This mansion in the night belonged to Maureen. As a senior cabinet official, there were many elite soldiers stationed in the mansion. It was heavily guarded, and Maureen's status could be seen from the tube.
A motorcade of twenty cars drove into the mansion. It seemed that Maureen had brought guests.
Law watched the scene silently, pinched his chin, and whispered to himself: "Do you want to do it tonight?"
He made a special trip to Berg City to get rid of Maureen, a potential trouble, as soon as possible after making sufficient preparations.
Raising his hand to touch the rough skin on his face, Law decided to do it tonight, but not now. He had to wait until midnight.
Time passed little by little, the dark clouds in the night sky slowly increased, and even the wind blew with a hint of coolness.
The moonlight gradually disappeared, and the brightly lit mansion was very conspicuous in the night.
At 11: 45 in the evening, the gate of the mansion was opened, and many soldiers with guns watched the five cars leave.
Law stayed in the tree and quietly watched the car leave. After that, he silently looked at the mansion in the distance.
At two o 'clock in the morning, Law began to act.
The mansion area was square, and there were soldiers patrolling and stationed in all directions at all times. It was a 24-hour shift system.
A considerable amount of manpower was invested in the defense, so there were not as many surveillance cameras as the O 'Hara Museum.
On the west side, after the soldiers on the tower missed him, Law climbed over the wall and hid in the shadows. After several twists and turns, he came to a house that seemed to be a warehouse.
"Da Da."
Small teams of ten people crossed each other in the large courtyard, leaving no gaps.
"Kacha."
The sound of a branch being stepped on suddenly came out.
The two nearby patrol squads acted as if they were conditioned reflexes. Some soldiers were responsible for notifying the others of the change, while more soldiers spread out and formed a semi-arc formation as fast as they could, heading towards the place where the sound came from.
"Meow."
A normal white house cat glanced at the soldiers. As if it was frightened, it ran towards the tall wall. With a leap, it jumped over the wall and disappeared into the night.
The leading soldier saw this, pressed the headset, and whispered: "The alarm is lifted, it's a white cat."
The soldiers who were attracted by the noise did not notice a figure flashing in the dark night, heading towards the house that occupied the largest area.
Outside the fence, the white cat walked away, found a tree, jumped up, and then its body changed. It was Law's Black Cat.
He sat on the tree trunk and looked at the mansion not far away. He picked his ears out of boredom, hoping that Luo Neng would finish his business soon.
Inside the mansion, Law kept avoiding the patrolling soldiers and cameras. He used a unique method to open a path and approached Maureen's bedroom step by step.
At three o 'clock in the morning, the soldiers in the mansion did not notice an outsider with ill intentions, nor did they know that the target they were protecting was walking step by step towards hell.
In a European-style room, a woman was lying on the bed, breathing evenly. She was sleeping.
This woman was the woman who had come into contact with Dove on Demon Island.
In the quiet room, another person silently walked out from the shadows and came to the bedside.
He did a lot of preparation and research to confirm and affirm the potential threat of this woman, and there was a guillotine hanging high in the dark.
No matter from which point of view, it gave Law sufficient motivation.
Law stood in front of the bed and quietly looked at Maureen in her sleep for a while. He bent his finger and condensed a fingernail-sized toxin and flicked it at Maureen.
The toxin silently entered Maureen's body, and Maureen's sleeping body trembled slightly. It seemed that there was an immediate reaction to the toxin entering her body.
After injecting the toxin, Law quietly left the room, avoided the heavy guards, and left the mansion. He came under a tree and met with the Black Cat.
"It's done?"
The Black Cat jumped down and asked.
Law nodded, let the Black Cat return to the back of his hand, and then went in the direction of the hotel where he was staying.
On the way, he removed the skin mask on his face and completely destroyed it, and then put on the skin mask he wore when he came to Berg City.
At nine o 'clock in the morning, O' Hara Museum Restaurant.
Cloba sat at the head of the long dining table, in front of him was a rich western-style breakfast, and in front of him was a huge LCD TV.
At this time, the female host on the TV was broadcasting a news.
Cloba stared at the TV, the fork in his hand was suspended in mid-air, with a poached egg hanging on it.
"Berg Grosset United Nations cabinet official Maureen Eddie was found dead in her house at 7: 25 this morning. The cause of death is still unknown, but it is very likely that she died of poisoning."
"At present, the police preliminarily concluded that it was a murder case."
"The strange thing is that Maureen Eddie's house was heavily guarded. People once joked that even a fly couldn't fly in the house of the famous Hawk Faction official Maureen, but after the incident, the guards stationed in the house didn't notice anything …"
Click.
Cloba turned off the LCD TV and then slowly put down the knife and fork.
"He did it, yes, it's definitely him."
"It's true …"
Cloba's breathing gradually quickened, his face trembled slightly, and he had no appetite.
With Maureen's death, the high-level officials of the Berg Grosset United Nations were in turmoil.
As a member of the Hawk Faction with a firm stance, it was inevitable that she would die of poisoning, and many people would actively imagine the cause and effect.
Everyone who was active in the vortex of power would probably not think that Maureen's death was not caused by a power struggle.
Three days later, Cloba received a call from Law.
"Mr. Cloba, please come to the 16th floor of the Hunters' Association building as soon as possible to discuss the cooperation."
Cloba swallowed his saliva and asked, "Maureen's matter …"
Law immediately interrupted and said, "I don't know what you're talking about. Five days later, I hope to see you at the Hunters' Association building."
With that, Law hung up the phone.
Cloba looked at the phone in his hand as if he lost his soul.
On the 16th floor of the Hunters' Association building, where the Lorraine Museum Company was located.
The office was very spacious, but there were only six desks. The extra space was basically filled with bookshelves, on which were Sa Ling's books. On the ground, there were many books piled up into a mountain.
Bohara walked around with a pile of books. At Sa Ling's request, he had to categorize the books that he found.
Sa Ling was reading a book and had no intention of helping at all.
Law and Sabot were sitting around a desk, looking at three items on the table, discussing how to deal with them. They had no intention of coming over to help either.
"I'll leave these three items to you. You can sell them directly to the black market. You should be able to get a good price."
Law stared at the three items on the table. They were the three treasures that were going to be displayed at the O 'Hara Museum dinner that night.
Sabot carefully picked up the glazed glass and asked, "You want to run away again?"
"Uh …"
Law touched the back of his head and said seriously: "I'm busy. You see, I invited a great god to do website maintenance and security management, but the price is to play games with others. I can't break the contract, can I?"
Sabot narrowed his eyes and said, "That's true, but why do I feel like you want to run away?"
"Am I that kind of person?" Law said seriously.
"Yes." Sabot replied without hesitation.
"Ahem, I can't let him wait. I have to go." Law coughed a few times and pointed at the computer monitor with his thumb.
With that, he walked over to the computer monitor.
"How long do you have to play?" Sabot looked at Law's back and asked a critical question. It could be said that he hit the bullseye.
Actually, playing games with him wouldn't take too long, but Law needed this as an excuse to run away.
He wanted to go to Whale Island, but he didn't want to be tied down by business.
"I don't know either."
He turned back and threw back such an answer. After that, regardless of Sabot's reaction, he turned into a flash of white light and disappeared into the computer monitor under Ikuxiube's operation.
Four days later, Cloba rushed over.
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