Or in the western suburbs of Chicago, there was a tavern with a CLOSED sign on the outside, but the inside was filled with smoke.
A bartender and four big men in suits were smoking and drinking.
"Who knew that drunkard was so irresistible to beatings? Now that he's better, he can just die. It has delayed our plan and made the police investigation more stringent. It's so unlucky. Goss, give it to me again.
Have a drink." One of the big men in suits drank the whiskey in the glass in one gulp, then cursed and put the glass on the counter.
These four strong men were the same four unlucky guys who were knocked down by Tony Wendys drunkenly that night, prevented from robbing the jewelry store, and took the blame for Josie.
It can be seen from this man's words that they really didn't realize that Tony Windis was killed by Qiao Xi later, and they really thought that the four of them beat him too hard at that time and killed him.
Beaten to death.
"That's almost it. You've already drank two bottles of my wine. This is the real Kentucky bourbon!" The bartender named Goss rolled his eyes and did not give me a refill.
He is not only the bartender, but also the owner of this tavern. He is also an accomplice of these four guys, helping them handle logistical tasks such as buying guns, getting cars, and selling stolen goods.
"Oh, come on, Goss, it's just two bottles of whiskey!" After hearing what Goss said, the strong man shouted dissatisfied.
"It's just a good word, Cody! Did you think it was two years ago? Go out and see what a bottle of whiskey costs now. Two hundred dollars. This is two hundred dollars, and you can't buy it even if you have money.
Arrive!" Goss muttered dissatisfied.
Although the Prohibition era has long passed, due to the war, the price of alcohol in the United States soared again, and due to military requisition, in 1943, it was almost impossible to buy alcohol brewed by serious wineries in the world.
Even the whiskey imported from Ireland was requisitioned.
A decent bottle of bottled whiskey can sell for at least dozens or hundreds of dollars.
As for fine products like bourbon, two hundred dollars is not expensive at all.
Of course, there are still cheap wines. If you make private wines from small workshops or farms, you might be able to buy a bottle for ten dollars.
But people who know wine should know that moonshine wine without any technology has bad taste and low alcohol content, and there is also the risk of poisoning.
"Hey, it's only two hundred dollars. We robbed so many jewelry before." Cody said unhappily. Of course he knew that wine was expensive, but so what? In their line of work, what's the point of doing it if you don't get drunk?
"Is it a lot? Yes, you have robbed a lot before, but how many high-quality products are there? Even the gold is only 18K, and there is very little platinum, which means the quality of the silver is higher, and the total value does not exceed 100,000 yuan.
Not to mention that it has not been sold yet, even if it is all sold, we will be thankful if we can get more than 20,000 yuan. After deducting other expenses such as guns and cars, how much will be left?" Goss complained unhappily.
That's right, this guy has robbed it three times in Chicago before.
But those three targets were just ordinary civilian-level jewelry stores.
There won't be any high-end jewelry in this kind of store.
So despite the large amount of jewelry they stole, the quality was very poor, and each piece was basically worth tens or hundreds of dollars.
Compare this to ordinary jewelry in jewelry stores in the 21st century priced at several thousand to tens of thousands of dollars.
Anyone with a little knowledge of the industry will know that for jewelry of this level, apart from the precious metals used to make the jewelry itself, the gemstones on it will have very low value if there is no commercial bonus.
So those hundreds of pieces of jewelry that seem to be worth over 100,000 US dollars are actually worth 40,000 to 50,000 US dollars.
But this is not over yet. The sale of stolen goods will leave a price difference of at least 50% to subsequent middlemen, and even 70% or 80% for darker cases.
Otherwise, who will risk legal risks to help you sell the stolen goods?
Calculated in this way, the 20,000 that Goss said he would get in the end is already a lot.
If the 20,000 yuan is divided equally among five people, it will only be 4,000 yuan per person...enough to buy a few bottles of whiskey?
At this time, the robber named Cody stopped talking. Although he was a little stunned, he also knew the facts of what Goss said.
"Okay, Goss, open another bottle, it's mine!" At this moment, the smaller but oldest man among the four men in suits spoke.
Seeing this man speaking, Goss didn't choke anymore, nodded, and then took out another bottle of his own collection from the counter.
"Hey, Boss Louis is still the boss!" Seeing this, Cody excitedly picked up the wine and opened it, first poured it for the person who just spoke, the Boss Louis in his mouth, and then poured it for himself.
"I don't have much good wine like this anymore, and soon I will have to sell private wine." Seeing this, Goss shook his head and said.
"Don't worry, Goss, everything will be fine." Louis smiled and took a sip, then looked at the other two people, "Frank, Dicks, why are you so silent today? Don't worry, we will take you back when the limelight passes.
Do a good job."
"Of course, Louis, I believe you!" Dix, the tallest person present, said in a deep voice.
"Louis... I want to quit!" Finally, the young man named Frank said after hesitating for a moment.
As soon as he said these words, the small group in the tavern was completely shaken.
"Why? Frank? We have just started, and we are doing very well." The man named Cody became a little anxious after hearing Frank's words. "Are you going to betray us just because of this little trouble?"
"Cody, shut up!" Louis shouted, then turned to Frank, "Frank, can you tell me why?"
"It's Marcy, she doesn't want me to hang out like this anymore." Frank said hesitantly.
Marcy is a country girl, Frank's childhood sweetheart, and his lover.
"Oh, come on, it's Marcy again, what's so good about her? Look at Fanna, when did she dare to interfere with my business?" Seeing Frank's appearance, Cody said with extreme contempt.
"Cody!" Louis shouted again and stopped.
Cody spread his hands and stopped talking.
"Whether you quit or not, you have your own choice, but what are you going to do in the future?" Louis asked Frank again.
"I plan to join the army!" Frank said his decision.
Beautiful! Cody on the other side rolled his eyes again.
Although the federal propaganda has caused many enthusiastic young people to join the army, this definitely does not include people like Cody.
However, as the leader, Louis didn't have many opinions. Their small group itself was made up temporarily, and they were all very close playmates. They were not very restrictive and did not have that many rules.
"If you want to withdraw, there is no problem, but Frank, there are some things that need to be said up front. First, because you withdraw early, half of your share will be deducted. In addition, you are absolutely not allowed to betray your brothers, otherwise the consequences will be
You understand." Louis said as he drank all the wine in the glass.
"Of course, Louis, I understand, thank you for your understanding." Frank said gratefully.
Boom, boom, boom, just at this moment, there was a knock on the door of the tavern.
Several people in the tavern immediately became nervous when they heard the sound.
Goss signaled them to be calm, then carefully approached the door, looked outside through the door's visor, and then relaxed.
"It's Coby!" Goss said to the four people in the room.
Hearing this name, the four of them relaxed.
Corby is a well-known underground broker in this area. He helps match people who are "looking for work", sells stolen goods, lends money, and also runs underground casinos and underground horse racing. He is also considered the number one figure on the road.
A lot of things for Lewis and the others were done through Coby.
"Louis, someone wants to see you!" After Coby came in, he glanced at the environment in the store and said to Louis.
"Meet me? Who?" Louis frowned and asked.
"Dr. Schneider, Erwin Lyndon Schneider, have you ever heard of him?" Coby asked.
"Setter, Dr. Schneider? That Schneider from Philadelphia?" Everyone else looked confused, but Louis' eyes lit up.