Shadow Empire

Chapter 799 Fishing [666+6]
Clara's cousin held the phone and looked at Erwin uneasily.

After Erwin's brief introduction, the young man now knew that his cousin had married a cadre of the Lance family.

This was a feeling he had never experienced before. He actually had a gangster brother-in-law?
Gangs are a little more difficult for older people to accept, as many of them have been bullied by gangs.

The gangs grew up along with the Federation. The older they were, the more brutal they became. Many people have been influenced by them.

It's normal for older people to dislike gangs.

On the contrary, young people, in an era full of rebellion and questioning, many of them even have a yearning for gangs.

The little cousin can’t be said to be the kind of person who yearns for gangsters, but he won’t reject or hate them either, not to mention the relationship he has with his cousin.

He was more curious about the Lance family.

Erwin needs his cooperation.

They went to the alley where the little cousin had bought the wine before, but did not find any vendor selling wine, which made Alvin think that the vendor might have moved the sales location.

After all, his shipment volume is not small. Judging from some superficial information we have obtained so far, selling illegal liquor is not a gang’s mission. It may be a private job.

No gang would like this kind of private work. He might have changed the location to avoid being discovered by his own gang.

At the same time, taking private jobs also means not having the protection of the gang. If he doesn't change locations frequently, once he is targeted by someone, he may lose not only the wine, but also his own life.

Considering this, Alvin found his little cousin and asked him to cooperate.

They called twice in the morning, but no one answered, and the same thing happened in the afternoon.

It was a little after eight o'clock in the evening, and Alvin asked his little cousin to make another call.

If the call still doesn't go through, they can only continue to search slowly.

When the little cousin dialed the last number, a waiting tone came from the receiver, which made him and Alvin and the others breathe a sigh of relief.

After waiting for about twenty seconds, the phone was picked up, but no one spoke in the receiver, only a slight breathing sound.

The other party had already answered the phone, but was very cautious not to make any sound. The little cousin pointed at the phone and made an expression indicating "someone is there", regardless of whether Alvin could understand him or not.

Erwin nodded and said this wordlessly, motioning for him to continue.

Both of them were young people and they exchanged their opinions in a very short time.

The little cousin coughed and said, "Is it the guy selling wine?"

There was a voice in the receiver, "You dialed the wrong number, I don't know what you are talking about, and I don't sell alcohol..."

Before the other party could finish, the little cousin said, "On the Farmer's Day, in the alley, I bought a bottle of wine and a satin hat band for forty-five dollars."

The other party's voice stopped, and then there was a laugh, "Is it you?"

"I remember you. I thought you would call me earlier."

The little cousin said in a somewhat complaining tone, "I wanted to, but I didn't have that much money a few days ago."

"Now you have it?"

"Yes, I have money now, can you give me another bottle?"

The other party was a little hesitant, perhaps thinking it was too late now?
The little cousin added, "This time I was drinking with my friends. I recommended you to them, but they had to try it first."

"When should I come to find you? Or go to that alley?"

The guy on the other side thought for a while and decided to continue trading with my little cousin.

Because my little cousin is a high-quality customer, the middle class means that they can enjoy a high quality of life within a certain range.

Forty-five dollars a bottle of fine whiskey is part of a high-quality life. For an ordinary person, this may be the money they can earn if they work for a month without eating or drinking.

But for the middle class, this may be their income for three to five days.

If we can maintain these middle-class customers, it will be very beneficial in the future whether we are selling alcohol or other things.

The wine dealer agreed immediately. He wanted to develop his own connections and sales network. "I'm not there anymore, and it's too late today."

"Tomorrow afternoon at three o'clock, you are to be in the alley between 17 and 18 Main Street."

"There's an open space in the alley. I'll be waiting for you there. Remember to bring money, and it's best if you come alone."

The other party hung up the phone after he finished speaking. My cousin quickly wrote down the address and then breathed a sigh of relief.

He had some excitement on his face, "What are we going to do tomorrow?"

"Catch him and torture him?"

Erwin looked at him as if he were a fool. "Tomorrow you go over there with the money and buy the wine back. The best thing you can do is not to do anything unnecessary."

The little cousin felt that this was different from the "secret agent" script he had expected. "Should I interrogate him about some things, such as where the wine came from?"

Erwin rolled his eyes. "If you want us to find you with a few more bleeding holes in your body, you can not only ask these questions, but also beat him up."

