In fact, before Sabo called out the entities of those light blue powdery crystals, Daniel had already guessed it. He walked over and reached out to pick up a pack of such crystalline powders, and chuckled: "It seems to be quite pure?"--
----How do you know this?"
"I don't have much research on chemicals." His subordinate also picked up a packet of powder and looked at it: "But in the past, the Orc Alliance used to distribute a small amount of these drugs to seriously injured soldiers... I remember it seems like
Does it have analgesic effect but also a strong hallucinogenic effect? Those injured were basically given medicine to relieve pain and then tied to the hospital bed with belts so that they would not cause trouble everywhere."
The young bunny man touched his chin: "The Dark Area has abundant raw materials for making this drug, and the foxes are also proficient in making this kind of medicine. I remember that some elephant people also participated, but the elephant people quite dislike making drugs...
.....It’s too far off topic. Why is there such a thing in the Death Scorpion’s lair?”
"I should say, do you think it is abnormal for something like this to appear in a group of criminals' lair?" Daniel asked rhetorically.
"Oh... of course." Sabo couldn't argue. The Death Scorpions were originally an evil group of thieves, and it seemed reasonable for these guys to engage in dirty drug trade.
But the amount of medicine is really scary. There are at least thirty wooden boxes in this warehouse, and each wooden box contains more than a hundred packages of drugs. Each package of high-purity ice contains at least ten pounds. Such a high-purity drug
. products, the stock is still so large, if this group of thieves successfully sell this batch of medicine through some channels, they will get huge profits that no one can accurately estimate.
Great Britain has very strict control over drugs. Drugs banned by legislation cannot of course be sold through normal channels. This group of death scorpions must have their own way, and this way must be particularly "authoritative", otherwise the people here
Not even 1% of the drug could escape outside. So, Sabo suddenly remembered the emblem of the old Knights of Pantoracon engraved on the weapons of the thieves, and he took a deep breath.
"The thieves have a relationship with the top brass of the Knights of Great Britain!?"
"Seeing this, do you think so? Very good." Daniel hummed noncommittally.
"But how did you do it?" Sabo groaned, "Let's not talk about how to sell the medicines here. Even if we collect the materials to make medicines, if we want to transport these materials through the checkpoints in Great Britain, we must obtain them.
The permission of the local lord. Except for people with the status of earl or above, that permission is absolutely unobtainable."
"...Then what?" The young Silver Knight was waiting for his subordinate to come to a conclusion like he was fishing.
"Then, this is not a simple collusion between officials and gangsters." Cold sweat broke out on Sabo's forehead: "This is probably related to a huge chain of interests in the country. The drugs of these thieves cannot be ignored by the Knights.
Simple manufacturing and sales under the supervision of local nobles. There are probably quite a lot of people involved in this matter!?"
"Maybe." Daniel replied ambiguously.
"So------" Sabo rolled his eyes. When his gray bunny-specific burgundy eyes moved rapidly, he occasionally gave people a feeling that he was very cunning: "What should we do?
Boss?...report these people?"
"What evidence have you found to report them?" Daniel sneered meaningfully: "No, believe me. Even these careless gangsters will not leave any evidence against them in their lair."
[Partner] Unfavorable evidence. The weapon with the old Pantorakon crest you just saw is not evidence, but a small means to clear away suspicion. Has anyone really traced this small detail?
It will only point the evidence to a group of scapegoated rebel knights--a group of remnants of the old party who betrayed Great Britain and turned into bandits. Even if this group of people is eliminated, the real masterminds are still at large, and they can be found through illegal channels.
They are making a lot of money. You just can't stop them."
The Gray Rabbit frowned. This was something he had never thought of. But why would his boss know it so well? Maybe he had already investigated it once, but couldn't find any clues? Although his suspicions were consistent with Daniel's.
Suspicions invariably point to the same group of people, but they can never find evidence in a place like this. If the speculation can only stay at the stage of speculation, the people above can easily find opportunities to absolve themselves. Can't be messed with.
Can't afford to cause trouble.
"Boss... let's leave as soon as possible." Sabo then begged: "Don't get involved in the affairs here anymore. If your guess is true, there are indeed people in the top ranks of the Knights who are interacting with these thieves.
If we collude, then we have already fallen into a very disadvantageous situation. Even if we escape from this place alive, if the upper echelons of the Knights know what we have done, they will definitely find a way to kill us and silence us!"
"Just kill all the thieves here." Daniel said lightly: "Then burn this base to the ground until no evidence is left. What are you worried about?"
"Are you serious, boss?" Sabo's expression changed when he heard what Daniel said. Although he admitted that Daniel had a very high fighting ability, Daniel said that he would single-handedly kill every member of the gangster den.
