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Bai Liu's good mood continued, and Mo Yao felt really baffled. Asked him what a wife is, Bai Liu said, a wife means you are a very important person to me, someone I trust. Mo Yao frowned again, the next day

At noon, he and Yun were going to negotiate with Krupp. When Yun was driving there, Mo Yao shamelessly asked, "What does the wife mean?"

Yun said, "How come the boss is asking this?"

"curious."

"My wife means my wife."

Mo Yao's lips twitched and he stopped talking.

Bai Liu took advantage of him, but miraculously, he didn't feel angry.

The negotiations in the afternoon went smoothly. A few people met at the river. Mo Yao chartered a yacht for one person. There were only three of them on the boat. No one was monitoring. Krupp was Mo Yao's gun. He would shoot whatever Mo Yao wanted him to do.

, absolutely no objection.

Mo Yao knew that the death of such a large number of people would be equivalent to a major blood exchange. At this time, Krupp naturally wanted all his people to take over, but Mo Yao put three of his own people in. Krupp saw that Mo Yao still stayed.

Five places were given to her, so there was nothing to say. This person was short-sighted and only looked at immediate interests, so it was easier to get rid of him. The key was that the assassination last night shocked people.

Even if it wasn't Mo Yao who sat down, many people thought it was Mo Yao who did it. After all, these people were all against him. After they died, they would immediately put their own people in place. Of course, if someone wanted to talk, Mo Yao didn't care.

Krupp was afraid that the godfather would kill him if he was unhappy, so he became more and more cautious, lest something go wrong.

The few people talked for several hours on the yacht. Mo Yao asked about the case. The matter was handed over to the Berlin police. Yun was just checking the information secretly. The man was too smart and left no clues. There were many police officers and he had little experience in handling the case.

Rich is better than them coming forward. They are busy with other things and naturally have no time to play this kind of game. They care about that person very much, but they know that the killer of that person will not be caught.

As Mo Yao expected, Krupp said that there was no movement at the police station and that there was nothing wrong. The video was so damaged that it was almost impossible to watch. Mo Yao was moved and called Mo Chen to ask him

Repair damaged video recordings.

Half an hour later, Mo Chen called him. He told Mo Yao that the video had been wiped clean. The only organization with such technology except the number one terrorist organization was the NSA. Mo Yao was a little surprised. The Mafia's satellites were not comparable.

There are many members of the First Terrorist Organization, and their functions are incomparable. After all, the technology is limited and difficult, and the information he can track is less than that of the First Terrorist Organization.

Mo Chen once tricked Kaka into sharing the channel with him, but Kaka kicked him back.

"It's so powerful. It seems that this time's opponent is very interesting." Mo Yao sneered. In this case, it is not necessarily the work of these two organizations. Top hackers can also sneak into their systems to operate.

But the difficulty factor is very high. Just like the first terrorist organization, with its terrifying firewall and combat power, people on earth cannot invade at all. If they invade, it is estimated that the entire satellite will be paralyzed. Then there is more than this, so maybe

Not very sexual.

Mo Yao could only judge that one was done by insiders, and the other was hackers. The only ones hackers could access were the NSA. Of course, this was also very difficult.

Mo Chen said, "Boss, would you like to say hello to Kaka and ask him?"

"No need." Mo Yao had his own plan, "Leave this matter to the Berlin police. You have other things to do."

"What?"

Mo Yao went to the stern of the ship to tell Mo Chen something and quickly hung up the phone. Yun would not ask for such secrets. She must not listen to what she said must be very important. Krupp was scared to death, and Mo Yao was too lazy.

Seeing this piece of trash, I let him go as soon as the boat docked.

Yun asked, "Boss, how many days do we have to stay here?"

"Let's go after all the pig heads are done." Mo Yao said, and Yun Puchi smiled. The boss is a very serious person. Basically, it is rare to use pig heads in curse words, which adds a touch of humor.

It can be seen that Krupp is really a pig.

"It may take a week for him to finish everything. During this time, someone in their old group will rebel. Krupp may be in danger, and you, the boss, may also be the target of assassination." Yun said seriously.

Mo Yao nodded, "So you go protect him these days and don't let him die. If you do, you have to wait for our people to take action. Now he is worthless once he dies. I have to keep his life valuable."

"Understood." Yun said, went ashore and left to become Krupp's bodyguard. Mo Yao drove back to the apartment and called Bai Liu on the way to ask where Bai Liu was. Bai Liu said he was at the Brandenburg Gate, not far from his apartment. Mo Yao

Drive directly there.

The Brandenburg Gate is a historic building. It is the triumphal arch of Berlin. It is made of milky white granite. There is a bronze statue of victory standing on the gate tower. On the east side, the Linden Street stretches and there are many palaces. The white willows are very beautiful.

, the entire Arc de Triomphe and a corner of the palace can be painted, which tested his skills, and the painting was also very complicated. It took him two hours to paint half of the Brandenburg Gate. When Mo Yao arrived, he was in front of his easel

Drinking water, two people were watching him paint. Mo Yao walked over and said, "Not finished yet?"

"How do you feel after you are not satisfied with half of the painting and then tear it up and paint it again?" Bai Liu presented the treasure, like a child waiting to be praised. Mo Yao nodded, affirming his skill and maturity. Bai Liu was very happy and told Mo Yao that he knew what he was doing.

As he was painting with him, Bai Liu asked, "Are you okay today?"

"It's all taken care of." Mo Yao said, Bai Liu nodded and stopped asking.

Bai Liu is not a painter who paints very quickly. He paints very slowly and carefully. Every line is drawn very carefully without making any mistakes. Such seriousness and calmness are rare in a twenty-three-year-old man.

.Many people at this age are very anxious, confused, and still have the impulsiveness of youth, but he does not. Mo Yao likes to have this kind of tranquility around him most of the time, as if to wash away all the unpleasant tranquility in life.

Bai Liu was afraid that he would be bored, so she smiled and chatted with him. Mo Yao asked him to just take care of himself. A van stopped not far from them. Mo Yao reached over and pointed at a place. He wanted to say that it was handled very well.

Suddenly a cold and sharp metallic luster passed over his fingertips. Mo Yao suddenly grabbed Bai Liu and fell to the side. A hole immediately appeared in the album, sniper...

Silent sniper.


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