Cosma Empire

Sitting in the office, all the newspapers are full of news about the city of Odis.

The George family is now in a dead end. John is accused of illegally manipulating the newspaper industry and obtaining huge economic benefits. He has been temporarily confined in the No. 1 Prison of the Imperial Capital, awaiting the trial. Mark, the next-generation head of the family who Mr. John placed high hopes on and is very thoughtful, is still in the custody of the police station and cannot come out for the time being.

Coupled with the destruction of the special manuscripts agency, the entire George family was panicked and had almost lost their original effectiveness.

Without the George family, without the feature agency, would the empire's newspaper industry be over?

impossible!

It is impossible for there to be only one smart person or a whole family of smart people in this world. There are so many smart people that it is almost impossible to count them. At such a moment, the newspaper industry in Kanles state, which had just died down because of the lawsuit, once again launched the slogan of forming a "newspaper alliance". Those expatriate journalists are the best resources, and they are willing to provide more commissions, more subsidies, as long as these people are willing to change jobs, or provide them with press releases.

If the promotion and isolation of those tycoons came from the sharp edge of the top, then the behavior of these people is the sharp edge of the bottom, which may not make people feel anything at first, and it is too late to find out in the end.

Dooling asked the city hall to publish these press releases by telephone, and gave them a certain amount of compensation. At the same time, he also hinted that they did not have to pay for publishing the news, and they might also get a profit from it.

So under the action of a few dozens to one hundred gold bullets, the newspapers with a little reputation and reading volume in the entire empire published this news. It doesn't matter whether there are pictures or not, the important thing must be on the first page, the first article, referred to as the headline on the front page.

Du Lin, who should have been happy, didn't see much happiness on his face, because he had a token in his hand, a token with a denomination of five yuan.

This is already the fourth day of full business in Odis City. Last night, which is the third day, his token company and all investors and merchants holding tokens conducted the third cash settlement. The tourists who came to Odis City from outside in three days contributed a total of 51.97 million imperial star dollars to the city, and he didn't count the odds. Originally, this should be a happy thing, but when the tokens were sorted, someone found about 3,000 tokens with the same number.

These tokens are not much different from the tokens minted by Durin in appearance, except for some slight flaws in some details, they can be said to be exactly the same. But he was still able to find out that these tokens are fake, not just the serial number, but the anti-counterfeiting technology.

These tokens of Du Lin have undergone a special process. When these tokens are put together with Yaojing, there will be a small amount of Yaojing catalytic reaction, that is, steam. He did not disclose this to anyone, just to ensure that the tokens are not forged as much as possible.

It is actually impossible to say that it will not be forged. After all, even the imperial currency is made by someone, let alone such a seemingly low-tech token?

"Three thousand..." He shook his head, "Yesterday it might be three thousand, then today it might be thirty thousand, and the day after tomorrow it will be three hundred thousand, three million or even thirty million." He stood up slowly Walking to the window, the bustling and noisy city did not show any abnormality at all because of the three thousand yuan, but Du Lin knew that some people could no longer sit still.

There were still people in the office, three others, Dover, Haight, and a casino manager from yesterday.

"Go check, check quietly, the three thousand yuan is just a test of the water, once they find that we don't know that there are counterfeit coins in the warehouse, they will not be able to control their greedy and stupid desires. Don't check those who use tokens, Look for those who sell or exchange money with passers-by. I believe these people must exist, find these people, follow them,

I'd love to know who wants to be on my turf and challenge me! "

Du Lin had a premonition that this person, or this organization is definitely not a small force, because it is impossible for a small force to complete the template of the token in such a short period of time, and try to achieve the same weight as possible. This requires enough financial and manpower to support it. Gun printing equipment is not cheap, and it is not easy to buy. The other party must have a big conspiracy. He already had several guesses in his mind, but speaking out now would disrupt the thinking and direction of work of these people, so he had to wait until those people couldn't help jumping out on their own initiative!

With his command, some characters who are difficult to find them on weekdays all started to act. They didn't have any clear goals, and they were dressed exactly like outsiders. They kept wandering around the station and the periphery of the city circle, looking for Du Lin to tell them clues.

