The Modern Age of the Mysterious

Sean could feel that Daisy was already unhappy with Fat Mo's finger-pointing.

Sean had learned before that the black market gods business was originally run by Petrich. In order to ensure the relationship and considering the impact of the collapse of the bootleg business on Bill, Daisy agreed to Bill's shareholding after Peter passed away. ask.

Now, Bill's dog-legger is in turn pointing fingers at his own decisions and ideas, and Daisy will naturally feel resentful.

Seeing Daisy's firm attitude, Fei Mo changed his words: "Ms. Rich, you are right, our magic business really needs a partner who has a channel of explorers to join...

"But there are too many people familiar with the explorers in New York City, and Mr. Bill knows a few good candidates.

"What's more..." Fat Mo turned to Sean, and said quickly and insincerely, "No offense... Mr. Sean has not done anything for us. If we let him join, I think it will offend a lot of old guys. , and quite risky…”

"Doing things" from the mouth of a gang advisor means nothing more than some illegal dirty work, and Sean naturally understands it.

Daisy put out the cigarette **** and wanted to get angry.

Considering that the relationship between Daisy and Bill might be affected once the talk collapsed, Sean took the opportunity to put down his knife and fork and said first: "You are right...

"So, what can I and my friends do?" Sean's tone deliberately emphasized "my friends", referring to the "friends" of the explorers who were willing to help behind him.

Daisy turned to Sean in surprise - she just wanted to help Sean while introducing a new partner to check and balance Bill, who was despising herself more and more, and didn't want Sean to really do some "dirty work"...

Fat Mo didn't expect Sean to pick up the slack, and looked at this foreigner who was a bit sharp-edged at the moment.

At first, when I heard Bill say that Daisy was going to introduce a new partner, Fat Mo thought that Sean was just Daisy's new lover. , I didn't expect Sean to show the sincerity of "doing things".

Fat Mo thought for a while and said: "Mr. Bill is in the casino in the southern district, and business has suddenly deteriorated recently.

"I just learned that it's the guys from the nearby Miles Gang who are spreading rumors that Mr. Bill's casino is out of thousands, causing gamblers to go to their house...

"If you could convey some information, I think I would have a different opinion of you..."

Lessons from an underground casino... For whatever purpose, Sean has no moral baggage, so he asks: "Are there any people who have mastered the mystery among the guards on the other side?"

Fat Mo nodded and said: "The small treasury of the casino is also afraid of being coveted by explorers. There will always be a few people who are involved in the mystery, but their ability will not exceed the jack level...

Although the returns are huge, Sean needs to pay 2,000 New Zealand dollars in equity when he takes a stake in Daisy and Bill's business. Although Daisy is willing to borrow, Sean doesn't want to owe too much, so this is also a problem he needs to solve at present.

Considering this investment, Sean also intends to make this vote, so he naturally leans back on the back of the chair: "Let's make it clear first - I'm only responsible for teaching them, and the gains in doing things belong to me."

Fat Mo was a little puzzled by Sean's confidence.

The other party's casino is guarded by seven or eight gunmen and a person who masters the mystery. Why is he so confident?

Even if he befriends two or three official explorers, and they are willing to do this work for him, that's a very risky thing, and he can't be so calm.

Fat Mo thinks Sean is either wrong or is bluffing, so he adds: "Of course. But I've said it before, I'm not talking about passing the message, it's to make them dare not dare to do it again. The kind that opens a casino in the Southside!

"They're not some honest laundry room owner, someone who will leave if you frighten them..."

Sean raised a hand and interrupted Fat Mo's nonsense: "There is no need for more words in the dialogue of smart people."

After asking for the address of Miles helping the casino, he got up to say goodbye to Daisy, and then turned to the fat accountant who had been babbling: "I'll do it in three days. Prepare yourself."

—

Sean's confidence is not blind.

The Miles Gang is a recent gang that has popped up on the streets of New Testament, more like a bunch of street gangsters before they got into the specialty drugs and casino business.

In a gang of this size, it is impossible for an enemy of the level of "Thug" Carlos to appear.

And Fat Mo also made it clear that the ability of the special person guarding the casino will not exceed the jack level.

So Sean knew that everything was within his power.

However, in order to ensure the smooth operation, Sean stepped on the spot in advance on the first night and arrived at this underground casino in the southern district.

This is a large factory, located under the Brooklyn Bridge across the East River. Standing outside the factory, you can see one of the earliest steel cable bridges illuminated by electric lights. It seems to be full of industrial and modern feeling. the gate of heaven.

Sean did not enter the factory building from the main entrance, but quietly reached the top of the factory building with the help of the spirit tentacles.

Walking softly to a skylight, Sean probed into it—

The workshop seems to be a handmade motorcycle workshop, with various parts and workshop tools scattered in the empty workshop.

In the dim light, Sean could see six gaming tables. A lot of gamblers are playing around the table. Some members of the surrounding Miles gang were smoking in a daze, and some drinking and chatting on the tattered sofa.

Sean observes the terrain and personnel, making plans in his mind...

After thinking about it, he realized that he needed a helper.

—

"What?! Robbery of an underground casino?!"

It was already the second day, and Moonlight was sitting in the backyard chatting with Sean. After Sean revealed his plan, Moonlight blurted out and looked at Sean in shock.

Thankfully Winnie wasn't home at this time.

Sean didn't expect that Moonlight's reaction would be so great, and looked at the sky helplessly, hoping that his friend would behave a little more normal.

Moonlight frowned at Sean and shook his head slowly, as if he had just met him: "Sean, I didn't expect you to be such a…

The pianist's eyes lit up: "Genius!

"Why can't I think of such an exciting way to make money?!"

Sean knew that Moonlight would definitely like this kind of thing, so there was no surprise.

But he still had some indigestion to his sudden reaction. He took a sip of chrysanthemum tea to sort out his emotions, and then continued to talk about his thoughts and arrangements.

After listening to Sean's plan, Moonlight's face was eccentric and implicitly expected, with a mysterious smile on his face: "I know where your inspiration for this plan came from..."

Sean tilted his head noncommittally: "It's not difficult to rob. What's difficult is that we have to use our special abilities without letting people see clues and leave clues so that they can track them down afterwards.

"On the one hand I don't want us to be targeted by a gang, that would be troublesome."

"On the other hand... the association has zero tolerance for explorers using special abilities to commit crimes, and I don't want us to be dragged to the explorer's court and have our licenses revoked.

"That's why I thought of this method."

Sean found Moonlight's expression a bit strange.

With an expression of admiration, taking into account the kind of smirk he understood, after holding it back for a long time, he finally said: "Oh, Sean, you are good or bad, I am good..."

Sean shuddered, quickly put the white porcelain teacup on the table, and unconsciously touched the gun pouch. Moonlight was honest, whistling to watch the scenery.