mtl008 Chapter 3233 The Shadow of Faraines (3)
Chapter 3233 The Shadow of Faraines (3)
Chapter 3233: The Shadow of Faraines (Thirty)
"Did you see how the people from the church came?" Schiller looked at Batman and asked.
"Helicopter." Batman said, "There are probably more than 200 of them, almost all of them have spread into the village. The important figures should be occupying the church. The defense there is very tight, and it is difficult to break through directly."
"Yes, we can't just show up casually." Schiller thought, "Once they disarm us, we will be completely passive. We must cause them some trouble."
Schiller thought that old Sirtek had been gone for so long, there would be no noise at all. He must have contacted the church, but he was not sure which sect he contacted. However, the church must have received his message.
The Great Prophet certainly didn't want Old Sirtek to reveal the situation in the village, because he hadn't gotten what he wanted yet. If the information fell into the hands of the Pope, he would be in a passive position.
"Do you think the Great Prophet knows what old Sirtek is planning?" Schiller asked.
"I think he not only knew about it, but he also took precautions long ago." Batman said: "Old Sirtek's attempt to use the disaster to profit from it has challenged the authority of the church and has touched his bottom line."
"Do you think he will silence us?"
"It must be so."
With a bang, a large box was placed on the table, and the lock on the front was opened, revealing the green banknotes inside.
"The thirty thousand dollar deposit is all here."
Bruce walked forward to confirm the authenticity of the bills in the box, then turned to look at the man: "You are very happy. It seems that he has caused you trouble again recently."
The wealthy businessman who was kidnapped by them looked very unhappy. After a moment of silence, he said, "I was almost blown to death by them."
"They didn't plant a bomb in your car, did they? That's really brave of them."
The rich businessman's face became even gloomier. Just last night, the car he was preparing to use for a trip exploded and he was almost blown to pieces.
The explosion attracted almost all the police in the area. They surrounded the entire villa area, but they were unable to find the murderer who placed the car bomb.
"You have to act quickly." The rich businessman said, "I'm not sure how he's going to kill me next time. Before that, I have to kill him first."
"Don't worry." Bruce closed the box and said, "We have already checked. At 6 o'clock tomorrow morning, Sirtek will be interviewed at the TV broadcast center. We will enter the broadcast center tonight and find the best sniper position there."
"You're going to kill him with a gun?"
"Yes, the bomb made too much noise and might not kill him. Didn't you escape the disaster?"
The rich businessman also nodded and said, "Don't worry, after the matter is done, there is no need to meet. I will have someone put the money in your car."
"So much the better."
After the rich businessman left, Bruce turned to the Pale Knight and said, "I didn't expect you to have this skill. Have you ever used a car bomb to eliminate a competitor?"
"No, they wanted to use this thing to get rid of me." The Pale Knight said, "After so many times, I almost know how to do it."
"Yes, the car itself is a big bomb, it's really not difficult."
"Now that you have the money, what are you going to do? Are you really going to kill old Sirtek?"
"Of course not." Bruce shook his head and said, "I'm not cut out to be a killer, and I believe you're not either. Let's leave this to someone else. Get in the car, and we're heading downtown."
Bruce drove all the way to the city center, found the largest shopping mall in the city, and found the most high-end suit store there.
"You're not trying to get into the broadcast center, are you?" the Pale Knight said. "Old Sirtek has probably seen us. It's no use trying to get close to him."
"Who said I was going to get close to him?"
Bruce walked to the counter and smiled at the front desk clerk. Then he said, "Hello, we are here on a business trip. We encountered a snowstorm and our car overturned. The clothes we prepared are no longer usable. Can you give us a suitable suit?"
Looking at Bruce's handsome face, the receptionist smiled more enthusiastically. She said, "No problem, sir. Please come over here with us."
Soon several shopping guides came to them. Bruce said, "We are insurance salesmen. We are here to inspect. We will meet an important client later. We can't dress too high-profile, but the quality must be good to make people feel how much we value us."
One of the sales assistants smiled and asked, "What type of client are you going to meet? A manager? Or a buyer of insurance products?"
"He is a big customer who bought our company's insurance business and lives over at Lake Nelson."
The Nelson Lake that Bruce mentioned is the villa area where the rich people live. It should be the most upscale community here.
The shopping guide immediately understood and took them to try on several suits. All of them were made of good fabrics, but the cuts were relatively conservative.
Bruce and the Pale Knight are not ordinary people. As the saying goes, clothes make the man. When they wear ordinary clothes, their nobleness is not easy to see, but as soon as they put on good clothes, their extraordinary temperament is immediately revealed.
Bruce looked at himself in the mirror. Although the suit he was wearing was not as good as what he usually wore, it was still considered pretty good among ready-made clothes.
"Just these two." Bruce nodded and said, "Cash transaction."
The waiter had no objection. If it was a business trip, it would indeed be more convenient to pay with cash, especially when buying such valuable items. Paying with a personal credit card might cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.
The two suits together cost $16, which was considered very expensive for ready-made clothes, but Bruce paid without blinking an eye and then chose some jewelry.
Previously, they had pried open the owner's safe in a house in the villa area and got a few nice watches, which they wore directly on their hands. They also found a bottle of good wine in the wine cabinet, which they put in a box and carried with them.
