The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

Regardless of whether others can, at least this gentleman cannot accept it.

The old man subconsciously covered his chest, gasping for breath, he finally realized what it meant to be bankrupt.He waved his assistant away, picked up the electronic device, and quickly looked up the latest news. The old man who had experienced the previous financial crises immediately realized that this was a financial crisis that was more serious than the previous ones combined.

He watched his property disappear without a sound, and his initial anxiety was gradually calmed down.

He moved his mouth slightly, thinking about it: "Land, where is the land..."

"No, there's a problem with the real estate. The house probably won't be sold within a few months, or even a few years." He took a deep breath and felt his blood pressure go up again.

He is indeed a veteran of the mall, but he has been pampered for a long time. This blow is a big setback he has never experienced in his life, and he is inevitably uneasy.

"...after the sale, the money won't be able to buy a quarter of the original raw materials." The loyal subordinate was very careful with his words, for fear of angering the other party again.

"The real estate bubble has burst. No one wants to throw the house on the street now..." The old man snorted coldly, and said these words himself.

He needs to build factories to produce the latest medicines.After the destruction of the first few production bases, he has been looking for hidden and reliable places, such as a habitable but undiscovered island.This kind of place is very difficult to find, and it is not possible to just find a place where there is no one and use it as a base.He had learned a similar lesson before, some places were not prepared, and after the completion, a big storm flooded the whole island, and all the effort was wasted.

He has been preparing for decades and only found those few.After the previous base was blown up by Bolivar, he invested a lot of money in an emergency. He did find many deserted islands that looked good, but he only opened up stable routes, explored the climate and waters, and surveyed the soil and climate of the islands. It took a long time.

So his new base is still nothing to write about.

The old man counted his many properties, but finally found that there was no way out.He had to build a temporary emergency laboratory before the medicine ran out, otherwise, once the medicine was stopped.

He turned his head and said to his assistant, "It's all sold. Whether it's gold or real estate, all are discounted and sold urgently."

"A few of our allies?"

The assistant answered the phone knowingly: "A small half of them have gone bankrupt and disappeared, and some of them can't be contacted. The calls they made were rejected."

"Another group of people." The assistant paused, "I heard that the rioters were killed."

The old man frowned slightly, and he put down the electronic device in his hand: "Let those who track down Rum and monitor Brandy come back. There is no need, they are already sure traitors."

He looked very cold: "As for, whiskey, huh, the whiskey guy. Leave him alone."

As the old man spoke, he coughed violently again. He rubbed his chest with one hand, his whole body trembling.

"My lord." His subordinate looked worried.

"Don't worry about me," the old man wiped the corners of his mouth and said with a cold face, "Go, go and sell everything that can be sold. Sell it all."

"……Yes."

After the man left, the old man opened another small box.This is a dark square, locked tightly, and the feeling of starting is not very heavy.

He took a breath and called another unremarkable subordinate who had been standing in the corner.

"You leave the island with the box now. If something happens to me, you open the box." Said the old man, holding the other's hand tightly.

The subordinate didn't say a word, but nodded dully.

After watching this subordinate leave, the old man took a breath again and covered his head. He didn't know how much loss he would have if he sold it now.

But he couldn't afford to wait.

He estimated that it would be like this for a month, with the economy declining, land prices falling, and gold depreciating.It's better to get rid of it as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Renye Karasuma felt a little regretful that he didn't manage his property well at the beginning. He thought that he had prepared enough capital, and the working capital was supported by Brandy, so he didn't need to do anything further.

But unexpectedly, these subordinates have such great ambitions.

Renye Karasuma turned his eyes away from the electronic equipment, not to read the news that made him so angry.

At this moment, Bolivar also followed Curacao to the location detected by Amuro Toru.

Yingjili also suffered a lot. Most of them were well-informed people. After hearing what happened across the sea, their trust in the bank also dropped sharply. They began to withdraw money, sell stocks, and hoard supplies.

O State has relatively close ties with Millikin economically, and the aid plan decades ago gave Millikin a ladder to join O State.After it successfully set foot in this place, after a series of developments, it became even more deeply rooted.

Therefore, the largest banks in England were also involved in this financial crisis and began to seek a way out. Dex was ready and began to negotiate related acquisition matters.

The stock market is sluggish, the price of gold has plummeted, although there has not been a large-scale commotion in O State, many related companies have been involved, bankrupts have gone bankrupt, acquired ones have been acquired, and even the pedestrians on the streets have decreased a lot.

Signs of many buildings were taken down and shops were closed.Only a small number of shops remain open, but most of them restrict purchases.Many people stood in front of the store with baskets on their shoulders, waiting in line in the cold wind to buy.

Bolivar sat in the car, watching the scene outside, without saying a word.He has never smoked, but now he has the idea of ​​lighting a cigarette.But after all, he put the cigarette back with indifferent eyes.

