Spy-x-War Showdown
Chapter 1135 - 1140: No Friends

Chapter 1135: Chapter 1140: No Friends

Boer glanced at his cellphone, then placed it to one side and said indifferently, "Oscar Bell is willing to join the hunt. As expected, nobody would miss such an opportunity to take advantage."

Several people turned to look at Boer, who raised his head and addressed Norbert, "For the main companies that increased their holdings in Bell Securities, we can take this chance to make a fortune."

Norbert nodded and said, "It’s been done."

Boer looked at the computer, smiled and said, "The bad news has already been released today. With Larry Bell’s keen sense of crisis, he’ll definitely try to suppress the negative news and create some positive news to boost the stock prices, so we won’t rush to sell the stocks just yet. We’ll wait for the high point to sell, and then we can make another fortune."

Norbert nodded and said, "No problem, make a quick buck with short-term operations, then sell high and go short."

Anton couldn’t help but say, "What time is it now? We really don’t need to bother with such small change, do we?"

Boer gave Anton a look and then said indifferently, "This is a battle where the initiative is in our hands. Since the initiative is with us, how can we not take the opportunity to make some money? And, it’s not small change. If done right, we can earn at least two billion US dollars, and up to five billion US dollars with a conservative estimate."

Anton’s mouth gaped open wide enough to swallow an egg, then he said somewhat defeatedly, "Uh, well, oh, alright, you guys are quick at grabbing money."

Boer said indifferently, "If we can’t resolve Bell Securities, all the money we make will have to be paid back. So the most important step still rests on you guys—Larry Bell must die."

Anton nodded and said, "No problem, he will definitely die."

"Make it look like a natural death; this is very important. If someone suspects that we murdered Larry Bell, then we might as well not set foot in Wall Street again. After all, this is where the wealthiest people in the world gather. If we are really suspected of breaking the rules and threatening the lives and property of those people, they certainly won’t mind teaching us a lesson."

After saying this, Boer continued with a look of helplessness, "Dealing with the richest people in the world, you have to be a bit more careful, because they are really very wealthy, and wealth brings everything."

Anton, looking somewhat conflicted, said, "So in the end, we resort to assassination, huh? But it’s really hard to kill a banker without leaving a trace, especially with the tight timeline."

Boer shook his head and said, "That’s your problem. I take care of my own business, and you handle yours."

Anton couldn’t sit still any longer; he stood up, a grave expression on his face, "I need to go and scout Larry Bell’s house again."

Boer said indifferently, "Larry Bell is a workaholic; he rarely leaves his bank. So his home is on the top floor of the bank building, occupying the entire level."

Anton frowned and said, "Who puts their home in the same place as their work?"

"Larry Bell. He owns many houses, but the place he stays at the most is the bank building. Moreover, once Bell Securities’ crisis breaks out, Larry Bell will definitely stay inside the bank. So you needn’t consider other places, just figure out the residential situation in the bank building."

Anton sat back down, then looked at Boer and said, "You know him quite well."

Boer laughed and said, "Previously, well, for quite a long time, Larry Bell was a friend of mine, so I’m quite familiar with him."

"Friend..."

Looking at a reflective Anton, Boer laughed and said, "Don’t be naive. There are no real friends on Wall Street, especially not at our level. How could there possibly be friends?"

Anton shrugged and said, "Alright, I get it. Now, tell me everything you know, the more detailed, the better."

"The bank building has fifty floors, Larry Bell lives on the top one. A private elevator that starts from the forty-eighth floor can take you directly there, where his private gym, a private cinema, a private bar, a small swimming pool are all found, and of course, his personal residence. There’s also the servants’ quarters and residences he had prepared for his assistants."

Listening to the string of ’privates,’ Anton couldn’t help but dig in his ear, then he said in a deep voice, "How big is it?"

"About three thousand square meters."

Anton couldn’t help but dig his ear again, then asked in a deep voice, "Anything else?"

"Yes, from Larry’s home, you can directly access the rooftop because there is a helipad on the roof. His personal helicopter isn’t always on the rooftop, but as soon as he needs it, he can go up there to take the helicopter anywhere. Um, Larry Bell has a strong sense of time; he doesn’t allow anyone to waste his time."

"Does he often travel by helicopter?"

"Yes, he travels by helicopter most of the time. Like I said, he’s not a show-off, but he really cares a lot about his own time."

"You didn’t say he doesn’t like to show off, you only mentioned his valuing of time."

Having refuted Boer, Anton frowned and said, "Rich people are such a hassle, even making a car accident seem unlikely, opting mainly for helicopter travel."

"Then create a plane crash."

Anton shook his head and said, "A plane crash? It’s easy to create, but a plane crash can easily be investigated, and you said it can’t be detected, so we have to discard the simplest method of creating a traffic accident, whether it be a plane crash or a car accident."

Boer repeated, "That’s your problem."

After much thought, Anton suddenly asked, "What does he like to eat?"

"Nothing in particular, sandwiches and burgers. Those I’ve seen him eat the most."

Anton said with resignation, "Such a wealthy person, and still he eats that kind of food."

Boer replied indifferently, "I like them too. When you’re busy with work, sandwiches or burgers are obviously the most convenient choice."

"Are they expensive?"

"No, what the average person eats, we eat too. Uh, maybe the ingredients are a bit better, the chef’s skills are a bit higher, the food is a bit fresher when eaten, but after all, there’s nothing too special about it."

Anton muttered to himself, "Still, a direct kill is necessary. Indirect means can’t guarantee results and are too easily exposed. Hmm, how about the security measures in his home?"

Boer pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "I don’t know; I was never concerned with that before... But it should be good, right? We need to protect ourselves. However, I can’t guarantee this; I really wasn’t concerned with these details before."

After thinking for a while, Anton said, "There’s poison available at Gweil’s place; I need someone to bring some over or go get some."

Boer shrugged his shoulders, but it was Xiao Ran who said, "Is it necessary to use Gweil’s poison? Isn’t it better to source locally?"

Anton, looking surprised, turned to Xiao Ran and said, "Don’t you know what kind of stuff that monster Gweil has come up with?"