The spirit of the international...

Tsk, in fact, he doesn't have such a thing.

With a truly international spirit, he went with Mr. Clifford to find Mr. Lie in Switzerland.

Zhang Huaisheng said helplessly: "Mike is also very good, and he has helped me a lot in the past few days in Boston." ”

He paused slightly, and then said, "Sir, Mr. McCarney asked me to come this time. I need people I can trust to herd and tend to the crops. ”

"Zhang, just call me Thompson."

Thompson smiled and said, "Since it was Mr. McCarney's request, of course it's fine." As for your request, we Celts love the land in a way that is not matched by the bandits, and we are good at herding cattle and tending to the crops in the fields. ”

Zhang Huaisheng said: "In addition, I also want to buy some arms for self-defense, rifles, pistols, machine guns, and even artillery, you can do it, the budget is tentatively set at 10,000 US dollars, Mr. Thompson, do you have any channels?" ”

10,000 dollars, if you are on some arms black market, I am afraid you will not be able to buy much at all.

That's why channels are needed.

"Self-defense? Artillery? ”

Thompson was a little dumbfounded: "Listen to me man, the Yankees' National Guard is not very powerful, but if you do something to bombard the town, it will be easy for them to crush you." ”

Zhang Huaisheng hurriedly explained: "Of course, it won't bombard the town... I didn't plan to start an uprising in America. I bought artillery, and I really only used it for self-defense, so I needed a small-caliber, high-accuracy rapid-fire gun. ”

"I led some of the Order's forces and established a small base in Texas, but as you know, there are many threats there. Gangs, Ku Klux Klans, Mexican stowaways, hordes of werewolves, all sorts of monsters, I need some high-powered weapons. ”

"I see."

Thompson expressed understanding.

Compared to Massachusetts, Texas is a wild place.

"That's fine, I can take it for you."

Thompson added: "But I also need your favor, this favor is still dangerous, I don't ask you to do something, just show up and make some efforts." ”

Zhang Huaisheng nodded and said, "Please speak." ”

Thompson asked, "Do you know about the Boston killers who have been in a big swing lately?" ”

"I just heard about it this morning."

"Hah, you're not well informed, it's hot news in Boston."

Zhang Huaisheng smiled awkwardly, but he didn't think this was any hot news, at least, at the rally, people were discussing the European War, and no one mentioned the murder at all.

"Unlike the dead who were mostly engaged in the wind and moon industry in the back; The first deceased was a very clean, kind, and beautiful girl. ”

Thompson grimaced with a look of regret: "Her father is one of our most important patrons, he is also a Celtic, he worked hard in Boston in the early years, made a lot of money, and is now working in the textile industry. ”

"It's been days since he asked us to track down the killer, but as you know, the Order's power in Boston isn't very strong, with only a handful of Sequence 8... Mr. McCartney is the only Sequence 7, but he can't get out of 'that street' easily. ”

"Listen to Mike, you also have the equivalent of Sequence 7. So, even if you don't come today, I'd like to ask you for a favor. ”

"How dangerous is this case?"

If Zhang Huaisheng wants arms, he can actually use Pei Yuanqiao's strength.

He didn't have to ask Thompson for help.

"We've already broken a Sequence 8, the same skin was peeled off, and we died a terrible death."

Thompson was very honest, and he said very sincerely, "I only want you to go to her father's house, and if you are in danger, you can always get out of the way—besides, she has a lot of money from her father, and he has some very valuable and extraordinary items, and if you can catch the murderer, you will definitely get a large reward." ”

Zhang Huaisheng thought for a moment and nodded in agreement: "Okay, I'm willing to take over this commission." ”

It doesn't matter if you are paid or not.

The main reason is that the murderer is so mad that he has killed fifteen young women in succession, and as a person of high moral character, he really can't sit idly by.

"Great!"

Thompson slapped his palm: "To be honest, Lisa is really kind, she didn't deserve to die so miserably, and I sincerely thank you for making such a choice." ”

"By the way, you haven't had lunch yet, have you?"

Zhang Huaisheng nodded: "Well, so I ordered a piece of pasta and fried fish - I paid for it." ”

"To hell with those damn pasta and fish nuggets."

Thompson put his arm around Zhang Huaisheng's shoulder: "I invite you to eat authentic Irish stew and smoked salmon." ”

He lifted the lid on the gas stove next to him, and the aroma suddenly overflowed.

In the pot, there are goat meat, potato wedges, carrots, onions, and peas.

Perhaps because of the cheese, the soup is thick and makes you feel more appetizing.

Thompson filled a large plate of broth and brought a stack of smoked salmon to the table next to him: "Come and try it, this is my specialty." ”

Zhang Huaisheng picked up a spoon and scooped up a piece of goat meat, and as soon as he put it in his mouth, his face suddenly changed.

It's really delicious!

Zhang Huaisheng carried the spoon like flying.

He ate New Orleans Street burritos this morning and last night, and they weren't a good food, and the hard, crispy bread wasn't to his taste.

It would be much better if you changed to Donghua's kind of egg pancakes.

Looking at Zhang Huaisheng, who was gulping down, Thompson showed a hearty laugh: "I knew you would like it, compared to us Celts, the taste of the Ansars is like eating pig food." ”

Thompson has never concealed his ill will towards the Anglo-Saxons.

Just like the vast majority of the Irish and Gaelic in this day.

...

In the afternoon.

Zhang Huaisheng followed Thompson's guidance to a high-class wealthy area near the interior of Boston.

Far from the industrial areas along the coast, the air is much better, and it's not as noisy as the slums.

"This is indeed a rich man."

Standing outside the iron gate of a luxury villa, Zhang Huaisheng couldn't help but sigh.

The villa is very ornately decorated, and directly opposite the iron gate, there is a three-person statue of the god of steam, which is beautifully carved and lifelike.

Two bodyguards with loaded guns blocked his way, watching him warily.

Zhang Huaisheng said: "I asked Mr. Levi to come to Thompson for me. ”

One of the bodyguards looked at Zhang Huaisheng quietly, and said to his companion: "You go and report, I'll look at him." ”

The intuition brought by his years of experience as a bodyguard told him that the visitor in front of him was a very dangerous character.

Soon, the bodyguards came out.

He said to his companion, "Let him in, and Mr. Levi will ask him to go up." ”

Zhang Huaisheng followed the bodyguard to the study on the second floor.

The main person to be seen on this trip sat on a chaise longue in the study, holding a pipe in his hand.

The room was eerie.

Mr. Levi had gray sideburns, a thin face, and a rimless round glasses with slightly reddened eyes.

His face was very bad, and he looked like he had been in a state of grief for a long time, which had caused a great threat to his health.

He first waved his hand away from the bodyguard before saying to Zhang Huaisheng: "Why did Thompson send a Donghua man, can you use witchcraft to help me find the murderer of my daughter?" ”

"Witchcraft?"

"I'm sorry, but I don't know how to do sorcery. I'm following the orthodox path, equivalent to Sequence 7, and if I can't, Mr. Thompson won't be able to help you more. ”

Wiccane is a general term for the extraordinary power possessed by the various indigenous people in the Western colonial world, which was originally a neutral term, but over time, it has gradually taken on a derogatory connotation.