Opening the email, it was another unsigned email from the headquarters. The content was only one sentence, "Once the investigation begins, please pay attention to your safety at all times. You will not only face the assassins of the Ancestor's Crossbow, but also an internal investigation. Once the investigation begins, you will be qualified for promotion. Good luck."
Seeing this email, David Maslow sat in the boss' chair and pondered. It was impossible for him to give up the investigation after a lifetime of philosophy, but these two emails made it clear that things were dangerous.
He was not a hothead, and he knew what he would face once the investigation began. After thinking for a long time, he picked up the phone and called one of his subordinates.
"Mika, come to me."
After hanging up the phone, David Maslow opened the printer on his computer and took out a file bag. He put the printed documents related to the Ancestor's Crossbow case into the bag and put it on his desk.
A few minutes later, a black girl knocked on the door and walked into David Maslow's office. "Boss, you were looking for me?"
"Yes." David Maslow pretended to look at the file bag on his desk and then covered it with other documents. "How's the case on your hands going?"
"I finished it yesterday. You have a new case for me?" Maslow's action aroused Mika's curiosity.
"So fast?"
"Of course. Isn't it just a few theft cases? It's not difficult. "Mika smiled." Boss, I've been here for two years. Can't you give me some challenging cases? "
Maslow shook his head. "You're a woman. I can't give you some cases, or you won't be able to eat in the future. Wait for me. I have a few tricky cases on hand. Treat them as a test for you."
Finishing his words, Maslow stood up and walked to the archives room in the office. Mika saw Maslow enter the room and immediately picked up the file bag on the desk. She opened it and her eyes were attracted by the documents in her hand.
Time passed unknowingly. Maslow, who was standing at the door of the archives room, wanted to come out several times, but he saw Mika completely immersed in the documents. After five or six minutes, Maslow was afraid that Mika would suspect him of taking so long to get the files and then suspect his motives. He coughed and walked out.
"I'm sorry, boss." Mika saw Maslow's helpless expression and hurriedly changed the topic. "Boss, are all these cases real?"
"What do you think?" Maslow deliberately said in a teasing tone, "Ninja? Damn it, it's the 21st century now. How could there be ninjas? Okay, don't worry about that. Here's the file. Once you're done, give it to me immediately."
Mika nodded and took the portfolio. "Alright, Boss, I'll take care of it." She turned and walked a few steps, then turned back and pointed at the documents on the table. "Boss, since you're not interested in investigating the crossbow case, why don't you give it to me?"
"Nothing much. It's pointless to investigate these kinds of cases without any leads. Besides, many of them are from other countries. Instead of wasting time, it's better to help me with a few New York cases."
"I'm just looking around, I promise I won't delay the mission you've given me," Mika said, trying to curry favor with him. "Boss, just think of it as broadening my horizons."
Maslow knew Mika would be curious, but he feigned a helpless expression. "Alright, I'll remind you again. Don't delay your case."
"Understood, Boss." Mika picked up the portfolio on the table, nodded at Maslow with a smile, and went back to her office.
As soon as she sat down, Mika opened the portfolio. Even though it was the second time she saw the description of the case, she was still shocked and curious. She kept asking herself, "Is there really a thousand-year-old ninja assassin organization in this world?"
The curious Mika had been completely immersed in the crossbow case for the past two days. She didn't realize that her boss, David Maslow, hadn't asked her about the case at hand.
David Maslow, on the other hand, had indirectly provided Mika with a lot of conveniences after confirming that she was working on the Ancestral Crossbow case. Mika had even asked her close colleagues to help her with the case, but Maslow had pretended not to know.
On the third day, Mika knocked on Maslow's office door, holding the portfolio that her colleague had helped with.
After Maslow finished reading the file, Mika held the portfolio and said, "Boss, do you have time? I want to tell you something. "
Maslow took the document bag from Mika and rolled his eyes. "Didn't I tell you to stop investigating this case?" he said angrily. "Didn't I tell you to stop investigating this case? Ninja? This is the most ridiculous case I've heard this year. "
"Boss, just ten minutes. I'll take up ten minutes of your time. You can't let me waste a few days of my time on this investigation and end up with nothing, right?"
Maslow looked down at the portfolio in his hand. He was happy that Mika's investigation had made progress, but he was also worried that the case was real. He sighed. "I hope I won't regret listening to your report. Okay, just ten minutes."
When they arrived at the conference room, Maslow deliberately closed the door behind them. Mika, on the other hand, didn't seem to care at all. She went straight to the point. "I used my connections to check the original transcripts of all the cases in this folder, and I found two very interesting clues.
"Two?" Maslow asked curiously.
"Yes, there are two. Whether it's the case from one or two hundred years ago, the case from the recent decades, or even the recent Grey Gang case in New York, they all have one thing in common, and that's that there's a letter in all of them. A letter without any words but containing black sand."
Maslow took the portfolio from Mika and looked through it. 70% of the files did mention black sand and letters. "What's the second clue?"
"Hehe, the second clue is that in five or six of these cases, there were witnesses who mentioned a hundred pounds of gold." Mika took out a document from the portfolio.
"I can't check the cases too far away, but I checked the New York banks in our database that have dealings with the black market. I found that the day before the Grey Gang vendetta case, there was a transfer of funds worth a hundred pounds of gold.
Plus, the murderer used sharp weapons, not guns. Boss, who in this day and age would use a knife to kill a Grey Gang member? "
Mika raised her eyebrows. You know what I mean.
Maslow stood there quietly. He already believed Mika's deduction, but he said, "I still don't believe it. If this assassin organization really exists, why would their employment rate be the same for a thousand years?"
"But now we have evidence that they really exist," Mika argued.
"Okay, this story sounds interesting. Let's call it a day." Maslow didn't wait for Mika to speak. He opened the door and returned to his office.
He sat in his chair and thought about whether he should investigate the case or not. With the evidence and the email from the headquarters, he was convinced that the assassin organization really existed.
But if he really wanted to investigate, Maslow was hesitant. This was no laughing matter. One wrong move and someone would die.
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