Vout Jake Fake!

Compared with Barbara, who had a confused expression at the moment, in fact, Baker was also a little confused when he thought about this before.

But it didn't take long for Baker to figure it out.

What kind of reputation did the Red Devils have to be known for their backs to light.

Known for his powerful intelligence, with his superb means and intelligence complementing each other, he transcended the criminal world and achieved the status of the gatekeeper of the dark world.

But......

No amount of information will be used up one day, after all, it has been many years since the Red Devils left the light.

Naturally, he needs to be able to replenish his intelligence in a timely manner, and what intelligence can be more valuable than the various assassination intelligence of the CIA over the years?

Baker should have thought of it a long time ago.

After all, the headquarters of Damocles Enterprises is located in Washington, D.C., and even the straight-line distance from Langley is only thirty kilometers.

One is an organization that uses its funding to fan the flames around the world.

One is an organization that kills people all over the world by taking orders.

Wow.

It's a perfect match, disguising themselves as real Assassins, so that the scandal of their assassination will be greatly reduced.

And......

With Damocles, they were even able to operate internally and carry out the operation of embezzling the money.

Baker had long wondered why the head of an Assassin Order would do this kind of embezzlement of employees' pensions as much as digging his own graves.

But at the moment, it seems that this is what kind of self-digging grave, which is clearly the traditional art of the CIA since its establishment.

And.

Baker also figured out what some people in the C.I.A. were thinking.

Retired Assassins are also bloodstained Assassins, and killing them not only has no psychological burden, but also allows them to report and get a share of the credit.

Christ Jesus.

Baker couldn't help but sigh, who said that the Federation is becoming more and more less intelligent now, and the people he meets now are all smart people.

And if it weren't for Baker's penchant for nothing to ponder, I'm afraid he would have been tricked by the Red Devils and had to give up the identity of Jairo Moulton.

Shoveled a killer organization in the CIA that opened money and laundered money?

Hehe.

This will be hunted down by the CIA's group of madmen all over the world, and it is the kind that works from morning to night, from the beginning of the year to the end of the year.

High!

It's really high!

It is probably for this reason that the Red Devils will try to let Baker snipe the stupid pig when the Black Caesar is in trouble.

Very simple.

The Red Devils feel that Black Caesar is his friend, and Baker is not, so the Red Devils can sit back and watch Baker directly poke the CIA's hornet's nest, and some are unwilling to sit back and watch Black Caesar poke the CIA's hornet's nest.

The real target of the Red Devils is probably all the assassination files of the Damocles corporate headquarters since its establishment.

And that stupid pig Brute?

It shouldn't be a CIA person, after all, there is always a need to leave a scapegoat, sure enough, there is no wrong nickname in this world, stupid pig Brut deserves to be a stupid pig, I'm afraid from the beginning, he was secretly led by the CIA.

That's it.

Baker blinked and thought about the rumors of Vivien's presence in the Assassin Circle, if Vivien was a member of the CIA.

So......

The so-called rumors from various gossip are also not credible, and the reason why Vivien is like this is just to defile herself?

High.

It's really high!

Even the company that is ready to buy Damocles is probably a short company under the name of the CIA, the purpose is to change its identity, throw all the black cauldrons directly on the body of the Damocles company, and then start the pension farce again.

This......

The CIA is simply treating that new generation of assassins as leeks, cutting a stubble, and then another person to fertilize it, and then continue to cut.

Wait a minute.

Baker's eyes lit up as he walked out of a neighborhood near the library, and if he hadn't guessed wrong, the reason why the five high tables at the Intercontinental Hotel hadn't moved until now was probably because he had sensed something was wrong with the Damocles Enterprise.

Again, that's the same sentence.

Never since there was an Assassin in the industry had an Assassin company that looked so embarrassed.

Jingle bells!

Baker pulled out his phone.

"Hey!"

"Hey, hey, is what you just said true?"

"What do you think?"

"I ...... What do you mean by telling me? ”

"It's not interesting."

Baker's expression was faint, and he was angry after understanding the cause and effect of this incident.

Just as he warned the Red Devils in Central Park at the time, from the moment he entered the industry, all the guys or organizations that calculated him had been reunited in Mephisto's hell without exception.

Yes.

He was a Red Devil in his first year of junior high school, and Baker didn't mind doing fifteen.

Baker flagged down a taxi and went in, and when the taxi started, he said, "I didn't have a choice before, but now, I want to be a good person." ”

Barbara: "......"

Don't have a choice?

Good?

Hey, hey, big brother, you've got the wrong script.

Barbara complained speechlessly in her heart, and said with a bright smile: "Really, so, is this matter your vote?" ”

Baker said, "Sort of. ”

"That's good, the Assassin Organization's vote is to assassinate a chosen target in the presence of an old assassin, and our Aegis is a law enforcement agency, so this vote also needs to be changed."

"Tell me about it."

"First, go to us and take a polygraph, and then, tell us everything you know, and then ......"

"Goodbye!"

Baker interrupted Barbara's introduction, and then hung up the conversation directly, I'll skin it here, and you will follow it.

Really.

To put it mildly, Beck would rather join the snake shield than join the aegis, at least, in terms of decisiveness, the snake shield is more temperamental to him.

Baker shook his head a little helplessly, and then redialed Barbara's phone.

The phone is connected.

Barbara said angrily, "What, isn't it goodbye?" I warn you, Hairo, the old lady is not a tool......"

Baker interrupted again: "The Red Devils have set their sights on the Damocles enterprise, this information, believe it or not, hangs up, no, break off the relationship again." ”

After speaking.

Baker hung up again.

Speeding on a black car on the road.

Barbara's face turned black and white for a while, clenching her teeth tightly, making a rattling sound, and pinching the mobile phone in her hand.

Barbara opened the call log directly with some anger, found the phone call she had just received, and prepared to delete it directly.

After a while.

After Barbara edited this number to [Bastard 21], she gritted her teeth and clicked delete.

Damn bastards.

Damn Jairo Moulton.

You go and die.

The old lady will answer a phone call from you in the future, and the old lady will have your surname Moulton.

I said it.

Hum!