After taking these, Bruce parked the car in a relatively remote underground parking lot, and then found a Lincoln nearby, which was a relatively low-key luxury car. He pried it open with familiarity and drove off.
"Where are we going?" asked the Pale Knight.
Bruce smiled but said nothing. He just said to the Pale Knight: "Just cooperate with me later."
The car twisted and turned and drove to the east of the city. The community here was obviously much more chaotic than the city center and suburbs, and the flow of people was also denser. After passing through this area, it became even more dilapidated. They were already close to the slums.
The model of car they were driving looked very out of place here, and people walking on the roadside looked at them strangely.
The car stopped in front of a small building. When Bruce and the Pale Knight walked out, they immediately attracted the attention of the people around them.
Bruce walked up and knocked on the door without any panic.
Soon, the cat's eyes flickered and a woman's voice sounded.
"who are you?"
Bruce glanced at his phone and said, "Ms. Theresa Binger? We are salesmen from Siltec Insurance Company. We want to talk to you about the compensation for your previous insurance case."
The other party seemed surprised, but still opened the door a little. She looked Bruce up and down, and after seeing his brand new and high-end suit, polished leather shoes and the watch on his hand, she showed a complicated expression.
The door opened, revealing a woman in her 40s with a tired face. Bruce walked in and took a look at the layout of the room, and realized that they had just moved in not long ago.
The Pale Knight followed him in. Bruce walked to the sofa and sat down without any hesitation. Then he said, "I know you may be wondering why it is not the salesperson from last time who came to see you. Let me introduce myself again. I am a member of the public relations department of Siltec Medical Insurance Company, and this is a consultant from the legal department."
The woman immediately showed an angry expression on her face. Before she could say anything, Bruce said, "We are extremely sorry that your daughter encountered a strange incident and died during her study tour. But we also learned that a month ago, you reflected on this matter in the government's public opinion survey and accepted an interview with the Higeltek Radio and Television Center. This is exactly why we are here today."
Bruce's attitude was so aggressive that the expression on the face of the lady named Teresa instantly twisted. She roared at Bruce, "You bastards, damn vampires!! Because of your refusal to provide bail, my daughter died in the hospital!! How dare you come to my door?!"
"We understand your sadness, but the government's opinion poll is equally important to our company. We do not want the results of the survey to affect our customers' evaluation of our company."
The woman completely broke down. She said, "Because of my daughter's death, my husband and I divorced! I didn't get any insurance money and I don't have a job, so I can only rent a house here!! I just want to expose your ugly face to others!! You will go to hell!! "
"Please calm down, ma'am." Bruce stood up and said with a cold expression, "Our company is willing to pay part of the public relations fee for you to withdraw the investigation and tell the media that this matter is a misunderstanding. How about $1000?"
The woman's eyes widened. She rushed over and grabbed Bruce's shoulders and said, "My daughter is dead! She is dead! She should have had $6 in insurance money for her treatment, but because of you, she died!!"
"Ma'am, you must understand that this is not our fault. It is not us who caused the strange things to happen, and it is not us who prevented you from even taking out the $6 for your daughter's medical treatment..."
The Pale Knight tugged at Bruce's sleeve, asking him to calm down a little. At the same time, he really wanted Bruce to look in the mirror and see how much of a devil he looked like now.
The woman seemed to have suffered a severe blow. Her face turned pale, her body was shaking, and she covered her face and started crying.
"We're very sorry." Bruce continued in that cold tone, "But $1000 is the maximum amount we can offer."
"1000 yuan, haha, 1000 yuan!" The woman let out a sharp roar. She stood up again and grabbed Bruce's collar and said, "How much is this dress you are wearing?! It must be tens of thousands of yuan, right?! And this watch, it must be tens of thousands of yuan?!! You would rather wear these things than save my daughter's life! I will kill you, I will kill you!!!"
Bruce pushed her to the ground with force, lowered his eyes, adjusted his collar and said, "Madam, if you continue to be so stubborn, you won't even have 1000 yuan. Your daughter is dead. What you should consider now is your own life. Using a trivial evaluation in exchange for some living expenses will be good for everyone, right?"
The woman seemed to be about to stand up, so the Pale Knight rushed over and hugged her, saying, "Alright, alright, ma'am, calm down. We didn't come here today to start a conflict with you."
Bruce glanced at his watch impatiently and said, "Don't waste your time talking to her. She doesn't want the money. There are plenty of people who are willing to pay. Let's go to the next one."
After saying that, he turned and walked out. The Pale Knight had no choice but to chase after him.
As soon as he got in the car, he glared at Bruce and said, "Are you crazy? How can you say such things to a mother who just lost her daughter?!"
"You think I'm crazy too, right? That means my performance is pretty good." Bruce adjusted his cuffs and showed his phone to the Pale Knight.
The Pale Knight saw many addresses on the screen, about forty or fifty of them, all of which seemed to be addresses of poorer communities. He immediately realized what Bruce was going to do.
But he still said hesitantly: "Even so, don't go too far."
"You call this excessive?" Bruce snorted coldly and said, "It would be even more excessive to ask them to just accept it like that."
I'm hypoxic.