Who said I wouldn't come?

Upon hearing Jonas's words, Peirce instinctively thought of the enigmatic Belloc Buzz.

It's no wonder he thought of his employer, as most of the assassin's information is known only to the employer. Without Belloc Buzz's leaked information, he really couldn't think of a second possibility.

Why would the other party betray him?

Peirce quickly thought of the reason... Mr. Belloc Buzz wanted him and Jonas to perish together.

Intentionally leaking information to Jonas, then reaping the benefits for himself, even without having to pay the nearly two million credits.

He gritted his teeth, feeling both unwillingness and anger rising in his heart, he struggled to speak:

"Wait, don't kill me first, I can provide evidence to you."

Here, of course, refers to the evidence of Mr. Belloc Buzz's hiring of a hitman. Since it involves internal struggles within the consortium, this evidence would definitely come in handy for the other party.

If he handed this evidence to Jonas, he might spare him his life.

Hearing this, Jonas did indeed show some interest. He looked at Peirce in front of him, and asked with keen interest:

"What evidence? Send it over for me to see."

Upon hearing a hint of hope, Peirce no longer looked as ugly as before.

He took a deep breath and sent the reserved data from his personal account to Jonas.

And after receiving the relevant information sent by the other party, Jonas's face also showed a subtle expression.

It has to be said that this evidence is much more detailed than he imagined. Just based on this evidence alone, Jonas felt he could directly convict Mr. Belloc, a member of the board.

It includes all the records of Belloc's recruitment of killers on the dark web, of course, including all the transaction records between him and Peirce.

Seeing Jonas take on this attitude, Peirce breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought the other party spared him because of this evidence, but before he could speak, Eiffel placed the dark muzzle against his head.

Seeing the gun suddenly appear in front of him, Peirce's brain went blank for a moment, and the next second, he saw the girl pull the trigger without hesitation.

--- Bang.

The bullet pierced through his head.

Even until the moment of death, Peirce's expression still carried a sense of confusion and incomprehension.

With a thud, Peirce's body collapsed completely to the ground, blood still continuously flowing from the gunshot wound.

Seeing this scene, Jonas couldn't help but speak with some helplessness.

"After all, this person provided evidence for us. Miss Eiffel, how could you kill him so easily?"

At the mention of Eiffel, she just glanced at Jonas, not saying much, silently mocking him in her heart.

--- Huh, still pretending, didn't you just signal me to shoot?

The back and forth exchange of glances between the two was noticed by Ésnie, who inexplicably felt somewhat uncomfortable seeing this scene of the girl known as the "Black War God."

Meanwhile, on the other side, watching the interaction between the two, Tokiya felt a chill for some unknown reason.

She glanced at the body on the ground and couldn't help but associate it with her own situation, feeling a sense of despair.

Always feeling like the next one to be sacrificed is herself.

With this thought in her mind, Tokiya took a deep breath, feeling a sense of crisis growing inside her.

In any case, she couldn't afford to be caught by Jonas during this time.

..............

Jonas naturally didn't know that his actions had somewhat restrained Miss Tokiya's slacking off.

Of course, if he knew, Jonas might even praise the other party for understanding the situation and making timely adjustments, truly living up to the elite status of the Nathan Consortium.

But I digress.

In his view, the purpose of this trip to the Smolica District had already been mostly achieved after dealing with Peirce.

The so-called banquet had only the significance of quieting down the group of old dogs in the board afterward.

Of course, to avoid any unforeseen circumstances during this period, after dealing with Peirce, Jonas also sent a vague message to Belloc Buzz using the other party's private account.

The content of the message was roughly that the mission was completed very smoothly, Jonas had successfully been executed by him, and incidentally, a photo of Jonas lying in a pool of blood was taken...

The photo was naturally forged, taken by Miss Ésnie.

And after receiving this photo, Belloc Buzz also generously transferred over a sum of more than one million credits to his account according to Jonas's instructions.

Over a million... This was not a small number.

In a sense, this also fulfilled Jonas's dream of collecting a bounty with his own head.

.........

Smolica District, Vitting Consortium Headquarters

At the originally agreed-upon time.

The members of the board all had varying expressions, after all, in a sense, this was the first time the board had openly sanctioned Jonas, and even beforehand, some members of the board had discussed how to divide Jonas's assets.

Among these members, the one with the most composed demeanor was undoubtedly Mr. Belloc.

After all, he was the first to learn that Jonas had already died at the hands of Peirce.

And this news was temporarily only known to him. After the wind died down in a while, he would use this evidence to demand that the board transfer Jonas's assets to his name.

In his view, today's events were just a process... After all, the parties involved were no longer present, so there was no accountability or investigation.

With ten minutes left until the originally scheduled time, but during this period, there was no sign of Jonas. This also made many members of the board feel dissatisfied.

"So are you really sure Jonas will come?" a female board member asked impatiently.

Mr. Mist frowned upon hearing this, he wasn't sure what kind of person Jonas was, so he felt somewhat uncertain.

Belloc Buzz looked at the expressions of the people around him, then smiled and said:

"Well, it seems Mr. Jonas might not be able to make it today, so let's just..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the door of the conference room was opened.

With footsteps, everyone's attention was focused on him.

The newcomer's gaze was calm. After scanning around, it fell on Mr. Belloc, as if admiring the other party's seemingly ghostly expression, Jonas smiled and asked:

"Who said I wouldn't come?"