MM Racing Chapter 3220 The Shadow of Faraines (7)
Chapter 3220 The Shadow of Faraines (7)
Chapter 3220 The Shadow of Faraines (Seventeen)
Judging from the size of the bank and the size of the city, this guy should be a businessman with some money, a second- or third-rate rich man in the city, and he probably only does local business.
Don't underestimate such rich people. Many of them have been running their businesses locally for many generations. They are not as rich as others, but better than most.
More importantly, the interpersonal relationships of such people are actually more complicated than those of the top wealthy people.
Does Bruce Wayne have any real enemies?
It's not Batman, but Wayne's identity means that he will not have any real enemies, because people at the bottom can't contact him, and people at the top are more concerned about interests, and there is no benefit at all in becoming mortal enemies with Wayne.
This is because the Wayne family has reached the top, and making friends with them can bring people greater benefits than offending them. It is really difficult for anyone to sincerely want to make things difficult for them.
But this is not the case with these local wealthy businessmen. They have been doing business in a city for generations, and they have offended people when they made their fortunes. After several generations of business, some grudges faded with time, but some became more and more intense, and finally became mortal enemies.
Especially if he cannot achieve a monopoly in the industry in this city, his competitors will definitely hate him to the core, and will try every means to suppress him, either openly or secretly, in order to make profits for themselves.
We can't rule out the possibility that some madman might get so angry that he decides to physically destroy him.
Of course the man knew that the two people in front of him were not sent by his competitors, but the problem was that if he was missing, the police would definitely investigate.
Outsiders don't know, how could he, a local, not know? There is not a single police officer in the United States who will check interpersonal relationships. When they are free, they drink coffee, eat donuts and clean police cars. When catching criminals, they break into houses, engage in gunfights, and engage in speed and passion.
The main reason is that the national conditions in the United States do not support the police visiting every household to investigate interpersonal relationships. There is no such thing as a close relationship between the police and the people in the United States. Everyone is wary of the police like they are criminals. Because there are too many precedents of police sting operations, most people will not say a word when they see the police, so there is no way to investigate interpersonal relationships.
Therefore, once they encounter a case that may be a vendetta and the victim's interpersonal relationships are very complicated, they basically won't handle it because they simply don't know where to start. There aren't enough cameras, and they can't get any answers from asking. What else can they do?
If these two guys really robbed a bank today, the police would still spend effort to chase them. After all, if they are not deterred, everyone will dare to rob a bank.
But if they just kidnapped one person, and that person has many enemies, the police would most likely classify it as a vendetta. Reporting the person missing and checking surveillance footage would be considered them doing their duty.
Thinking of this, the man broke out in a cold sweat. He swallowed and said immediately, "I have money. I can give you money. As long as you don't kill me, everything is fine."
"No hurry, what business are you in?" Bruce asked.
“Well, I opened a decorating company.”
The man didn't dare to hide it, because he didn't know how Bruce knew that his birthday was in January. He guessed that Bruce might have investigated him a long time ago. If he was caught lying, he would be in danger.
"It's a big business, right?"
"It's... it's not bad. I can rank in the top three in the city. No, I should be almost second."
"Oh? Then who's first in line?"
"This... of course it's Xierteke. They rank first in every industry in Xierteke. After all, the city is named after their family."
"Pretty arrogant." Bruce said with a pout. The Pale Knight saw his lips move, as if to say "I haven't even changed the name of Gotham to Wayne City."
"Yes, no one here can challenge Siltek." The man shrank his neck and said, "I just barely make a living."
"Didn't you say you were rich?"
"We are rich, but not as rich as before. I don't know what's wrong with that old guy Sirtek. He has been suppressing our business madly recently. Someone died on my construction site last month, but Sirtek said that the materials I provided were incomplete and could not prove that he died accidentally. This man's wife comes to make trouble with me every day. Sigh..."
Bruce's eyes rolled, and then he said, "You know that people like us can make money from anything. It's all just one job. If you can afford the price, we can go and cause him some trouble."
The man took a deep breath. Construction sites in every country in the world are the same. The more backward the area, the more likely it is to be involved in the underworld. Shigeltek itself is not a big city and its geographical location is very remote. If you want to do a project here, it is impossible to say that you have never been exposed to these things.
Bruce turned back and asked as he drove, "Any cigarettes?"
The man pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. Bruce took out a cigarette, lit it, and put it in his mouth. He exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "We did target you, because you have many enemies and it's hard to track you down. By the time the police figured it out, you would have been thrown into some deserted mountain in Quebec."
"But if we force you to withdraw money, you probably won't be able to withdraw much. It's a risk anyway. Why don't you pay some money and we can help you solve some minor problems? This will be good for both of us. What do you think?"
The man seemed to be weighing the pros and cons. He asked tentatively: "If I agree, will you let me go home to get the money?"
