To outsiders, Booker and Sloane's smile seemed to be sympathetic to each other.

But......

Both of them have evil intentions.

Booker naturally needless to say, from the beginning to the present, the purpose is to break into the interior of the textile factory, and then, in order to cooperate with George and others outside to eliminate this evil killer organization in one fell swoop.

Naturally, Booker, who finally got in, is unlikely to leave.

At the very least, it is impossible to find out the personnel information of the textile factory.

As for the factory director, Sloan?

Although Booker has completed the assessment task, and Booker is also introduced by a very reputable broker, even if the factory director Sloan has accepted Booker, the factory director Sloan does not believe Booker 100%.

At least tomorrow's news will come out before Sloane, the factory director, will really believe Booker.

As for why Booker was brought into the textile mill in advance?

This is the art of management.

On the bright side, Booker has completed the task under his nose, and if he has to wait, it will give people the feeling that he doesn't believe Booker.

What's more, now the textile mill is really in a stormy stage, and there is a shortage of good hands.

So......

On the one hand, to give the necessary respect to the 'talent', anyway, the person has already arrived in his factory, if there is really anything to do, it is also very convenient to solve it on the spot.

Isn't it?

As for Wesley?

Wesley, naturally, stayed where he was, observing the subsequent moves of the New York Police Department.

The death of a civilian and the death of a police detective are two different concepts.

After sending Booker to the room, Firefox returned to the office of the factory manager, Sloan, and after closing the door, he looked at the factory director Sloane, who seemed to be talking to Wesley on the phone.

"Got it."

Sloane, the director of the factory, who was sitting in his seat smoking a cigar, saw Firefox coming, ended the call with Wesley, looked at Firefox sitting on the sofa, and said, "All twenty-one bridges in Manhattan have been raised. ”

This is a regular operation.

Again, that's the same sentence.

If a civilian dies, then the investigation is the basic operation, and the death of a police officer, code name 999, but if a police detective dies, then the raising of all 21 bridges is also the most basic operation.

Not to mention, this time, the detective was still in his own home, and was brutally injured by the murderer's invasion.

Firefox snorted and looked at the factory director, Sloan: "Do you think he has no problem?" ”

The factory director, Sloane, smiled and said, "People were killed right under your nose." ”

Firefox was expressionless: "Yes, but there is no need for him to get a headshot." ”

Sloane, the director of the factory, shook his head: "Vivien has found me information about him, and his characteristics, in addition to liking to kill people with daggers, are like to blow up the target's head with a gun, which is very reasonable." ”

Firefox got up: "It's fine if you think it's okay, but you really think that he can help us deal with the cross, and we already have Wesley." ”

Sloan, the factory manager, smiled: "Multiple plans, after all, are good, aren't they?" Observe him for the past two days. ”

Firefox glanced at Sloane, the factory manager, expressionlessly, and then, with a nod, turned around and left the office.

The next day.

Booker woke up feeling refreshed.

Although New Jersey is a real suburban area for a New Yorker like him, it has to be said that the air in the suburbs is definitely a little fresher than in the city.

Booker's room was on the fifth floor of the castle, and when you opened the window, you could see at a glance the large lawn under the castle, and at this moment, there was already a beautiful and dangerous fox doing morning exercises on the lawn.

"Early."

Booker went downstairs and walked to the Firefox who was wearing a tracksuit, doing push-ups on the lawn, showing off his very material body, and threw a shot by the way: "Insight." ”

This time, Insight gave a different message.

【Ding! 】

[Name: "Fawkes!"] ”】

[Level: "45"]

[HP: "450/450"]

[Status: "Pseudo-Extraordinary"]

[Faction: "Stranger"]

[Affiliation: "Brotherhood!"] ”】

【Skill List:】

["Advanced Driving Skills": Normal skills, all-terrain driving skills, drifting corners, tail flicking, and even, you can temporarily hold the vehicle in the air (can be learned!) ）】

["Advanced Gun Throwing Technique": Extraordinary (pseudo) skills, at the moment of shooting, change the trajectory of the bullet to achieve the purpose of accurate and efficient strike, even if you hide behind an obstacle, you will definitely not be able to bear my shot! (Learnable!) ）】

["Advanced Camouflage": Normal skills, if necessary, you can disguise and turn into a man, or...... Become a woman (learnable!) ）】

【……】

Really!

Booker looked at the content of the extra insight above Firefox's head, raised an eyebrow, and said a secret sigh in his heart, and then, thinking of when he had just joined the New York Police Department.

I think back then, Booker also got the letter of appointment, and then he saw the skills that George and Beckett and others carried that could be learned by him.

Later, Booker tried to go to Casillas's side, intending to use this method to learn what kind of mirror art he had.

But......

He ran over there and saw a loneliness.

Booker gradually came to a conjecture that this list of skills available for him to learn would only appear in the same camp, and there was no way to learn it if it wasn't in the same camp.

Now?

This is a complete proof of Booker's point of view.

That's great.

can kill two birds with one stone, and there can be unexpected surprises, this undercover plan is too worthwhile.

"Good morning."

Firefox got up, glanced at Booker, who was standing in front of her with his hands in his pockets, and noticed Booker's gaze: "Is there anything wrong?" ”

Booker smiled: "Firefox, we're colleagues now." ”

Firefox seemed to think of something, and his face was expressionless: "I don't like to drink in the morning. ”

Booker laughed: "I occasionally have a cup of bourbon, but, this is not what I want to say, I learned from Vivien, the textile factory, there is a unique marksmanship, now, I am also my own person, so, can I learn, after all, this is also a reason why I promised Vivian to join you." ”

"Then you should go to Sloane."

"No, no, no."

Booker shook his head: "I have a habit of being taught by beautiful women, I can always get started quickly, and what others teach, I always can't learn anything, so, can you teach me?" ”

Firefox frowned, looked at Booker, and didn't speak.

And then......

Firefox walked straight to the office of the factory director, Sloane: "I need to ask Sloane!" ”

Booker: "......"