"Twenty-seven?" Peter couldn't help but gasp when he heard this number. According to the information he had, there were twelve killer agents he sent to monitor. Although he knew that his spy could not find all the killer agents who were mixed into the city, he never expected that so many people would be missed, which made him feel that there might be more killers and agents lurking in the city.

In addition to being surprised, Peter couldn't help but look through the information in his hand. Soon, the surprise that he had just calmed down came back. As he learned more about the dead, the more he was surprised, and in the end he was only shock and fear.

Except for the twelve known people, the other fifteen people recorded in the data, if the logos with unique traces on them were not forged, then they were all the most dangerous killers and elite agents in the underground world in Europe and the United States.

The person recorded on the first page of the data is Abraham, the hunter of Mossad in Israel. Abraham is just a code name, not a name. His name was erased from any document file at the moment he became an agent. His position was mainly to hunt and participate in the Nazis, hunt any enemy hostile to Israel, etc. Although there is no clear evidence to prove that he had assassinated those big figures, the contradiction is that almost all the intelligence agencies of the country regard this person as the number one dangerous person, and obviously his record is not public.

Now such a formidable person has died in the hotel bathtub. The cause of death was a gunshot. A special bullet penetrated the wall and shot directly from the back of the hunter Abraham's head. The huge force attached to the bullet easily shattered half of his brain. It is conceivable what kind of sensation this news would cause if it spread.

There is also the deceased recorded on the second page, and his identity is still being verified. However, from the characteristics of the corpse and the details of the items on it, it is almost certain that this person is Logan, a well-known killer and intelligence dealer in Europe and the United States. The most famous thing this person has ever done is to sell military intelligence from the Soviet Union and the United States. These military intelligence directly led to the subsequent Cuban crisis, so the agents of the United States and the Soviet Union wanted to catch him, but no matter how they set it up, it was useless, and some elites were also damaged, and even the true appearance of this person has not been clarified.

Now this person, who is suspected to be a thousand-faced man, died in a hotel room and died in his sleep. The cause of death was carbon dioxide poisoning.

Although the killers and agents behind the data are slightly worse, but relatively speaking, almost every name on this is a dangerous person who can turn the world upside down in the European and American worlds, but now they are all dead in the same city. It is okay to say that the death of those killers will definitely alarm the country where the agents are located. What impact will happen at that time is unpredictable, but it is certain that as the director of the Zagreb police station, Pijar will definitely not be able to have a good time.

"Who killed them?" Peter put down the documents in his hand, rubbed his head, which was aching, as if he was asking himself, or as if he was asking Grabbard beside him, and said to himself.

"This has not been found yet." Grabbard replied honestly: "According to the autopsy, almost all of them died between 0:00 and 3:00 today. They died suddenly, without any signs of resistance, and there were some death marks similar. If you carefully divide it, it was at least three people who took action, so we judged that it was probably from the same force."

"The same force?" Peter's face looked a little ugly again. After all, no one knows that a hidden force with extraordinary power appeared in his jurisdiction, he would not feel happy, but only fear and worry.

Just as these two Zagreb executives in charge of security were worried about the current situation of being out of control, the door of the office that had just been closed was pushed open again. An old man in a straight suit and with a cane walked into the office surrounded by several bodyguards.

Peter, who was originally going to scold the visitor angrily, just saw the visitor clearly, swallowed the words he said, then stood up and greeted him, "Mr. Slaven, why are you here?" As he said, he ordered to the secretary standing at the door, "Put a few cups of coffee in." He said to Grabad, and said, "You go back to the office first, and I will see you later."

Just as Grabad was about to pack up the documents on the table and get up and leave, the old man who had just come in suddenly stopped him and said, "Minister Grabad should not leave first, let me come here also have something to do with you."

Hearing the old man's words, Grabad hesitated for a moment, looked at Pijar, and then sat back on the sofa after getting his boss nodded.

