Three seconds after the tip of the Clown Erin's pen left the notebook.

On the slightly yellowed paper, a line of delicate handwriting appeared word by word.

It was as if someone had written the answer to Erin's question on a piece of paper with a pen in a space-time.

"Central Hall, Westminster, London, England!"

？？？？？

Looking at the handwriting that appeared on the [Question Notebook], there seemed to be several rows of question marks on the door of the clown Erin's head.

Almost subconsciously.

Erin the clown used divination to confirm whether the news was accurate.

"Is Alexander Pearce in Central Hall, Westminster, London, England?"

"Is Alexander Pearce ·······?"

Erin, the clown who got the same answer seven times in a row, couldn't help but sigh slightly when he looked at the line of handwriting displayed on the [Question Notebook].

Boy.

Is this Alexander Pierce so difficult that he has the ability to predict the unknown?

As soon as I wanted to have a good talk with the other party, the other party crossed half the world and appeared on the other side of the world.

Even if Arryn booked the nearest flight to London, England, it would take him more than half a day to get there.

And when the clown Arin arrives in London, England, maybe the other party will fly to that corner again.

I don't have time to play hide and seek with him!

It's no wonder that the other party has been able to make the declining Hydra prosperous over the years, and even became the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., eroding S.H.I.E.L.D. into a snake shield.

And as a secret service leader, he can still leave his post alive and well.

I have to say that this Alexander Pierce does have two brushes.

Don't say anything else.

This passive skill of dodging, Alexander Pierce is simply full!

···············

Because of the distance, plus some uncertainties.

Erin the Clown reluctantly put aside the idea of going to talk to Alexander Pierce, the creditor.

Since I can't talk to Alexander Pierce, the biggest creditor.

Then change the creditor!

Among the group that besieged him before.

In addition to the agents sent by Hydra, there are also those sought-after under Kim Ji.

Alexander Pierce ran too fast, and he couldn't find anyone for the time being, so Jin Ji, who was known as the underground emperor of New York, wouldn't have run away at this time!

Just when the clown Erin wanted to write down the name of Jin He in the [Question Notebook], so that the [Question Notebook] could tell him where Jin He was.

On the slightly yellowed [Question Notebook], such a question appeared.

"If you're going to die in three seconds, what's the last three seconds of your life that you would most like to do?"

Without hesitation, Erin the Clown wrote down such a sentence in his notebook.

"Clear your phone's browsing history!"

Erin the Clown's answer seemed to make the [Question Notebook] slightly stunned for a moment.

After a while.

The handwriting on the notebook is slowly disappearing?

"That's it?"

Erin the Clown looked at the "new" notebook after the handwriting disappeared, and seemed a little surprised at the light side effects of this [Question Notebook].

It's not challenging at all.

After pouting, Erin the Clown didn't ink either.

I simply wrote down the second question in my notebook.

"Where is the location of Wilson Fisk, the underground emperor of New York, known as 'Golden Consolidation'?"

After writing the second question, Erin reached for his phone and put it back in his pocket.

Same as before.

Three seconds after Erin's pen left the notebook.

On the slightly yellowed paper, a line of handwriting appeared again.

It clearly indicates the current location of the gold.

"Hell's Kitchen Fisk Building, minus three floors underground!"

Fisk Mansion!

Having spent so much time in Hell's Kitchen, Arryn certainly wouldn't be unaware of Hell's Kitchen's famed Fisk Mansion.

Fisk Mansion is located on the edge of Hell's Kitchen.

It is the tallest building in Hell's Kitchen, and it is also one of the brains of Konami.

This is both a symbol of King's status in Hell's Kitchen, and the Fisker Building, located on the edge of Hell's Kitchen, also heralds King's ambition to stand in Hell's Kitchen while looking to the rest of New York.

Jin Ji, who dominated Hell's Kitchen at the beginning and has not yet extended his tentacles to the whole of New York, will spend most of a month in this building that he built as his base camp.

Merely.

It's just that as Kim's business grew bigger and bigger, and his black empire began to dominate the whole of New York, the conflict between Kim's black empire and other gangsters in New York became more and more intense.

Those large gangsters who are unwilling to accept the rise of Jinhe, or are worried about being suppressed by the other party after the rise of Jinhe.

One after another, they started a desperate counterattack towards Jin He.

During that time.

Kim was assassinated dozens of times while staying in the Fisk Mansion.

There was even a time when an arms dealer in the arms smuggling business disguised himself as a cleaner and planted several powerful bombs in the Fisk building.

If it weren't for being Jin and noticing that something was wrong.

Stopped the explosion from happening.

That time, Kim estimated that he would have to be blown up into the sky along with the Fisk Building.

Since then, Kim's whereabouts have become more hidden.

Even, it rarely appears in the Fisk Building, which he used as his base camp.

Basically, everything was handled by the agent, Felix Manning, while he himself hid in the shadows, silently watching everything.

And this time.

Jin Ji, who should have been hidden elsewhere, appeared in the Fisk Building.

Through divination again, the clown Erin, who confirmed Kim and was in Fisk Mansion, flashed a trace of thought in his mind.

"Coincidentally, or is it rumored that Jin Ji, who rarely appears in the Fisk Mansion, has actually been staying in the Fisk Mansion secretly?"

"Is the safest place the most dangerous place?"

"Is this Jin He well versed in military theory?"

"However, it also makes it easier for me, so that I don't have to go around looking for people·······"

After giving an answer.

On the [Question Notebook], a question appeared again.

"If you're going to die in three seconds, in the last three seconds of your life, will you choose to delete the records on your phone or delete the data on your computer's hard drive?"

Faced with the [Question Notebook] questioning again, a sneer of disdain appeared on the clown Erin's face.

