Mickey didn't know that not everyone's mouth could be as strict as he imagined in this world. He had just taken two pistols from here, and it was not circulating in the underground world in the fifth zone in half an hour. A word about Mickey-he's going to do something big!

This intelligence third-level demolisher sold a hundred pieces, and the "intelligence demolisher" who bought this information wholesaled the news to more than twenty intelligence dealers, large and small, for twenty dollars. Listed at the price of five dollars and sold in the intelligence organization, everyone in each link earns money. As for the guy who was sold, he was not willing to be out of their consideration.

It only took more than an hour. Some rich people were followed by bodyguards. They didn't know what the guy who suddenly bought two guns wanted to do, but it was the most important thing for every rich man to ensure his own safety. one thing. So adding bodyguards to accompany and changing bulletproof vehicles has become a thing that rich people are doing today. For those who actively provide information to them, they don't hesitate to save money in their pockets.

This is a complete intelligence chain, from the birth of intelligence to sales, every link is as precise as machinery.

As for why that guy betrayed Mickey, it may be that Mickey who thinks that he needs to do something big can't live for a few days. Instead of waiting for him to die, he becomes worthless garbage. Make as much money as you can, and nothing more.

Mickey did not know that he had become the object of some people's defense. When he was carrying two pistols in his pocket, he felt that an indescribable force was constantly growing and expanding in his body. When he was walking on the road before, he was able to cause less trouble and as little as possible. Now he bravely braves his arms, and when the guys on the streets and lanes engaged in illegal transactions look at him, he dares to stare back.

This feels really good!

He touched the pistol in his pocket again, and then summoned his companions who were going to do something big to discuss the next plan. Originally his plan was mainly based on him and grey dogs. After all, that guy was also a gang. He is still selling narcotics, and he is relatively bold. He is said to have fought with others. Such a person has a wealth of experience and can avoid making mistakes on some contingency issues, but the plan is always a plan and can never keep up with the change.

"Where's that greyhound?", A provincial elegant man named Finney raised his hand and greeted everyone. This guy was jailed five times for robbery and theft and was a recidivist. Fortunately, the places where he committed the crimes are both the fifth and fourth areas. If he committed the crimes in the first area, it is estimated that he has not yet come out. Irian's judiciary is known by many as "class-discriminatory law." Those criminals who have found a crime in the first district and are arrested may face up to 20 years in prison. But if caught in other districts, maybe three or five months can come out.

This is why people like to travel to Ilien, as the city publicizes. It is always stable and does not need to consider any law and order issues.

Mickey had a stubborn look, took a sip of cigarettes fiercely, and threw the cigarette **** on the ground impatiently. "Don't mention it, the guy was detained." After watching, he looked at Finney and asked, "Finny, used A pistol? "

Finney froze, then nodded, "Of course I used it. I used to fire several shots when we were fighting with people from another community. What do you mean ...", his eyes suddenly widened and he pointed Holding his nose, "Won't you want me to go in with you?"

"Yes, the Greyhound is not here. Only you are the oldest and have used a gun. Don't you come with me? Am I alone?" He said as he walked to Finney's side and carried his shoulders in a low voice. Said: "After the incident is over, the Greyhound's share between us is at least hundreds of thousands. If you don't do it, I believe other people will do it, so don't say I don't care about you!"

Finney agreed without thinking about it. It was necessary to take a risk for a few hundred thousand, and then Mickey began to assign small groups of work. Considering that there may be only a few people who can enter the manor house, so they need to consider a lot of details. Such a discussion is a whole day, and a set of plans has also been formulated. Including how to get away after a successful abduction, how to leave after a failed abduction, have made a very detailed plan.

Before parting, Mickey also told everyone not to disclose this matter to anyone, and after the incident was successfully escaped by the police, they should consider whether to say it.

At the same time, he also asked everyone to try to mobilize the Provincial Ya people they know and try to make the momentum bigger, and only then would they be able to enter the manor as a representative.

