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Chapter 1566 Opportunity to make amends

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    White Gloves followed the young man all the way to the exit outside.  The young man opened the electronic door lock with the password.

    The young man glanced at his watch and said, "The time is right, come with me." After that, he walked out first.  White Glove White lowered the brim of his hat and followed behind him.  The two walked through a prison area and walked to the guard office area at the back, where a garbage truck was waiting.

    White Gloves White walked over and put on a gas mask, covering his body in a large plastic bag where garbage was placed.  The truck driver drove out as usual. At the inspection area outside, a guard checked the area and signaled passage, and then the truck drove to the next place.

    There are three checkpoints in total, but all the guards seem to have deliberately avoided searching carefully.  They just circled around the car to check it once, and then waved to let the car pass.

    White Glove White was lying in a garbage bag in a car, looking at the exposed door.  In the distance, the iron gate of the prison, known as Rio de Janeiro's strictest prison, was closing, and he had successfully left.  He lay in the garbage and took a deep breath. No matter how dirty and disgusting the air was, it was free air.

    He knew that at this moment, he had become White Glove White again, the leader of the secret society who could control everything.  Instead of being a poor prisoner behind bars.

    The vehicle trembled and seemed to have stopped, and White Glove's eyes moved.  When the car door opened, he rolled out and held down the person who opened the door.  It was the driver who opened the door. He whispered, "Don't be like this, I've already done what you were told."

    The young man got out of the car and nodded, "Thank you, but we can't take risks. Caution is a good habit." He raised his hand and grabbed the driver's throat with one hand, then turned to White Gloves and said, "Outside the alley.  There is a car and there is no camera surveillance at this intersection, so I went in and changed my clothes.¡±

    White Gloves looked at him coldly, turned around and walked away from the alley.  And the young man threw the strangled driver into the garbage in the car.  Then he calmly opened the fuel tank, stuffed a handkerchief inside and lit it.  He strode out of the alley.

    A few minutes later, thick black smoke and a huge explosion came from the alley.  The young man got into the vehicle outside the alley, then started the car and drove around two intersections to a small hotel.

    In the small hotel room, four or five people have gathered.  The young man brought White Gloves in and said, "Help him take a bath and clean up all traces. Dye his hair black and reduce his skin color by two degrees. Gentlemen, you have thirty minutes to complete all this. I'll wait outside."

    Thirty minutes later, White Gloves looked at himself in the mirror.  He has changed from a blond white youth to a black-haired middle-aged man, and his complexion does not look as pale as before.  These people were very meticulous in their work, even the stubble on his face was dyed black.

    The young man walked in, looked at him and smiled slightly, "Very good, Mr. White, put on your clothes, now we can start talking. Maybe you want to have a cup of coffee to calm down first."

    White Gloves White put on an elegant suit and sat in front of the young man.  "Who are you?"

    "I am a strategist." The young man smiled, "Instead of caring about who I am, it is better to care about yourself." He pushed a piece of information wrapped in a plastic bag in front of White Gloves.  "Now you are Italian, 50 percent Asian. As an art dealer, you are a wealthy man with a wife and two children at home."

    "Bullshit." White Glove White sneered, "The strategist is behind the scenes, he never shows up, and only the Grand Duke knows his identity. To be honest, who asked you to do this? Maybe this jailbreak is just a trap.  You're a goddamn intelligence agent. Trying to get something useful out of me."

    "What you said makes sense. No one has ever seen a strategist. Because a strategist is not a person, but a position. I am a personal employee of the Grand Duke, specializing in providing him with various valuable suggestions." The young man said with a smile.  .  "In fact, the people who come to you this time are not the scavengers, but us, and it is also because of the suggestions we made to the Grand Duke."

    "Humph, so I still have to thank you?" White Glove White said with a cold smile.

    "You're welcome." The young man shook his head solemnly, "Because I believe that your role is very special and no one can replace it. Especially in the next few days."

    White Glove looked at him suspiciously and said, "What do you want?"

    "It's not me what you want, but you. The last time you lost miserably to Aladdin, you must have hated him. Am I right?" The young man who claimed to be a strategist said with a smile.

    "Yes, but what does this have to do with you?" White Glove White snapped.

    ?"This is none of my business, but what I want to tell you is that Aladdin is still alive. Just last week, the mercenaries he bought attacked our base between the Bering Sea and the Arctic Ocean." The young man said slowly.

    "A base in the Arctic Circle? Are you kidding? We don't have a base in the Arctic Circle." White Gloves sneered, "I didn't expect that, you eventually exposed the secret. You liar."

    "It's the Angerboda offshore platform, our network data control center. Although it requires high-level authorization, I believe you must know what it is. You are one of the few high-level officials." The strategist looked at the white gloves and said.

    Hearing the news about Angerboda Sea Platform, White Gloves was startled and looked at the young man.  He said in a deep voice, "Are you telling the truth?"

    "I have no reason to lie to you. Your trust is not worth a penny to me. So I can't lie to you." The strategist sighed.

    "They attacked the data center?" White Glove stared at the strategist.

    "Aladdin is a very difficult opponent. I have always advised the Grand Duke to exercise restraint against him. But because he has always been wary of Aladdin, and he has a pig teammate like you who is not successful enough, he thinks he can rely on his own abilities.  Go figure Aladdin.

    So the Grand Duke chose to remain silent, and he acquiesced in your actions against Aladdin.  Now it seems that this was a big mistake and you made a stupid move.  And the Grand Duke acquiesced with luck, so he is as stupid as you, because you can't deal with Aladdin.  Please don¡¯t doubt it, I said the same thing in front of the Grand Duke.  He hired me because of the fact that I was smarter than him.

    And if you can't deal with Aladdin, you will create a very terrible enemy for him.  "The young people talked freely.

    "What exactly do you want to say?" White Gloves stared at the young man and asked.

    "The Grand Duke has decided to give you a chance to make up for your mistakes." The young man smiled slightly.

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