Chapter 466 - 234: He’s Useless, I’m Anxious_2
"Where’s that Asian? He’s the real boss in there." Bolo questioned.
"According to the intel, he’s a street guy in Los Angeles, collaborates with others to own a bar, and also a recycling center, specifically recruiting homeless people for can business."
The underling confidently replied, "In his assets, there’s only a private plane, a Jeep, and an RV listed. That’s all there is."
"That’s all? That’s it?"
Bolo looked doubtfully at his underling, couldn’t help but curse, "Do you think I’m an idiot? You’re telling me he’s just a recycler? A can picker? That’s definitely just a front for their real operations! They can get their hands on clay bombs and that shipment; their business is definitely not so simple! That old man sure has killed someone! Might even be a Dark Web hitman!"
"Does he really not have a house of his own?"
Bolo asked again to confirm, and the increasing anxiety in his underling’s response made his own heart race.
"Then they must be ready to hit big and run away at any moment! After all, assets like houses aren’t easy to liquidate, they can be seized any time if investigated, not worth a cent! Cars can be sold cheaply to any passerby, he wouldn’t be some kind of spy or terrorist, would he?"
Damn, what kind of people are these.
If the intel is accurate, they’re mostly ruthless who have nothing to lose.
They have no significant assets here to worry about, not scared of anything?
"Are you sure the hacker you found is reliable?" Bolo’s suspicion grew, and he remembered his professional ethics.