At 10:30pm on December 28th, Clark Benson took jewellery and silver boxes and escaped from the police. He finally came to the den of stolen goods where Culliver was. :3w.し【Phoenix\/phoenix\/Please search for quick update】

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Clark Benson knocked on Collefer's door softly.

"Who is it?" Collefer asked, observing the situation outside through the doorway.

"It's me, Clark Benson!" Clark Benson replied in a hoarse voice.

Immediately, Collefer opened the door, first poked his head out and looked around, and then asked, "No one is following, right?"

"Don't worry, no one can follow me!" Benson showed a touch of confidence on his face.

"Come in!" Clover opened the door.

Clark Benson walked into the room cautiously.

"Collifer, this is the jewellery I snatched. Take a look, how much money can be exchanged!" Clark Benson threw a cloth bag on the table.

Clever opened the cloth bag, checked it, and then said to Clark Benson: "400,000 dollars!"

"No, Clever, you have to give me at least $450,000!" Clark Benson whispered.

"Okay, 450,000 is 450,000!" Colleffer tied the bag full of jewellery and put it into the counter. Then, he gave Clark Benson a check for 450,000 U.S. dollars.

Clark Benson took the check and patted the box. "Where's this box? Didn't you say that it is worth $1 million?"

"Yes, that's right." Collefer nodded, "but the buyer has to check the contents in person to complete the transaction with us! He asked us to meet in an abandoned factory outside the city..."

"Meeting at the abandoned factory?" Clark Benson frowned. "There shouldn't be any problems, right?"

"Don't worry, there should be no problem. The other party is a rich man. One million dollars is nothing." Clifford smiled at Clark Benson. "Tomorrow I will go with you. You know, I want to Those who collect commissions will naturally stand by your side!"

Clark Benson still frowned, but he couldn't resist the temptation of one million dollars.

"Well, let's go together tomorrow," Clark Benson's face flashed a grim smile, "Hehe, if he dares to lie to us, I want him to look good!"

...

At 9 o'clock in the morning the next day, Clark Benson and Clifford went to an abandoned factory outside the city.

After getting out of the car, Clark Benson maintained a high degree of vigilance, "Culliver, we have reached the abandoned factory, where are they?"

"It should be in the factory, let's go in first and see." Collier said.

The factory is small, only three or four thousand square meters, all the factories are dilapidated, and many places have collapsed. The iron door was rusty, and when the door was opened, it made a harsh sound.

Clark Benson drew out his gun and looked around, looking cautious.

Clifford took him a step slowly and walked behind him.

"Anyone?" Clark Benson yelled a few times, but no one answered.

"Clark, then there seems to be someone!" Culliver pointed to the right hand side.

Clark Benson took a closer look, and sure enough, there was a swivel chair not far away, and there was a person sitting on the chair, but the person was facing away from him.

"You're the one who wants to buy the box?!" Clark Benson shouted to the other side, but no one was motionless and didn't reply.

Clark Benson held a gun at the man, and then walked slowly over, suddenly startled when he turned the swivel chair around. This is a person, obviously a plastic model.

At the moment Clark Benson lost his senses, a cold voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Hehe, Clark, don't worry, there won't be anyone else here!"

Clifford!

Clark Benson's face changed in vain, and he suddenly realized that the danger was coming. However, without waiting for him to react, Collier shot him.

boom! ! !

Clark Benson was shot in the abdomen and immediately fell to the ground. Collefer sneered and walked towards him step by step. Clark Benson's face was pale and ferocious, and a lot of sweat came out of his forehead. He glared at Collier and wanted to raise the gun to fight back, but was stepped on his wrist by the agile Collier and took the pistol away.

Clark Benson yelled "Ah" and looked at Clifford, full of doubts, "Culliver, why! Why are you!"

"Haha, why?" Collefer sneered, and suddenly roared nervously, "Because you killed my brother!!! I want to avenge him!!!"

"Culliver, when did I kill your brother?" Clark Benson asked as he looked at Cliff, it was unclear whether he didn't want to die.

"Hmm... the stupid thief you killed is my brother!" Clifford angrily said, "His name is Matthew Clever. You killed him on Christmas night, and you robbed his box. You said you should die!!!"

boom! ! ! !

Clever shot another shot in the abdomen of Clark Benson.

"When I heard that you killed my brother, my mind went blank. Then only one thought emerged, that is to avenge him!" Contempt flashed across Cliff's hideous and terrifying face, "Although you Very cautious, but I know that you are more insatiable! Therefore, I casually made up a lie to deceive you at that time. Hehe, do you really think that a box is worth 1 million US dollars?"

Clever said to himself, "Yes, there are indeed rich people who want to buy a box, but the contents of the box are just an invitation letter from Pae Company. As long as you bring it, you can participate in the Pae Interstellar Gala. This time, Pae issued a total of 300 invitations, of which 120 invitations were given to governments~lightnovelpub.net~ and the remaining 180 invitations were given to billionaires. The rich man who wanted to buy the box was not qualified because of insufficient qualifications. He did not get the invitation letter. However, he was later humiliated and mocked by Franklin at a reception, so he held a grudge and wanted to steal Franklin’s invitation letter. Finally, he contacted me and expressed his willingness to bid. 250,000 US dollars, let me help him get the invitation letter from Franklin, so I sent my own brother to Franklin’s villa and stole it."

Collever stared at Clark Benson coldly as if looking at a dead person, "You will know the next thing too. He got in your car, and then you killed him!"

"Clarke, you **** scornful!!!" Cliffer shot Clark Benson in the head.

"No!!!" Clark Benson yelled hysterically, but unfortunately it was useless. A bullet hit his eyebrows. After a while, blood poured in.

It seems that I will have to pay it back sooner or later...

In the afternoon, a TV reporter reported that a serious fire broke out in an abandoned factory outside the city, and all the buildings were burned out!

(To be continued.)