Becoming an ancient god from blood therapy

Chapter 136 Cat Food

After Major General Pigou arrived, the office of the city hall was naturally given to him, and Char was inseparable from Ross, like Siamese twins.

"I hope the mayor won't misunderstand. We really want to deal with the cult issue this time. We have no hostility towards you." Char said with a smile.

Ross responded with a smile: "I naturally believe this, after all, some of those guys have gone too far recently."

"You know who I mean?" Char asked.

Ross chuckled: "There are some directions."

Charle didn't ask much after hearing this, stood up and stretched his body and asked, "Mayor, do we have any bars here? I'm a little tired after a tiring day."

"Can we still go to the bar?" Rose asked, putting down the papers.

"It's natural, we are all officials of the empire, not prisoners."

"Then I happen to know a good bar!" Rose stood up with a happy face.

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After confirming again and again that the black tea in his hand was not sleeping black tea, Owen took a sip and asked, "Mr. Crawford, how long have you lived here?"

Mark Crawford put down his teacup and said with a smile: "It's been 15 years, and this restaurant has been around for ten years."

Owen turned his head to look at the high-end restaurant beside him, feeling the extraordinaryness of this uncle in his heart.

After all, in this kind of place, it is impossible to open such a high-end restaurant without some strength.

"The recent police are getting more and more excessive, and I miss the old days now." Mark sighed.

Owen was taken aback: "The time before? Has anything happened here recently?"

Mark sneered: "What else can happen, of course it's our new mayor."

"After he took office, he directly issued the ban on blood wine, and then lifted the ban faster than flipping the book, and then directly destroyed the Rhodes Guild, and swallowed all its banks, tram companies, telephone companies, gas companies, and construction companies. into my stomach."

Speaking of this, Mark suddenly said sadly: "I was really afraid that he would take my restaurant away."

Hearing this, Owen immediately said with resentment: "This is too much, is there no one to resist?"

Mark curled his lips: "What are you resisting? Didn't you see the group of vicious policemen?"

"Times have changed now. When his father was the mayor, as long as he has money, he can solve any problem with a sufficient price."

"At that time, it was reasonable for the Rhodes Chamber of Commerce to dominate the market. The protection fee was sufficient, and the gangs and the police did not dare to come to me to find fault."

"It's good now, these guys are like lunatics, wanting money and killing them, it's like I owe them hundreds of thousands of rosar coins!"

Speaking of this, Mark felt a little depressed, and drank the black tea in his hand like wine.

Seeing Mark's appearance, Owen's eyes flashed brightly. Although he was still not sure whether what this man said was true, he could tell that the current mainstream businessmen were very fond of the mayor. dissatisfaction.

"The general situation is similar to what I investigated. The elites are very dissatisfied with the event that Los Arkham swallowed the Rhodes Chamber of Commerce. That means that although this place is exclusive, it is not monolithic!"

Thinking of this, Owen's inner thoughts suddenly became active, and there is still a lot of room for utilization.

Mark smiled and said, "Sorry, I told you so many things, by the way! You are not a local, are you?"

Owen nodded: "Yes, I am a student from the University of Nut who came to Miskatonic University to visit. I heard that the downtown area is very prosperous, so I came to the central area to have a look."

Mark laughed loudly after hearing this: "It's really a typical outsider's thinking."

Owen was taken aback: "Did I say something wrong?"

Mark pointed to the ground and said: "Although this is the central area, it is not the most prosperous downtown. Today's downtown is a business district adjacent to the University of Michigan. There are the best galleries in Arkham, the best The clubs, the best shops, and the best high streets. Of course, the best bars aren't there."

Hearing this, Owen said clearly: "This... there is still such a saying."

Mark stood up with a smile and said, "The group of policemen should leave. It's still early in the day, so let's go back to the University of Michigan. It's one of the few safe places in Arkham."

Owen shook his head and said, "There's no rush, it's still early, and I'm going to take a stroll here."

While talking, a black cat naughtily jumped onto the table, looked at Owen, and then lay down in front of him.

"It's called Mick, and it seems to like you very much," Mark said.

Owen reached out and touched Mick's soft hair, and said with a smile, "It feels so good."

It seems that because he likes cats, Mark has a good impression of him, and then advises: "I advise you to go back early before dawn. The central area is particularly dangerous at night these two days."

As he spoke, he whispered: "Last night, the gunshots rang out outside almost all night, and there were all kinds of screams, which scared my cat to the ground."

Hearing this, Owen's heart moved, and he immediately wanted to know something about last night's situation from Mark's mouth.

"Gunshots and screams? Has lawlessness reached this level now!?" Owen said angrily.

Mark bent down and held a fat orange cat in his arms and said, "Don't be curious about those things, just go!"

Owen didn't leave directly, but changed the subject and asked, "You just said that the best bar is not in the business district, so where is it?"

"North District, Serious People's Bar. It's the best bar in Arkham. The people who go in and out of it are some real high-class people. No criminals and thieves are allowed to enter there, even those street girls and dancers."

"The Serious People's Bar, the name is really distinctive." Owen's eyes shone with a special brilliance.

Owen thought briefly and said, "Thank you for your help this time, and I will definitely come back to repay you in the future."

Mark seems to like cats very much, stroking the orange cat's fur, he fell into a special state of enjoyment, and the whole person became sunny and kind: "Actually, you can repay it now if you want."

"Now? Is there anything I can do to help you?" Owen asked tentatively.

Mark turned his head slightly, and asked him with a smile: "You know I have a lot of cats, and there is no cat food at home recently, can you help me get some cat food?"

"Cat food? Okay! How should I get it?" Owen, who was keen, felt something was wrong at this moment.

Although the aura and appearance of this uncle are the same as before, he feels a little weird from his tone.

Mark's smiling eyes opened a little: "Your flesh and blood will be very good cat food."

(End of this chapter)