It's just that Mickey doesn't know. People with only a little energy in the whole city already know that he is going to do a big thing, only he doesn't know it.

Two days elapsed. At this time, Du Lin was making final preparations for the evening charity party. He stood in front of the mirror, tidying his neckline, and looked carefully at the mirror at two angles. Nothing was found. Nowhere was he looking away from the mirror to Dove's body. In the evening he was going to a charity evening. The cardinal of the church went to Ilion in person. In addition to raising funds for the church, he was also in touch with the local rich and politicians. This is a relatively rigorous party, so there are not too many accessories on the clothes, everything looks so solemn.

Dove changed a relatively conservative black evening dress without any accessories, very simple and beautiful. The church may have certain bans on certain things to some extent, but beautiful things such as beauty cannot be prevented by God, let alone cardinals?

He raised his arm, and Dove pulled Du Lin's arm nervously out of the cloakroom, following his footsteps.

The banquet tonight is definitely a very special banquet for Dove. She is nervous because she and her family are religious. Speaking of Dove, she is not a pure-blooded Guarth. Her father is Ogdin, and her mother is a Guarth. Her father and her brother included himself as a believer in God, and the biggest priest you usually see is probably the priest in Ilian Cathedral.

She never thought that she would meet a great figure like the Cardinal one day, but it was the Pope who was closest to God!

The thought of seeing the cardinal in person next time, she was excited and nervous, and it was difficult to describe her impatient and uneasy mood now.

"Mr. Du Lin, do you say that the Cardinal Church spoke to me?" The girl blushed. "I mean we can get close to the Cardinal? I want to talk to him."

Du Lin pulled the door of the car and nodded with a smile. "Of course, no problem. Madest came to Irian to harvest a stub of wool from the parishioners. As long as he took out enough money, he would even come forward Kiss your forehead. "

It was a little unpleasant to hear Du Lin say that Dove, but she was a devout believer, how could the Cardinal Lord say so eloquently? And the name of the Cardinal should not be called directly. She can understand where Du Lin's attitude originated, but understanding does not mean acceptance. Dove, who closed his mouth, got into the car, and Doolin then closed the door. As for Dove's thoughts?

He didn't care, it wasn't him.

The car stopped at the gate when it was about to leave the manor. The Buddha, who was leaning against the courtyard wall, walked towards the car. He bent down and knocked on the window.

"Boss?"

Du Lin looked at him and straightened his gaze. He slightly moved his bow tie and said in a very light voice, "You can send them away." After saying this, he opened the window. Shake it up.

It seems that because of the cardinal's visit, the first district is a little more lively than at any other time. Before the night carnival time, many carnival parties have appeared on the beach. Groups of women wore humble clothes, ran and joked on the stalls, or played some games. The entire beach line was like heaven on earth.

The car stopped steadily outside the hotel's door. The second time she walked the red carpet, Dove was much more natural for the first time. She also learned to wave to reporters playing with cameras and magnesium powder. After signing his name on the sign-in book, Du Lin took Dove into the last banquet hall. There was a cold dinner before the charity evening, which was considered a hot spot in advance, and many people may need to communicate with Cardinal Madster, so this was the only step.

It wasn't long before Du Lin came in ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Scott found him and pulled him to the corner.

"Did you forget that, or didn't you take it to heart?" Scott looked a little bit sober. The Lord Mayor explained that he had to ask before he came. If Du Lin doesn't do anything, the City Hall will act decisively early in the morning. By then, Du Lin will inevitably make a slight compromise.

Du Lin asked with a glass of wine, "What are you talking about?"

Scott frowned slightly. "Of course it was racism!"

Du Lin smiled and touched the glass in his hand with the glass in Scott's hand. The crisp voice was melodious and thorough. He lifted the glass slightly and said, "This has never happened before, I really don't know you What are you talking about! "

Scott frowned, rolled his eyes, "It's better not to get too far, or it won't look good on his face."

"I'm a legitimate businessman. I think you haven't heard these words!" Du Lin took a sip of wine and revealed a tickling smile. "I wish you a pleasant night!"