After coming out of the city hall, Brut changed into his regular clothes, got into the imperial silver sedan he bought, and went to Parkway, the largest underground entertainment venue in the city.
The Paradise belongs to the underground gang force, the Paradise Gang, and the gang leader is quite familiar with Brut. As a powerful figure in the city hall, Brut has a rich family fortune and often comes here to enjoy himself, making him an important customer here.
The lobby manager enthusiastically invited him to the private room on the second floor, served him the best fruit red wine, asked Brut what he wanted to play today, and introduced the new goodies in the store.
The Baile Gang is an intelligence department under the Seventh Military Intelligence Bureau, but in recent years it has been slowly transferred to the Second Reich Security Bureau.
"No need to go to such trouble. I came here today not to buy anything, but to show you something good."
Old God Brut waved his hands. He did not deliberately put on airs, and looked approachable, but he did not forget to call himself an official, showing that he was superior to others.
As he said that, the two attendants beside Brut put the box they were holding on the table. The box looked ordinary, but as soon as it was opened, the contents inside made the lobby manager's eyes light up.
A box of concentration potion to assist in training, and a blue kite magic crystal that is a specialty of the Central Continent. It is an excellent gemstone for making gun staffs and magic wands. Although it is not the best in the world, it is rare and of extraordinary value.
Brut generously let the lobby manager taste it first, and drank the tea for more than ten minutes. When the other party was amazed, he took out a list from his sleeve, handed it to the other party, and said condescendingly.
"I have brought over twenty such good things today. If Bailehui can accept them, there will be many more in the warehouse."
Only then did the lobby manager understand that Brut was not here to sell goods today, but to deliver goods. In surprise, he took a look at the order and suddenly felt mixed. He didn't speak for a while, and subconsciously glanced at the attendant next to him.
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The attendant immediately understood and turned around to find the gang leader in the top floor office.
The leader of the gang is Glock, a mentor-level halfling master who was once a subordinate of Lancelot. Later, after the establishment of the Fourth Alien Administration, he did not join the Fourth Alien Administration because of the position of the Baile Gang in charge.
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When he first joined the Security Bureau of the Second Reich, he just needed a certificate of merit.
After all, the current Fifth Integrity Bureau has just been established.
Glock personally received Brut.
Brut was also very surprised to see Glock coming in person.
In addition to being the leader of the Baile Gang, Glock is also one of the few mentor-level experts in the city. This status alone is not something he can compare to.
"I really didn't expect that such a trivial matter would alarm Mr. Glock."
When Brut saw Glock coming in person, he couldn't help but smile proudly.
The two parties exchanged a few polite words, and Glock got straight to the point.
"Sir Brut, these seem to be donations from several large chambers of commerce in the city, right?" Glock asked tentatively.
"Medicines and gems cannot directly rescue the people affected by the disaster. If you want them to become the clothing on the victims' bodies and the food in their mouths, I naturally have to do these things."
Brute spoke calmly, and just when Glock suddenly understood, he added without any trace:
"However, the Welin clones are currently in a panic. These precious resources may not be sold at a good price. If Mr. Glock wants to ship the goods, it is better to choose other prosperous places."
Hearing this, Glock completely understood that if Brut was dedicated to serving the public, there would be no need to avoid anything. The reason why the donated precious resources were not allowed to appear in Welin Clone was because the other party had evil intentions in his heart.
If it were a few treasures, Glock wouldn't care at all, but judging from Brut's intention, the scale of this transaction would be very large, which made him couldn't help but reveal a cold light in his eyes.
No wonder His Majesty was furious when he heard about the corruption in the Province of Cleveland.
These old aristocratic bastards are lying on their backs.
However, these will become evidence of Brut's corruption and must be kept.
In this way, within a few days, a large number of Wellin clones who cherished their training resources joined the Baile Gang, and Brut made a lot of money.
However, Glock also kept an eye on it. On the grounds that the Baile Gang could not consume so many resources at one time, he brought in the old aristocratic and wealthy businessmen in the city and explained to them the source of these supplies. As a result, these old
The nobles and wealthy businessmen ate the supplies without even hesitating, and not even a single person came forward to criticize. This made Glock feel even colder, and secretly included these people in the list.
As for the replacement of disaster relief food and supplies, it is purely a matter of words.
In fact, most of the proceeds from these precious resources went into the pockets of him and the senior officials of the city hall, leaving less than 30% of the money and materials in the treasury to be used for subsequent disaster relief.
Taking this opportunity, Brut and other city hall officials made a huge fortune. As high-ranking officials, they were very rich. Of course, ordinary officials could not get that much money, but they also received many substantial benefits.
And many wealthy businessmen from the old aristocracy who had close contacts with them and had interests in them. These powerful and powerful figures who were unattainable in the eyes of ordinary people also made a lot of profits because they bought these treasures at low prices.
This is a gluttonous feast about the corrupt officials of the old aristocracy, which was secretly followed and recorded.
Inside a cheap hotel in Wellynklon.
The Imperial Capital Investigation Team stayed here. The room was relatively clean, but the sheets were very old and the quilt had many patches. However, these words would not stop the two people from rolling together.
Soon, the bed was covered with brand new sheets and bedding, and the two of them began to get into the mood.
The two people who were entangled together took a long time before they were willing to separate.
As the leader of the Imperial City investigation team, Hathaway lay lazily in Aslan's arms and asked: "This matter has to alert the Emperor of the Empire to come in person. Is it because you are too busy or because you are too bored?"
Aslan sniffed Hathaway's hair, with a look of embarrassment in his eyes.
"This is the first large-scale anti-corruption operation in the empire. I must always pay attention to it and use this as a typical case to warn officials at all levels in the empire."
Aslan said seriously, but in his heart he was really bored in the imperial capital.
The war with the dragon is imminent. The last time Nomeri Medea met with the Platinum Dragon King in person, the two sides also determined the time for the war.
The decision was made to start the war three months later, but from which direction the dragons would start the war, the Platinum Dragon King did not say, nor would he say.
This corruption case must also be solved with thunderous means to prevent these old aristocratic officials from making small moves behind the scenes and holding back the empire when a war actually breaks out.