Peter was not angry at all about the old man's behavior of turning against the enemy. After inviting the old man to sit down, he asked straight to the point: "Mr. Slaven, why did you come to me? You must know that the union matter has not yet subsided. Shouldn't you be in charge of the union?"

The old man is named Slaven Garcia. He is the president of the Croatian Federation of Trade Unions and the chairman of the Croatian Federation of Entrepreneurs. He is the top in the entire Zagreb and even the entire Croatian region. According to legend, he is also a supporter of the Croatian National Front. Such a rich, powerful and influential figure cannot be offended by a person like the director of the police station. The day before yesterday, Pejar was able to yell at the president of the regional trade union and let him temporarily negotiate with the gang in a semi-command manner, but he did not dare to make any rude actions in front of the old man in front of him.

"You should have known about the murders that happened last night, right?" the old man asked immediately after sitting down.

When the old man mentioned the murder, Pejar immediately thought of the gun battle in the cemetery. There were only a few people who could use heavy weapons at any time in Zagreb, and the old man in front of him was one of them.

Peter then confirmed: "Are you talking about the cemetery in the old town?"

"Old City Cemetery?" The old man was stunned for a moment, frowned, and said, "Has there still been a murder in the cemetery in the old city?"

Seeing the old man's expression, Bijal immediately understood that what the old man was asking about was not the cemetery, but the murders involving the twenty assassins and agents. Thinking of this, his face immediately became a little strange, and his eyes were a little suspicious. After hesitating for a moment, he pushed the documents on the table to the old man and asked carefully: "Are you talking about this?"

No wonder Peggy had such an expression. Although Slaven Garcia was a big shot in Croatia, she could not be ranked in the entire European and American regions. It was a bit difficult to deal with the entire gangster organization in Zagreb with the strength of the old man, let alone the elite killers and agents from various countries. What's more important is that he really has no reason to kill those killers and agents. Doing so will not only not bring him any benefits, but will instead bring him endless trouble.

Just when Peggy was suspicious, the old man gave him a completely opposite answer. The old man looked through the document, sighed heavily, nodded with a worried look on his face, and said, "Yes, these murders are just these murders."

Hearing the old man said, Bijal looked completely stunned. After a while, he came back to his senses and said in surprise: "Are you the cases..."

"How is that possible? If I had such great ability, I would have solved the gangsters' affairs long ago." The old man shook his head quickly, fearing that he would be involved in the charge, but then changed his mind and sighed, "But this matter cannot be said to have nothing to do with me. Do you still remember the big parade the morning before yesterday?"

"Remember." Peter responded briefly, and then waited for the following.

The old man continued: "Aren't a very capable person coming out at that time? It was the guy who defeated more than 100 people with our workers and gangsters. My nephew Alger thought that guy was a talent, so he released him and his companions from the detention center. It's just that those people claimed that they were bounty hunters came here mainly for other things and were unwilling to join the union, but they agreed to help us in a cooperative manner, on the condition that after solving a few troubles for us, we provided them with some information, which were information about killers and agents entering the city of Zagreb."

"It's the information of these people." Peter pointed to the documents in his hands with shock and said.

The old man nodded and said, "Yes, it's the information of these people, and there are more."

Peter didn't know what to say for a moment, and the only sentence that could describe the old man's actions was to seek death himself. It is no exaggeration to say that if there are relatives and friends in these deceased people who want to take revenge, if the murderer is not found, the first person to take revenge is the information provider.

The sophisticated old man could naturally see his inner thoughts from the expression without any concealment of Pejar. If it were normal, he might have scolded him for his rudeness, but now he had no idea. He smiled bitterly and said, "Arger didn't tell me when he did this. Until today I received the news, I knew that this matter was related to me. However, even if I told me, I probably wouldn't have thought of such a result. Dozens of the best agents and killers in Europe and the United States were killed silently overnight. This kind of thing is incredible even if I see it now."

"What are you looking for me?" Peter felt that things were tricky and wanted to get rid of this matter as soon as possible and not get involved with it, so he asked in a long story.
Chapter completed!