Cosma Empire

Mickey didn't know that not everyone's mouth in this world can be as strict as he imagined. He just took two pistols from here, and it wasn't half an hour before the underground world of District 5 circulated A message about Mickey - he's going to do something big!

The third-level demolition house for this information sold one hundred yuan, and the "information demolition house" who bought this information wholesaled the news to more than 20 intelligence dealers, big and small, in Irian, and then the information It was listed for sale in the intelligence organization at a price of five yuan, and everyone in every link made money. As for whether the guy who was sold was happy or not, it was out of their consideration.

It only took more than an hour. Some rich people were followed by bodyguards. They didn’t know what the guy who suddenly bought two guns wanted to do, but ensuring their own safety to the maximum is the most important thing for every rich man. one thing. Therefore, adding bodyguards and replacing bulletproof vehicles has become something that rich people are doing today. For those guys who take the initiative to provide them with information, they are not stingy with the money in their pockets.

This is a complete information chain, from the birth of information to sales, every link is as precise as a machine.

As for why that guy betrayed Mickey, it may be because he felt that Mickey, who was going to do big things, would not live for a few days. Try to make as much money as possible, that's all.

Mickey didn't know that he had become the target of some people's defense. When he had two pistols in his pocket, he felt an indescribable force growing and expanding in his body. In the past, when he was walking on the road, he was able to cause as little trouble as possible, but now he is bold with a weapon, and when those guys engaged in illegal transactions in the streets and alleys look at him, he dares to stare back.

This feeling is really good!

He touched the pistol in his pocket again, and then called all his companions who were going to do big things together to discuss the next plan. Originally, his plan was to focus on him and Greyhound. After all, that guy was also a member of a gang. He is still selling narcotics. Such a person has a lot of experience and can prevent him from making mistakes in some contingency issues, but a plan is always a plan and can never keep up with changes.

"Where's Greyhound kid?" A provincial man named Finney raised his hand to greet everyone. This guy has been jailed five times for robbery and theft, and he is a habitual offender. Fortunately, the places where he committed the crime were both the fifth district and the fourth district. If he committed the crime in the first district, he probably hasn't come out yet. Irian's judiciary is called "class-discriminatory laws" by many people. If criminals with criminal records commit crimes in the first district and are caught, they may face a maximum of 20 years in prison. But if you are caught in other districts, you may be able to get out in three to five months.

This is also the reason why people like to travel to Illian. Just like the city's publicity, it is always stable and does not need to consider any security issues.

With a gloomy expression on his face, Mickey took a deep puff of the cigarette and threw the butt on the ground in agitation, "Forget it, that guy is in custody." After speaking, he looked at Finny and asked, "Finny, did you use it?" A pistol?"

Finney froze for a moment, then nodded, "Of course I used it. I fired several times when we fought with people from another community. What do you mean..." His eyes suddenly widened, pointing Sniffing his nose, "You don't want me to go in with you, do you?"

"That's right, Greyhound is not here, you are the oldest here, and you have used a gun, you won't come with me, am I going alone?" As he said, he walked up to Finney and put his arms around his shoulders, whispering He said: "After the matter is over, we will share the Greyhound's share, at least hundreds of thousands. If you don't do it, I believe other people will do it. Don't say I don't take care of you when the time comes!"

Finney agreed without thinking about it. It is necessary to take a risk for one million or hundreds of thousands, and then Mickey began to assign work to the small group. Considering that there may only be a few people who can enter the manor, there are many details that they need to consider. Such a discussion lasted a whole day, and a whole set of plans was formulated. Including how to get out after the kidnapping is successful, and how to leave if the kidnapping fails, they have made very detailed plans.

Before leaving, Mickey also asked everyone not to reveal this matter to anyone, and to consider whether to say it after the matter was successful and escaped from the police.

At the same time, he also asked everyone to try their best to mobilize the provincial people they knew and strive to make the momentum bigger. Only in this way can they enter the manor as representatives.

It's just that Mickey doesn't know it. Anyone with a little energy in the whole city already knows that he is going to do a big thing, only he doesn't know it.

