radicalducati Chapter 716: Initial Action
Chapter 716: Initial Action
McCarron lowered his voice and slowly walked to the entrance of the suspended elevator.
Baijiu said calmly: "For your safety, we can't be seen together."
"Ding" a message came from McAllen's mobile phone.
Macallan swiped the screen and saw a message from Baijiu, which was a sketch of a man wearing black-framed glasses, with a slicked-back hair and a very depressed look in his eyes.
This man was exactly the one Baijiu had met in the bookstore before.
"Who is this?" McAllen looked at the man on the screen, confused.
"But to be honest," he half-jokingly said, "He looks a bit like my second uncle."
"You haven't changed." Baijiu smiled.
"You too," McCarron responded with a smile.
"Back to the point. This is what we are here to find out. As far as I know, he is the only possible connection between us and the Syndicate."
"And I have reason to believe that he will come to my place tonight."
"But I can't find him by myself. Can you help me?"
"McAllen."
"Will you help me?" Baijiu asked again.
"Of course! Of course I will help!" McCullen agreed without hesitation, "In my heart, you are my only team leader."
"But." McCullen paused for a moment, "Are the others coming?"
Baijiu quickly understood Macallan's other meaning: "Are you talking about Vermouth? At least I won't let her come on this mission."
"Because it's too dangerous, I don't want her to be implicated."
Macallan was petrified: My life is not a life...
"McAllen, I won't let anything happen to you. I promise."
"Among all of us... you are the only one who can do this."
He just complained a few words in his heart. Actually, he completely trusted the leader of the liquor team. After all, he had experienced life and death together last time.
Macallan knew Baijiu was an excellent team leader.
————But I heard that the boss of the organization is in Tokyo.
————And he has a good relationship with Vermouth, so why can't he be partial to and cheat on the liquor?
————I don’t understand. I don’t understand at all.
"So...how do we act?"
"Simple." Baijiu said, "You find him, and then we follow him."
"I will follow him wherever he goes." Baijiu expressed his thoughts.
"And then?" McAllen asked.
"Then you'll fly back to work on Monday morning and no one will know. You'll be gone."
"Huh?" McAllen was stunned for a few seconds because it was too easy.
"Is that it? Is my mission that simple?" McAllen asked for confirmation.
"Isn't this simple enough?" Baijiu asked back, "You have already taken a big risk. If you are not careful, you will follow the practices of the North American organization."
"It will probably lead to fatal disaster."
"MacAllen." Baijiu's tone became much softer, and he confided his recent thoughts to him like a lonely patient.
"I don't want you to be so involved, but I'm running out of options."
"I understand, Liquor Team Leader." Macallan turned to another subway entrance, "Since I have embarked on this road of no return."
"Um...can you bring me something..." McAllen swallowed, "You know, the dramatic one."
Macallan was referring to the disguise mask. Another reason why he admired Team Leader Baijiu was that he was impressed by his appearance.
And Macallan has been single since birth, so he really wants to use the disguise mask made with white wine as a template to wear it, and experience the pleasure of tearing off someone's face.
"McAllen, we need to keep a low profile."
"Things are different now. We have to be wary of those idiots in the North American organization."
"According to my investigation, they..." Baijiu hesitated: "I'll discuss this with you when we meet."
"Ouch!" McAllen clenched his fists. "Can you please stop keeping us in suspense?"
"I don't want to either." Baijiu smiled faintly: "I can only say that those are just speculations."
Baijiu turned the topic back to before: "If you want drama, go to the theater."
At this time, McAllen had already walked out of the subway entrance.
Outside is a busy street, and not far ahead is a theater.