Ethan Hunt_God of Billionaire War Season 2
Chapter 1830

  "Did Mario just talk to you? Huh, his side only knows how to lie to you and use you. But we're not like them..."

  At least five or six people seemed to have learned that he had come to the base and stopped him along the way to ask him to join their team.

  Caleb was very upset.

  He was in charge of the largest temple under the Masamune Syndicate, so his position in the syndicate was not very high, but also not low. But the importance of the position is very different.

  Anyone who has Caleb's support means they will also have the support of Tokyo residents.

  "Take side, side, pfft! If they push me further, I will not take sides and I will only form my own team!" curse Caleb while scoffing and quickly walk over. He refused to stop regardless of who called him.

  Caleb had no intention of going too far into the base. The people there gave him bigger headaches and he never wanted to see them again.

  He immediately went to look for the person in charge of the Black Prison.

  The Black Prison was where the Masamune Syndicate used to imprison the people they arrested. Regardless of their identity or intentions, they were all thrown into this Black Prison.

  But even though the name carries the word 'prison', this place is not really like a prison. Different prisoners are treated differently. Someone like Lance's sister lives in a more luxurious furnished cell than a five-star hotel.

  "Mr Caleb."

  Caleb sat cross-legged in the Black Prison main office with both hands on his knees and looked rather polite.

  The middle-aged man sitting opposite him smiled. "You're here to ask me about that woman?"

  "That's right, Mr. Cranes. I wonder how that woman is doing right now," Caleb said directly.

  When talking about someone as professional in interrogation as Marshall Crane, there was no point in rambling. This man's eyes seemed to be able to read minds, so it was impossible to hide anything from him.

  "Why do you want to know?" Marshall Crane laughed and his narrowed eyes looked like they could see right through Caleb. "Don't you know that this woman is so important? In fact, you could say that he determined which direction the Masamune Syndicate would go in the future."

  Marshall Crane also asked him about which side he was on.

  Caleb looked at Marshall. "And what about you?"

  He doesn't know which side Marshall Crane is on. Is he on the side of their Chief or on the side of the Prince?

  "I'm on whichever side you choose" Marshall replied.

  Caleb's pupils narrowed. "I'm thinking of taking my own path."

  Marshall's eyes immediately turned sinister, as if knives were coming out of them and were about to pierce Caleb's heart.

  "Hahaha, Mr. Caleb, you're so funny." Marshall pulled back that cynical look. "You're as funny as you used to be."

  "All right now, I won't be asking questions like this anymore. I'm sure you have an answer in your heart and you'll announce it sooner or later, right?"

  Caleb didn't say anything.

  Marshall's gaze was frightening earlier. He felt like he could feel murder in the air.

  And he didn't even try to hide it!

  "The woman is inside the Black Prison and she's fine, so you don't have to worry. He was an important guest, so no one would hurt him. He's just not allowed to leave at the moment" Marshall said calmly. "Whatever happens to him in the future, it depends on who takes the decision at the end."

  Different people want to lead the syndicate in different directions, so the woman is useful to them in different ways.

  Sometimes, the use of a person, whether dead or alive, was completely different depending on the situation!