has become a platinum under the pseudonym, after all, Barbara is the last person to see Wesley.

Of course.

Suspicion does not mean confirmation, and confirmation requires evidence.

It's not.

In order to prove her innocence, Barbara went straight back to the Intercontinental Hotel, and then did it directly on the sofa in the lobby, saying that Wesley's incident had nothing to do with her, she just happened to be unlucky.

Barbara had already thought of her words, just like many Assassins thought, she was thinking about using her beauty to temporarily stabilize Wesley, and then flicked her tail behind, and when the time came, she directly tied Wesley to receive the bounty.

But who would have wanted this to happen.

Barbara is not worried that her undercover identity will be exposed, she is also the face assassin of a high-table group, and she is not worried about the accountability of Tiber Island at all, as long as there is no full evidence, she will live a stable life.

Time passed slowly, and soon night fell on the Big Apple, and countless Assassins were scattered on the ground and underground of New York City in search of Wesley's traces.

It was ten o'clock in the evening.

Six hours had passed since the wanted warrant went into effect, and Wesley's whereabouts were still a mystery, as if he had become invisible, and he had completely lost his trace after entering the underground tunnels.

"It's almost time."

Baker, who had already taken a shower and changed into a set of pajamas, walked back to the terrace, opened the phone case in his hand, took out the disposable phone inside, and made a call.

"Hello?" The phone was answered by a woman's voice.

"The God of Lights, Wesley Gibbs is said to have taken away from the textile mill a sacred artifact of the Tiber Island Assassin League, and after he jumped out of the car, he was picked up by the people of S.H.I.E.L.D., who had been looking for an opportunity to prepare."

“…… What, who are you? ”

"Toot toot!"

After Baker said this, he didn't wait for the person on the other side of the phone to react, he hung up the phone and walked into the living room from the terrace.

Microwave oven start.

Burst!

Yikes!

Baker turned on the microwave, removed the body parts of his disposable phone from it, and threw them directly into the pool.

The garbage shredder starts.

Not much.

The disposable mobile phone, which had been roasted for a while and softened a little, turned into foam under the action of a high-powered garbage powder machine, and was washed into the sewer pipe by the water flow.

An hour later.

Beck, sensing that the time was almost up, took Jairo Moulton's special cell phone from his bosom and called Barbara.

The phone is connected.

"Hey."

"You want to know what Wesley has in his hands, look for the God of Lights, I received news here, the God of Lights already has this information."

“…… The god of lights? ”

"Yes, we don't owe each other any more, Platinum, goodbye."

said.

Baker hung up again, then edited a text message and sent it to Jane Fox, who now doesn't know where he was, with his new phone number, and then took out the SIM card and put it in the microwave.

Poof!

The phone card was damaged again under the action of microwaves.

Baker took it out of it, threw it directly into the trash can next to it, and then replaced himself with a new mobile phone number.

If the game scene is not a little bigger, how can this water be muddy.

If the water is not muddy.

How do you touch fish in troubled waters?

……