These flirtatious words, combined with the face covered by thick makeup, immediately reminded Du Wei of who this girl was.

Tyri, a dust girl who is controlled by the forces of the Bear Country.

It is also the beginning of the idea of evoking the desire of the avenger to protect the weak.

Speaking of which, Tyri's final ending will be like Augustine's, being abandoned after pregnancy.

Or after being played with worthless, they are sold directly to those vagabonds who can't marry wives at the price of slaves.

And the source of all this tragedy is the scum who controls the women.

Speaking of which, one of the seats at the high table is from the country of bears.

Then it is self-evident who stands behind this huge network of interests.

Du Wei withdrew his gaze from the car that was following, pushed open the door and looked into the corner of the bridge restaurant.

There was a black man with a shaved head and a black shirt, scrutinizing a book.

Du Wei's looking gaze immediately caused him to look up.

His eyes instantly erupted with a sharp look like a falcon, and even gave people a feeling of dull pain in his eyes.

If the average person makes eye contact with him, he will definitely not last more than three seconds and will have to turn his gaze elsewhere.

But Du Wei smiled at him as if he didn't notice anything, then walked straight to his table, pulled out a chair and asked:

"There's no one here, right? You don't mind if I'm sitting here, do you? ”

The black man said to Du Wei with a blank face:

"Nobody, sit down."

Du Wei sat down, pushed the metal cutlery beside him aside, and then looked at the black man in front of him, that is, McKel.

He pointed to the girl who was long gone outside the window and said:

"You know her, Tyri?"

McKel noticed something unusual, and he frowned slightly and asked:

"Who the hell are you?"

Du Wei smiled slightly:

"I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Du Wei, and I am an intern doctor at Princeton University Hospital, and I basically do everything."

Speaking of this, Du Wei deliberately looked left and right, and then lowered his voice and said:

"But behind the scenes, I'm an undercover agent who was placed at a high table by the Salvation Alliance.

You've heard of the High Table Table, right? ”

Hearing Du Wei's words, McKel subconsciously glanced at the electronic watch on his wrist, and then at the neat table knife next to him.

Finally, he looked back at the young man in front of him who seemed to be sick.

He pondered for a moment before he spoke:

"If you have a brain problem, I suggest you see a psychiatrist instead of harassing me here."

Du Wei was not angry, but smiled at the corner of his mouth:

"Mr. McKel, I do have a brain disease, but it's not mental illness, it's brain cancer."

McKel's pupils shrank, his breathing was slightly rapid, and his hand holding the book suddenly tensed, he was ready to make a move!

How did this strange guy in front of him find out his name?

This guy looked into him!

Could it be that his fake death has been discovered?!

For a moment, McKale's mind flashed through a myriad of possibilities.

They have even figured out how to take advantage of the power outage to kill people without leaving a trace in the dark of the store.

But Dewey's next sentence made McKale give up on the perfect kill he had just planned.

"Hey, don't rush to do it, I know I'm afraid I won't survive a second under your hands.

But we're not enemies, and we're sorry, but you'll have to investigate you before we can find you.

My team has the most powerful AI system in the world, and as long as you've been under the camera, you won't be able to escape our eyes.

So if we're going to kill you, we can't choose the most dangerous interview method, right? ”

McKel didn't answer, he just closed the old man in his hand with the sea, and said calmly:

"If you've looked into me, you should know I've quit."

Du Wei looked at McKel with a smile:

"Really? What if the girl named Tyri goes missing? ”

Hearing this, McKel's eyes sharpened again:

"If you dare to touch her......"

Du Wei interrupted without waiting for McKel to finish threatening:

"No, no, no, of course it won't be me, I'm a good person.

It's just that underage women like Terri are under their control, and I'm afraid death is the easiest way to get out.

So back to the question, you've heard of the high table, right? That ubiquitous black hand? ”

McKel was silent.

He naturally knew about the existence of the high table, and he also knew that the power of the high table was intricate, and he already had a deep connection with the upper echelons of the beautiful country.

Even the members of parliament have quite a few of them.

Not to mention the system of agents everywhere.

The inside has long been corroded to the ground, and the truly righteous agents are estimated to have to open up to them.

This disappointing erosion was one of the reasons for his decision to retire.

But he didn't understand the purpose of the young man in front of him when he mentioned the high table, so he could only remain silent.

Seeing that McKel was silent, Du Wei continued:

"If you don't want any more young girls like Tyri to go astray.

I welcome you here, and we need people like you with a sense of justice to join.

To deal with the existence of such a high table, it is far from being possible to rely on the law.

The law is just a friendly reminder to them.

So, what I want to do is...... Fight violence with violence! ”

After hearing Du Wei's words, the first thought in McKel's mind was, 'This guy is crazy!' ’

He felt that the person in front of him said that he had brain cancer, and he was not just talking.

Want to go head-to-head with a raised table? There are few tumors in my brain, and I really don't have the courage to do this.

But anyone who knows anything about the High Table understands how powerful it really is.

For a moment, McCale didn't know whether to say whether the guy in front of him, who claimed to be Du Wei, was ignorant, fearless, or stupid.

Or is he not concerned about this world at all, so he can give it a go?

McKale can only continue to choose silence in the face of such a topic.

He was tired of the bloody past, and he just wanted a peaceful life now...... Nothing more.

Seeing that McKel was still silent, Du Wei did not look discouraged in the slightest, he knew that McKel would join them sooner or later.

It's just a matter of time.

Dewey put Finch's business card on the table and pushed it with his hand:

"This is our business card, if you want to help, call the phone number above and report my name.

You'll get unexpected help. ”

After speaking, Du Wei didn't say anything more, and turned around and left directly.

After Du Wei left, McKale held up the business card on the table and pondered it in front of him for a few seconds, then casually threw it into the trash.

That kind of life, he has long been gone.

But Du Wei came to the door and still sounded the alarm for him, and his location had been exposed.

After spending another day here, and after saying goodbye to Tyri, he's leaving the city and hiding in the city again.

McKel, who had packed up his things and was about to leave, suddenly picked up the business card from the trash can and tucked it between the pages.

It's also good to be prepared.

Du Wei, who was standing in the dark on the corner and observing the situation in the restaurant, smiled at this scene.

Some people have things in their bones that will never change.

Then Dewey dialed Finch's phone:

"I've foreseen some interesting images again, would you like to hear about them?"