“Do you have cash at home?”
"No, but I have gold bars," the man said.
"how many?"
"Can you really help me solve this problem?"
"It depends on how you want to solve it." Bruce took the cigarette out of his mouth and said, "If you just want to kidnap someone to scare him, 3 dollars can do it, but if you want to make him disappear forever, at least 10 dollars will come down."
"Siltek, you dare to move?"
Bruce said with a disdainful tone: "Who do you think he is? The richest man in the world?"
"He is indeed not the richest man in the world, but this is just his hometown. The Siltec Health Insurance Company is very big in Connecticut and Massachusetts, and he is also a well-known giant in the health insurance industry in the United States."
"But he is also a human being. He will die if he is shot in the head." Bruce spoke in a completely desperado tone. He said, "Do you know the church?"
The man suddenly shuddered, looked at Bruce with some fear and said, "Have you ever worked for the church?"
"They can't possibly do all the dirty work themselves." Blue turned the steering wheel, glanced at the rearview mirror, and after confirming that no one was following him, he said, "Although they are not generous, you won't be afraid of being chased if you work for them. What do you think?"
"Can you really kill Siertek?" the man asked hesitantly. He paused and said, "In fact, I think the church doesn't like him either, because he has never allowed the church's power to infiltrate Siertek. He regards this place as his own territory."
"If that's the case, maybe I can take two orders." Bruce said with a smile.
"That's exactly what I was thinking." A gleam flashed in the man's eyes, and he said, "If you have any contact with the church, maybe you can try to ask them if they want to kill Sirtek."
"Are you afraid that they will find out about you?"
"Of course I'm afraid. If such a big shot dies and I'm implicated, I might spend the rest of my life in jail." The man sighed and said, "If the church wants to do something to him, I'm willing to give you some extra funding. Just blame the church after the success. It's not the first time they've done this anyway."
Bruce nodded and said, "Okay, I happen to know a priest. Let me ask him. How can I contact you?"
"There are empty houses on all the streets in the city that begin with W. There are mailboxes at the door of each empty house. No matter which mailbox you put the letter in, I will receive it."
"It seems like this isn't the first time you've done this."
The man smiled, with a hint of viciousness in his smile, but it disappeared very quickly. He said, "In our line of work, it is inevitable that we will have some conflicts with others."
"Then we'll drop you off here." Bruce said and stopped the car. This was the suburb where they entered the city. There was a villa area for the rich.
The man took a look at the outside environment and his expression changed slightly, but he didn't show anything. Seeing his expression, Bruce knew that he had made the right bet. This guy's home might be nearby.
The man got out of the car, Bruce untied his hands, and said, "The police may come after you because of what happened at the bank today. You should know what to say. We're leaving now."
After saying that, he got into the car without even looking at the man, and returned to the city.
"You are really good at this." The Pale Knight said in an inexplicable tone, "You seem to have done this a lot."
"No, no, thank you very much."
The Pale Knight rolled his eyes. It would take at least ten times to practice Bruce's smooth little combo. He didn't know who suffered in the Gotham of his universe.
First, focus on the bank. Not all the people who come to the bank to discuss business are rich, but you can still meet a few rich people by chance. If you don’t meet them here, you can go to another place.
As soon as he entered the bank, he accurately locked onto the target and used the excuse of robbing the bank to divert attention. He successfully kidnapped the person and used threats and inducements to not only extract intelligence but also made it very likely that he had concluded a killer deal.
Yes, the Pale Knight felt that the rich man they kidnapped must have really been tempted. Although what happened today frightened him, no one who can become a leader in any industry can be timid.
They may be a little panicked at first, but they will still put their own interests first.
From just a few words, the Pale Knight could also infer that this city had suffered from the Siltke family for a long time. The Siltke family had a complete monopoly here. In fact, because the city was small and the industry was not large, the Siltke family's control over this city was even greater than Wayne's control over Gotham.
If you want to make a living here, you can only work for them. It might have been okay before, but the man said that old Sirtek has gone crazy recently. It is probably because his weird research has made him too short of money. Naturally, he has to cut off the fat sheep under his command.
These people have been in this city for so long, and they are related to Sirtek, but brothers should settle accounts clearly. Once interests are involved, not to mention the distant relatives, even the relationship between father and son, mother and daughter have to stand aside. It is not uncommon for them to stab each other for money.
This man must have been driven into a rage recently. He originally worked in the engineering industry, and he had seen a lot of bad things. The police in the city were slack, and he had done it several times without any problems. It was very likely that he wanted to seize the opportunity to bite back this time.
This was no problem for the man, but it was a big problem for the two of them who had to act as the guns.
"Do you really want to kill old Sirtek?" the Pale Knight asked, staring at Bruce's profile.
"It depends on how he performs," Bruce said.