In the Incense Mansion on Baker Street, Victor took off all the disguises on his face in the bathroom, and then kept washing his face.
"Finally, I don't have to put on these fake hairs and then apply hair dye. If you use this kind of stuff too much, you might get bald."
Victor was complaining in his mind, and suddenly found a few hairs floating in the basin where he washed his face.
He was immediately frightened and went to the mirror to examine his scalp carefully.
At this moment, Will suddenly knocked on his door.
Victor could only put this matter aside for the time being and open the door to see Will.
It had been a long time since he had sat down and had a good chat with his employees. Victor learned from Will that the underground brewery was now fully furnished and could start operation by hiring two people.
"So fast?" Victor has been busy with De Gaulle's case during this period and almost forgot about Will's business.
Will continued: "After my field trip, I bought an abandoned warehouse on Gilded Avenue to house our equipment."
"Abandoned warehouse on Gilded Avenue?"
"Yes, it is said that the original owner was arrested and the court auctioned it. The price was very low. The warehouse scene was particularly chaotic. And because it involved a murder case, no one was willing to buy it. The starting price was lowered three times in a row. Finally,
I photographed it."
After listening to Will's words, Victor suddenly remembered something.
"The original owner of the warehouse is not the Perak Little Pig Circus, right?"
Will was stunned for a moment and nodded in confusion: "I heard that the previous owner of this warehouse was the owner of a certain circus."
What a coincidence...
Victor slapped his forehead.
Isn't that the warehouse where Ruf used to imprison Joseph?
According to the customs of Victor's previous life, this place was a proper haunted house, but unexpectedly it was bought by Will to build a winery.
Let's take some time to go over and do fortune-telling later, Victor thought to himself.
Then he asked: "Where is your equipment? It's hard to get the equipment now. It's either in the hands of gangsters or hidden by others."
Will immediately replied: "Yes sir, I bought it on the black market. It is said to be something that was confiscated from the Cambino family's stronghold."
The distilling equipment hidden in the underground distillery by the Cambino family... Will's words made Victor suspicious.
Currently, their territory has been taken over by the Cigar Association, which can make moonshine and sell it for money as it is, so why should they clean up the equipment and throw it to the black market?"
Will shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.
In short, everything is ready and his underground winery is ready to start operation.
Will did a simple calculation and found that the annual profit should be between 1,000 and 2,000 French cards.
The profit negotiated by Dr. Depp is 30%, and Victor will take half of the remaining 70%, which is at least a few hundred francs.
Of course, if Victor is willing to venture into the secret place again and continue to provide the brewery with ‘Tantaros Fungus’, this income can be increased more than ten times.
But this is too dangerous, and it also requires luck. It can only be solved in a temporary crisis, but it is unrealistic to provide it continuously.
"Okay, I won't interfere with your decision. If you want to expand your business in the future, it's fine. Just remember our agreement."
Victor spread his hands and gave Will his greatest support.
Will seemed particularly excited, he finally had his own assets.
However, while the two were chatting, Will discovered something strange.
"Well...Mr. Victor, why do you look...much more mature?"
Hearing this, Victor was slightly startled, and then touched his face.
A lot more mature?
He must have aged ten years instantly...
He smiled bitterly twice and said to Will calmly: "As an ordinary mortal, life does not matter the length, but depends on its will. It doesn't matter whether you grow old or not, because I think it is worth it."
He spent ten years of his life saving the life of an innocent believer.
Is it really worth it?
If you look into it strictly, it's not particularly cost-effective.
but……
He maintained his authority and dignity as "Mr. Yi"!
This is the most important!
…
On Charter Street, Laketon, on the third floor of a row of townhouses, lived a police inspector who worked in the police station.
He retired from the Navy a year ago. Due to his outstanding service and recommendations from people in the police station, he was promoted from sergeant to police inspector in a short period of time.
Normally, his jurisdiction is on Charter Street. The public security is excellent and the quality of the residents is high. He is considered to be the envy of his colleagues.
However, tonight, when he returned home from work, he found a mysterious man hiding in the corridor, watching his house.
"Who are you? Come out!"
The police inspector drew his gun and aimed at the guy in the shadow corner, but did not shoot rashly.
The man in the shadow showed his face and greeted him in a calm tone: "McCarthy...Long time no see, how are you doing?"
When the police inspector saw the appearance of the person in front of him, he was immediately stunned. His eyes widened in disbelief.
"You...you are, Mike Cambino?!!"
"it's me……"
"Are you crazy? How dare you come to me?! The whole city is looking for you!" The police inspector pulled the hammer of his pistol and prepared to shoot.
Mike faced the dark muzzle of the gun and did not retreat.
"Yes, I came to you because I want to ask you, as a comrade who shared life and death in the past, will you trust me if you know who I am?"
The police inspector was stunned immediately and did not pull the trigger for a long time.
When they were serving in the Navy, they experienced several battles together and had a very good relationship. However, they gradually became estranged after they retired one after another.
And speaking of trust...
Mike had saved his life, how could he not trust Mike?
"You...what do you want to say?" The police inspector hesitated.
"The top brass of the police department colluded with the gang to kill my whole family... I hope you can help me..." Mike sighed and asked the other party.
The inspector's eyes were shaking, and he was constantly fighting in his heart.
Finally, he put down the gun.
"Stop talking, it's too dangerous outside, come in!"
…
On the other side of the ocean, after the shocking Battle of the Sky, the city of Yotun once again suffered unprecedented destruction.
According to statistics, nearly ten thousand people were killed by falling objects from the sky, including several envoys from the Northern Kingdom in the execution ground.
This is a big deal again, and international conflict is almost unavoidable.
It was raining continuously today, and Judge Wendell was walking in the rain wearing a terrible robe.
His home was destroyed by falling objects, and now he has to sleep outside, which is really miserable.
At this time, a carriage drove past him and stopped beside the street.
The coachman was a man who was wrapped up tightly. His face was mostly covered by a hat and a scarf, and only a pair of blood-red eyes were exposed, which was scary.
Judge Wendell was shocked when he saw the family crest on the carriage.
"Lou... Lugosi?!"
He understood immediately, walked to the side of the carriage, climbed up, and met the charming girl with white hair and red dress sitting in the carriage.