Chapter 32 Loyalty
"I'm sorry Mrs. Bute, Charlotte hasn't come home since last night. I'm sorry that it's hard for me to answer your questions."
"By the way, Alfred, bring me an umbrella. How could you let Mrs. Bute go back in the rain?"
When she heard the figure who had been sitting behind the sofa enjoying the warmth of the fireplace give a vague eviction order, Mrs. Butt's face was gloomy and uncertain, as if she was brewing a storm that was about to break out... But she finally endured the outburst of anger, and still retained a trace of it. My rationality is reminding myself - never get angry and never lose your composure! You must know that what you are facing now is Duke Holmes! ! !
She declined. To be precise, she should have waved away the big black umbrella handed over by the housekeeper, and turned around and left with her last proud steps.
The maid who didn't know what happened saw the distinguished guest leaving in a hurry, opened her umbrella and chased after her. However, what was waiting for her was a hard slap from Mrs. Bute.
"Get away!"
The Marchioness walked into the rain with her neck held high like a proud stripped rooster.
Her delicate makeup was in a mess, her hair was wet and dripping with water, and her face was as gloomy as a female ghost floating from the bottom of a lake.
She took the towel handed over by the head maid and wiped her face. The anger that had been brewing all the way could not be vented. At this moment, the blockage in her heart was particularly uncomfortable, and it seemed to be fermenting into other things...
When the Marchioness put down the towel, a trace of resentment crept onto her thin face.
"You go find Ottavio Burton and tell him - I am willing to offer a reward of 10,000 pounds for John H. Watson's head!"
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In the privacy of a bar somewhere.
Sitting there was Ottavio Burton, a well-known member of the London underground gang. After listening to the story of this charming lady with mature charm inside and out, he was slightly surprised and said:
"Oh? 10,000 pounds, this is not a small amount of money!"
He was filtering the existing information in his mind. According to the head maid, the target was the assistant of Miss Holmes, who was also half a subordinate of the Duke's family. Killing him rashly might cause him some trouble. ...But it's just a little trouble.
The generous remuneration for this deal was secondary. The key was to gain access to Marquis Bute's relationship.
Ottavio laughed, showing his gold-encrusted front teeth, and beat his strong chest vigorously, saying:
"You can safely tell the Marquise that we, the Burton brothers, will be the next in charge of this project. Please ask her to wait for our good news!"
"Um."
The head maid took out a roll of pound notes from her bag and threw it on the dirty and oily table. "This is a deposit of 2,000 pounds. The Marquise hopes that you can do it quickly. Our time is very precious."
"Don't worry, within a week, we will definitely cut off that damn boy's head and give it to the Marquise as a gift!"
The head maid then nodded with satisfaction and left, swaying her plump hips, swaying her slender waist, and left on her squeaking high heels.
Ottavio looked at the waist and fat buttocks and swallowed unconsciously. Damn, this woman is so powerful!
He yelled, "Jack, get in here!"
Immediately, a face with a wretched expression like a mouse pushed open the door and poked his head in. He asked with a smile: "Boss, what are your orders?"
Jack is an old employee of the Burton Brothers. Although his abilities are not very outstanding, he has been hanging out on the streets of London for a long time and has connections from all walks of life.
Octavio thought about it and decided that if he directly asked his subordinates to complete the task, he might offend the Duke Holmes family, but as long as the job is outsourced and a little bit of a transition, even if Duke Holmes wants to blame it, he can still use the outsourcing contractor. To take the blame.
"You go find a bunch of quick guys and tell them I have an easy job worth £3,000 to show them."
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Elric is responsible for the external business of the Flash Blade Order, and all the tedious chores that consume energy, such as material procurement and relationship management, are under his control alone.
Fortunately, the number of members in the cult is currently sparse. As a former small leader of an underground gang, he not only has fierce fighting skills but also has considerable interpersonal skills and resources. This is why the leader assigned him to this important position.
After listening to the message from Jack, the messenger of the Burton brothers, he touched the scar on his left cheek, then took out the knife he carried with him and picked out the remaining shreds of flesh between the teeth.
Finally, he stuffed the knife back into his boots and replied:
"No problem, tell Mr. Ottavio and leave this matter to us. John H. Watson will reach his end in a few days."
Jack nodded, took out part of the deposit left by his boss and slapped it on the table.
"This is a deposit of 300 pounds for you. When the matter is completed, we will exchange the boy's head for the remaining 2,200 pounds."
There is a deposit? !
Elrich has been dealing with the Burton Brothers for so long, and this is the first time he has received money before starting work... It seems that Brother Jack is still thinking about his old relationship, and he really introduced us to a fat job. , It’s not in vain that I stuffed him with so much travel expenses.
He quickly stuffed the banknotes into the inner pocket of his coat. After thinking about it, he took out half the face value banknotes and stuffed them into Jack's hand.
"Brother Jack, you've had a hard time coming here. I heard that Alice is going to be three years old recently? This little money can be considered as a small gift from me to buy some small gifts for the child."
Jack couldn't help curling his lips. You want to send me away for just one hundred pounds? But it doesn't matter...I've already kept my share anyway.
"You guys should be smarter in your actions, but don't be so quick when you take the money, and then take your time when doing the work... it will ruin our reputation."
"Don't worry while we do the work!"
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It was late at night, and Elrich returned to headquarters.
"Master, Jack from the Burton Brothers has introduced us to a good job!"
"As long as we bring the head of John H. Watson from the Sherlock Holmes Detective Agency, we can exchange it for 2,000 pounds!"
"This is their £100 deposit up front."
The face of the leader was hidden under the shadow of the broad brim of his hat, making it difficult to see clearly what he was thinking.
Elrich couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, maybe the leader has noticed that I have enriched my own pocket...
"Well done, Brother Elrich, I have seen your contribution to the Order, and I will give you priority in the next promotion ceremony!"
The promotion ceremony... Elrich thought of the crazy believers after the ceremony failed, and couldn't help but feel a little timid. However, he then thought about the powerful strength of the disciples after the promotion was successful, and he couldn't help but feel yearning and desire in his heart.
He knelt down on one knee and shouted respectfully: "Thank you for the leader's appreciation, Elrich is willing to swear allegiance to the leader to the death! Become the leader's sharpest blade, cut off the thorns and heads in front, and use my life to defend the oath!"
"Well, you go out and call Feuerbach to come in."
"yes!"
Victor Feuerbach walked into the secret room after a while, "Master, are you looking for me?"
"Brother Victor, our sect is currently at a critical juncture. A certain detective's assistant seems to have obtained inconclusive evidence about us..."
"Scared! Such a thing could happen? Then do you want me to go..."
Victor did not continue to speak, but scratched his throat with his finger and made a motion of wiping his neck.
"Sigh... I can only trouble you to make a trip."
"Brother Victor, I have taken great notice of your efforts for the Order. I will give priority to you in the next promotion ceremony!"
"You can take this little money first and regard it as a reward for your hard work during this period."
Victor Feuerbach received a huge sum of money with a face value of up to 50 pounds, and when he heard that he had the opportunity to participate in the next promotion ceremony, he was overjoyed and almost burst into tears. The leader was so kind to me. , My loyalty to him is not in vain!
I originally planned to finish it in one chapter, but I unexpectedly reached two chapters...I can continue to move forward.