Fake Mechanic

() The news of Hawkeye's failure and death quickly reached Bai Jitong's ears. First Young Master Bai was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud, as if the old housekeeper who delivered the news told a very funny joke.

"So fast? I thought the worst outcome would be that Hawkeye hadn't killed that guy after 48 hours. That's good, and it saves me from arranging someone to kill Hawkeye. This guy has been very good, it's a pity. That b82, I spent a lot of effort to get it back then."

After Bai Jitong finished speaking, he looked at the old housekeeper who had kept his head down with great interest, "Old Qiu, what do you think about this?"

The 50-year-old old Qiu was specially brought out from the Bai family by Bai Jitong, and arranged to work as a housekeeper in the clubhouse of the Skull and Bones Club.

"Everything has been arranged by the young master, I dare not talk too much."

"It's okay, I have something to hide from you since I was a child, just say it."

Only then did Steward Qiu raise his head, and said in a soft voice, "Since Hawkeye was killed by someone else, according to the old man's opinion, it's better to let the matter of Master Longze go first, and then go back and look carefully at the behind-the-scenes help." What is the background of the person."

Bai Jitong said, "This Xiang Yu was able to pass the two-level loyalty assessment of the academy and the Secret Service. It stands to reason that he should not have much to do with the empire, but how could a kid in a slum be able to easily kill Hawkeye? And you still can't find out which family is helping him."

Steward Qiu originally wanted to ask whether Mu Yue Sihuai had deliberately placed someone in the academy to protect his young master, and the actions of the second bureau of the Secret Service were just a show for outsiders, but then he thought that it was impossible for the young master to not even think of this, so he moved Mopping his dry lips, he swallowed the words again.

Bai Jitong was silent for a while, lit a cigarette, and said playfully, "Things are getting more and more interesting."

Lao Qiu thought of a possibility, and tentatively said, "Could it be someone from the Red Devils?"

Bai Jitong seemed to be a little distracted, shook his head and said, "The people in red have not moved, and with Zou Yafu's wisdom, it is impossible to hand over top secrets like the prototype machine to Xiang Yu without excluding this line."

Butler Qiu shrank, this was the first time he heard that the young master also had eyeliner in red, it seems that the words that there is nothing to hide from you are always words of relief.He knew that his young master has always admired only one person, Zou Yafu, the ghost of Xunwu, who always aims to surpass the opponent, and it seems that this time is no exception.

"I heard from people in my hometown that Zou Yafu blocked that matter, and even asked the head of the family to hand over the accelerator patent to the Federation for free."

Bai Jitong snorted and sneered twice, "A woman from the side line who is flirtatious, I call her cousin to give the old guys enough face, are those old people really planning to expose this scandal? The Ye family has been silent all the time, just hoping that we will take the lead, and if we are so confused, it is better to die earlier! As for the accelerators of Minglei and Yexiao, the Bai family has monopolized them for the past few years, and they have already taken advantage of it. The Federation has always been superior The Bai family, you have to let go when it's time to let go, and maybe you can leave room for talking later. With Zou Yafu's temperament, how can he save money for the Federation. If he doesn't want to be a knife, no one can I can borrow him."

The Federation has always been bigger than the Bai family. Hearing this sentence, Steward Qiu secretly admired him, nodded and asked, "Then should I pass a message to the old people, saying that it is the young master's meaning?"

However, Bai Jitong shook his head, "No need, you will know the pain when you cut it off and lose your hand."

Seeing that the young master didn't say any more, Steward Qiu retreated out tactfully, and when he came to the door, Bai Jitong added, "Go and find out the whereabouts of that gun, after all, such things are taboo in the Federation, as long as the kid If you dare to hold it and refuse to hand it over, it may be the last straw when it will be useful in the future."

Butler Qiu Nuonuo nodded, closed the door and left, Bai Jitong's cigarette had burned to the end, and the old long ash that had never been shaken fell down and broke into several pieces on the expensive Shenxing wood floor.

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The fat man in a good mood is also smoking, squatting on the chair with his eyes closed and his mouth pouting, the smoke ring curling up. After solving the problem of 24-hour supper supply, mother no longer has to worry about being hungry, eh?How could I come up with such nonsensical words...

"advertise."

Wei Leng uttered a sentence, which made the fat man tremble in fright, and the cigarette ash fell into his sleeve, and he stood on the chair and shook his hands again and again because it was so hot.

"What advertisement, have you never heard of it?"

"A long, long time ago, the next martial arts drama will be thrown into your head by the way."

"Didn't you watch martial arts dramas? Why did I come up with this sentence in my heart, I hate commercials the most... Didn't you secretly brainwash me?"

"Is there any difference between what I see and what you see? But I'm still very happy if you think so."

This is the first time in Fatty's memory that Wei expressed her personal emotions. It was also a long time later that Fatty understood the true meaning of this sentence. At this moment, he is as angry as someone who lighted a cigarette for him and burned his eyebrows off. Shout out, "Your fast-forward speed of hundreds or even thousands of times, I can see it clearly!"

Fatty gets angry when he recalls the scenes in front of him besides dizziness or dizziness, but Wei's words make him speechless even more.

"Didn't you say the slogan accurately, and you know how to adapt it, so you can see what's in your heart."

Forced to use this method to accept the "essence" of the culture of a hundred years ago, the fat man saw that it was a done deal, so he couldn't say anything more, but he thought in his heart that he would not become a king of cold jokes in the future, talking about hundreds of years Who can understand the old meme?

"I understand." Wei gave a consolation that was not consolation.

"You know a fart, do you have the guts to show the uncle a laugh?"

The fat man uttered a catchphrase often used by the old man, and ended up with numbness in his knees, and he knelt down on the chair with a thud.

The fat man was just about to admit his mistake and say that it is okay if I give you a laugh, but Mu Yueshan's puzzled voice came from behind him.

"What are you talking to yourself, practicing drama?"

The fat man was kneeling, raised his hands halfway in the gesture of surrender, and then frowned and turned his head: "Drama, tragedy, do you understand? Don't you know you have to knock on the door when you enter Brother's room?"

Mu Yueshan kicked the door angrily, "You didn't close it yourself."

"Oh... what are you doing?"

Mu Yueshan pointed to the two school workers standing behind them who were giggling with tools, "They are here to repair the wall, you move to another place and continue the performance."

"..."

Lying on the roof, looking up at the three thousand miles of sky and flowing clouds, the fat man gradually fell asleep, but he didn't know that at this moment he fell into the eyes of someone again.

The old man in the distance put down the binoculars in his hand, and the smiles in the corners of his eyes gradually floated up, full of kindness and comfort.

Behind him, the big man in the black tower who sometimes croaked and sometimes fiercely did not say a word, and also raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Whether you see me or not, I am always here, never far away.