Scott, a member of the country association and an employee of the security company, wore fancy clothes and looked around with a suitcase as Keener asked. This was the second day of his mission, and Kina told them who found the person they were looking for, and whose salary was doubled, which was explained by Du Lin. So he not only has a desire for money, but also has respect for Du Lin, appearing and disappearing constantly.

Just when he thought that there might be no gains today, he put away the trolley case and walked towards a reserved hotel, a man suddenly grabbed him.

"Sorry to bother you, do you know where the tokens can be exchanged for cash?"

The person who held him was a very ordinary young man, sweating profusely, in his early twenties. Scott answered this simple question, "You can go to the token company to exchange cash, but this There are a lot of people in a few days, you have to wait for a while." He said that he was about to leave, but the man stopped him.

The man looked at his watch and said anxiously, "Hey, buddy, my father is sick, I have to go back, too late to exchange. I have..." He took out a pocket specially used to hold tokens , There is a reed at the bottom of the pocket, you can take out one at a time, or you can open the pocket and take out all of them. He counted, "I have one hundred and four yuan here, I'll give you all of it, and you'll be enough if you give me ninety."

Scott's eyes lit up, "No problem..."

The two walked into the alley.

At the same time, in a private space on the fourth floor of a casino, several well-dressed men sat at the gaming table, surrounded by more or less young girls, serving them wine, holding Smoke or paradise. These people are concentrating on looking at the cards in their hands, and from time to time, they will lightly push a pile of money that ordinary people may not be able to earn in their lifetime, onto the gambling table.

A game is over, and while everyone was taking a break, another croupier came in to replace the one just now, "Dear guests, good evening, I will deal cards for you next, if everyone Dear guests, if you have any requirements, you can tell me, and the casino will try its best to fulfill them.”

A half-old man sitting on a high-back chair frowned and asked, "Where was that person just now?"

"Because you and the guests have been playing games for two hours, my colleague is a little exhausted. According to the rules of the casino, the dealer will change every two hours. If you still want my colleague to help you Deal the cards, I will invite him back and continue to preside over the game for everyone." The croupier was neither humble nor overbearing, and answered politely, the half-old man frowned and waved his hand.

Weakness?

It doesn't exist, it's just that when the croupier was arranging the chips for these customers just now, he found a stack of 500 yuan denomination tokens with a slightly different feel. He quietly deducted a chip and is now on his way to the supervisor's office.

If this chip is fake, he may get the biggest bonus in his life!

When the storm comes, it is not so violent, but there is always thunder in the subtleties!

In the middle of the night, Dufo came back from the outside in good spirits. He was carrying a blue bag in his hand, and there was the sound of chips colliding inside. He sat down on the sofa, picked up the apple on the coffee table, and took a few bites. While gnawing, he said vaguely: "That guy's name is Coster, a westerner, and he has been in Namirindes for the past few years. They do loan sharks over there, but it seems that he is not the person we are looking for, do you want to meet him?"

A smile finally appeared on Du Lin's face, he patted his legs and stood up, "Then what are you waiting for?"

On the way to the suburbs, Du Fu told Du Lin that a total of more than a dozen thread ends were caught in the city in the past two days, but most of these thread ends pointed to different families. These people have been investigated clearly, and they are incapable of suddenly daring to do such a business, which shows that they are just demolishing their homes. The real behind-the-scenes manipulator is someone else. Compared with others, Coster is obviously the most suitable to be captured, because his private life is very chaotic, and no one will find it strange to disappear for two or three days.

In the forage room of the pasture in the outskirts, Doolin saw this Mr. Coster.

He was wearing a yellow shirt with some red spots on it, bright red. He looks to be in his fifties, a little thin, with gray hair, and two wrinkles between his brows, giving people the feeling of being angry all the time.

When Du Lin walked into the forage room, he also raised his head and looked at Du Lin.

"Mr. Coster, please tell me who is your previous family?", Du Lin is still very polite, after all, he is the mayor, and he can no longer beat and scold at every turn, and be reserved.

Coster snorted twice, shook his head, and lowered his head again, as if he didn't intend to cooperate.

Du Lin didn't lose his temper, and asked Duffer in a very flat tone, "Does Mr. Coster have a family, parents or relatives?" Duffer nodded, "Very well, bring them all."

"Let them reunite at last!"