The streets here are different from those in Millikin. There are far fewer people. Even in the city center, it is not as crowded as in Millikin.

After about 10 minutes, the car stopped, and Bolivar got out of the car, wrapped his black windbreaker tightly around his body, and looked up at the four or five-story small building with a sense of art in front of him.

There is a lovely bird pattern painted on it, holding an olive branch in its mouth and falling on a branch full of flowers.

This is the abandoned company building of the Lark Company.

Curacao stepped forward, unlocked the door, and invited Bolivar to enter.There were quite a few people in the building. Hearing the sound of footsteps, the light-blond-haired man turned his head and nodded slightly to Bolivar.

Bolivar also nodded to Amuro.

"Our people have checked here three times, and found nothing abnormal." Toru Amuro said directly without exchanging too many pleasantries.

"But there must be something wrong here." Toru Amuro seemed to be gnashing his teeth, and he gave Bolivar a sideways glance.

Bolivar was viewed with bewilderment.

Toru Amuro gave him a topographical map and reluctantly explained: "Look at it yourself."

Bolivar took the piece of paper, which was the topographic map of the entire building drawn by Toru Amuro and his men.

"There are five floors here." Amuro smiled reluctantly as he watched Bolivar browse the map.

"The first floor is the reception room, and there are dozens of exhibition halls, large and small."

"The second floor is the workshop." Toru Amuro said in a complicated tone, "There are a lot of design drawings inside."

"Looking at the model and composition of the five-story building, don't you think it looks familiar?"

Bolivar also found this drawing very familiar, but he didn't remember where he had seen such a similar terrain before.

Seeing this, Toru Amuro didn't bother to play charades anymore, and told him directly: "Director Hook, Ari's Magic Bathing Center."

"..." Bolivar suddenly squeezed the map in his hand.

Toru Amuro didn't care about Bolivar's expression, and continued to talk about his own analysis: "I suspect that the two are related. This is also a fake five-story building, but there is actually a hidden second-floor mezzanine."

"Chianti is a member of the organization, and Hook should be too." Toru Amuro speculated, "So, when that happened, you tried your best to fish him out?"

Amuro Toru's face was full of displeasure, and he folded his arms around his chest, looking at Bolivar.

"No, if he got the real blueprint, it is very unlikely that he is a member of the organization." Bolivar's face was calm, as if he hadn't noticed the murderous look on Toru Amuro, and retorted, "But his blueprint It does have something to do with the organization."

The blueprint was given to Hook by his father.This is also the reason why he wanted to pull Hu to come here no matter what.

Bolivar took a deep breath, he was now basically sure that his previous inference was wrong.After Whiskey's death, his successor, Rachel, approached him and gave up his inheritance.This matter is not established, or in other words, there are loopholes.

There are indeed several loopholes in this inference. For example, Lars and Rachel are two people. Lars joined Grid first, and then he secretly arranged Rachel in...

So, why does Rachel have that pocket watch token?How did Bolivar get this token in the first place?

Doesn't whiskey die a natural death?Bolivar has a bad feeling when he thinks about it.He couldn't help but took out his mobile phone and wanted to send Rachel a text message to ask about the previous things, but he didn't want to reveal the fact that he lost his past memory.He hesitated for a while, then put down the phone.

Bolivar temporarily put the matter on hold, showing a reluctant smile, and said to Amuro: "I have the full version of Hooke's architectural drawing here. Let's compare it with that drawing."

"...Okay." Toru Amuro responded.

Several people looked at the drawings while observing the first floor.

Toru Amuro began to recall his experience in the bathroom: "At that time, a group of us were in the milk rose bath..."

"The place with organs on the first floor is the milk rose bath." Bolivar slowly repeated this sentence, "I think the name of this place also has some deep meaning?"

"For example, you marked here, the theme of the pocket watch," Bolivar said, pointing to the drawing, "there are three exhibition halls for the related theme of roses."

"If I remember correctly, one of the widely circulated themes of larks is white doves and roses. This exhibition hall is in No. [-]." Bolivar slowly raised his head, "Why don't we go there first?"

Toru Amuro also nodded slowly: "Okay."

He did suspect that there was something wrong with the white dove rose, but he had checked it twice before and found nothing unusual.

Curacao was also observing the blueprint, and she followed Bolivar.

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The author has something to say:

The whiskey thing is not over yet.

I saw the discussion of the little angel.Refill.

After Whiskey died of illness, his successor, Rachel, had no intention of participating in the fighting and killing, and offered to hand over the rights to the logistics, so as to wash his hands.

This is Bolivar's inference.

Spoiler alert, there are at least three mistakes in this inference.

感谢在2022-05-0222:58:25~2022-05-0323:54:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Obviously I have one male god;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5507246030 bottles; Shi Yi 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!