The people who hired me are dead

Baltimore has always been a chaotic place with a large immigrant population of people of color.Baltimore is one of the most dangerous cities in the United States, with frequent robberies and occasional police watching.

Jacob is a robber on 94th Street. He often robs the shops run by women and the yellow people passing by with his friends.The fact that Jacob is a black man does not prevent him from discriminating against people of yellow race.

Today he wandered the streets as usual, No. 4 Street was extremely quiet, only a few homeless men huddled up and slept on the street.In a few hours, there will be bikers here in the early hours of the morning, and they will sometimes compete with Jacob for prey.

Jacob was wandering the street with the beer he snatched from the store. He took a sip of the wine and saw a figure walking towards him not far away.

Jacob held the pistol/gun in his pocket and leaned against the wall in the man's path.It was a yellow man with a hasty look on his back, and he was carrying a black backpack. The backpack was bulging, and he didn't know what was in it.He held a map in his hand, and looked down from time to time to determine the direction.

This yellow man was the strongest among the yellow men Jacob had seen. Jacob weighed the size difference between the two and thought he could give it a try.

"Hey buddy!" Jacob stepped forward, blocking the man who was on his way.He took out his gun, nodded his head, and said threateningly, "Give me the wallet."

The man was taken aback for a moment, he tilted his head and said doubtfully, "Me?"

"Stop talking nonsense," Jacob threatened.

The man saw the gun in Jacob's hand, and seemed not to want to cause trouble. He didn't say anything, just took out a black wallet and handed it over, bypassing Jacob and planning to continue on his way.

Jacob turned around and grabbed the man's backpack, holding his wallet with little money, and said, "Give me the phone, too."

The man turned his head and frowned slightly, "Do you know where Donahue the Collector lives?"

"I said, give me the phone." Jacob raised his voice and shouted, "Are you courting death!"

Following his shout, a few young black men emerged from an alley not far away. They surrounded the man with sticks. Jacob pointed the gun at the man and continued: "Take it out yourself."

The man looked down at his watch and said with an ugly face, "Do you know how to get to Donahue's residence?"

His expression changed after he finished speaking, and Jacob heard him mutter in a low voice: "How do you know, I really asked a stupid question."

Several cars hurried past them, the man turned his head to look over, his eyes flashed anxiously.

Jacob winked at one of the black men, who immediately punched the man in the stomach.Then his fist was firmly held down, the man frowned and looked at the direction of the vehicle, and said softly: "It's okay, I think I know how to go."

The black man wanted to stop him, but the man kicked him away, and quickly ran past him with his long legs.

A gunshot rang out on the silent 94th Street. Jacob held the gun in his hand and angrily cursed at the man who had already run away.

"Don't let me see him again." Jacob said cursingly, while taking out the money in his wallet, looked at him and cursed: "What is this, buy me a lollipop? I..."

Jacob's voice suddenly stopped, and he looked at a black car that was slowly stopping not far away.After confirming that there was only one female driver inside, he clicked his tongue and walked over surrounded by his companions.

"Open the door," Jacob ordered, knocking on the window.

The car window rolled down slowly, and a woman wearing a mask looked lazily at Jacob.

"Where does Donoghue live?" the woman raised her eyes and said in an erratic voice.

"Hand over the money, or you can have fun with us." Jacob said, looking into the woman's beautiful eyes.

The answer was a bullet, and Jacob fell straight down, with a hole in his head and a wretched smile on his face.

The muzzle of the woman moved slowly, and she pointed at another black man. She repeated, "Where does Donahue live?"

"I don't know..." the black man stammered.

"Didn't the man say anything?" the woman asked.

"Are you referring to the yellow man just now?" The black man swallowed, and said nervously, "Just like you, he also asked us where Donahue was."

"You answered?" said the woman.

"No, we don't know Donoghue at all." Before he finished speaking, his companion interrupted him and said first: "We know we know, shall I take you there now?"

"Forget it, no need." The woman moved the gun, and when the black men were about to leave, the woman pressed the headset and said casually: "Take care of them."

The car drove away, and the residents of No. 94 Street were still asleep. Several people in black suits hurriedly disposed of the corpses on the ground and the people who saw all this, and even wiped away the tiny bloodstains on the ground.The street was quiet again, as if nothing had happened.

Yun Xinzhuo was driven to Baltimore by Rhett, Julia's voice echoed in his ears.Yun Xinzhuo didn't understand what the phrase 'you're leaving Yun Xinzhuo' really meant.Although Julia had a bad impression on Yun Xinzhuo, and her strong jealousy made Yun Xinzhuo feel uncomfortable, but Yun Xinzhuo remembered that she was definitely not a lunatic.

Elvis is angry, and the next survivor to protect is Julia.Protecting Julia is much more difficult than protecting other survivors.

Although Reid told Yun Xinzhuo at this stage, in order to restrain each other among the Death Agents, they will not be killed for the time being.

But Julia's words were like a thorn, piercing straight into Yun Xinzhuo's heart.

Yun Xinzhuo had no choice but to go on the road anxiously, and after the plane landed, he anxiously rushed towards the place Gordon had planned for him.Not only because he was worried about Rhett's safety, but also because he needed to find 'that thing' before the agent of death.

The system still didn't reply to him. If it wasn't for the system space and the medicines given to him by the system could still be used normally, Yun Xinzhuo even suspected that the system had lost to Death.

Yun Xinzhuo didn't pay attention to the episode just now. In fact, after he arrived in Baltimore, he encountered three or four groups of robbers.At the beginning, he would beat those people up too many times, so he pretended not to see them, or quickly avoided them.

Through Garcia, they learned that the object was probably in the hands of the collector Donahue. Garcia hacked into the system of the deputy director of the FBI and found out the person they were investigating recently.

Donahue Oliver, that's a pseudonym.Garcia was not able to find much information. They only knew that he was an elderly collector with considerable capital, temporarily living in Baltimore, Maryland, and seemed to be avoiding someone's pursuit.

Yun Xinzhuo avoided the monitoring and ran to an empty corner.He stood at the corner, leaned against the wall and looked back carefully, but no one was following him, but Yun Xinzhuo knew that someone was following him.

The few cars he had been chasing had disappeared, and Yun Xinzhuo didn't try to catch up.Judging from the existing clues, no one knows where Donahue is hiding.

"Yun, have you found him yet?" Reid's slightly tired voice came from the headset.

The corner of Yun Xinzhuo's mouth ticked unconsciously, and he pressed the earphone and whispered, "No, but I found the deputy director, probably she."

"You want to kill her now?" Rhett whispered, covering the phone.Julia was handcuffed to the chair by him, and she yelled nervously and spoke nonsense from time to time, making people panic.

"I have this plan, but I still don't know how many people are around her." Yun Xinzhuo heard Julia's cry on the phone, and said helplessly, "Do you know what stimulated her?"

"She's not stimulated, Yun." Rhett said with a headache. "I just tested her. She has histrionic personality disorder. She realizes that she may be in danger. She tries to attract us through these performances." Take care and protect yourself.”

"Have you figured out what she meant when I was leaving?"