“Slurp!”
The old light bulb hissed, reaching the end of its life.
The cool, damp wind, accompanied by raindrops hitting the window eaves, is uplifting.
The freckled boy held a cup of coffee, his pale wrists had become thin and withered due to years of lack of exercise.
He added five sugar cubes to his coffee, which was cloyingly sweet.
"Sugar can make the brain work faster, while coffee can refresh people..."
He pursed his lips:
"Shiho told me."
"From this moment on, you call her Xiao Ai."
"Why?"
"Because of something, if you don't want her to be in danger..."
Sakaki Makoto said softly:
"Just call her something else, even if it's just temporarily."
"...I see."
The freckled boy didn't ask any more questions.
Just as Miss Miyano commented on him, he is not stupid, but very smart, otherwise he would not be called a 'genius'.
Ever since Miss Miyano was taken away by the men in black...
The freckled boy Siber Gamilly tried every means to contact the other party, but all the phone numbers and email addresses she had used before were cancelled, and she could not get in touch with him no matter what. It was as if he had disappeared from the face of the earth.
Then...
The freckled boy focused his attention on the man in black.
He believes...
The organization that took Miss Miyano away must be a local Japanese organization. Although the origin is unknown, it can be investigated.
The result was disappointing to him.
Whether it was the Wall Street tycoons he knew or the newly emerging online chat rooms...
There is no information about the Black Organization.
The other party was like wearing Harry Potter's invisibility cloak, completely hidden in the darkness without revealing the slightest flaw.
The freckled boy was at a loss as to what to do and could only put his plan on hold and focus on the news from Japan while trading stocks.
Five years passed in a flash. There was no progress on the Black Organization's affairs, but stock trading was booming.
The recent advent of computers has provided a powerful boost.
With his amazing talent and business acumen, the freckled boy not only established a firm foothold in the financial circle in just a few years, but also earned personal assets worth hundreds of millions of dollars.
Although it is insignificant compared with the oligarchs and century-old families on Wall Street, it is enough to prove his strength.
and...
He also took a big shot in the stock market as his teacher.
The boss's name is Warren Buffett.
'The next era will definitely be one dominated by technology and diversified entertainment! '
This is a sentence sent by the freckled boy when he first became popular in the online chat room.
It was this sentence that attracted the attention of Warren Buffett.
"The Hughes family is very powerful. They are different from the century-old families that appear to be on the surface..."
While drinking coffee, the freckled boy said:
"Although the size is similar, the Hughes family focuses mainly on politics and uses politics to realize their interests..."
"If the Rothschild family's profit-making methods are finance, real estate, mining, energy and other sales-based industries..."
"Then the Hughes family, which is involved in military industry, power grid, computer and biopharmaceuticals, is smarter. Demand determines the market. Look at these industries of the Hughes family. Which one is not a rigid demand?"
"Moreover, they can easily gather assets through political means, such as by starting a war. The US government can profit from the war, and so can they. This is called a win-win situation!"
"The Hughes family has a very big appetite. As long as they want, the turmoil they stir up will spread all over the world!"
"Um..."
Sakaki Makoto nodded:
“It does sound amazing.”
"There is no good outcome if you go against them..."
The freckled boy was obviously very afraid of the strength of the Hughes family:
"At their level, the amount of money is not that important."
"Even if there is no income in the future, the assets of the Hughes family are enough for them to squander for hundreds of years!"
"I don't care how much money the Hughes family has. It's not mine anyway."
Sakaki said calmly:
"I just care about..."
"The location of the Hughes family."
"Place?"
The freckled boy looked puzzled.
"You mean the gathering place of their family?"
"That's right."
Hearing this...
Something was wrong in the freckled boy's eyes.
He looked at Sakaki Makoto and said with a strange look on his face:
"First ask Kaito Kidd, then ask the Hughes family..."
"Could it be that Kaito Kidd has set his sights on them?"
"You are a policeman, following the footsteps of Kaito Kid. Are you planning to catch him?"
The wind blew across my neck, dispelling the heat of the summer night.
"On the contrary..."
After finishing the coffee in the cup, Sakaki Makoto smiled and said:
"The person the FBI wants to arrest the most right now is me."
“........”
Bang!
Bang!
At this moment, fierce gunshots were heard from under the floor, and the screams of women and the roars of men passed through the thick concrete walls and echoed in the living room.
"What's going on?!"
The freckled boy jumped three feet high:
“This is the most luxurious apartment on Seventh Avenue!”
"Why is there a gunshot?"
"Don't be afraid..."
Pulling out the USP from his waist, Makoto Sakaki removed the magazine and took a look at it.
The gang that sold him the gun was relatively well-behaved.
At least...
Don't forget to reload him.
"There's a riot in New York City..."
Standing up, Sakaki Makoto walked towards the door.
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