Realm of Power

The young man didn't dare to delay the signboard of the Supervision Department of the Governor's Mansion. He hurriedly opened it and carefully checked the warehouse number. Within a few minutes, he issued an inspection certificate with the blue seal of the Business Alliance.

Hu Keqili took it without any courtesy and stuffed it into his pocket, saying with a cold expression, "This matter involves the secrets of Samor's army. If this matter gets out, our Supervision Department will come to you! It was not like this back then." You’re welcome!”

The young man's face was pale and he was sweating coldly. He nodded like a chicken eating rice, "Of course, of course. I understand!"

The group of people walked out of the trading house. The fat man asked Hu Keqili to accompany Branting to Warehouse No. 63 to check the situation. He accompanied Hu Lunfeilin to the Hulin tribe's Wading branch in Japan to check on the construction and training situation. The Hulin tribe was Samor's important ally, Fatty didn't dare to be careless about the Wading branch in Japan. He went there himself. In addition to showing Samor's sincerity, he could also better understand the situation of the Hulin tribe.

In the evening, when the fat man returned to the Governor's Mansion, Hu Keqili, who had been waiting for a long time, came up to him and said, "Sir, you are back! My eyes have really been opened this time!"

"Oh! What did you see? Is it scarier than the battlefield littered with corpses?"

"Sir, you are really joking. You haven't seen that the entire warehouse No. 63 is filled with thousands of pieces of goods." Hu Keqili waved his hand in an exaggerated manner.

"The most annoying thing is that all the cargo packages are marked with the logo of our Samor military supplies. We asked the warehouse manager, and he said that there are more than a dozen such warehouses filled with military supplies. Most of them are filled with grain. There are mainly more than 20,000 pieces of cloth.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that there would be so many goods marked as military supplies piled up in our warehouse in Zhivadin! That’s enough to equip a flag regiment! "The fat man's face was solemn. After a while of silence, he said, "Did you see clearly? Are you sure they are all military supplies? This is not a trivial matter, you know what happened in Tulumand! "

Hu Keqili's expression changed slightly when he heard the fat man mention Tulum Ander. Tulum Ander's miserable howl before his death that day seemed to still be echoing in his ears. That incident not only brought out dozens of members of the Tulum family. , even the business alliance dealt with a group of people, and quickly responded

"Sir, I have carefully looked at the label mark on the shipment. That is not a real munitions mark! Our munitions mark is for march transportation, and it uses the best frozen red dye. It will never fade even if it is exposed to water or rain. And those Although the marks looked like that, they fell off as soon as they were wiped with water. They were all made of the inferior light red dye. However, my subordinates discovered that all the marks were Northern Army marks. Could this case involve the Northern Army? military?"

"Haha!" The fat man sneered, staring at the lights of Zivadin City, and said slowly and meaningfully, "You are wrong. This matter should have nothing to do with the Northern Army. If it has anything to do with the Northern Army. They simply There’s no need to do so many tricks, just transport the goods over there! The most likely way is to pass them off as military supplies for the Northern Army and pass through the Northern Army’s defense lines.”

Hu Keqili nodded in agreement, "My lord is absolutely right, I was too negligent, but where are these goods shipped to? They actually need to pretend to be military supplies for the Northern Army. Do they want to go north? Do they want to go north?" .

"Hu Keqili suddenly changed his face" caused a storm, so the incident was too big, even bigger than the Tullen End incident. Nearly a hundred people died last time. The scope and people involved in this incident seem to be wider. I'm afraid blood will flow into a river

The fat man said coldly, "You guessed it right. These goods should be going to Kyoto! Now the price of goods in Kyoto has skyrocketed due to the embargo. Even a piece of cotton-padded clothes to keep out the cold is sold for a high price of two silver coins. Such a large number of the most urgently needed goods, I'm afraid it has already exceeded five million gold coins! The fat man paused and said, "They are really good at calculating!" As long as they pretend to be military supplies for the northern garrison, they can pass through the blockade safely without being noticed. Transport the goods to Kyoto and make a fortune! It’s a pity that the Salanders disrupted the situation.”

Hu Keqili suddenly realized, "No wonder they didn't allow the Salanders to inspect their goods. They must have planned to use those warehouses as secret warehouses to store private goods from the beginning, but I don't know what went wrong. This caused some Salanders to The goods are also mixed in. Naturally, this batch of Salander's goods is even less likely to appear on the trading house's list! Because this batch of private goods has not been shipped out at all! How dare they let people go to warehouse No. 63 to pick up the goods? .

The fat man said with a sly smile, "I'm afraid it's not just that simple. I even suspect that this Salander incident itself is a flaw. These people are so well-organized, how could they possibly release such a large batch of Salander goods?" Wrong warehouse? You immediately send someone to find out the details of the Arsenal family, especially the background and relationships of Brittin!"

Hu Keqili looked stunned and said, "Do you suspect that there is something wrong with Britin?"

The fat man said solemnly, "I'm not sure whether he has any problems, but this Britin is by no means as simple as it seems on the surface. A family that can have trade relations with the Hulin tribe of wolves on the sea. It shouldn't be too well-behaved." The most likely thing is that the Arsenal family is also smuggling, but they were hacked by Zhivadin’s colleagues! We can follow the Arsenal family’s line and completely uncover the entire smuggling network.”

