The man was silent for a while, nodded and said, "Mr. Maegishi, your ability is really impressive. Under such circumstances, you can still observe calmly and judge calmly. Tell me, what else do you see?"

Jiang An smiled slightly, "I am not only calm and composed, but also my aesthetics is first-rate. For example, the suit you are wearing, if I guess correctly, it should be made by handmade men's clothing in Savile Street, West End, London. This shows that you are very rich and have good taste."

Savile Street, commonly known as Tailor Street, is located in an alley in central London. It has a history of nearly 200 years. The shops on the street are all time-honored, mainly hand-made men's clothing, and there are 26 famous shops in the industry. Each store is named after the founder.

Every piece of clothing there is handmade and exquisite, and it is also incredibly expensive. In the upper-class society of the West, if anyone can order clothes in Tailor Street, it is a symbol of identity and wealth.

After hearing this, the man smiled and nodded, "I can't think of a mercenary who studies fashion in this way."

"We don't have to cover up, Mr. Vasily." Jiang An sighed. "I guessed it a long time ago. The person killed at St. Mary's Stadium was just a stand-in."

The person with his back to Jiang An finally turned around, and it turned out that it was Vasily who had been "killed" at St. Mary's Stadium.

Vasily frowned slightly, "When did you guess it?"

"I heard that the Zumwalt-class destroyer was hijacked." Jiang An said slowly. "I was still in the hospital at the time, but the news was still not blocked. Many things immediately turned my original doubts into enlightenment. The so-called secret society high-level meetings and your appearance were all just to attract the attention of MI6.

While they put all their energy on you, your people planned the mutiny of the naval base and seized the opportunity to seize the Zumwalt-class destroyer parked by the US military. This plan is very thorough. As the prince of the secret society, it is naturally impossible for you to personally take risks. And you need an illusion of being shot to let the British relax their guard. "

"So you guessed that the person killed was a stand-in?" Vasily smiled slightly.

"In fact, it's not hard to guess. As a rich Russian, you are usually very unassuming, and you didn't even leave a few clear and useful photos. And modern plastic surgery technology can easily make two things that are somewhat similar. People become very similar. Finding a substitute is not difficult for you."

Jiang An said slowly, "Of course, most of the information you get by the British intelligence services is carefully selected. For example, the fingerprints and DNA samples they have spent a lot of effort to collect are completely the substitute.

So the British could be sure that the person killed was Vasily in the first time, but they did not know that the so-called Vasily was just a stand-in for the Duke of the secret society. Even I must say that it was a wonderful job. "

"Except for the last failure, we shouldn't actually bring the Zumwalt class destroyer back intact. But you know, it is too difficult for us to disassemble such a large ship at sea, especially in Britain and the United States. Under the surveillance of the satellites of the two countries." Vasily shrugged.

"So you scoured all the useful information on the ship, but the ship was eventually retaken." Jiang An smiled slightly.

"Yeah, it's a pity. But I'm really annoyed. Do you know how much money I spent on this?" Vasily shrugged, "I suddenly wanted to kill you again."

"But you won't. If you really want to kill me, I should already be lying in the body bag." Jiang An said calmly.

"Yes." Vasily nodded, "I changed my mind because I thought, maybe we can reach an understanding. I know that you are only hired for tasks, not intentionally doing it right with me. But in fact, you Black Island Company The existence of has seriously affected my business."

"So what?" Jiang An looked at him mockingly.

"I'm thinking, since it's just to make money, why don't you not take a private job for yourself?" Vasily blinked, "You are a smart man, working with the Black Island Company, you can only be a cannon fodder. Cooperate with me to get rid of the high-level executives of the Black Island Company. As long as a few leaders are removed, then with your ability, you can completely control the Black Island Company and become the boss by yourself."

"You want to buy me like you bought those British soldiers?" Jiang An sneered.

"In fact, each of us has a price. Normally, there is no one who can't buy it, but the price does not reach the acceptable range. Besides, being able to be bought means that this person has the value of being bought." He smiled and said, "This is like a pretty girl. Because she is beautiful enough to be stared at."

"It really makes sense." Jiang An said indifferently, "but I never take personal work. I am a mercenary. I am a mercenary who can sell my life for money. Of course I am not a good person who is loyal, filial and righteous. But I have my own principles. ."

"Then what is your principle?" Vasily frowned.

"The virtue of a meal must be paid, and the grievances of Jahyan will be repaid." Jiang An smiled calmly. "During the hardest years of my life, Silver Wolf gave me the opportunity. I would never betray someone just because he was bidding higher. At the same time, the man who beat me just now had better remember, the future One day, I will make him regret living."

The smile on Vasily's face did not change, "Are you so sure?"

"Of course it is." Jiang An said coldly.

"So, do you know, just after you were caught by us. What are Silver Wolf and Long Noon doing at this moment?" Vasily sneered, "They are gathering other mercenary companies to gather on St. Cathar Island . Raising the flag for their international mercenary alliance, struggling to compete with the Military Career Management Committee. They don’t care about your life or death."

"There are priorities. I believe their choice is correct. And I also believe that they will not let me go." Jiang An smiled slightly, "Vasily, do you know what true trust is?"

Vasily looked at him in silence.

"True trust is that there is no need to say a word to prove it. Because trust is trust." Jiang An sighed, "We are mercenaries, but it doesn't mean that we are war machines without feelings. We are human beings. , It is a man. The highest trust between men is that no commitment is required. Because we experience blood and fire together, we live and die together."