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

Inside the Morgan Building.

Secretary White had received the news immediately...that the consortium executive had been killed.

When he first heard the news, Secretary White was shocked at first, and then full of doubts and confusion.

Because the Morgan Consortium is one of the largest business empires in the United States, and it is also a Jewish industry.

To know.

The Jews are the most special group in the United States. They are determined to retaliate and are cruel in their methods. They will ruthlessly eradicate their enemies.

The most important thing is...Although in normal times, the Jews will carry out various plots and small actions for the sake of business and dollars, trying to annex other people's industries.

It's like the wolves currently eyeing the Morgan consortium want to take advantage of this opportunity to take a big bite.

But if you encounter this kind of enemy, they will basically stand on the same front.

The murderer who killed the consortium executives this time was obviously the fleeing poker organization.

Just by provoking the Morgan consortium, they have already been pushed to this level. If there are other top consortiums to help, wouldn't it further lead to a dead end?

Even if the fish is dead and the net is broken, this method should not be used.

While Secretary White was thinking non-stop, he walked to the bedroom where old Morgan was resting temporarily, stretched out his hand and knocked lightly on the door.

"Knock-knock-knock——"

Clear knocks sounded around the corridor.

Although when he had a good rest earlier, Old Morgan specifically told him... If anything happens, you can just handle it and make your own judgment.

But now...the executives of the consortium have all been killed, which is obviously beyond White's scope.

After a few seconds.

Just as Secretary White was about to knock on the door again, Old Morgan's old voice came.

"Come in, White."

After getting the order.

Secretary White immediately opened the door and walked in. He saw old Morgan sitting on the sofa in his pajamas, and then lowered his head and seemed to blame himself.

"I'm sorry, President."

"I shouldn't have knocked on the door to disturb you at this time, but something special has happened now, and I don't have the ability to deal with it yet."

Hear these words.

Old Morgan couldn't help but frowned and asked with some concern.

"Did something happen to Chief Su Ming?"

"No, it's not." Secretary White quickly denied this possibility and spoke in emotionless words as usual.

"Just ten minutes ago."

"Director Taibo of our consortium was assassinated on his way to work."

"The bullet from the heavy sniper rifle accurately hit the head. He died on the spot and didn't even have a chance to be rescued."

As soon as these words came out.

Old Morgan frowned slightly, raised his head against the headboard, and continued to ask.

"Is it the Taibo who is in charge of personnel in our consortium?"

Secretary White nodded and answered immediately.

"That's Director Taibo."

"At present, this matter has not spread within the group, and other senior executives have come to the company and started normal work."

"But we cannot rule out the possibility that other executives have also been targeted by poker organizations."

"In order to ensure the normal operation of the consortium and to avoid internal panic, President, do you think it is necessary to notify other consortiums?"

"If the poker organization dares to take action against the senior officials of our Morgan consortium today, tomorrow they will..."

Although Secretary White didn't finish speaking.

But Old Morgan had already heard what he meant. As a secretary, White naturally had to find ways to minimize the impact when the consortium encountered problems.

However, he is still a little too young.

Old Morgan picked up the water glass placed on the bedside table, took a sip to moisten his dry lips, shook his head and rejected White's idea, and said slowly.

"White."

"You are still too young and your thinking is too simple."

"Although those old guys are friends with our consortium in a certain sense, they are more of business and business enemies."

"The reason why they haven't taken any action yet is because they want to see how our Morgan consortium will deal with the group of people who dare to kill little Morgan."

"If we seek help from the senior management of the consortium in order to avoid trouble, it will not be of any use at all. On the contrary, it will be counterproductive."

Speaking of it.

Old Morgan paused for two seconds, with a mocking expression on his face, and continued coldly.

"In the eyes of outsiders."

"It is true that our Jewish consortium in the United States is very united, especially when we face the same enemy."

"But how could I not know... This is not unity at all, but the so-called coldness of lips and teeth."

"We once almost encountered the crisis of genocide, and we know that we must unite to avoid past tragedies."

"But now...has it really come to that?"

"In other words, White, do you really think... those old guys think that this little poker organization can pose much of a threat?"

As soon as these words came out.

Secretary White was stunned immediately, lowered his head more respectfully, and apologized.

"I'm sorry, President."

"This is really a lack of consideration on my part."

Old Morgan put the water glass back on the bedside table, squinted his eyes and continued with a slight chill.

"We can work with them to assist."

"They will agree, but it will only be superficial."

"They understand the meaning of death and destruction of nests and eggs. If we encounter a real crisis, we will definitely find a solution together."

"But this poker organization cannot do this. It cannot even bring much threat or make them feel any crisis."

"Telling them this now will not provide any help. Instead, they will try to take a bite out of the Morgan consortium."

"A group of elephants may gather together to defend themselves against a pride of lions."

"But you will never... go to a lot of trouble and waste time to gather together just for a hyena that can be trampled to death at will. Do you understand?"

"I have to admit that the founder of this poker organization is very smart."

"He plans to use this method to make me quit, because he has determined that... even if he kills several executives of the Morgan consortium, those old men will not take action against him."

"He was using a silent threat...either I accept his previous offer or I live in constant fear of this happening."

"And as long as he doesn't take action against people from other consortiums, his opponents... will always be us."

After judging the current situation clearly.

Old Morgan sorted out the thoughts in his mind, and then said without any doubt.

"Give Taibo's family and children some compensation."

"Let them not have to worry about money for the rest of their lives, and at the same time, let other executives not leave Morgan Tower during this period and wait for this matter to be completely over."

Hear this.

Secretary White nodded quickly, and then answered aloud.

"I understand, President."

"I will use the excuse of busy business to ask all senior executives to stay and work overtime."

Done.

Secretary White immediately left the room, preparing to inform Old Morgan of his order.

Looking at the door being closed again.

Old Morgan gently rubbed his eyebrows, picked up the personal mobile phone next to the pillow, and dialed Su Ming's number.

Letting the consortium executives stay in the building temporarily is only a temporary expedient.

If we want to completely resolve this matter and make those covetous wolves give up the idea of ​​taking a bite out of the Morgan consortium, we still have to look at Su Ming's progress in this regard.

After waiting for a few seconds, the call was picked up.

Old Morgan had some serious words and then spoke.

"Chief Su Ming, what's the current progress?"

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have rushed you so early, but just ten minutes ago, one of my consortium executives was assassinated by the poker organization."

"You know... If we want to completely solve this matter, we can't ask other consortiums to assist us. Instead, it will make the matter worse."

"Currently, I have asked all senior executives not to leave the company in the near future, but if it is delayed for a few more days, other troubles will probably follow."

The words fell.

Su Ming's extremely confident response reached Old Morgan's ears through his mobile phone.

"Don't worry, President Morgan."

"Tonight, I will completely eliminate the killer team of the poker organization and will not allow this matter to continue to be complicated."

"Now you just need to... don't let the consortium executives leave the Morgan Tower before you get my affirmative reply, so as to avoid other unnecessary casualties."

"Then maybe you won't have to worry about it until the end of the day."

"Let's do this for now."

"Several special friends have arrived. I need to discuss with them the matter of eliminating the killer team of the poker organization..."