Jedi Seeking Pot [Comprehensive British and American]

"Coincidentally, I also need an employer (money) like you," Unregistered laughed.

"300 meters is no problem?"

"No problem," Anonymous nodded to confirm, "but I am required to bring my own firearms. I believe you can help me through customs."

This is indeed a quirk, but not uncommon among snipers.Usually these killers will be equipped with their own sniper/shooter/guns, because of the familiar configuration, the accuracy will be much higher than that of new guns.

Moran really agreed.

"Happy cooperation," Unnamed shook hands with Moran again, "Now you can drink that glass of wine. I heard that it is shameful to waste it, and you will be beaten."

So Anonymous reached a consensus with Moran, who said that the amount of the commission was not a problem at all, all he needed was a reliable sniper who obeyed 100% of the orders.

As long as the target is not Deadpool, Unnamed has no psychological pressure on this matter at all.

"Wade, I have to go to England," he called Deadpool, "don't rush to find me when you come back—it's just a single task, it sounds very convenient."

"Hey, that's fine, sweetheart, be safe—I'll bring you four presents when I come back this time!"

The signal on Deadpool's side doesn't seem to be very good. I don't know if he has sneaked into some underground base again.But there seems to be no enemy over there. When the signal can be connected, you can hear the echo produced by the empty space over there.

It's okay if there's no danger.Unnamed I hope that Deadpool will stop answering the phone when sneaking into the mission in the future.

After receiving unnamed information, Zemo conducted an in-depth investigation of Sebastian Moran.

He is a former colonel in the British Army and is known as the most outstanding sniper in the army.It is hard to imagine why such a distinguished colonel would choose to retire.

After retiring, his whereabouts were completely erased.Zemo made many inquiries, but only vaguely heard that there was a criminal leader in England known as "Napoleon of crime", and it was rumored that Moran was his second-in-command.

Moriarty claimed to be a criminal counselor, offering programs to all kinds of would-be criminals.His criminal network is intricate, just like a big spider that has woven its network in England and waits for its prey to come to its door.

It's harder to imagine why Britain's best sniper would come to America and try to find another sniper in a mercenary bar than an army colonel hired by criminals and turned into a killer.

It can't be for the purpose of building a QQ group to communicate with friends, right?

Anonymous thought about it, unless Moran had forgotten all about his sniper skills in the past few years, the task in his hand must have required multiple people to perform it at different locations at the same time.

Whether it's a conspiracy related to the British government, or purely for a little friend to squat and guard two fox holes in the woods while hunting, Anonymous said that he has money to talk about.

Zemo also warns him that in addition to the consulting criminal who wants to hire him, there is another consulting detective in London, Sherlock Holmes.

Detectives are much more high-profile than criminals, and Zemo even showed Anonymous a blog, said to be written by the detective's assistant, in which they wrote many interesting cases they solved.

Unknown felt that this kind of high IQ event was not suitable for him.

But he quickly noticed that the media in London seemed to be unfriendly to consulting detectives. Recently, they had been attacking Mr. Holmes as the leader of all crimes, and being a detective was just a trick.

Flipping through the news on the front page of The Times, Anonymous only had a simple exclamation.

This detective has a really long face.

All the actions of knowing the background information are to be able to evacuate in time when the mission goes wrong, especially when he is far away in London and has no knowledge of the local situation at all.

As for what his employer, Mr. Moriarty, wanted to do, and how this mission had anything to do with consulting detectives, Anonymous didn't care too much.

He is only responsible for killing people, and the aftermath should be left to the employer to deal with.

The next day, as agreed, Anonymous arrived at New York's JFK International Airport on time.

Unnamed dragged Deadpool's loving pink suitcase, which almost scared Moran into dementia.

He felt that these Yankees might not be normal.Fortunately, the unnamed face value passed the test, even if you stand still and drag a bright pink suitcase, you can still enter——

Moran thought he was wrong, very wrong.

He thought he could go blind after seeing the glittery pink Hello Kitty pattern on the suitcase.I'm sorry boss, my dog's eyes are already blind, and I may not be able to snipe your target. Is it too late to go back and hire another sniper?

I don't know what method Moran has, and he went straight through the security check with his piano case containing AWM on his back.Once again, he saw the powers of the consulting criminal in England.

