America? No, it's the warp!

It was only morning when the Pioneer Square Central Bar welcomed an important guest.

A blue armored warrior.

The bar security guards who tried to stop them were forced back by a revolver with a bright blue barrel, capable of blowing a person's head off with a single shot.

Seeing this, the other security guard could only ask Lanny, the bartender who was drinking at the bar, for help.

It wasn't evening yet, and the bar staff were all dressed normally.

Therefore, Lanny was also taken aback when he saw the big blue guy.

"Hey! Brother! Let's talk this out! Why did you pull the trigger? It's not good if you hurt someone!"

Taking the initiative to stabilize the situation is a very experienced and skillful approach.

Logan put down his revolver, not because he was being swayed by such tactics, but simply because he didn't want to kill someone in public.

He took off his helmet and cursed:

"Stop talking nonsense. Don't you recognize me dressed like this?"

"Ah...it's Brother Logan...it's really hard to recognize you dressed like that..."

Lenny smiled humbly. The man in front of him was a big shot in the entire gang, a pillar against the Crippled Gang, and an informant who kept in touch with the police. He was a true big shot. Apart from Eddie, who in the gang wouldn't have to smile at him?

Logan wasn't deliberately looking for trouble; he wanted to see if the Bloods' attitude towards him had changed, in order to determine if Eddie had turned the entire Bloods against him.

Eddie himself is a given; he definitely wants to get rid of me. No boss would allow someone to ride roughshod over him, especially someone connected to the police department.

Judging from the reactions of the security guards and Lanny, Eddie did not spread this hostility to other Bloods members.

"Haha, I was just kidding. It's Halloween, so relax."

Logan patted the startled security guard on the shoulder.

"Give him a Bloody Mary, on my tab."

He never drinks here, so he won't pay this bill, but it's okay, can't he refuse to give me a drink?

"OK!"

"Thank you, Brother Logan!"

Logan went up to the second floor. This time, the door was neither half-open nor locked; it opened from the inside.

Eddie, having somehow found out the news in time, opened the door to the room and warmly invited:

Happy Halloween, Logan! My brother! Your Alpha Legion armor looks really cool!

Logan knew that the other party didn't understand Warhammer at all and was just pretending to. He could tolerate it before, but there was no need to now.

"This is the armor of the Ultramarines."

"Ah... haha... I got a little confused..."

Eddie gave an awkward laugh and led Logan inside.

There must be some reason for the sudden visit. Ever since he received Lanny's message, he had been thinking about the reason.

Their cooperation has come to an end, and he has made it clear that he will not participate in any further operations against the Crippled Gang.

Is it for the shares?

It's possible that the remaining 13% of shares haven't been transferred yet, which is also a considerable sum of money.

Reminiscing?

Impossible. We have practically no relationship whatsoever; this is something we both know perfectly well.

Need help?

It's even more impossible. With that attitude, people would believe he's here for revenge.

What was the purpose of it all?

Eddie couldn't understand, and Logan wasn't in a hurry to explain his purpose. He sat down on the single sofa and said:

"Eddie, have a cigar to soothe your throat."

Eddie took two cigarettes out of the drawer, and the two of them lit them.

In the eerie silence, the only moving objects in the room were the stove flames and the smoke it emitted.

Eddie didn't ask, and Logan wasn't in a hurry; staying a little longer meant he could have another cigar.

Two minutes later, someone couldn't hold back any longer:

"You didn't come here just to smoke a cigar, did you?"

"Haha, of course not, the cigars are just an extra."

Logan's cigar was only half full.

"Guess who I ran into at the bar in the Smith Building?"

This question doesn't need an answer, because the question itself conveys the message.

Eddie's brain started working at lightning speed:

The Smith Building was a hiding place I specifically arranged for Teren. How did he find it?

I just gave him the suggestion yesterday?

Is there a mole within the gang?

No, I'm the only one in the entire gang who knows this.

This is truly bizarre!

However, Terren may not be in his hands. He has hired bodyguards who are very capable fighters. Even Logan would not be able to take him down in a short time. That would be enough time for Terren to escape.

Why haven't I received any news from Teren yet?

Seeing that Eddie was still pondering, Logan continued to press:

"Perhaps you can tell me why the leader of the Crippled Gang is hiding on your turf? The penthouse in the Smith Building is definitely not under his name, nor was it rented in his name, otherwise the police would have raided it long ago. I think the police should be investigating now."

Eddie was both happy and worried. He was worried that his help in hiding had been discovered so quickly, but he was happy that he was certain that Teren had not been caught.

Once you've caught them, who cares whose apartment it is?

They've already arranged the entire process of trial, prosecution, sentencing, and imprisonment.

Even if they investigate, I'm not worried, since I had one of my underlings rent that apartment anyway.

Eddie forced a smile and tried to argue:

"It's supposed to be my territory, but that doesn't mean I control everything. That building is the property of the upper class. I'm just a gangster; I can't even get inside. As for why Teren is there, I have no idea. Maybe he just wants to hide in a place like this so the police won't find him easily."

"You're quite self-aware, huh? It's good that the apartment has nothing to do with you. I was worried that the investigation would turn to you."

"Huh? What happened?"

Eddie asked, pretending he knew nothing.

Logan looked surprised:

"Don't you know?"

"Know what?"

Eddie had a bad feeling.

"Check the Seattle Police Department's official social media account on your phone for the latest updates."

He took out his phone, opened YouTube, and saw on the official account:

"The mastermind behind the jade heist, Teren, the leader of the Crippled Gang, has been apprehended..."

Damn!

How could they have already been caught!

Then what are you arguing with me about!

Eddie tried to remain calm:

"It's actually a good thing they got caught. Was it the police who made the arrest?"

"I guess so. I did manage to take out his bodyguard."

Logan seemed to be saying that he stepped on a squirrel while walking that morning.

"I just went to that bar for a drink, but because I was wearing Astartes armor, someone pointed a gun at me, so I had no choice but to act in self-defense."

Eddie simply didn't believe that this was a raid planned by Logan and the police.

He knew Teren would be caught, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

He simply couldn't understand how the police knew that was a hiding place. Without a legitimate reason, police cars couldn't just freely enter and leave the Smith Building.

But regardless, Terren was arrested, a corner of the alliance collapsed, and the plan had to be changed.

Eddie forced out the ugliest smile of all:

"He deserves to die, he deserves to die."