A peaceful night passed. The next morning, Carlos was invited by John Matt to breakfast. It was an extravagant, luxurious spread with a dazzling variety of dishes, prepared with great care.
While eating, John Matt handed Carlos more detailed information. Carlos read through it as he ate, unhurried and composed.
By the time breakfast was over, he had more or less finished reading the files.
"Mr. Tobi, I'm counting on you!"
"Mr. Matt, rest assured. I'll do everything in my power. There won't be any accidents."
With that, Carlos left.
"Young master, do you think he can pull it off? There are experts from so many families..." one of John Matt's trusted subordinates asked quietly.
"Completing everything will indeed be difficult, but I won't lose out even if he only finishes part of it."
"Money is nothing but a tedious burden when kept in one's hands. Its purpose is to create value."
"Young master, if he really completes all the tasks, should we... He knows too much."
"The risk is too great. There's no need to take it. If we fail, we'll be the ones unable to eat or sleep in peace."
"He isn't part of the John Family. It doesn't matter how much he knows. Unless someone gets hold of irrefutable evidence, everything else can be denied. They can't do anything to us."
"Understood, young master."
After breakfast, Carlos returned to his room to rest briefly before entering the Kamui Space. He pasted photographs of the thirteen assassination targets onto the prisms within the Kamui Space.
He then arranged the assassination order according to the information, mainly based on their addresses and daily movements, aiming to eliminate them as efficiently as possible.
After numbering them, Carlos took out a map of Maglin Island and used a red-ink pen