Chapter 1131: The Company’s Endless Digging
So, it wasn’t hard to understand Gianna’s attitude now.
Not only had Boogeyman John let her go, he had also helped her get rid of Santino and obtain the position of head of the family. Naturally, she was unwilling to acknowledge that bounty.
As soon as the Fraternity sent out elite assassins to ddle in the battle for the position of head of the family, Boogeyman John had imdiately gone to kill Sloan’s 19 legendary assassins.
In this situation, even an idiot would be able to tell that the Boogeyman and Gianna were in cahoots.
At the sa ti, only an idiot would tell the High Table to deal with Boogeyman John.
Gianna had just beco one of the twelve, and her position wasn’t stable yet.
But as long as she had the Boogeyman as an ally, she had a lethal trump card.
If anyone voiced agreent to excommunication and the bounty this ti, it was very likely that Gianna would happily pass on the man’s na to the Boogeyman.
Even the twelve high and mighty mbers didn’t want to provoke the current Night Demon.
This guy had retired four years ago for so reason, but when he beca active again, he was unexpectedly terrifying.
In comparison, the Fraternity and Tarasov had had too many deaths recently, leaving behind a lot of territory, and everyone could take a share.
This involved low risks and yielded more gains; it was much more cost-effective than dealing with that d*mn, tough lone wolf.
Thanks to Gianna’s efforts, the twelve mbers of the High Table could only put aside punishing Boogeyman John for now.
When Luke learned of this outco, he could only lant.
But he couldn’t yell at Gianna, “Why are you so proactive?” He could only hold back.
It was also good to put the High Table aside for the ti being.
It was impossible for such a big underground force to disappear.
After he was done with Sentinel Services, he would co back and slowly shear the sheep at the High Table.
When the ti ca, his experience and credit points wouldn’t be able to escape.
After Luke was engrossed in his work for a few days, Selina suddenly raised sothing at dinner. “Hey, are you really not going to check out the digging that the real estate company is doing next door?”
Luke was stunned. “Digging? Wait, are they still digging?”
Selina stared at him speechlessly for a mont, before she shook her head and sighed. “Although our place is soundproof, the other residents can’t take it anymore. Every now and then, they hear the drone of machines, as if a mine is being opened. When I went to work in the morning, Karen even stopped and told to tell you about it.”
Luke scratched his head in embarrassnt.
He had really forgotten about it.
A few days after Foggy said that the mysterious real estate company had moved in and was secretly working on the project, Luke sent out a mini drone to take a look, and found that they were digging a hole.
Whatever the real estate company’s goal was, it absolutely wasn’t the refurbishnt of the sewerage system that they were talking about.
Because the value of the building absolutely didn’t require sewers that were 10 ters in diater.
It wasn’t important why they were digging; what was important was that after he told Foggy, people from New York’s HQ and the municipal departnt had co, but nothing had happened.
Clearly, they had influence which easily stopped the authorities.
It wasn’t easy to make these departnts knowingly break the law, but it was very easy for them to make the process less efficient and delay construction for a few months.
Luke didn’t have any proof, either. Saying that they were digging a hole and manufacturing illegal drugs seed too outrageous, so he had shelved the matter for the ti being.
After hearing what Selina said, he finally rembered.
Rubbing his chin, he looked at Selina and said, “Why don’t we take a look tonight?”
Selina said, “Okay.”
Luke rarely took her to “look at the night lights” anymore, and it was a little boring beating up hoodlums on her own.
She felt that the main reason was that she wasn’t as flashy as Luke. She simply broke bones and sent the hospital a string of new patients, and called it a day.
When she went with Luke, he could always find new fun in these small operations.
With just a few sentences and a few movents, so of these hooligans would be so frightened that they lost control of their bowels; it was full of black humor.
At first, she had rejected this sort of sick interest.
But when she saw how Luke made these hoodlums sh*t their pants and make a beeline for the patrol cars to turn themselves in, the illegal drugs in their hands, she fell in love with this feeling.
As for the sll? It didn’t exist.
The new suit completely blocked out scents, and the ss was basically in the hooligans’ pants. At most, she could only see water stains.
Only the hooligans, who had complicated and painful expressions, knew what it felt like to run with sh*t in their pants.
Luke and Selina agreed that they weren’t in a hurry, and they finished their daily training and work first.
At nine o’clock, two people and one dog put on their stealth suits and left the house.
It was too close to their house in Clinton, and Luke and Selina had to go through the underground passage before doubling back.
The residents of the apartnt building had basically moved out. Most of the units were dark, and it looked like a haunted building, which made it easier for Luke, Selina and the dog to sneak in.
Reaching the hole, Luke looked down and was a little surprised. He said over the internal comm, “This is... at least 20 ters deep, right?”
Selina said, “I was here a few days ago, but they hadn’t gone that deep yet. There hadn’t been any plastic tarpaulin at the bottom either.”
Luke said, “Let’s go down and take a look.”
It wasn’t just one piece of tarpaulin; the plastic covered the entire pit and hid the bottom from view.
Looking down, nothing could be seen except for the shadows cast by the light on the plastic; so were motionless junk, and so were moving figures and machines.
When they entered, not only did they hear the droning which nearby residents complained about, they also heard an even more unpleasant screeching sound, like tal scraping over stone.
They entered and saw sothing that looked like a small-scale tunnel boring machine at work.
Luke was stunned. “How did they bring this in?”
Selina was also astonished.
Even if it was a small-scale tunnel boring machine, it would still be hard to stealthily move it into the Clinton area under so many eyes.
But the real estate company had done it.
After moving past the tarpaulin, Luke and Selina hid in a corner and didn’t move forward as they watched the machine drill a stone door.
A mont later, Selina couldn’t help but ask, “This door isn’t too big. Why don’t they just dig from the side?”
Luke shook his head. “This door is just one side of it. Just think of it as a stone box.”
Selina nodded and asked a second question. “There’s sothing wrong with this stone door. Why aren’t there any marks on it after so long?”
Luke said, “Sothing’s definitely wrong. From what the residents said, the machines have been working for a few days, but this stone door is intact. It’s not just sturdy; there’s probably another reason.”
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