Every time I fly by plane, I have the urge to skydive. It’s true, especially this time it’s a passenger plane. Looking at the terrain below, Anonymous has been calculating where to jump all the way. It’s easier.

Of course you can't really dance.

Moran, who was sitting next to him, watched the unnamed eight/nine hours without closing his eyes, and couldn't help but sigh that he is really a dedicated and vigilant mercenary, and his favorability has slightly increased.

England, Anonymous has never been to.In fact, apart from that time in Sokovia, he has never stepped out of New York, let alone took an eight/nine hour plane to Great Britain.

It is colder than New York, and it rains and fogs all year round in London.Unnamed put on a light gray woolen coat, and the sharpness of the whole person was restrained a lot because of this soft tone.

The fog in London is indeed heavy, but after walking in the fog for a while, the woolen windbreaker became heavy again due to the moisture.Anonymous thought of the fog map.

It was also a taxi that picked up Moran and him at the airport, which made him wonder if Deadpool had learned a bad habit from the British, so he chartered a taxi every day to run around.

The apartment looked very ordinary, not at all like a place where the 'Napoleon of crime' would live.

But the place where the Winter Soldier lives is also very down-to-earth, Anonymous thinks so.He is a super assassin who has lived for almost 100 years.Are you saying that the heads of crime are rarer, or that assassins who live to a hundred years and still look young are rarer?

The decoration of the apartment is low-key, but it can be seen that every piece of decoration is of great value. This style can be seen to be inherited from the owner of the apartment.

"Ah, hello!" James Moriarty sat in an armchair by the window, wearing a neat tailored black suit.He jumped up to greet Anonymous, as if genuinely very happy.

He is actually not too tall, not even as tall as Unknown.He also didn't have the sense of oppression that a mafia boss should have. If he insisted on describing his whole person, there would be only one word: crazy.

Behavior is extraordinarily frivolous, every move seems to be joking, and his eyes are full of cruelty that can be called 'naive'.

Anything unbelievably cruel would be a casual decision for this criminal.

"Hello, I'm Unknown." Unknown smiled with his eyes bent. He heard that when the other party in the conversation is happy, he should also show empathy appropriately, so that he can be more like an ordinary person.

The brown hair looks very soft, and the broken hair is scattered on the forehead, which makes people feel extremely harmless.There is a smile in the blue eyes, and it is not forced to hold on.

No, not ordinary at all.Mr. Moran, who stood behind Moriarty, was in a bad mood. He looked at Anonymous, who was smiling harmlessly, and at his very happy boss.

Generally speaking, when the boss laughs, the person opposite will cry.But obviously Unnamed is not a normal person.

Moriarty apparently wanted to try to make Anonymous cry, too.

"Your sweet little friend Tris," he said, "I hope you haven't forgotten her? She's worth a fortune now."

"?" Unknown blinked, "Is she going to play football?"

Moran couldn't help but let out a muffled laugh from the corner of his mouth.

"I heard that three research institutes are robbing her. It's better to let her be careful when she walks at night," Moriarty said with a smile. "Of course, she has to thank you well. Without your serum, A little mutant is definitely not worth so much."

Anyone here would probably be tempted to beat Moriarty up.

however--

"A living research body is better than a dead body, so both I and the research institute win. Is this how the term is used?" Unnamed shrugged indifferently.

This question couldn't be more stupid.His purpose was to keep Triss alive, but in the final analysis it was just because he wanted to do so.As for what happened next, what does it matter to him?

Anonymous has long been mentally prepared: Triss, who is determined to die, will never be grateful to him, and may even hate herself for adding burdens to her on her own initiative.

It doesn't matter, if you hate it, you won't lose a piece of meat: if anyone comes to kill him, he will kill him back, it's as simple as that.

Moriarty laughed, sounding genuinely pleased.

Win-win is actually not used in this way at all, but Anonymous really suits his appetite.If Sherlock was not still there, Moriarty felt that he could regard Unnamed as a new opponent.

Perhaps a partner would be more precise, though.

Much more interesting than Fisk.That hypocrite who pretends to be a philanthropist and keeps saying 'save New York', how can there be a baby mercenary like Unknown who has no sense of morality?

Want to poach him to quit.

It's just wonderful.

As the background board, Moran felt a sense of crisis: Is the boss looking for a new love again?