Buck is very irritable today.
As a senior member of the Ku Klux Klan, at this time every day he is either bragging and drinking with his own people in the base, or having fun with those blacks in the slums.
But today, he had to come to this store under the order of his boss to monitor the owner of the store, a yellow monkey who had been hiding until now!
Damn it, why did God create two inferior races, black people and yellow monkeys, after creating such a perfect race like white people!
"gentlemen?"
The hearty voice interrupted Buck's thoughts. Looking at the black boy who came closer, a visible disgust appeared on his face.
"What's up!"
The voice was cold and even contained a hint of disgust. Kyle frowned secretly after seeing it, but still kept smiling and asked, "Do you have any intention of buying? Perhaps I can provide you with some suggestions."
"No need! I can look at it myself!"
Buck responded stiffly, suppressing his disgust for Kyle's skin color.
"But you have been watching for yourself since you came in the morning."
Kyle's slightly bent back gradually straightened, and his voice was no longer as gentle as before.
Buck narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and asked in a cold voice, "Why, do you limit the length of time customers can stay here?"
"Of course not, we welcome all customers who like peripheral products, but the premise is that customers come only to buy products and not for other purposes!"
"And you may not know this, but Officer Yosel of this precinct is a very good friend of our boss!"
Kyle stood straight, with an unmistakable smile on his face, but his voice had become hard.
He was now very sure that the man in front of him was not here to buy anything, and that he had other plans for the boss and the store.
As someone who accepted a salary higher than the industry average from his boss, he felt that he had an obligation to help his boss solve some minor problems.
Buck listened to these threatening words, looked at Kyle for a while, and suddenly laughed.
"You're pretty good, kid! Your boss is lucky to have hired you."
"Where's your boss? Why haven't I seen him since this morning?"
Buck suddenly became kind, and for some reason, this made Kyle feel a little chilly.
He suppressed his uneasy feeling for the moment and responded seriously, "The boss is making models in the basement. What do you want to see him about?"
"No, just asking."
Buck's eyes flickered twice after hearing this. He patted Kyle on the shoulder, turned around, and walked out of the store.
Kyle looked at Buck's departing back, frowned, and turned back to the counter.
"Hey! Kyle! Why hasn't the food been delivered yet... Huh? Why do you look so sad? What happened?"
Colin came up from underground because he felt hungry and looked at Kyle who was frowning, and couldn't help asking.
He had just promised Josel not to let the black boy be bullied in his store. If something went wrong, it would be like stomping his face on the ground!
"Sorry, boss! I was so busy just now that I forgot to order food. What would you like to eat? I'll go order it now!"
Kyle, who was still immersed in the previous events, heard Colin's voice and hurriedly picked up the phone in the store.
"Let's not talk about eating for now." Colin shook his head and asked in a serious tone, "What happened that made you look absent-minded?"
Kyle paused as he was about to order food, and said awkwardly, "I just ran into a strange customer, but I scared him away by using Officer Joseph's name."
"Something strange? Scared away?"
"Tell me more about it."
Colin, who originally didn't take it too seriously, started to take it seriously.
Although he believed that he had never displayed any abilities beyond the limits of a normal person in front of anyone or any camera, the news brought by Kyle still made him alert instantly.
"This guest came this morning..."
Hearing his boss's request, Kyle began to tell the story from the beginning. As Colin listened, his tense heart gradually calmed down.
According to Kyle, the so-called strange customer was most likely a small gang nearby who became jealous of his booming business, rather than someone who discovered his real secret.
Not to mention that Kyle has already issued a warning in Joseph's name. As long as the other party still has brains, he will not come to trouble him again.
After secretly calculating in his mind and basically confirming that it would not have any impact on him, he patted Kyle on the back and said happily: "Well done! It seems that I should really thank Joseph for sending a capable employee to my store!"
"What do you want to eat? Don't worry about the price today. Just consider it a reward for saving you the trouble of the store."
"Um, no thanks, boss, this is me..."
"listen to me!"
"let me see… "
Interrupting Kyle, Colin took out his phone and started searching through several high-end takeaway restaurants.
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It is almost autumn now and the temperature is not as hot as before.
Buck walked out of the nearby store and came to a remote tavern.
The pub was extremely lively. Although it was in a remote location and it was still daytime, the sounds of people drinking and shouting filled the entire store.
Buck walked into the tavern while greeting the bartender and people he knew.
This was one of the Ku Klux Klan's bases in the city.
Although the KKK today is far from the level of its peak when two-thirds of white people were members, and has even declined to the point where it has to resort to gang-like activities to survive, it was once wealthy after all, and still has some foundation left.
Interior of the pub.
Compared to the noise in the pub, this place is extremely quiet.
Buck knocked on the door with the Ku Klux Klan emblem on it, and after getting permission from the person inside, he pushed the door open and walked in.
What I saw was an extremely luxurious room.
High-end red leather sofas, large crystal chandeliers as tall as a person...
Buck walked in and sat down opposite the sofa without any hesitation. He picked up the red wine on the crystal coffee table and poured himself a glass. Then he complained to a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses who looked like an ordinary teacher, "Boss, if you ask me, since that guy got away with it and is not investigating the death of his parents, just ignore him. Why do you have to let me monitor him?"
Having said that, Buck drank the red wine in one gulp in displeasure.
"fool!"
The scolding made Buck's body tremble.
"Do you think it's normal that someone who had been tracking us down until we had to take action to eliminate him not only stopped investigating after our actions failed and revealed more flaws, but also gave up completely?"
"He has stopped investigating now. It's either because he knows that we killed his parents and disguised it as a car accident, and is plotting revenge. Otherwise, he wants to lower our vigilance and continue the investigation after we relax."
"Although he is just a small figure, it is difficult for him to affect us even if everything is clear, but I don't like to leave it unsolved when I know there is trouble."
As he spoke, the man with glasses looked up, a cold look flashed in his eyes, "No need to continue monitoring, just get rid of him, Buck!"
"I don't want any more accidents to happen this time!"
(End of this chapter)