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Chapter 68 The cat catches the mouse, who is the cat?

As Will said, in the past three days after Dior returned, the entire American underworld forces were searching for someone like crazy.

For Jinbing, is that little thing really important?

If he is happy, he can sprinkle ten times of the goods into the sea, so that the shark friends inside can also be happy.

But first there was the Punisher, then Daredevil, and now an unknown bastard appeared and burned his goods and provoked his majesty. If he didn't make any noise, I'm afraid everyone else would think that his name as a gangster emperor was no longer useful!

This is to establish authority!

With the riots of major gangs, police officers in major American cities have been in a state of nervousness and busyness all day long. They have no time to work overtime every day, and they have no free time, which has also made many policemen hate the troublemaker.

More importantly, this time, Jin Bing wanted to kill more than one of the "chicken" this time. All the bullshit punishers and Daredevils are going to die!

So the already chaotic Hell Kitchen immediately launched a good show of catching mice. As for who is the cat and who is the mouse in the end, it depends on the result.

It is said that the corpses moved out of Hell's Kitchen every day can be filled with a truck!

Is this an exaggerated rumor or a true person? No one knows except those who are actually involved.

...........

Three days passed, and Dior still operated his own small restaurant every day as if nothing had happened. People who came to eat every day were either rich or noble, and they all brought a large number of bodyguards. When they found out the results, there were more and more people who wanted to try the magical cuisine here. The guests who wanted to make an appointment had been queued for a week.

It is no exaggeration to describe it as a daily wage of gold!

It is logical that there is no movement in the IRS because there is such a big deal, but no one comes to us.

At first Dior thought that some rich man who came to his place to eat helped him solve these troubles, but it was a bit too far-fetched.

It was not until this day that Natasha, dressed in a workplace ol, came again, and arrived as an IRS employee, that Dior vaguely had some speculation. He couldn't help but sigh that the energy of SHIELD should not be underestimated. Even the irs that scare everyone can easily handle, and can also borrow their identities to do business.

"Will, pour this Miss Nalita a cup of coffee."

"Coffee? Don't you drink very little coffee? So many guests come here to drink boiled water. Are you teasing me now?" Will looked speechless, and his speech was extremely fast, and he was so rhythmic. If you add a few hip-hop gestures, it would be simply.

Dior immediately glared at him, "Don't you go buy it? By the way, I'll buy another coffee machine and remember to ask for an invoice, otherwise I won't think I'll reimburse you."

Will lingered at this beautiful employee from IRS for a few more glances, then quietly lifted his crotch and went out hatefully. When he walked outside, he spat at Dior in a low voice. In his opinion, this is because of the opposite sex without humanity. As expected, in front of a beautiful woman, all brotherhood is fake. If he wanted to let go, he would just say that he would buy coffee and buy your uncle!

After Will held Dior's middle finger in a hidden way, he drove to buy coffee with ease. He swore that he would definitely make Dior, the bastard, regret it!

After Will left, Dior sat opposite Natasha and asked quietly: "When did organizations like SHIELD still work part-time at IRS? Please give me a decent pseudonym next time I come here to change my identities. Can you please don't be too perfunctory?"

"What? Don't you like this mood? Then what do you like? Doctors and patients or police and criminals?"

Natasha put her arms on the table as she spoke, leaned forward slightly, and a deep snow-white ravine appeared in front of Dior.

"I'm sorry, this trick is still a problem to deal with other people. There are still about 15 minutes left before the next guest comes. Just tell me if you have anything. It's not the first day we've been dealing with it."

After hearing Dior say this, Natasha immediately sat upright and her momentum suddenly changed.

"Have you heard of the riots of the underworld these days?"

Dior's heart moved, and then quipped as if nothing had happened: "Aren't you specifically responsible for investigating supernatural events? Why is it not just IRS's work, but even FBI and the police's work? Is SHIELD such a broad organization?"

His tone was a little sarcastic, but who would have thought that Natasha would laugh after hearing this.

"Aren't you curious about the reason?"

"It is said that someone is looking for, and what does it have to do with me?" Dior was already having a headache at this time.

"Yes, what's the matter? You happened to be in Washington that day and left alone at night. We later investigated a large number of surveillance videos and found that you happened to appear around the crime scene. Then I got on a white sports car and still need me to continue talking?"

Time, location, and surveillance videos are all right, and coupled with his "crime", SHIELD naturally set his sights on him.

"And what? I've got a little doubtful about whether I've done anything that night."

Natasha took out a document from her bag and placed it on the table. Then she looked at him deeply and said: "We compared the autopsy report and found that this incident had an amazing similarity to the last abandoned factory incident, that is, the way of death of the deceased. Everyone seemed to be directly killed by a car driving at high speed, and the bullet holes found at the scene were messy, which also proved that the deceased didn't even know where the enemy was before he died, and could only shoot randomly, or they could not see the enemy at all!"

"A very convincing reasoning, you still have 10 minutes to explain the purpose, Agent Natasha." Dior's appreciation comes from the heart. So many stinky fish and shrimps worked hard for three days but couldn't find him. However, S.H.E.D. confirmed through a little clue, he confirmed that it was him who did it, and it was reasonable and convincing.

But that's all. Just like the last incident, as long as he doesn't admit it, no one can do anything about him, because there is no clear evidence and some of the reasons cannot be made public.

"I think we can try the cooperation you mentioned last time."

Natasha's words made Dior slightly stunned, "I'm very curious, what is the reason why you suddenly change your mind?"
Chapter completed!
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