Two days passed in a flash. At this time, Du Lin was making the final preparations for the evening charity gala. He stood in front of the mirror and straightened his neckline. He turned two angles in front of the mirror and carefully examined it. Any omissions diverted the gaze from the mirror to Dove. In the evening, he was going to attend a charity gala. The cardinal of the church went to Ilian in person. Apart from raising funds for the church, he also wanted to get in touch with local rich people and politicians. This time it was a relatively strict party, so there were not too many accessories on the clothes, and everything looked so solemn.

Dove changed into a relatively conservative black evening dress without any accessories, which was very simple and beautiful. The church may have certain prohibitions on certain things to a certain extent, but such a natural thing as beauty cannot be stopped even by God, let alone a cardinal?

He raised his arm, and Dove nervously took Du Lin's arm and left the cloakroom following his steps.

Tonight's banquet is definitely a very special banquet for Dove, and she is very nervous because she and her whole family are Christians. Speaking of which, Dove is not a pure-blood Guart, her father is Ogdin, and her mother is Guart, so she is of mixed race. Her father and her brother, including himself, are all believers in God, and the biggest priest she usually sees is probably the priest in the Irian Cathedral.

She never thought that one day she would meet such a big man as the Cardinal, who is the closest person to God after the Pope!

Thinking of seeing the cardinal in person next time, she was both excited and nervous, and it was hard to describe the eagerness and anxiety she felt right now.

"Mr. Du Lin, do you think the cardinal will talk to me?" The girl blushed a little, "I mean can we get close to the cardinal? I want to have a chat with him."

Du Lin opened the car door and nodded with a smile, "Of course it's no problem. Madste came to Illian just to harvest a crop of wool from the priests. As long as he has enough money, he will even take the initiative to come over. Kiss your forehead."

Dove was a little unhappy to hear Du Lin say that. She is a devout believer. How could she be so philistine as the Cardinal said? And you shouldn't call the cardinal by his name directly. She could understand where Du Lin's attitude came from, but understanding did not mean acceptance. Dove, who kept his mouth shut, got into the car, and Du Lin then closed the door. As for Dove's thoughts?

He doesn't care, that's not who he is.

When the car was about to leave the manor, it stopped at the gate, and Duffer, who was leaning against the courtyard wall and smoking, walked towards the car. He bent down and knocked on the window, which slowly fell down.

"Boss?"

Du Lin took a look at him and straightened his gaze. He moved his bow tie a little, and said in a very soft voice: "You can send them away." After saying this, he closed the car window. Shaked up.

It seems that because of the cardinal's visit, the first district is a little more lively than any other time. Before it's time for the carnival at night, there are already many carnival parties on the beach. Crowds of women dressed in simple clothes laughed and ran around the stalls, or played some games, and the whole beach was like a paradise on earth.

The car parked steadily outside the gate of the hotel. Dove, who was walking the red carpet for the second time, was much more natural than the first time. She also learned to wave to the reporters who were fiddling with cameras and chalk. After signing his name on the attendance book, Du Lin took Dove into the last banquet hall. Before the start of the charity gala, there was a cold dinner, which was regarded as an early warm-up. In addition, many people might need to communicate with Cardinal Maduste, so there was such a step.

Not long after Durin came in, Scott found him and pulled him into a corner.

"Did you forget that matter, or didn't you take it to heart?" Scott looked a little solemn, and the mayor told him to ask clearly before he came. If Du Lin doesn't take action, the city hall will act decisively early tomorrow morning, and Du Lin will inevitably have to compromise a little.

Holding the wine glass, Du Lin asked curiously, "What are you talking about?"

Scott frowned slightly, "Of course it's about racial discrimination!"

Du Lin smiled and touched the wine glass in Scott's hand with the wine glass in his hand. The crisp voice was melodious and clear. He raised the glass and raised it slightly, "This has never happened before, I really don't know you What are you talking about!"

Scott froze for a moment, then rolled his eyes, "It's best not to overdo it, or it won't look good."

"I'm a legitimate businessman, so I'll pretend I haven't heard what you said!" Du Lin took a sip of his wine, showing a tooth-itching smile, "I wish you a happy evening!"