Hearing Nolan's blunt statement.
The disguise on Charles's face also quietly dissipated.
His expression was calm.
"Nolan, do you know, your father and I have been working together for over thirty years.
In these thirty years, my hard work is no less than his.
However, just because he was my superior, I was firmly suppressed by him for these thirty years.
In the company, he was the one who had the final say.
Clearly, we started the company together, but I only have 7% of the shares, while he has a full 45% of the company's shares, and even the company's name is named after your Locke family.
Do you think I can be reconciled!"
Nolan frowned.
How much money is invested, how many shares are held, this is an unchanging truth since ancient times.
He originally thought that Charles had some other reason, but now it seems.
This is clearly a second Obadiah.
Charles noticed Nolan's expression, and he laughed heartily:
"So, you don't understand."
After he finished speaking, he sighed slightly.
"After all, you are my nephew, and I didn't want to kill you, but, who told you that you are different from what I imagined.
You shouldn't save this company, and you can't save it.
Your father died because of this, and now, you are also going to repeat the same mistake."
"My father was killed by you!"
Nolan was shocked.
He never expected that his father's death was actually done by Charles!
However, Charles shook his head.
"It wasn't me, but as for who exactly it was, it has nothing to do with you.
After all, you are about to die."
As he spoke, Charles took out a butterfly knife from his pocket.
The butterfly knife was very small, but Charles flipped it up and down a few times, extremely agile.
He didn't look like an old man who indulged in pleasures every night at all.
While playing with the butterfly knife, he said:
"Perhaps you don't know, I was in the military.
I have calculated it, this Villa is in the suburbs, even if someone discovers it and calls the Police, the nearest Police station is seven minutes away, which is enough time for me to do anything."
As he spoke, Charles said, as if comforting himself:
"Don't blame me, I just want to live better."
After speaking, Charles's previous kind and amiable expression completely faded, leaving only ruthlessness and fierceness.
Nolan appeared very calm.
"Uncle Charles, didn't you think, since I already guessed that you found someone to kill me, why would I dare to invite you here?
Presumably, when you came, you must have been very careful to conceal yourself and not be discovered, right?
Seven minutes...
Dear Uncle Charles, congratulations, you can announce your disappearance."
Hearing this, Charles instinctively felt that something was wrong.
He didn't pounce on Nolan, but reached his hand to his chest.
Just kidding,
Killing someone, how could he not prepare a handgun!
But at this moment.
Killer Three suddenly jumped out from the corner of the wall.
Directly impaling Charles's body.
Looking at Charles's shocked and confused gaze, Nolan's eyes held deep regret.
"If it wasn't you, how great would that be..."
He had always wanted an Alfred Pennyworth.
Charles's eyes gradually lost focus.
His eyes were full of unwillingness.
After all, Nolan looked like a kid whose injuries hadn't fully healed.
But now, he paid the price for his carelessness.
After killing Charles, Nolan didn't become happy.
Now,
Locke Company is truly falling apart.
He didn't hesitate, and immediately told Killer Three to take Charles away.
Since Charles had already created a perfect alibi.
Then he didn't need to bother with anything.
He believed that Charles was not a fool and would never leave any evidence for the Police.
Having resolved Charles's problem.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang.
Nolan's heart tightened.
Then he quickly relaxed.
It's not a big problem, even if it's the Police, there's no reason for them to come so quickly.
Opened the door.
Jessica Jones walked in.
She was beaming.
"Hey, Boss, guess what I found?"
Nolan considered it seriously.
"A new pair of underwear?
I guess it's pink."
"Ptooey!"
Jessica Jones's face turned red, then she spat, expressing her dissatisfaction.
"You told me to investigate Mores, and I found his identity. Behind him is the Irish Gang."
"Gang again?
How come all these guys are related to gangs?"
Nolan rubbed his head.
Jessica Jones didn't seem to mind.
"How could those capitalists not have connections with gangs? This is very normal. It's very difficult for a company to develop without a black or white background."
Jessica Jones's words were like a clap of thunder in Nolan's mind.
That's right.
His father must also have a similar background behind him.
It's just that he hadn't investigated it.
Thinking about it now, maybe Charles knew something, which is why he was in such a hurry to act.
But now, there's no one left to testify.
Just as he was thinking, Jessica Jones suddenly said:
"Boss, you didn't kill someone, did you?"
She sniffed her nose.
"There's a smell of blood, not only in the room, but stronger on you."
Nolan's expression changed slightly.
So sensitive?
Noticing the change in Nolan's expression.
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Jessica Jones was even more certain.
"Boss, don't underestimate my sensitivity. No one living in Hell's Kitchen doesn't know what the smell of blood is.
Of course, if you don't want to tell me, I won't ask any more questions.
Anyway, I'm just an employee.
You pay, I work, fair deal."
After hesitating for a moment, Nolan said:
"You guessed right, just now, old Charles came here."
"That director you trusted so much?"
Jessica Jones remembered.
"Yes."
Nolan said helplessly:
"You know, I have my ambitions, and I've said more than once that Charles will be my Alfred Pennyworth.
But, he hired a Killer to kill me.
Today I originally wanted to talk to him about this matter.
As a result..."
It was obvious, goes without saying.
Jessica Jones looked at the dejected Nolan in front of her.
The disappointment on Nolan's face was not fake.
From Alfred Pennyworth to Obadiah, no one could accept such a result.
"Poor Boss."
Jessica Jones wanted to hold Nolan's hand to give him some encouragement.
However, Nolan slyly pulled her into his arms.
And said:
"I need deeper comfort."
Jessica Jones glared at him.
But before she could refuse.
Nolan had already flipped over and pressed down on her.
Unfortunately...
Well, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great.
Nolan was unceremoniously pinned against the wall.
"Boss, you need to solve the current problem," Jessica Jones said.
Nolan gritted his teeth, feeling the faint pain in his still not fully recovered wound.
He immediately said seriously:
"Jessica, you're right, I need to solve the next trouble.
So, you should let go of me."
When necessary, being cowardly is not a problem.
Like in this situation.
The only thing that was annoying was that he was a man.
Woman strong, man weak, a big taboo!
One day, he would use his technology to overpower Jessica.
Hmm...
Transform into a cyborg?
Or maybe just upload his brain to the internet and stop being human.
A chill ran down his spine.
Forget it, let's go to the company.
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