Chapter 51: Mutants at the Cross Auction

Link Town is not far from Nevada. At ten o'clock in the afternoon, several people entered Nevada.

Logan drove the car all the way to the outside of Victor's apartment building and parked in the driveway next to it.

"Big city."

Caliban was almost lying on the car window, looking at the high-rise buildings in Las Vegas.

There are many high-rise buildings, busy traffic, and bustling urban areas. The afternoon breeze seems to smell of money, but it is also this scenery that makes him feel deeply uncomfortable.

"Las Vegas is still the same as I remember."

The shadow of the poster was reflected in Charles' pupils, and there were advertisements for some casinos. The slogans gave people the illusion that they would become billionaires after entering the casino.

"I'll go up to find Victor. You guys wait for me in the car and don't go out."

Logan got out of the car after saying that.

But Laura in the passenger seat patted his arm, pointing to a piece of paper with hope in her eyes.

On the paper was an address "Eden - North Dakota - 48.97033N, 102.155491"

Looking at the address that was even marked with longitude and latitude, Logan nodded. He understood what Laura meant. The little girl hoped to go to the place where she could meet up with her friends as soon as possible.

"Don't worry. Since I promised Gabriela, I will definitely take you there, but not now. Give me a few days. I need to see an uncle now."

Logan ruffled Laura's hair and whispered assurance to her.

Laura put away the paper, nodded obediently, and then continued to lie on the window, looking curiously at the noisy big city.

Growing up in a laboratory, she was full of curiosity about everything around her.

Logan opened the door and got out of the car, jogging all the way to Victor's apartment.

The apartment was still as shabby as last time. He stretched out his hand and knocked on the door of the apartment, but after waiting for a long time, no one responded. Logan couldn't help but increase his strength, and he knocked on the door frame until it started to ring.

Click.

The door opened, but it wasn't Victor's door, but a black neighbor's door next door.

The neighbor stuck his head out and said impatiently: "Knock, no one is at home!"

Logan quickly asked: "Where did he go?"

The neighbor looked bored and said, "God knows, he might have been thrown into the sea to feed the sharks!"

As soon as these words came out, Logan's eyes instantly turned cold.

The black man was obviously panicked. He noticed that Logan didn't seem to be easy to mess with, and his attitude quickly softened. He quickly said: "He may have caused trouble. He was just taken away a few days ago and he hasn't come back until now."

Logan was shocked and quickly asked again: "Who took it away?"

"Dude, you can't expect me to know everyone in Las Vegas."

The black man pursed his lips. After a pause, he seemed to have thought of something and said again: "By the way, I seem to have seen those people who took your friends away in a certain casino. At that time, they had a conflict and overturned There were a lot of dishes and chopsticks, and there was quite a commotion. When I went out to check, he had already been taken away. Your friend must have a gambling debt from the casino, but it has been so many days, and he may have been sold long ago. It's a black kiln, and I'm afraid you won't be able to get it back even if you take the ransom."

After saying that, the black man quickly pulled his head back and closed the door hard.

Logan glanced at Victor's door, and then noticed a thin layer of dust on the handle. It seemed that no one had touched it for several days. Thinking back to the black man's words, Logan frowned, went downstairs and returned to the car, briefly told Charles the situation, and drove several people to a nearby hotel for temporary stay.

And he returned to the car, thinking about the forces that might take Victor away.

He must find Victor. After all, that is Wolverine's only relative in the world. After so many partings, he never wants this last brother to leave again.

evening.

Logan parked his car outside a casino, turned off the engine and lights, sat in the car and smoked, staring at the casino through the smoke.

Near night is when the casino has the busiest traffic. Guests come from all over, carrying gambling money and fantasizing about getting rich overnight. When they step into the casino gate, under the colorful neon lights, they seem to see themselves reaching the pinnacle of their lives. the illusion.

The owner of this casino is Notland, who is also Victor's boss. At this time, the lights are on in the office on the second floor of the casino, and from time to time, figures walk through the curtains.

Logan stared at the office. If the person most likely to take Victor away was not Notland, he must be an insider.

But Logan didn't intend to go in and question him directly. That would be too stupid.

After all, the security guards in the casino are not vegetarians. If they find out that they are forcing their boss, there will inevitably be a conflict, which may not save Victor, but will also attract Dr. Rice or people from S.H.I.E.L.D. .

It is not appropriate for him to make any big noise now.

As the cigarettes turned into cigarette butts, the night gradually deepened, and the lights on the second floor of the office finally went out.

Logan put out the cigarette butt in his hand, walked among the crowd with his head lowered, walked all the way to the back door, climbed up to the second floor along the water pipe, and walked into the corridor.

Singing was filling the air below, and gamblers were shouting crazily, but the second floor was very quiet. The soundproof building prevented any noise from breaking into it.

Logan quietly walked to the door of Notlander's office, put his ear against the door, and listened alertly to what was going on inside.

After confirming that there was not even the slightest sound of human breathing inside, Logan pushed the door open and entered.

The room was extremely dark, and the thick curtains blocked out any colored lights outside the window. If ordinary people came here, they might not even know how to get there.

But fortunately, Logan's eyes were in the dark and he could see more clearly than during the day.

He walked straight to Notlander's desk.

It can be seen that Mr. Notland seems to have encountered something bad recently. The ashtray is full of cigar butts, and there are several empty bottles of red wine on the table. Various documents are messy on the table, and they are all filled with several pieces of paper. Casino financial reporting and tax rates.

Logan had no interest in whether he evaded taxes. He carefully opened the drawer and slowly looked for any clues about Victor.

After rummaging around, Logan found a report at the bottom of the drawer. The content was an arrears notice. It stated that Notland was owed an amount of fifty million US dollars. Such a large amount of debt was Even if all the casinos under his name were sold, it would not be enough to pay the compensation.

Logan looked through the documents carefully and understood that the debt was caused by Notland's losses on an investment project. If it was not repaid within a month, then he, a wealthy businessman, could declare bankruptcy completely.

"Isn't it of any use?"

He also had no interest in whether the wealthy businessman went bankrupt, but another document underneath the document instantly attracted his attention.

The document says 'Cross Auction'

This was probably just an official letter from the auction, but what really caught Logan's attention was the content below, which was labeled the auction item - 'Mutants'.