This sentence made the little cousin speechless. He scratched his head and said, "Okay, I won't do anything unnecessary."

Alvin patted his shoulder and said, "Think about yourself and your family." The next morning, the little cousin got up early and waited. He couldn't sleep because he was too excited.

After waiting until the afternoon, some of the depressed people finally became excited again.

Erwin drove him to the alley about three or four hundred meters away from where they had agreed, and handed him a pistol. "Do you know how to use it?"

The little cousin played with the gun lovingly, "Yes, I have fired a gun, but I don't have one of my own."

Erwin taught him how to use it, turning on and off the fuses and stuff, "It can help you if you're in big trouble."

"But if you are not in big trouble and no one is bothering you, don't bring it out, as it will cause others to misunderstand you."

"Remember, don't say anything more, you're just going to buy some wine, don't make things more dramatic for yourself."

"We are waiting for you to come back, and your family is waiting for you to come back too!"

He raised his hand and patted the young man's cheek, then made a "I'll keep an eye on you" gesture, "Go, don't let us down!"

The young man took a deep breath, then put the weapon in his pocket, opened the car door and left.

At first he was looking forward to meeting the wine dealer, but as the distance got closer, he became a little nervous, and even felt some inexplicable regret.

He forced himself to calm down. He didn't know if he was doing well enough, but this was the only way he could do it now.

Soon he arrived at the agreed place, but there was no liquor dealer.

He even suspected that he had gone to the wrong place because he was too excited. After confirming again and again that he was not wrong, he felt a little confused.

After all, the other party didn't show up at the agreed time and place? !

He wondered if something was wrong.

He went outside the alley and called twice more, but no one answered. There was no new communication, so he had to go back into the alley.

What he didn't know was that on the fourth floor diagonally across the street, behind a window, a liquor dealer was hiding in a dim room, watching everything in the alley.

He saw his little cousin go in, saw him kicking his legs in frustration, saw him go to the phone booth to make a call, and heard the phone ringing in the room.

He had been observing everything around the alley for a long time, and only prepared to go downstairs after confirming that there was nothing unusual.

In this line of work, you have to be cautious.

But no matter how cautious he was, he could not know that someone was waiting for him.

Erwin, who was staring across the street, frowned and turned to look at the surrounding streets. If that person was not teasing his little cousin, then he must be observing the surroundings.

There are many buildings and rooms around, and it is impossible for Alvin to observe every window carefully. He just takes a rough look.

Most of the windows were reflective, making it impossible to tell if anyone was inside.

After waiting for about ten more minutes, Erwin suddenly noticed that another person walked into the alley.

The guy was wearing a baseball cap and a high-necked windbreaker, and looked a little sneaky.

At this time, the little cousin who was sitting on a step in the open space saw the person coming in. He stood up nervously, grabbed the weapon in his pocket, and stared at the man intently.

This was a normal behavior, and the guy suddenly raised his head, revealing his appearance, and said with a smile, "Did I scare you?"

"I was delayed by something just now, sorry."

In fact, he was just observing from a place where he could see the alley across the street. Once he confirmed that the transaction was unsafe, he would not show up, make any contact, and simply disappear.

His little cousin's performance won his trust, so he came forward.

He walked over and took out the wine hidden under his windbreaker. Just like last time, there was no label and even the lid had been replaced.

As the cousin handed the money to the other party, he casually asked, "What brand of wine is this?"

“It tastes very good, I have never tasted it before.”

The wine dealer paused while counting the money, then looked up at his little cousin. After making sure that his question was not asking with any ulterior motive, he made up a name to get by.

At the same time, he warned: "If you have wine to drink, drink it, don't ask around, understand?"

"You are just a person who comes here to get drunk. You give me money and I give you alcohol. Everything else has nothing to do with you."

"It's good for you, and it's good for me."

"Otherwise you'll get yourself in trouble, and you'll get me in trouble!"

"I believe I hate trouble, and you do too, don't you?"

The tone of his voice was very serious, even with a hint of intimidation, which made the little cousin suddenly a little less lively, and he hesitantly confirmed the other party's statement.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, the man in the baseball cap patted his little cousin's arm, then lowered his baseball cap again and left through another alley.

What he didn't know was that when he came out of the alley, at least four people had already been eyeing him!

(End of this chapter)