People are watching American TV shows, and they are also watching American-style iaido.

"Mr. Wick, what have you been up to lately?" Ding Ze asked, genuinely curious.

"Mr. Ding knows Mr. Wick?" Winston asked, somewhat surprised.

"I wouldn't say we know each other," Ding Ze replied. "I've just heard about him often and admire him quite a bit."

Winston didn't believe it, but naturally he didn't want to expose him, so he didn't ask and replied, "As far as I know, Mr. Wick went to Rome on a mission because of a mark left from before."

Ding Ze laughed, "Is that so? Then it seems that Mr. Antonio is not far from death."

“???” Winston frowned slightly, surprised that Ding Ze knew. “That’s about it.”

“Then, the High Platform Organization will remove Mr. Wick from its list of names, and all the assassins in the High Platform Organization will hunt down Mr. Wick. I will have to take Mr. Wick to Miami, and then kill all the assassins who dare to enter Miami,” Ding Ze said calmly, taking out a cigarette, lighting it.

“…” Winston was startled again, his thoughts racing.

What the hell does this mean?

Is Ding Ze going to war with the Gaotai Organization?

Damn it, weren't we supposed to be here for dinner?

After a brief moment of surprise, Winston finally spoke, "Going against the High Platform Organization is not a smart thing to do."

Ding Ze exhaled a puff of smoke and smiled brightly, "The word 'confrontation' means that I am weaker than the High Platform Organization. Winston, I will surprise you greatly."

Upon hearing this, Winston realized he had misspoke and promptly apologized, "Sorry, I used the wrong word. So, Mr. Ding, are you serious?"

“Of course, I’ve always been very serious,” Ding Ze took a drag of his cigarette. “The High Platform Organization is a very interesting organization, which suits my taste. And, when I encounter something I like, I want to get it.”

Upon hearing this, Winston finally understood what Ding Ze wanted to do.

It's not about eliminating the Gaotai organization, but about replacing it.

That would be even more relevant to oneself.

“Mr. Ding, is this a reminder to me?” Winston asked, his eyes darting around.

Ding Ze grinned. "You could say that, Winston. You've been in New York for so many years, you've been counterfeiting gold coins, and more importantly, you think New York belongs to you."

"In that case, why not cooperate with me?"

hum.

Winston was utterly shocked.

The counterfeiting of gold coins has been discovered?

Damn it!

This is a matter of life and death!

"Mr. Ding, you must be joking. I didn't counterfeit any gold coins," Winston panicked and quickly denied it. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 312 Suspect Tracking

New York, Continental Hotel.

In the underground restaurant.

Ding Ze smiled and shook his head slightly, not arguing with Winston, and there was nothing to argue about. "Winston, you've spent most of your life in the High Platform organization, so you know it very well."

“You want New York? Once the High Platform is gone, I can give you New York. In my opinion, it’s a very good deal. What do you think?”

Winston narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Ding Ze, and remained silent for the time being.

Winston knew very well how large the High Platform organization was, and how unique its organizational structure was.

Because he understood this, Winston knew that the High Platform Organization was very difficult to overthrow. After all, it was a union without a real boss, only nine elders, and when an elder died, he would be replaced immediately...

The entire Gaotai organization is like a hydra.

If one head is cut off, a new head will immediately grow back.

So, how do you cut off all the heads?

There are methods, though.

Winston saw two options: first, destroy the High Platform's economic system, which, simply put, meant constantly counterfeiting large quantities of gold coins to create an overabundance of them…

Although the High Platform organization is spread all over the world, the resources it can provide, such as firearms, ammunition, and equipment, are not truly inexhaustible.

Once countless people around the world use large amounts of counterfeit gold coins to purchase resources from the High Platform Organization, over time, the High Platform Organization will face enormous trouble, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it will be wiped out.

Secondly, it aims to destroy the image of the High Platform organization in the minds of assassins around the world... The image of being high above and omnipotent is the foundation upon which the High Platform organization survives.