Do you still have to choose this question?

If it were me, of course I would choose to delete the learning materials from my computer.

When the clown Erin writes his answer.

Underneath his answer, a question mark suddenly appeared: "? ”。

"Why?"

As if feeling the confusion of the questioning notebook, the clown Erin wrote lightly in the notebook: "Is this still a choice?" ”

"Before you asked this question, I formatted my phone, and now there is no browsing history in this broken phone, in this case, I don't choose to delete the learning materials in the computer hard drive, isn't it stupid?"

After mocking the [Question Notebook].

Erin the Clown wrote in his notebook again: "I only asked two questions, but I answered three of your questions, so now, you owe me a question." ”

【Question Notebook】:"·······"

Long.

A slightly distorted word "good" appeared on the [Question Notebook].

After a long time, the distorted word "good" gradually faded and then disappeared.

"Smack!" With a bang, the clown Erin closed the [Question Notebook] with some disdain.

It's easy to cause social death if you say it's good, but if you don't answer the question that can't be done?

That's it?

Erin the Clown shook his head and received the Question Notebook into the Ring of Greed.

The previous owner of this [Question Notebook] is not good, and at first glance it is some honest people.

This kind of simple question can be killed.

It seems that we have to find a time to adjust this [Question Notebook] so that it understands the sinister nature of this world.

Otherwise.

If it keeps asking stupid questions in the future, won't it seem stupid to me, the master?

························

The location of the Fisk Mansion is still very high.

So, almost as soon as Erin looked up, he saw the tallest building in Hell's Kitchen.

"Well, since you've decided to deal with Kim and that guy, let's make some preparations first!"

For example, go borrow some ammo first.

Erin the Clown, doesn't want to put on any unprepared show.

A few minutes later, Arryn walked out of a gangster stronghold in Hell's Kitchen, backpack on his back.

In that building, all kinds of disgusting aura, have dissipated cleanly.

"It's a pity! I wanted to ask if you would like to fight back. ”

············

Ten minutes later.

When the clown Erin walked through a small alley with a cheerful step, he was surprised to find that the long-legged beauty Elena, who had helped him clean up, was pleading with a group of people in the alley.

"Davis, please, give me back that money, that's Michael's surgery fee, if he doesn't have surgery, he's going to die."

"Yesterday's rake, I'll make up for it tonight."

"One day, I just need a grace day."

In front of Yelena, a tall thin white man with a cold temperament pushed Yelena who was blocking him into the garbage heap next to him.

He ignored Yelena's pleading, and said in an almost cold tone: "Rules are rules, and in Hell's Kitchen, no one can break the rules set by Kim." ”

"Yesterday you secretly hid the tips from the guests, and you broke the rules of Hell's Kitchen."

"If it weren't for your first offense, we wouldn't have just charged you a 'fine' of ten times the hidden tip."

"However, Yelena, Jin Ji's kindness is only once, and if you do it again next time, it will not be a matter that money can solve."

As he spoke, the tall and thin Davis glanced at Elena and said, "As for your waste brother, why did you leave him to be tortured in the hospital?" It's better to let him die.,So if you don't have that drag oil bottle.,Maybe you'll have a little easier in the future.。。 ”

"No ······"

Yelena struggled out of the garbage heap when she heard this, hugged Davis's right leg with both hands and said, "No, Davis, please, please help me once, as long as you can save Michael, you can let me do whatever I want from now on." ”

Anything goes.

After hearing this, the tall and thin Davis looked at Yelena, who was gorgeous and dressed in an extremely hot and sexy manner, and a trace of desire flashed in his eyes unconsciously.

But when he just wanted to speak.

A cough came from behind him.

After hearing this cough that seemed to be a reminder.

Davis seemed to think back to the previous one who violated the rules of Jin He because of his soft heart, causing their boss to go into battle in person and pull out the beating heart from his chest with his own hands.

After recalling the tragic situation of that companion, Davis's newly rising desire was instantly suppressed.

After quickly kicking Yelena away, Davis left the alley with his companions who were in charge of "collecting the debts" and at the same time faintly supervising each other.

Only Yelena, who was kicked to the ground and could barely stand up in pain, looked at their departing backs and let out a desperate wail.

"No ······"

Listen to the wails coming from the alleys.

A few pedestrians passing by the alley, after a hurried glance at the alley, looked away, and then what to do.

Most of the people in Hell's Kitchen are illegal immigrants from all over the world, or criminals who hide their identities, and a large number of gangsters.

In Hell's Kitchen, no one is pitiful and weak, and no one likes to meddle.

Over here.

Compassion is an expensive luxury.

Looking at Yelena, curled up in a ball and crying in the garbage, Erin the clown thought of something, and as soon as he turned around, he walked towards the alley.

After a few seconds, he crouched down in front of Yelena, who had fallen to the ground, and asked with a smile:

"Miss, are you free tonight?"

As he spoke, Arryn the Clown took off the clown mask he had worn on his face when he went out, revealing the same face that had appeared in front of Elena before.

The exaggerated smiling face outlined by the paint is as if it has been endowed with a special emotion, and it has a strong appeal, as if people will be amused when they see it.

Yelena, who heard the voice, subconsciously raised her head when she heard the words.

In the next second, that familiar and unfamiliar face came into her eyes.

After a few seconds of confusion, a trace of consternation flashed across Elena's face.

"It's ········ you"

Before Elena could scream, Elin the Clown's gloved fingers pressed against Elena's somewhat pale looking lips.

"Shh

After putting his other hand to his mouth and making a silent gesture, Erin the Clown slowly let go of the finger pressed on Yelena's lips.

(End of chapter)