A man in a gray coat and carrying a suitcase, walked down the street of Kiev, and then quickly turned into a street corner. He calmly paused around the corner for about three minutes with his suitcase before turning around and walking out. Walk straight to the apartment building on one side.

He is a very careful person, and everywhere he goes, he has to make sure that no one is following him. It was an old apartment building, and the man in the gray coat walked in, opened a room door, and stopped. He carefully checked the doorknob before entering. It seems to be making sure that no one has entered this room.

Then he opened the door and walked in. But when he entered, he couldn't help but be stunned, because there was a person sitting on the sofa opposite. It's like sitting in your own home, drinking coffee and watching TV. "You're back?"

The man in the gray coat couldn't help but say, "How did you get in?"

"I know you've marked the door, and I know you've always been cautious. I didn't want to scare you, so I came in through the window. The young man who was drinking coffee smiled. He was a handsome white young man with well-groomed blonde hair, which made people look very good at first sight.

It's just that what makes people feel a little weird is that this person has white gloves on both hands, a pair of smooth and soft white gloves.

The man in the gray coat, staring at his hands, said in a deep voice, "White gloves?"

"It's me. White Glove nodded. "I'm here to see you, Jack Crowder. ”

"Look at me?" said the man in the gray coat with a frown.

"Yes. As a historically efficient assassin, your recent appearance can be quite poor. The Grand Duke was quite dissatisfied with this. So I'll just have to take a look. White Glove sighed and said, "I don't understand, is Zarkovsky really so difficult?"

"Hmph, what do you know? This person lives in a secluded house, and most of the bodyguards around him are masters, and there are even retired members of the security forces of the Russian Federation. The defense of his manor was like a bucket. Claude snapped, "I didn't have a chance to do it. And the first two ventures had already scared him. ”

"Then you know you can't complete the mission and have fled to Ukraine?" said White Glove slowly.

"Of course not, me and my people have gotten the news. In two days, Tsarkovsky will come here, and I plan to deal with him here. Claude said coldly, "This is our task, when do we need you to worry about it?"

"Although it is your task, you should also understand. The reason for the assassination of Tsarkovsky was that he was directly involved in the mining industry in Ukraine, which touched our interests. Over the years, our operations in Russia and Ukraine have formed a complete industrial chain. Through commercial means, the funds we get are laundered. The ore trade in Ukraine is an important part of this.

Zarkovsky, a guy who doesn't know whether to live or die, has intervened sideways and disrupted our original deployment, so we have to get rid of him. You know that I have historically been in charge of these money laundering operations. But you haven't completed this task for a long time, and you dare to say that this matter has nothing to do with me?" White Glove took a sip of coffee and said lightly. ’

"Hmph, that's your business. I am only accountable to the baron. Claude said in a deep voice.

White Glove nodded, "Red Baron." Coincidentally, he's still in Africa. The mountain is high and the emperor is far away, I'm afraid he can't control you, the little brother. And I'm not afraid to tell you that Zarkovsky came this time to make contact with the Ministry of Finance of Ukraine.

If this meeting is successful, we will lose control of Ukraine's mining industry. The Secret Society's money laundering channels in Europe will be cut off, you know what that means?"

Claude was silent.

"I don't know what's at stake when I measure a rough blank like yours. I'll tell you what this means: the huge amount of money we get through other means cannot be laundered by other means, and if this large amount of black money is not laundered, it cannot be spent. The Order's various financial expenditures in various places will be restricted. The Grand Duke would be furious, and if the Grand Duke was angry, many people would die. White Gloves said coldly.

"You don't need to scare me, I'm not scared? I don't understand your tricks, but I don't need you to teach me how to complete the assassination. Actually, I've already made arrangements. Claude said coldly.

"Oh, really?" said White Glove quietly, "Then I'll wait for your good news." But how do you want to accomplish this?"

"That's our business, we have our own business. I don't meddle in your business, and you'd better leave it alone than ours, we're the Baron's men. Claude said coldly.

"Pressed me against that Chinese again. I really don't understand, what's so special about him?" White Glove said helplessly, "Your assassination plan is just a joke. Find a few people to serve as waiters and poison Zarkovsky at the banquet, this kind of amateur means. It's really clumsy. I don't understand, why are all Baron Red's subordinates brainless warriors like you?"

Claude's face changed suddenly, and he shouted, "What did you say?"

"Don't deny it, your guys were already in it. But he still did not escape the investigation of those bodyguards. Tsarkovsky's bodyguards had already discovered their problems and almost wiped them all out. White Glove smiled. "What an assassination team. It's not as good as a fart. ”

"What did you say?" Claude said with a shocked expression.

"I said your assassination plan had been revealed, and if I hadn't intervened in time, maybe those personal bodyguards would have surrounded this place by now. White Glove shook his head and said, "A person who has no brains will never have a mind." ”

"How do you know, my people?" said Claude in a deep voice, grimacing.

White-Gloves shrugged, "I've sent them on their way." ”

"You killed my man?" Claude shouted.

"You figured it out, it's to protect you. God knows what will happen if this kind of thing is left alive. So I had to reluctantly help you deal with it. By the way, no thanks. White Gloves was full of sarcasm.

"You dare to kill our people!" Claude said through gritted teeth.

"What you and ours are all doing things for the Secret Society. Is it necessary to be so clear between us?" laughed White Gloves. "But next time you do something, you'd better be careful. Also, you'd better not let Tsarkovsky live beyond this meeting. ”>