Cosma Empire

"You didn't come back last night!" Solo sat on the edge of the table and wrote quickly without even raising his head.

He rarely faced such a situation, and Ernes was his most trustworthy and most reliable assistant, not one of them. No matter what it is, even if there is any content that cannot be known to others, he will hand it over to Ernes to handle it, because they are one body, one prospers and one loses. If something happened to him, the rest of Ernes' life would be over, and he'd have to help himself be the best he could be.

Last night he went to meet with a local old party state senator. This state senator has a good relationship with the Capet family, but the other party did not know about the deal between Muggs and the governor, let alone that the SAR would arrange where. The governor has never shown any obvious inclinations, nor has he asked too much about the situation in any city, but the state congressman also gave Solo some guesses of his own.

If the special zone must be in Woodland State, then the four cities near the border are the most likely! There is no more convenient place than these four cities, especially this kind of special zone that involves import and export trade. There must be a large number of goods entering the federation from the special zone. If the special zone is far away from the border, many simple things will become a little more complicated, requiring several trips back and forth.

Solo also knows this idea, and he is not a fool, but knowing this is useless. The Capet family can find a way to operate the mayor or councilor of one city, but it is absolutely impossible to operate the mayor and councilor of four cities in one state. This has nothing to do with money, status, and power. To rebel! So this goal must be reduced to one, no more than two.

Ernes was not around at night, and no one would say for him some things that were inconvenient for Solo, which made him complain a little, so his tone was inevitably a little blunt.

Ernes smiled wryly and took out a cigarette, but quickly broke it and threw it into the trash can. He took a pack from the table again, opened it up, spit out and said: "I found Richard yesterday and had a very friendly negotiation with him. He is willing to help us have another in-depth talk with the governor, but The price is a bit expensive."

"You convinced him?" Solo put down the pen in his hand, with a look of surprise, "Expensive? That's not a problem, how much does he want?"

"10,000 yuan in cash, and a pound of dried mycelia from ghost face mushrooms."

The cash is just an extra, just something to take care of face, the real big head is the dried mycelium of ghost face mushroom at the back. As far as the current quotations of raw materials for medical supplies are concerned, the dried mycelia of ghost face mushrooms cost about 35 yuan per gram, and this is just a quotation. The quotation does not mean that the goods must be available. If you want to get it, a premium of about 20% is a very common fluctuation, which is about 40 yuan per gram. The most important thing is that this item needs to be paid. Favors can only be obtained.

Ghost face mushroom has always been called "plant gold". The market demand for this kind of raw material of anesthesia without any side effects is very broad. Not only the hospital needs this kind of essential product for surgery, but also some thrill seekers need this kind of thing .

People are always unable to guess what is in their hallucinations. This unknown random change firmly attracts people who have eaten it. Sometimes they will become gods. The whole world seems to be in their palms. Destroy or create according to your emotions. Sometimes they will become some legendary animals, soaring between the sky and the earth, and the endless sky is their territory.

The hallucinogenic effect of ghost face mushroom itself will cause accidents for some people with physical diseases, and ordinary people may also be injured due to hallucinations, so the empire strictly prohibits the production and processing of ghost face mushroom, and prohibits the sale to ordinary people.

This world is so interesting, the more things people are forbidden to buy, the more people want to buy them, so the price of ghost face mushrooms has risen to the same price as gold.

Adding up to almost 30,000 yuan, this really cannot be said to be a small number. A small villa in the third district of a bustling city like Illian is only worth this price.

Solo didn't hesitate at all, "Give it to him, as long as the governor can be negotiated, these are small money." He was very happy that things had progressed, which meant that he was one step closer to success, "When did you do this? Are you polite? Sit down and say..." Solo also took a cigarette, pushed Ernes to the edge of the sofa, and pushed him down.

Ernes's butt looked like it was sitting on the tip of a needle. He stood up right after he sat down. Solo looked at him strangely. Ernes smiled awkwardly, "I'm going to the bathroom."

At the same time, in a telephone booth not far from the gate of the villa area, a young man excitedly reported to the chairman what he had discovered. Yes, he found one of the two photos, the guy named Ernes. He stayed here all night and finally found this guy.

This news was known to Du Lin in a very short period of time.

"Yes, Mr. Du Lin, they live in the Blue Moon Bay villa area. The children haven't disturbed them yet, and they haven't noticed our existence. What should we do next?"

The fat man who called Du Lin was called Bangka. He was the president of the hometown association in the capital of Woodland State. He had a nickname, Woodland Meat Grinder. His favorite way to deal with those enemies is to turn them into pet sausages and sell them to pets and their owners who have lived better than most people.

"Keep an eye on them, and I'll give you orders later."

"Okay, Mr. Dühring, I see..."

At this time, an operator in the capital's telegraph office pressed the recording button. The operator looked excited. He picked up the phone and plug it into another jack, and waited for the other party to connect. Then he He whispered: "Director, Black Cat contacted Elvis just now... Yes, I'm recording... I understand!"

On the other end of the phone line, the director of the Woodland State Anti-Organized Crime Investigation Bureau looked excited. He put down the phone, faced the many agents in the conference room, and took a deep breath, "I think I have figured it out. This is a rare opportunity to understand the reasons for Bangka and his large-scale operation. As long as his evidence can be captured, maybe we can also get hold of Durin's criminal evidence. In the next period of time, Bangka and his Everyone was crucified for me."

"In addition, the surveillance staff of key members of the hometown association has doubled, be careful of exposure!"

An excited smile appeared on the director's face. If Du Lin could be involved along the line of Bangka, it would definitely be a huge victory for the Anti-Organizational Crime Investigation Bureau!