"Sorry, sir, there are too few clues. I can't be sure that it is Mrs. M who just passed away."
The time was too short, and William didn’t blame Sunday, “Where is the person who answered the phone?”
"A very popular Hong Kong in Asia," replied Sunday.
md, this was the first time that someone approached him. Thinking that there was a group of unknown people in the dark staring at him, William felt unhappy and also very annoyed.
He told Sunday: "Check it for me. As long as it can ensure our safety, I don't care about the process. As long as the result is the result, I authorize you to use any method."
"Understand, sir, the task has been recorded and started to be executed. The operation is in progress. The operation is in progress. Insufficient computing resources. Start retrieving vacant computing resources in Boston. The retrieval is in progress. Start operation. The estimated time is three days."
William, who was in a state of irritation, patted his earphones and said, "Be quiet."
In order to investigate this mysterious organization on Sunday, all vacant computing resources in Boston were quietly mobilized, causing many shut down hosts and servers in Boston to start up by themselves at night.
Unidentified organizations appeared around him and wanted to get close to him, which made William feel a sense of crisis. He no longer had the intention to watch the movie in the past few days about the polar bear gang incident.
Now that Pushkin's top thug has arrived in Boston, the defensive force around him will weaken.
After thinking for a moment, he dialed McCall's phone number. The call was quickly answered, "Good evening, Mr. Devonshire."
"Good evening, McCall, I have bad news to tell you. I just got the news that the five people you killed the day before yesterday were not just grooms.
The more secretive identity is that of a polar bear oligarch named Pushkin who is in charge of the stronghold on the east coast of the United States.
Half an hour ago, a plane from Polar Bear brought a man named Ted Renson. His mission was to investigate the cause of death of the five grooms you killed this time.
There will be a plane to the polar bears in two hours, Ted Lenson, I'll take care of it,
Your mission is to go to Polar Bear and kill Pushkin. Only by killing Pushkin, the financial backer, will everything end.
After you arrive at the polar bear, there will be a team of 4 to support you. It is up to you how to kill Pushkin. My only request is that it be clean."
"Understood", McCall didn't talk nonsense. He also knew that the matter would not end until the financial backers behind the scenes were killed.
Based on the polar bear gang's work habits, the pursuit of him will be relentless, and even everyone related to him will not be able to escape the pursuit.
After packing a few changes of clothes, McCall followed the text message prompts and took a taxi to a private airport in the suburbs.
Wearing a mask and baseball cap, he said the code to the waiting captain. After receiving the code, the captain didn't ask anything.
He only said to McCall: "Please come with me, sir, the plane is ready. The whole flight will take 9 and a half hours."
"Thank you." McCall didn't say much. He had flown to Moscow before and knew that Boston and Moscow seemed very far on the map, but the straight-line distance from Boston to Moscow was only about 1,800 kilometers.
As long as the plane flies north, taking the Bering Strait will save a lot of time.
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After seeing McCall off, William took the elevator to the underground parking lot and drove the Ducati R6 to the warehouse where the props and banknotes were stored.
I used my mental power to scan the entire warehouse. If no accidents were found, I put on my night clothes, hoods and gloves.
I took a dozen paper-cutting knives from the warehouse and opened the portal to the ventilation passage of the warehouse where Pushkin had hidden his money that I had located a few days ago.
He climbed into the warehouse along the passage and ignored the money in the warehouse. He needed to deal with the guards in the warehouse first so as not to be disturbed while moving the money.
With mental scanning, William quickly understood the situation near him.
It was night now, and only the thugs guarding the warehouse were in the warehouse. The workers who counted money and slaughtered people had gone home from get off work, which was exactly what William wanted.
When the door to the money room was opened, the four thugs guarding the door were shot through the head by flying knives before they could react.
There was a host that invaded the warehouse on Sunday and turned off the camera. William's journey was like taking a walk.
Any thugs who appeared within 50 meters of him did not react and were killed by flying knives.
More than ten minutes later, the last sleeping thug was twisted off. No accidents occurred. All the thugs were cleaned up quietly by William.
Open the portal, throw all the dead thugs into the mine used for garbage disposal in Oxford, and then pull out the water pipe to wash away the blood on the ground.
This is done to create the impression that the money was stolen by these thugs together. As long as no one is seen alive or dead, the whereabouts of the money will be determined by these thugs.
No one would believe that someone could quietly steal several tons of money. You must know that a US dollar bill with a face value of 100,100 US dollars weighs 1.05 tons.
It's crazy that so much money can't be transported away.
So William took care of the entire warehouse with Sunday's reminder and left no trace behind.
After spending more than an hour cleaning up the blood and other traces, William walked into the money storage warehouse excitedly.
This was really a mountain of money. It took several minutes for William to calm down, throw down the opened money bag, and open the teleporter to transport all the money bags to the props and coin warehouse.
Then it was hard work to take out the real money one bag after another and put the prop money into the bags.
By the time all the money exchanges were completed, it was already past 5 o'clock in the morning.
md, I’m so exhausted. William sat on the mountain of real money and covered his head, which was a little dizzy due to excessive use of mental power.
Listen to Sunday's report: "Sir, if the 100 and 50 notes are not mixed, there is a total of 630 million US dollars in cash here."
This news is not bad, although it is not as much as expected, but getting 630 million US dollars for free makes William feel very happy.
After resting for a while and regaining a lot of mental strength, he touched his gradually recovering head, exhaled heavily, and joked: "I'm probably the most expensive helper in the world."
"Sorry, sir, it's not probably, but definitely, you are the most expensive helper", a rare joke with William on Sunday.
"Haha", he laughed for a while, looked at the hill under his butt, and said with a grimace: "Fortunately, now you don't have to move the money out, you can move it into the purse, and you can use the storage space to complete it in about 10 trips.
One hundred million U.S. dollars is about 1.5 cubic meters. After resting for half an hour, William touched the mountain of money with his hand. When the storage space was full, he opened the portal to see the treasure room in Oxford.
Pile all the money on the gold nuggets in the treasure room. After 10 trips, all the money is finally transported to the castle in Oxford.
Back in Boston, I followed the instructions on Sunday and made a circuit short-circuit mechanism.
According to estimates on Sunday, in about 43 hours, around 12 o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, the circuit will short-circuit, sparks will splash on the paint, and then the exploded paint will scatter on the pile of props and money.
A closed warehouse with a few ventilation windows will burn as fiercely as a coal stove.
The road outside the warehouse is blocked by containers and the fire trucks cannot get in at all. All the money will be burned in less than 2 hours.
The thugs were gone, the money was burned, and the warehouse was rented online on Sunday under a false identity, so even if someone suspected, there would be no clues.