Manhattan Reborn 1978

David's side.

The two families played by the river until dark.

They lit a bonfire.

Everyone gathered around the bonfire, listening to the crackling sound of dry branches burning, and enjoying the silence of the autumn night.

By the time David's family returned to their house in the town, it was already past 11 o'clock.

Sierra sent the two sisters upstairs to rest.

Old David took the two brothers to unload everything from the car and moved it to the backyard first, and will pack it up tomorrow.

They said good night to each other and went back to their respective rooms to wash up and go to bed.

Old David confiscated the pistol gift that David received today.

He said he would hide it in a secret base first and then take it out to play with when David returns home.

Well, Old Wesson’s gift to David was an m1911 pistol, a classic model from 1941.

As for the classic model, David probably fooled him by the old Wesson.

However, David likes the performance and appearance of this gun very much.

He lay on the bed, massaging his right arm and wrist while thinking about the test shooting scene in the afternoon.

Old Wesson took hundreds of rounds of bullets of various types, and everyone had at least two magazines for each gun.

He had a great time shooting today.

It also drained away the feeling that had been pent up in his chest during this period.

David thought about something that he only realized in the afternoon.

He hummed the movie's opening song in the old Wesson gun shop, shouting "Bond, James Bond!"

So is there a 007 in this world?

Um. .

Before he traveled through time, more than 007 films of the 20 series had been filmed.

If there really is a James Bond and 007 series story.

Then the mysterious weapons research institute of the mi6 organization will also have it.

Then there will also be the villains in every 007 movie.

There are even more classic black technologies.

Ok.

There will also be classic Bond girls in each movie.

hehe~

Can the Bond girls stay and nothing else?

This can be!

cough!

He just wanted to communicate with the Bond girls up close.

If anything happened to them, David wouldn't dare.

Those girls don't have a fuel-efficient lamp.

David didn't want to get into trouble with them, let alone get into big trouble.

His small body cannot withstand their torture.

Turning over, David found a comfortable position and started to sleep. He was very tired today.

Regardless of whether there is 007 in this world, they have nothing to do with David.

If there really is, then find a small bench to eat.

Let him save the world, eradicate evil, and eliminate the villain?

The big villain fried chicken, David can kill two of them by himself.

others.

Just wash and sleep.

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New Jersey, the training base of the security company.

The lights here are as bright as day.

Cohen sat in his office, with nearly twenty people sitting across from him.

White Mike, Jackal, Ludy and old Malkin sat to the side.

The rest are the confidants of the big boss who signed the Bonini Agreement, as well as representatives of the Sidrich family.

amount.

There are also cheeky brothers Lavis and Giovanni.

On the table in front of Cohen, the phone was on speakerphone, and Hardman's voice came from inside: "We have now determined that the FBI has clues about the murder of the street informant this morning."

At this point, Hardman paused: "The person in charge of the FBI wants to negotiate a condition with the security company about this matter."

"I have contacted Pine, and he said that regardless of these things, David can make all decisions."

"So guys, what was the result of your discussion? Did you find any clues from the investigation?"

Cohen motioned to Mike Bai to speak.

Mike Bai stood up and walked to the phone: "Nine street informants left the base quietly last night, and the two who died were among them. We have found the remaining seven. After questioning, there was nothing wrong. Useful clues."

"The two who died were subordinates of a big boss in Brooklyn."

"That big guy is also missing now. We searched all over Brooklyn and even most of New York but couldn't find him."

Hardman thought for a moment on the opposite side: "Have everyone in your base asked about it?"

Cohen continued: "Yes, we have initially ruled out the suspicion of someone inside the base."

"Of those who ran yesterday, no one ran with the two dead people. They all dispersed. In other words, from about 12 o'clock last night to before the bodies were dumped this morning, there was no one we knew about. No one has ever seen them again.”

"Yes, there are too few clues! I asked my men to check the surveillance in some nearby places today, but there is no useful information."

"Only one car and two people appeared in the same surveillance. Later our police found the car in Queens in the afternoon. It had been burned and the license plate was fake. The two people had unfamiliar faces, and the image was also unknown. It’s very vague.”

"As of now, this matter has reached a deadlock. Apart from the FBI, we have no other choice for the time being."

After Hardman finished speaking, no one answered here.

There was silence, only the sound of everyone breathing.

Cohen lit a cigarette: "Then we will expand our sights tonight and search New Jersey and New York City. First, we will find the missing boss and see if he is alive or dead. A result!"

Hardman responded: "Okay, I will send people to New York immediately to find someone, and then I will contact the New Jersey police to start taking action. You also need to send people to help."

"No problem! Guys, let's talk about who is responsible for what!"

Someone in the crowd raised his hand and said, "We have people in Patterson who can help."