Hu Keqili nodded doubtfully and said, "What should we do with this batch of goods? My subordinates are afraid that they will get the news from the trading house about our inspection of the goods and quickly move the goods. If we try to find it again by then, we may not be so lucky. "

The fat man bowed his head and remained silent? After a while, he said, "Let's not touch that batch of goods yet. You can send more people to closely monitor the various exits of the warehouse. I will ask the Supervision Department to quickly send people to follow up on this matter. I believe those people now know about the poor warehouse." . Tonight. These people will definitely try their best to get the goods out. You send someone to follow you. I also want to see who dared to smuggle under my nose because of his heart and courage! "

"My subordinate understands what has been done." The subordinate immediately went to arrange manpower to handle the matter. "Hu Keqili nodded respectfully and took the order.

The fat man stared at the twinkling lights of Zivadin City. The cold moon hangs high in the sky, the white moonlight spreads over the earth, and the peaceful atmosphere permeates Rivadin. The soothing and melodious sound of the piano came faintly from a distance, and the fat man was fascinated by it for a moment.

Zhivadin Street South, Lidastov House

A butler-like figure hurriedly ran into the courtyard from the courtyard gate and came to the bedroom in the backyard of the mansion. He said in a panic, "My lord! My lord is not well!"

"Calm down! How many times have I said, no matter what it is, don't forget that we are Hertha Nord! Don't let outsiders see our jokes!" Lidastov's face turned red, and he put down the wine glass in his hand unhappily. The honey-colored wine rippled in the cup,

Since resuming his old career, this former overlord of the northern smuggling industry has been keenly eyeing the fat and oily Kyoto trade line. Under the relatively relaxed environment and the Samoan military's intention to let go. It only took Lidastov half a year to restore his smuggling network. Although it has not reached the scale of the original Hertha in the north, it can be regarded as one of the major smuggling organizations in Zhivadin.

However, the recent Kyoto embargo has made Lidastov feel very depressed. Many goods on the Kyoto smuggling line have been put on hold. This is undoubtedly a severe blow to Lidastov when he was ambitious in development.

"Sir, it's bad! Someone from the Supervision Department of the Zhivadin Governor's Mansion is here!" the housekeeper gasped. Lidastov stood up with a solemn expression, a trace of hesitation flashed across his face. The Supervision Department of the Governor's Mansion had a notorious reputation, and even such a vicious person as Lidacus was frightened.

"Who is here?" Lidakus stood up pretending to be calm and asked while putting on his windbreaker. The butler straightened his slightly cropped clothes and said respectfully, "We don't know him either. He is a very young supervisor. Officer! There are also several Samor soldiers with honest smiles on their faces, but for some reason, my intuition tells me that this young inspector is very dangerous, just like...

"The butler's scarred face flashed with hesitation. He was searching for the right words in his heart.

"Terrible?" Lidastov said with a smile instead of getting angry. "This is the first time I can let our Hertha's battle ax Toron say the word scary. You were a master at slicing Silver Cross Knights back then!"

"Knife! Yes! When Toron heard Lidastov's words, he was uncontrollably shocked and let out a sigh of relief. "That young man is like an unsheathed sword! "

"The unsheathed sword!"

This description reminded Lidastov of an acquaintance. His face suddenly became extremely ugly, as if he had remembered something terrible, and he thought to himself, "No way. Could it be that uncle is here!" Thinking of this, Lidastov did not dare to delay any longer, and did not even bother to tidy up his windbreaker. He ran quickly to the husband's hall in front,

When Leadastov walked into the hall, he saw the fat man looking at him with a smile, with an honest and sincere look on his face. However, occasionally there was a glint in his eyes, which made Leadastov feel cold in his heart. No one else knew about it. Lidastov is very familiar with him. The more honest and sincere this fat man smiles, the more murderous intent he has in his heart.

Lidastov lowered his waist and said with uncontrollable trembling in his voice, "Dear Governor Dustan, your humble servant salutes you!"

"Haha! We are all old acquaintances, so don't forget about these false gifts." The fat man smiled and said, "This time I came to you specially to make a fortune together. I have a batch of goods smuggled to Kyoto. I thought about it.

The fat man paused, pointed at Lidakus and said, "The most suitable person is you!"

"Sir, you are so funny." When Lidastov heard the fat man mentioning smuggling in Kyoto, he quickly lowered his head in embarrassment. He didn't know what kind of medicine the fat man was selling in his gourd, and said with fear, "Kyoto is your sphere of influence, where is your stuff?" It’s our fault to intervene!”

The fat man looked at Lidastov who lowered his head. After a long silence, he said, "You can choose not to agree to this matter. I can find someone else! But you know my style. The more confidential the matter, the less I want too much to be known. I only believe in dead people."

The fat man didn't finish his words. Leadastov was already sweating profusely. The threat in the fat man's words was too obvious. As a governor, if he wanted to kill him, it would be like strangling an ant. Leadastov turned pale and waved, " No, no! Sir, leave this to us!"

"Haha!" Fatty sneered a few times and said with a twitching corner of his mouth, "I like talking to smart people! But I don't like people who are too smart either. Such people won't live long! Do you understand what I mean?"

Lidastov nodded like a chicken, "Please rest assured, sir, we will handle this matter safely! There will be no trace of the Governor's Palace."

The fat man stood up, threw a note in front of the frightened Lidastov, and said coldly, "This is the number of the warehouse where the goods are located, and there are also some requirements for handling the goods. Remember, I don't want to hear the Governor's Palace talking to this person. It has nothing to do with it! Otherwise, don’t show up in Samor!”

After sending the fat man away, Lidastov opened the note with a bitter face, his eyes widened, and he hesitated for a long time before he came to his senses. He handed the note to the butler dejectedly, "Send someone to transport these goods out immediately. Remember, do as the note says!"