Chapter 477: The Killer in Black
The two n drove the car to a private house in a remote area of LA.
After pushing the door open and entering, they saw a man in black skin-tight clothes tightly secured to a chair with a black cloth covering his eyes and a towel stuffed in his mouth to prevent him from yelling.
Lucas stood in front of him. Flynn understood what he ant, so he went forward and pulled away the cloth around his head and the towel in his mouth at once.
The man in black squinted and tried to adapt to the light for a while before he raised his head and looked at Lucas and Flynn in front of him, his eyes full of hatred and intimidation.
He was about forty years old, and his entire body reeked of a faint odor of blood. Lucas knew at a glance that this man had taken many lives.
“I’m warning you. This is illegal detention! You’d better let go, or I will definitely sue you!” he bellowed.
Lucas remained expressionless and rely sneered. “You’re just a hitman who kills for a living and has no bottom line, but you have the nerve to sue us?”
The man in black’s pupils constricted as a trace of obvious panic appeared on his face. “I... I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Don’t you dare try to deny it.” Lucas stood in front of him and said in an icy cold voice, “My subordinate caught you near the scene of Tristan Parker’s car accident yesterday. There is concrete evidence. You can’t deny it.”
Seeing the imdiate change in the man in black’s expression, Lucas questioned overbearingly in a condescending manner, “Tell . Who actually sent you to kill Tristan Parker?”
Indeed, the person who killed Tristan was not sent by Lucas.
Last night, Tristan had hired an assassin to kill Lucas at the top of Caldo Mountain, so Lucas would naturally not let Tristan live any longer. So after going down the mountain, he had arranged for Stanley to take action on Tristan.
But before Stanley could do it, he discovered that soone had gotten ahead of him and killed Tristan first.
Due to the sudden power outage and sparse traffic on the roads on the outskirts at the ti, it was difficult to find useful clues.
But Stanley had personally witnessed the incident, and he had imdiately controlled the murderer at the scene.
Lucas was initially just curious about who else would want Tristan dead, but then he soon thought of Lena.
Lena had also encountered several sudden assassination attempts. If he had not happened to be at the scene to rescue Lena, she would have probably been dead by now.
Tristan and Lena had previously been engaged, and through his intuition, Lucas sensed that there might be so kind of connection between the two.
The most direct speculation Lucas made was that soone didn’t want the marriage alliance between the Sawyers and the Parkers to happen. But they could use open ans to stop it, so they resorted to assassinating either Lena and Tristan in order to prevent the marriage.
So Lucas made Stanley control Tristan’s murderer to find out who exactly the person who repeatedly sent people to assassinate Lena was.
They couldn’t keep their guards up all the ti either, so only by finding the mastermind behind the assassination could Lena be free from danger.
However, when Damon brought a large group of people over to accuse Lucas of being Tristan’s murderer and wanted to take him away to avenge his grandson, Lucas realized that the plot behind this matter wasn’t that simple.
The killer in black sneered and said adamantly, “Do you think I will tell you? In our line of work, the rule of thumb is to keep our lips sealed about our clients’ information. I won’t tell even if you kill !”
Lucas raised his eyebrows.
The killer seed to be quite a person of principle. But seeing the panic on his face that he couldn’t hide, Lucas reckoned that he probably wouldn’t be as tight-lipped as he claid to be.
If subjected to so torture thods, he certainly wouldn’t be so unrelenting.
Lucas had been in the Falcon Regint for six years and caught many spies from various forces, so forceful interrogation with torture thods was not new to him.
He had more than a hundred ways to force this killer to speak.
But Lucas really couldn’t be bothered.
“The person who sent you to kill Tristan Parker is Callum Owens, right?” Lucas suddenly asked.
A fleeting trace of surprise appeared on the face of the killer, and he blurted, “How do you know...”
He imdiately stopped himself from going on when he realized what he was saying, but it was already too late. His action just now was enough to prove that what Lucas said was absolutely true.
Since he already confird from the killer who the mastermind was, there was no need for Lucas to ask about anything else.
Lucas had long suspected the reason for Callum’s actions, and it actually wasn’t hard to guess sothing based on the relationship between the Owens and the Parkers.
Lucas turned around and casually said to Flynn, “This person has killed many people. I’ll leave him to you.”
With that, he walked toward the door.
Flynn had astonishnt written all over his face. He initially thought that they would have to interrogate the killer to get the information they wanted. But he didn’t expect Lucas to guess who the mastermind was just by taking a glance at him. He also didn’t expect that the real killer was Callum, a scion of the Owen family.
Based on the information he had gathered during his ti in LA, Callum and his brother, Elijah, had always been very close to Tristan. If Lucas hadn’t pointed it out, he wouldn’t have believed that they were the ones who had plotted to kill Tristan!
Flynn was extrely curious as he wondered, How on earth did Lucas guess it?
It should be the first ti Lucas has t this killer, so how does he know that he has killed many people?
However, he could only keep his thoughts to himself. After all, Lucas had always been an extraordinary person. So even though he had worked for Lucas for a long ti, he couldn’t guess what other abilities and secrets Lucas had.
Now, his most important task was to finish the task Lucas gave him.
Flynn gestured toward the bodyguards behind him, and the two elite bodyguards imdiately stepped forward toward the killer.
The bodyguards naturally had experience in getting rid of people in a clean and fast manner.
The killer’s eyes suddenly widened as he realized that Lucas’s words just now were not rely a casual remark. Rather, he was really going to have soone kill him!
“No! No, you can’t kill ! I am a mber of the Peerless Martial Association. If you dare to kill , the rest of us will definitely not spare you!” the killer roared in exasperation.
When Flynn heard the na ‘Peerless Martial Association’, his expression changed slightly.
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