After him, people reported a place name one after another.

"Capden"

"Millville"

"Cape May"

"Trenn"

The representative of the Sidrich family glanced at Old Malkin and reported: "Atlantic City."

Cohen stood up, looked at the map on the wall behind him, and calculated based on the place names reported by everyone.

When people's voices stopped, he turned back: "I will send Jackal to lead a team to the Midtown Manhattan Police Station later. I will stay here and wait for news from you."

He glanced at everyone present: "I don't know what these murderous guys want to do! I don't want to know either! Da Security Company is the home of us good guys. If someone wants to break into our house and cause trouble, we will I will pull it out, grab it, and kill it back!"

"boom!"

Cohen took out the pistol he carried and slapped it on the table.

"Whoever these guys are, wherever they are, we're going to find them and do something about them!"

Hardman was on the other side of the phone, silent.

Yes, it has only been a few days of peaceful life, and a group of bastards came out from nowhere to cause trouble. Hardman is now itching with hatred.

Cohen continued: "Guys, talk to the street informants you know and see if there are any other clues that they haven't said. If not, we need to make sure these people are on our side now. OK?"

Everyone nodded and wanted to eliminate possible insiders first before doing anything else.

"If everyone has no questions, we will meet here at 7 o'clock tomorrow night."

"No matter who finds out something, don't alert the enemy. Catching two gangsters doing things is of no use to us."

Everyone nodded and the meeting ended.

After a while.

Rudy, Malkin Sr. and Cohen remained in the office.

Hardman asked on the phone: "Have you contacted David? Aren't you going to tell him?"

Cohen looked at Old Malkin.

Old Malkin walked over and sat down opposite Cohen: "David is now informing him that there is nothing he can do. We should check it ourselves first. By this time tomorrow, no matter what the result is, we will tell him."

"As for the conditions that Bog Beru wants to negotiate, I guess he has ideas about the Morgan family. We can't decide on this matter yet."

Hardman nodded: "Okay, let's do this for now. You all know my phone numbers here and at home. If you need anything, call me."

Cohen responded and hung up the phone.

Lu Di, who had been watching silently, said: "The missing big guy turned out to be a fan in Brooklyn. Maybe we can check this aspect."

Old Malkin bit the filter of his cigarette: "There is another possibility!"

He said and looked around.

"Someone wanted to divert attention and killed two informants. In fact, their real purpose was the big boss."

Ludy frowned: "Is it because he is one of the signers?"

Old Malkin nodded: "That area has been demarcated, and those who sign the agreement have the greatest initiative. If there is one less person, there will be many more shops. We don't know who among the people who came today knows. The inside story of this matter.”

Cohen shook his head: "So, they can't be trusted either?"

Lu Di squinted his eyes and smacked his lips: "If this is really the case, the person who took action before the area was fully constructed had really big plans."

"Did I remember saying in Ponini that there would be a party every year from now on?"

Old Malkin nodded: "That sounds like a party, but in fact it is an annual redistribution of interests. If any of these people has something happen to them this year, there will be variables in the distribution, just like now It’s the same situation.”

Lu Di suddenly realized: "There is no mark on that agreement. The number of people who will sign the agreement next time or every time is none of his business!

Will there be fewer and fewer names on that agreement in the future?

Until they are all dead?Is this a loophole?Or is it Hardman's conspiracy? "

Cohen listened at a loss. He only knew about the existence of the agreement and some general outlines. He did not know the specific details of the agreement.

After listening to the two people's explanations, he held his chin and felt the feeling of rubbing the stubble with his fingers.

A possibility flashed through Cohen's mind, and the more he thought about it, the more incredible it became.

He asked a strange question: "Do you think David had thought of today's events in advance? That night at Bonini's restaurant!"

Old Malkin and Ludy looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time: "Impossible! That kid won't bother thinking about this!"

Then they both burst out laughing.

Cohen obviously didn’t think this was funny: “Then he opened a good insurance company, why would he launch some revenge insurance?”

"That night, David also specially explained to everyone the details of the insurance, including investigations, revenge and arrests."

"Isn't this just preparation for old Malkin's speculation now?"

"David stimulated these gang bosses to kill each other because of old grudges and current anticipated benefits. At the same time, he sold revenge insurance to them, helping them investigate the murderer, find their enemies, and then take revenge.

If the missing boss today has purchased his insurance, and tomorrow our security team finds out that the other boss is the murderer, then two names will be missing from the agreement.

In this way, after a few years, except for the security companies in New York, those small gangs will no longer exist.

New York became quiet. "

Old Malkin and Ludy choked immediately!

"Hiss!~~"

They both started to breathe in the cold air!

this kid!

In the end it is. . .

how. . .What's going on?

It’s impossible! ! !