If you can be called a good person without seeking wealth or killing, then Victor can also be considered a good person.
Although he had bullied the market and brought chaos to the town of Walding in the past, he had never actually ordered his subordinates to kill people.
He just likes to parade around the city with his thugs, enjoying the feeling of vanity and pretense.
Victor knows very well that this soil is not suitable for real good people to survive. At least when you are bullied, you must learn to resist, even if it means using violence.
His cousin lost the right to inherit, and it seems that he has not given up, and is still brewing something in the dark.
Some grudges must be settled.
If the fundamental problem is not solved, other homeless people will come and occupy the Dimon family's land.
Therefore, Victor decided to find Pierce and settle the score.
He planned to borrow a gun from Downey and find out where Pierce had been living recently.
However, before Victor could come to the door, Pierce sent a homeless man over and asked Victor to go to town to talk.
Victor didn't know what medicine was sold in the other party's gourd, and was going to ask Donnie to go with him. Who knew that the place where Pierce made an appointment for negotiation was actually the police station in Walding Town...
This is tantamount to telling Victor that he really just wants to talk, and neither you nor me should use any twisted ideas at the negotiation table.
After thinking carefully, Victor decided to accept his invitation.
So, the two made an appointment to sit in the Walding Police Station together on a sunny afternoon.
The sheriffs also got to know Pierce and knew who he was, so they treated him no worse than they treated Victor.
"You are finally here, my dear cousin Victor." Pierce showed his more aggressive face again, crossed his legs and showed off his power.
"Tell me, what exactly do you want to do?" Victor responded coldly to Pierce, and both of them handed over their weapons before the negotiation.
"I heard about your current predicament, so I want to make a deal with you." Pierce got straight to the point.
"Oh? Now that you know everything, do you still want the plantation? Or, do you just want a name in the Damon family?" Victor held his chin with his left hand.
"That's half right, but I can give you two choices." Pierce's smile gradually became sly, "Either you give me this mess, or... you give me that thing, and I promise not to interfere with you anymore.
anything."
"That thing?" Victor raised his eyebrows with some doubts.
"That's right..."
Pierce glanced around, put his face close to Victor's ear, and said mysteriously: "I know there is a treasure hidden in your home, maybe in the basement or something, give it to me..."
Victor's mind suddenly went crazy. He narrowed his eyes and asked the other party in a very soft voice: "Interesting, why didn't I know?"
"You don't need to know, my cousin..." Pierce started to pretend, "In my opinion, that thing is more valuable than the current inheritance of the Damon family, how about it? Just one thing, in exchange for peace, isn't it worth it?
?"
Victor knew what he wanted, but was curious about who told Pierce about it. Even if Thomas changed his mind temporarily and gave Pierce support, he shouldn't know what was in the barn basement.
But it was useless no matter what, the thing had already been pried away by Augusta National.
It was definitely impossible to get it out, but Victor always felt that things were not simple, so he was going to pretend to see if he could get some information out of Pierce's mouth.
"If it's so valuable, why should I give it to you?" Victor showed a harmless smile.
"You don't understand the value of that thing. Only I can realize it." Pierce remained tight-lipped and said nothing.
"Who told you?"
"This has nothing to do with you."
"If you don't tell me, how will I know what you want?"
"I will look for it myself, of course, as long as you don't stop me."
"Forget it, farewell!"
Victor stood up and wanted to leave. Pierce was stunned for a moment, and then shouted impatiently: "Victor! Think clearly! With your current financial conditions, you can't beat me!"
Victor glanced sideways at him and continued to walk out of the police station without saying a word.
"We'll see! My dear cousin..."
……
I didn’t come up with anything. Although I was a little disappointed, I didn’t gain anything.
All in all, this cousin must have some kind of information channel that Victor needs to be careful about.
The basic question now lies ahead - how to solve Thomas' quarterly dividend?
Pierce recognized this, and then replaced another group of four homeless people to occupy the surrounding land, and all of them were farmland that Victor was preparing to sell.
Victor originally wanted to ask Donnie to come over and arrest them all, but the problem was still unresolved. His cousin could hire other people.
The way of raising money by selling land was no longer feasible. At night, Victor sat in front of the bonfire next to the ruins and fell into deep thought.
Father Sang was still living here. He drank some wine, lay on the ground and burped.
"Young man, hiccup~! Don't always look so gloomy, while it's still early...ahem, let's go to town...preach to the ladies...ahem...as long as you pay the bill, I will teach you how to preach..." Father Sang felt happy all day, but his cough became more and more serious.
"I have to give Thomas this season's bonus in less than half a month, and I have to think of something." Victor replied unhurriedly.
Father Sang raised the empty wooden cup and stared at it with blurred eyes, as if he was observing a work of art: "What a pity! There is too little wine left in your warehouse, and it is still just muddy wine. If there was enough, it would still be top quality.
If...ahem, let me calculate for you...the price of a 23-ounce bottle is 25 French cents...ahem...about two thousand bottles, and selling it will be enough to pay back the money."
It's easy to say, but it's a fantasy. Where can Victor get two thousand bottles of fine wine?
"Ahem... What kind of alcohol prohibition is being implemented in the western region now? Although there are not many people in the Prohibition Bureau in Missouri, the price of alcohol has also gone up... Ahem, maybe not so much, hmm~~! Who knows?
"Father Sang's face was flushed, as if he was joking or deliberately teasing.
"Come on! The brewing cycle is very long. I only have less than half a month left now. Although there are a lot of raw materials, the fermentation time is too long. It takes a month for average quality and half a year for high quality.
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Victor smiled helplessly.
Father Sang burped a few more times and shook his head regretfully: "Hey, it's a pity that you are not from the Anti-Suppression Department... Ahem... According to their records, some kind of secret creature can ferment materials quickly.
How many times is its metabolic rate that of ordinary microorganisms?"
Father Sang looked thoughtful, and then immediately said: "Well...as a seer, you should find a way to get them out of their secret place."
Victor frowned and replied subconsciously: "But I didn't see it..."
Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly shocked and looked at Father Sang in disbelief.
As for the latter, the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually became cunning.