Killing all thieves is too unrealistic!
"I'm serious. Do you want the thousands of pounds of drugs here to flow out into the market outside and poison those innocent people? Huh? No, those people are not necessarily innocent. Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha----
--" Daniel sneered sarcastically, and that laughter made people feel scared.
This guy is quite crazy, but he seems to know what he is doing. Sabo frowned.
"I still have my mother at home..." He whispered: "I can't die like this. If I die, no one will take care of my mother."
"I know what you are worried about, Sabo." Daniel snorted: "But if we go back like this, risking our whereabouts being exposed, and waiting to be killed by the shady people in the Knights, we will only die faster."
The safest way is to clean up all the thieves here who may reveal our identities - do you understand Saab?"
The bunny boy frowned, unable to refute. Although it sounds strange, the Silver Knight boy's approach may be the only reasonable understanding under the current circumstances.
"Listen, Sabo." Daniel continued: "Although [Death Scorpion] is dangerous, it can also be an opportunity for you to make a lot of money. There must be dirty money they illegally obtained from selling drugs in the base, but at the same time
It must be legitimate money that has been washed clean and cannot be traced. Even the equipment of these thieves is unmarked, and the source cannot be traced at all. It can be simply used for selling. You know that after completely clearing this
How much wealth can a gangster's den make for you?"
"But...the people behind this will definitely not sit idly by and ignore it."
"If someone comes back alive to report, yes." The Silver Knight boy said coldly: "But none of them can come back alive. This dirty base will also be burned to ashes by a fire. And you, in fact, only need to follow
Just watch the show behind me."
"Haha..." Gray Rabbit covered his face: "You dragged me into the water on purpose, right? What grudges do you and I have? Why are you doing this to me?"
?"
"I'm helping you, Sabo." Daniel replied jokingly: "Isn't it nice to be able to make a lot of money?"
"Do you know anything else? You are also related to those people at the top. This is taking advantage of others, right?" Sabo asked: "But can't you just do this kind of thing yourself? Why do you want to pull it?
Fuck me?"
"The reason is very simple. I will definitely miss a lot of things. As an orc, your senses are much better than mine, Sabo. Even this inconspicuous storage room with a large amount of ice is yours."
Did you help find it?"
"I...but...this..."
"Anyway, you are with me now. You can turn around and run away, hoping that the thieves don't see you, or you can help me and kill all the scum here with me so that none of them can escape."
Even if one of them goes to tip off the news, you can't guarantee your long-term safety. As for me, I'd rather they come to my door, so that I have an excuse to massacre again. ------So what are you going to do?
What about Saab?"
The young gray rabbit man frowned again, feeling a little bit in a dilemma. However, the first thing he thought of was to take out a square scarf from his pocket and cover his face.
"You know it's useless. There aren't many orcs in Great Britain, and there are even fewer bunnymen. How difficult would it be to find you within a country?" Daniel snorted.
"I know. It's better than nothing." Sabo said, taking out a leather helmet stolen from the enemy's corpse from his luggage pocket and covering his head. Of course, he had a cute bunny raised up.
His ears were also covered because of this. This greatly affected his hearing sensitivity, causing his hearing to drop to a level similar to that of ordinary humans. But he believed that this could hide his identity to the greatest extent, and it was worth it.
"It's stupid, but not completely stupid." Daniel said sarcastically.
"Thank you for the compliment." Sabo hummed helplessly: "So, what exactly are you going to ask me to do? Just give you a break? Make sure no one can escape?"
"Let's get out of here------Saab, get down!!" Daniel changed the subject and suddenly shouted.
"Huh?!" Sabo wanted to react, but it was already too late. The rabbit-man youth watched the emerald green light penetrate his body and pierce from the lower left side of his lower abdomen. He felt that the scene in front of him was becoming blurry! Who is there?
He stabbed Sabo in the back with a lightsaber.
"Ha!" Someone kicked the seriously injured Sabo to the ground, and then laughed and said: "I thought someone would run into the base. It turned out to be two rats? How did you deal with the guards outside?
,Does it all depend on luck?"
He felt a twitching pain in his lower abdomen, but there was no major bleeding. This was not a fatal blow. It was probably that the other party just wanted to make Sabo lose his resistance, turn back and catch him, and then slowly torture him to extract a confession. The bunny boy gasped for air.
, while turning his head to look at the man behind him who had stolen his sword, hoping to at least see the true face of the attacker before he lost consciousness.
Judging from the pale golden armor, that person is...a Golden Knight of Great Britain?! (To be continued)