Chapter 19 The Storm of Blood

"It's the brakes," Jack said in a calm voice. "They're very advanced. They don't leave any obvious marks.

Tom was a disengaged man, but now he became more serious. "Boss, the lost dogs are beginning to be disobedient again. It seems that they are just scratching their heads."

Bert's eyes were very sharp, and he grew gloomier than ever, and said, "Let’s do it aheah of the time."

Jack was calm, naturally he knew the meaning of these severlal words on behalf of it, it seemed that there was a storm to see the blood to descend ah.

"Bert, if we start ahead of time with our plans, won't those people lose their heads?"

When Jack said the name, it meant that he was now not Bert's subordinate but his brother, speaking from a brother's point of view.

"Oh!"

Then came a sneer from Bert. "The mad dogs have begun to bite. We must not let them run wild.

Referred to his brother, who is still in the intensive care unit under observation, Jack didn't want to say anything more, and naturally wouldn't let people off the hook: "Yeah, I'm going to get on with it."

Now that it was settled, Tom did not need to be so serious. He was as loose as ever.

His eyes looked at Bert's wound, and he thought of something, and he said:

"By the way, boss, I have one more thing you need to answer, I went to the scene to see, according to the principle that the position is very narrow, and you were squeezed very tight, not to mention that you were in a state of coma, who rescued you from that place."

The gloom of Bert's countenance softened a little at this, and his eyes closed, and he sank into thought.

He was in a coma at that time, in fact, there was a trace of reason, he could feel that there is a pair of small hands, is desperately pulling him is not to give up him, but also, that anxious voice let him feel very familiar.

Only, he only heard the voice and didn't see what the man looked like.

Originally, he still went to look for one time, but the monitoring and control of that was bad, could leave it alone.

The most important thing besides this was that his wallet disappeared into thin air. This was the second time he has lost his wallet, and it was in a row.

This was confusing. It was just too much of a coincidence.

Bert opened his eyes and looked at Tom. "Tell me what you found."

"We just check a little bit, but unfortunately did not catch the person who took the money. This person is very smart, he knows to brush the black market, and he is not greedy, only brush 200,000 clearly there is a hundred million card, plus this amount is too little, it is very difficult to trace."

This Tom's face now had a very theatrical look on it, and he added:

"The boss said, the person who stole your card is very clever, it was able to steal your black card, but I don't think ordinary people can steal this card, so... Boss how did you lose this card?"

Tom was curious about nothing but this, and not just now, he had been curious about it since Bert had told him.

He wondered if he could have frozen the card with a phone call, but Bert did not do that. He simply told him to look into it.

Let him had such a feeling, the feeling was the boss was estimated to give this person to spend money, and then, could also check through this so called card thief.

As soon as he got his bearings, Tom paid particular attention to the matter and made a great effort to track it down, but that time was too short to catch the thief.

There was a slight disappointment in Bert's eyes at this, but he knew better or worse.

Since the other side dare to hit him dizzy with desk lamp, naturally won't let him easily check the identity.

When Bert did not want to go on, Tom, who had the good sense to say no more, changed the subject:

"Boss, the last time you sent Jick to investigate, it passed through my hands and led me to find out something interesting about Mrs. Iya Rohn.

"Go on."

"The incident of six years ago has been well documented as the Old Lady's work, but the Old Lady only arranged it, and it was another Longman daughter, Mitch Longman, who did it, and that's the point."

When it came to matters of business, Tom was very serious and did not take the slightest chance.

"Moreover, before you not doubted the identity of the old lady, I was on the basis of the investigation for something else, in that year, the mother of the old lady has a very strange, is to Bane this person to wipe out all the life, but at the same time there are so many materials have been destroyed, along with information about Mrs Betas is also changes with time."

To tell the truth, Tom didn't think much of Mrs. Betsy. To say "ma 'am" was to say nothing but to say it was a name.

After all, Tom didn't really respect Betsy either.

In his opinion, such a woman would never be worthy of such a noble man as his own boss. But when a son was born, it was what was called a mother's duty to the son.

Bert rubbed his head at the annoyance of this sort of thing, and said, "That'll leave it for now. There'll be no further to follow."

Tom shrugged his shoulders and cocked his head unconcerned. "Well, the thing to do now is to beat the rabid dogs. Is she rusty of a mind to threaten a bastard against you, and think she can take it from you?"

"Oh!"

Again Bert sneered, with a rage that made one hesitate to step forward.

"Get the message out first."

Then Jack spoke:

"Don't worry, it has been sent out, and before long those in charge will be tired of it."

"Now send Norton over to the ancestral house, manned and guarded to death, and there will be no mistake."

Norton must not be kept near him, or the dogs would have targeted him, and he would never have put him in any danger.

"Boss, does the little master need to know this matter?"