Chapter 133 FLAG has been set
Chapter 133 FLAG has been set
If something goes wrong again this time, can you help me check if there is something wrong with my luck?
After listening to Black Goat's proposal, Leon thought about it for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
The bureau received the unusual object sent by Old Charles, so Senior Jerry had already been asked to keep a close eye on the person. This mission to go to Rose Manor to rescue people should be about the same difficulty as going downstairs to pick up a package.
Sneak in, bring people with you, come back to hand in the task, and that's it. The whole process is complete.
If everything goes well during the task, then there is no need to say more. However, if even such a simple task can go wrong during execution, then it proves that you have a "easy task physique" and you should check yourself carefully.
"That makes sense, let's go!"
After agreeing to the Black Goat's suggestion, Lyon decided not to wait for the public carriage. After opening his wallet and counting the money, he gritted his teeth and waved to the taxi waiting on the roadside.
"Where are you going, sir?"
“Want to go along Redwood Avenue?”
"Let's go! We must go!"
When the coachman saw Lyon's old coat covered with dust, he was a little hesitant, worried that he would dirty the cushions in the carriage. But when he heard that Lyon was going to cross half of the capital and take a car directly from the old city to Redwood Avenue, his face suddenly broke into a smile.
What's the big deal about dirtying the mat? It's not like I can't clean it. After serving this "big customer", I can just take a break today. I'll have plenty of time to clean the car then!
"Eh~"
After Lyon crouched down and got into the carriage with the shopping bag in his hand, the small carriage, which could only seat two people at most, started impatiently, accompanied by the neighing of horses and the creaking of boiler valves.
The coachman, who had just received a big order, was in a very good mood. He half-leaned on the small window at the front of the carriage and took the initiative to start a conversation with a smile:
"Guest, there are a lot of people on Redwood Avenue!"
"..."
After hearing the coachman's inexplicably familiar opening remarks, Leon in the carriage couldn't help but shudder suddenly, and the black goat seemed to remember something and trembled almost at the same time.
Oh my god, if I remember correctly, when this kid ran into the toad of the Scale Gold Sect, the coachman on the road said the same thing. Could it be...
"My cousin is a ticket counter for the public carriages on the running line. After she finished her first run this morning, she told me that it seemed like a very important person had gone missing. There were people everywhere on Redwood Street!"
After telling this fresh and hot news, the coachman glanced in the rearview mirror and found that Leon's expression was a little stiff, and he couldn't help but pause for a moment.
This important customer seems to be the type who doesn't like to chat? Maybe I should just shut up and not make him change cars midway.
Just as the coachman was about to stop chatting, Leon, who had already reacted, couldn't help but ask with a slightly strange look:
"The big shot you mentioned who ran away...is he from Ryan's family?"
"Yes, yes, it's Ryan's!"
Seeing that the "big customer" finally spoke up, the coachman couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then said with a smile on his face:
"Have you read the newspapers these days? More than two hundred of the Ryan family's... ahem... gentlemen died in one night, and they were all of that kind... um..."
"A dog that doesn't care about anything."
"Right, right! Those who died were all dogs who had nothing to do with human affairs! Haha, you still know how to say it."
Seeing that Leon's "butt" seemed to be sitting on the side of ordinary people, and his clothes were relatively old, and were covered with a lot of dust when the dungeon collapsed. He didn't look like someone who could be related to the nobles. The coachman immediately put his mind at ease and directly "fired" at the Ryan family: "Anyway, many people from that bastard family died in one night, even the first heir was killed. Although the old Duke of Lionheart is alive, he is probably frightened and will die in a few days.
I saw in the Sun that before the old bastard died, he chose a little bastard to inherit the Ryan family. But I don't know what happened to the little bastard. He disappeared before the sun came up this morning, and only left a note saying he would be back in a few days.
The Ryan family and their relatives and nobles are now desperately looking for that little bastard. Anyone who can provide clues will be given five golden wheels once verified!"
"..."
After hearing what the coachman said, Li Little Bastard Ang's face turned black. He decided to change cars after crossing the street so as to avoid being scolded and save a little money by recalculating the starting price.
However, although he was scolded for no reason, after realizing that the trouble was caused by the Ryan family and not his target, the Massene family, Lyon felt relieved.
Everything seems to be stable at the moment. As long as I sneak into Rose Manor, carry the target and leave, there shouldn't be any trouble... right?
……
"The Ryan family wants to contact the Scale Gold Cult through me? Use money to buy the whereabouts of the new duke?"
After listening to the butler's report, the old man with the rose emblem embroidered on his chest put down the financial report and frowned:
"Don't bother with them. The Chengjin Cult doesn't like to take on this kind of work, and the Ryan family no longer has anyone who can make the decision! Especially once Thomas, who signed the contract on behalf of Bobby Ryan, dies, the alliance between the three families will be abolished. In the future, just refuse such things! Don't bother me with it!"
"Yes, I noted it down."
Hearing the old man's instructions, the butler, who was holding a pile of letters in his left hand, nodded and put the letter with the lion on it into the wastebasket next to him. He then opened the next letter and read it quickly, then reported:
"The next letter is from Sir Simon. After old Charles' only daughter was kidnapped by you, Charles Department Store was stable for a few days, but recently it has started to sell at low prices again, and it seems that it has also adjusted the categories, specifically choosing some products that Rose Department Store mainly sells for discounts.
Sir Simon wrote to ask you how long it would take to deal with Old Charles. If things continue like this, even if the Ryan family's shares are swallowed up directly, Rose Department Store will suffer heavy losses. He can't hold on any longer and has to withdraw his investment. "
"You have to hold on even if you can't hold on!"
After hearing what the housekeeper said, the old man said with a little annoyance:
"When they first saw the benefits, they all fought tooth and nail to get it. Now that they've found out that they're losing money, they all want to withdraw. How can such a good thing happen? Let him hold on!"
"..."
"What's wrong? Speak!"
"Sir Simon...maybe he can't hold on any longer..."
After taking out the report from the letter and respectfully handing it to the old man, the butler said carefully:
“I just took a quick look and found that if no one continues to inject capital, Rose Department Store’s financial situation can only sustain it for 15 days at most.
If it takes longer, I'm afraid not only Sir Simon, but also some people in our family, including your relatives in law, will be unable to resist and withdraw their investment."
"..."
15 days……
Looking at the shocking deficit on the report, the old man's eyebrows twitched involuntarily, and the expression on his face was uncertain. He seemed to want to be angry, but in the end he leaned back in his chair weakly.
"Pick up the letter from the Ryan family and see how much they are willing to pay..."
(End of this chapter)