Struggle in Russia

Gabriel suddenly became a little more comfortable. To be honest, he did have the idea of ​​getting rid of little Silviu. But he couldn't find the right timing. That guy was slipperier than a loach, and he couldn't catch his tail at all.

And Gabriel didn't have any reliable manpower to do this. After all, he was mainly in charge of business in the gang, and the people who fought and killed were all on Torel's side.

"Evans, don't talk nonsense!" Gabriel immediately dismissed himself, "I have no grievances with little Silviu, why should I kill my brother!"

Evans just sneered, but didn't speak. This made Gabriel's heart flutter, and he wondered if the old shady peacemaker wanted to make trouble. Didn't he push Torel to mess with him?

"You have no grievances with little Silviu?" Torel smiled, and pointed out bloodily: "Then last month on Dock Street, who had a conflict with little Silviu, and said harshly to him What the hell? Accounting officer, do you want me to ask the person to remind you!"

Gabriel broke out in a cold sweat immediately, because it really happened. At that time, little Silviu caught one of his feet, and the two sides had an ugly fight. He was really forced to speak harshly.

"That...that's just...it's just a moment of impatience, and it's just that I don't choose what to say!"

Gabriel stammered, "That can't be true!"

Tuorel sneered: "You can't take what you said yourself to be true, so what you said today can be taken seriously again? Tell me, did you pay the murderer to kill little Silviu!"

Gabriel couldn't help but feel a little anxious in the face of Torrel who was pressing every step of the way, so he could only ask Evans for help again: "Vice leader, please help to be fair! I really didn't mean that!"

Evans became more and more contemptuous of this fat man. When he was cocking his tail, his relatives would not recognize him as the deputy gang leader.

He was so tired of Gabriel, and if it wasn't for the old gang leader's explanation, he really wanted to follow Torrel's wishes and just give up on this guy.

"Master, although the accounting officer is suspected, the matter still needs to be investigated. You can't suspect your brother just because of a little suspicion. The most urgent thing now is to quickly investigate and find the murderer!"

Torrel stared at Gabriel viciously, but he could only sigh secretly in his heart. Because although the fat man is suspected, there is no evidence that he is not. You can't kill the second and third figures in the gang just because of a momentary quarrel, right?

If you really want to do that,

So there are many people who have had conflicts and quarrels with little Silviu, should we arrest them all and kill them all?

Torrel snorted sullenly, and responded: "Then I will leave this matter to the deputy gang leader for you to investigate. Find the murderer as soon as possible! At that time, I will dig out their hearts and livers to pay homage to the soul of little Silvius! "

After speaking, he gave Gabriel a vicious look again, the meaning of the warning threat was quite obvious.

But Gabriel is not particularly worried, because firstly Silviu is dead, and Torrel dare not touch him casually, and secondly, Evans is responsible for finding out the truth. The stability, will never mess around. In the end, he was upright and not afraid of the shadow slanting, he really didn't kill little Silviu. What is there to worry about?

Gabriel didn't take the so-called search for the truth seriously. He thought that Silviu's death was probably the Russian's revenge. After all, the two sides have had a lot of trouble in the past few months, and it is quite normal for the Russians to retaliate.

It's just that the fat man didn't think about it at all, the death of little Silviu was a conspiracy at all, and it was completely aimed at the top of the Hammer Gang.

"Are you sure little Silviu is dead?"

It was still the same coffee shop, sitting back to back, still covering his lips with newspapers, but this time Vishniak got used to it a lot, probably because practice makes perfect, it has been like this almost every day for the past half month, and he has gotten used to it This new way of communicating.

And he had to admit that this method of communication was indeed safe. In the eyes of unrelated bystanders, they were just two passers-by who happened to sit together reading newspapers and drinking coffee. It is completely unexpected that such two passers-by are doing some conspiracy.

"Totally dead! He was hit five times and his neck was almost cut off. Unless he is the descendant of Count Dracula, there is no reason why he can survive."

"Great, don't go outside for the next few days, in case someone sees your face before the incident, and wait until the Hammer Gang and the Iron Eagle fight, and then come out to make trouble."

Vishniak asked curiously: "Why did you provoke the conflict between the Hammer Gang and the Iron Eagle Society? What good would it do us if they fight? By the way, I heard that the Iron Eagle Society seems to have thousands of connections with China. Inextricably linked, are you a little cheating yourself?"

"The Tie Ying Society is not one of our own," Li Xiao said nonchalantly, "In the end, they are also a group of scum, cheating, kidnapping and forcing the good into prostitution. I am not the same as them."

Vishniak shrugged. He also had a certain understanding of the Iron Eagle Society. As Li Xiao said, this gang mainly composed of Russians and Serbs is indeed not a good bird, and what they have done is indeed full of evil. , is indeed an out-and-out scum and scum.

Anyway, after knowing what they did, Vishniak didn't have any psychological burden to pit these people. He was just curious why Li Xiao provoked the conflict between the Hammer Gang and the Iron Eagle Society.

"When they fight, we can take advantage of the loopholes and make it easier for us to carry out the next step." Li Xiao explained.

Vishniak asked suddenly: "By the way, you didn't expose it? After all, if you didn't make an appointment with little Silviu to discuss business, we wouldn't be able to track down his whereabouts. If the Hammer Gang wants to track it down, it is impossible not to check Are you in danger?"

Li Xiao took a sip of his coffee calmly and said with a smile, "I am in no danger. My current identity is a researcher at the Institute of International Relations of the University of Paris, France. I am here to conduct research in Constanta, and by the way support the liberation of the Romanian people." Athletic..."

Vishniak really can't complain, only someone can come up with this fucking false identity, what the hell researcher? What is that?

Just when Vishniak was secretly complaining, Li Xiao said again: "Of course I am also the special correspondent sent to Constanta by the French "Liberation Daily", and the special staff of the French Holy Grace to care for the humanitarian disaster in Wallachia. The director general of the foundation. So I am a good friend of the Romanian people, how could I be in danger?"