An image that took who knows how many years to build is almost impossible to rebuild once destroyed.

Once their image is ruined, the assassins in the organization will start having other ideas.

Consequently, the Gaotai organization will gradually become a mere shell of its former self.

“I’ll think about it,” Winston replied after a moment’s thought, then added, “If I were to work with you, what would you need me to do?”

Words spoken.

The waiter brought Ding Ze's dinner.

Ding Ze handed over a gold coin, smiled, and thanked the waiter, saying, "Thanks."

After finishing, Ding Ze turned to Winston and said, "Information on all the elders and the various families. Then, I will visit them one by one."

"You can just go and chat with the managers of hotels in various cities in mainland China."

After listening, Winston smiled helplessly, "I'll think about it. Mr. Ding, please enjoy your meal."

After saying that, Winston stood up abruptly and left as if fleeing.

Ding Ze didn't pay any attention and ate his dinner with a smile.

I must say, the food here is really good, much better than the food in most restaurants outside.

Eat and drink enough.

Comrade Wick wasn't here right now, and there was no point in him staying, so he wiped his mouth, lit a cigarette, and slipped away.

New York is generally run-down and there's not much to do there.

After leaving the Mainland Hotel, Ding Ze hailed a taxi and prepared to return to New Jersey.

Unexpectedly, as they walked, Ding Ze suddenly saw a very handsome man through the car window!

"Driver, pull over," Ding Ze said without hesitation when he saw the handsome man.

In the blink of an eye.

Ding Ze got out of the car, lit a cigarette, and then followed the handsome John Reese!

John Reese, the male lead in the American TV series "Person of Interest".

And so, the world of "Person of Interest" came into being!

In other words, the robot baby is already running!

This is going to be fun!

The robot baby is a super artificial intelligence, practically a god...

Ding Ze wanted... even if he couldn't get the robot baby, he could get Samaria instead.

Ding Ze became more and more excited as he thought about it. Just then, Rither noticed that Ding Ze was following him. He moved and turned around a corner, waiting for Ding Ze.

Ding Ze noticed this, and on a whim, he simply walked to the corner, letting Comrade Risser do whatever he wanted.

Comrade Risser was a professional, and without hesitation, as soon as Ding Ze approached, he immediately reached out and dragged Ding Ze into the corner. At the same time, he held a pistol in his other hand and pressed it against Ding Ze's stomach. Then, in a low voice, he asked, "Explain why you followed me."

Ding Ze grinned, obediently raising his hands in a gesture of surrender. "John, there's no need for that. I have no weapons. I was only following you because I admire you."

"By the way, how is Finch?"

Upon hearing the name Finch, Rither's expression immediately hardened, and his eyes became much more menacing. "Who are you?"

“I’m just an ordinary tourist visiting New York,” Ding Ze replied with a smile.

How could Rither possibly believe such nonsense? "What do you want to do?"

Ding Ze shook his head, "I just wanted to see you. Maybe I could have dinner with Finch?"

Ding Ze was very different from anyone he had met before. Riser was unsure for a moment, staring intently for a few seconds before making his choice. He first released Ding Ze's collar, then said, "Step back and take out your wallet so I can see it!"

Ding Ze smiled faintly and obediently did as he was told. Soon, he readily took out his wallet and handed it over. "How is Carter now? Is he alright?"

Reese took the wallet, gave Ding Ze a cold look, and, completely baffled by Ding Ze's behavior, remained silent. He simply opened the wallet deftly, carefully examining Ding Ze's social security card. After a moment's thought, he didn't hide anything and spoke directly into the earpiece, "Finch, I've encountered a strange person. Could you check their social security code for me...?"

Upon hearing this, Ding Ze smiled brightly and said, "Finch, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Harold Finch, who was in the abandoned library, clearly heard Ding Ze's words and was immediately terrified.

no way.

Harold Finch is long gone; few people in the world know of his existence.

Now, some random person knows about this, which is not normal!

Finch was startled and didn't say a word, but quickly started typing on the keyboard to search.

In no time.