After 100,000 simulated crimes, I became an ace detective.

In the apartment closest to Bear Mountain.

Reni was leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a lit cigar in his hand, looking at the rising sun in the sky.

On the sofa behind him, Riley, who always paid attention to his image, was reading a book called "One Hundred Practical Marketing Examples" in his hand.

From time to time, he would pick up the red wine glass in front of him and take a sip. He looked like an American elite.

Due to the current tight situation, the two of them, as kings of the poker organization, had to temporarily hide in this high-end apartment in Bear Mountain, far away from New York City.

After reading a practical marketing case.

Riley sighed helplessly, thinking that most of his drug industry chain for so many years had been destroyed, and he couldn't help but have a myocardial infarction.

If there was no need to restart the drug industry chain, why would I need to read this kind of marketing book?

The more he thought about this matter, the angrier Riley felt. He looked at Reni who was currently smoking a cigar in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and said impatiently.

"Hey, Renee."

"Is there no news yet? Are those people okay?"

"The teacher asked me to contribute my most profitable industry and help you lead the dog to Tom's cannabis cultivation farm. Don't let me have any accidents this time."

"This cannabis cultivation farm has been carefully managed for many years, and then it was taken out like this... I am very heartbroken."

Hearing Riley's impatient words.

Reni just glanced at him lightly, then calmly took a puff of his cigar, exhaled the thick smoke, and answered expressionlessly.

"The results should not be available yet."

"The professional killer who went to your marijuana farm earlier is called Great White Shark. Although his strength is not particularly outstanding, he is at least somewhat capable, and he also has two other team members."

"When a professional killer is in the dark and the target's whereabouts are controlled, no matter how useless a person is, there is a 90% chance of completing the mission."

"Not to mention, based on the teacher's judgment... even if Su Ming wants to come to Tom's cannabis cultivation farm, he will only come alone."

"There is no news yet. It is most likely that Su Ming is making some preparations."

"After all, if Su Ming goes to a place like this alone, no matter how brave he is and how much he believes in himself, he will still be a little worried, and even more afraid that something unexpected will happen."

"At the same time, Riley, I need to correct you, it's not the teacher asking you to take out this marijuana farm, but you have to take it out, understand?"

"Since those little guys disappeared from Su Ming's sight, the drug business you are responsible for must have been targeted by him."

"Even if you want to escape, where can you escape? How can you hide?"

"Teacher, this is solving problems for you, not creating problems for you, do you understand?"

"Riley, I don't want to hear any more complaints from you about your teacher, unless you want me to stick a lit cigar in your mouth."

These words.

Riley curled his lips helplessly, not at all surprised that Reni would have such a reaction and threatening words.

As the most loyal person to the professor in the poker organization, Reni would not allow... members of the organization to have any complaints against the professor, and they must unconditionally believe in the professor.

Having long been accustomed to Reni's attitude, he cleverly changed the subject and eased the slightly awkward atmosphere.

"Reni, why are you reacting so loudly?"

"You are thinking about the poker organization, but am I not thinking about the poker organization?"

"Let me tell you this, my drug factory is the cash cow of our poker organization. Now because of this dog, all industries are forced to shrink and stop."

"Renie, do you know how much I lose every day, how much I lose?"

"As long as we don't deal with him a second earlier, we will lose another second of money. What we lose is not the blank paper, but the green Franklin. Do you understand?"

"In this world, money can buy everything."

"This time we can use 50 million US dollars to put a bounty on that dog's head, just because we do have so much money and we are willing to use it to put a bounty on it."

"If I lose my source of funds, let alone buying those expensive advanced firearms or equipment for your killer team, I won't even be able to buy the cigar you are holding that is going to be stuffed into my mouth."

"You are really willing to smoke a thousand-dollar cigar."

As soon as these words came out.

Reni, who had been warning and threatening Riley just now, fell silent instantly. He wanted to say something to refute, but then he thought that most of the expenses of the killer team were indeed taken from Riley.

I could only suppress all the sharp words in my heart and responded angrily.

"Don't worry."

"The professor will get rid of that dog as soon as possible."

Done.

Reni also closed his mouth and stopped talking, not wanting to continue to struggle with this matter.

The grasper has a short hand, and the eater has a short mouth.

It is true that the organization's killer squad can develop to this extent, and the funds provided by Riley have been of great help.

Even the cigar he smoked in his hand was a consumer product that Riley gave to him on weekdays.

Moreover, it will be more beneficial to the organization if Riley can resume business as soon as possible. If you want to establish a huge gray industry consortium, financial support is absolutely indispensable.

In this situation, it would be a bit rude to continue talking.

Think of this.

Reni sighed secretly, and just like when he was short of money in the past, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and logged into the underground assassin dark web, preparing to refresh to see if there were any new rewards.

If there is any suitable bounty, after this matter is over, we will send people to make some extra money, at least to make up for it a little bit...the fifty million dollars that this bounty will cost.

But as soon as Reni logged into the underground killer dark web, he found that hundreds of new information reminders were displayed in the background.

Reni was stunned for a moment by so much new news.

It seems that he didn't expect that...a reward of fifty million US dollars could drive so many professional killers crazy.

Based on the number of new messages like this, it is estimated that all the killer teams in the United States have been sent to accept this commission.

Money is really useful.

If I had known better, I wouldn't have said those threatening words to Riley just now.

Just as he was sighing in his heart, Reni also clicked on these private messages.

But next second.

Reni was stunned for a moment.

Because these private messages were not a recovery of the commission at all, but were all kinds of insults against him, saying that he was a pure liar and a bitch born of a bitch.

Seeing these rather dirty and low-level insults, Reni suddenly felt his blood rising. He never expected that... these people would dare to curse the king of an underground killer organization like himself.

Immediately click into a dialog box, ready to view the abuser's information and look for the right opportunity to make him pay.

Suddenly he saw a piece of news that shocked his eyes. The content was: You son of a bitch, you killed little Morgan yourself, and you even want to throw the pot on us, Fuck.

this message.

Lenny only felt his scalp numb and had no idea...why this killer knew that this reward was related to the Morgan Consortium.

There was no hesitation at all.

Reni immediately clicked on other messages, all of which were scolding him and saying that he was an insult to the word professional killer.

Followed by.

Reni immediately exited the private message page and came to the reward interface of the underground killer dark web.

An extremely clear post, highlighted with colorful colors and pinned to the top, instantly caught his eye. The title was...

[The Morgan Consortium has issued a huge reward. As long as they bring a corpse of the king or a member of the poker organization, they will be rewarded with a reward of 100 million US dollars, and if they provide accurate clues, they will be rewarded with a reward of 5 million US dollars, with no upper limit! ! ! 】