Dulin thanked the commander for his kindness, then left some souvenirs and escorted the people on the Freedom Front aboard. A small accident also occurred during this period. Darcy may have realized something was wrong the moment he boarded the ship and tried to escape, but was hit on the head by a soldier with a rifle butt. Immediately afterwards there was a loud sound of the safety being opened, which silenced Darcy who was still about to struggle.
When the training ship left the port, the waves of the sea and the ups and downs of the ship had made these people completely resigned to their fate. They knelt on the deck, a total of seventeen people.
When their hoods were taken off, almost everyone had a look of despair on their faces. Of course they knew that they were not sailing in the Saudorn River, but on the sea. The gangs who hang out on the East Coast have a saying that they use to complain - don't mess with Doolin on the water.
It is an indisputable fact that Dulin and the Navy are colluding. The Navy loads countless "legal" goods from the Ilian port into transport ships, and then sends them to various port terminals on the east coast, and then distributes them to various places. Just like Doolin always did, it was legal for both him and the Navy. Because this is a legal business in itself, when did this business become illegal
When these legal goods fell into the hands of illegal agents, the business became illegal, but this had nothing to do with Dulin or the navy.
If this deal can continue until now, there are already complete countermeasures and emergency plans. It's not like no one wants to challenge Dulin's business on the east coast. It's a pity that they can't come up with more money to make the navy betray Dulin. If we don't have enough manpower to eliminate the hometown associations in most cities, there will be no other end than death.
With the protection of the navy, Dulin completely monopolized the moonshine market on the east coast. This is why people say not to provoke Dulin on the sea. They can't defeat the hometown association, let alone the navy's opponent.
But these people on the front line of freedom are now out on the sea, on the sea in Doolin.
Dulin sat on a chair, and Thomas even got a parasol for him. Under the shade of the parasol, Dulin looked at Darcy, "I heard that you organized and planned the assassination against me. Yes." Is that so?"
Darcy's mind was confused. He was just a humble little person who was manipulated by big people. He didn't know how to answer Dulin's question.
yes
Maybe in the next second he will feed the marine life of this sea fish.
no
The problem is that he has admitted it publicly and there is no room for repentance.
This is why he regretted it after hanging up the phone. He was too weak and could not find a gap to survive between the two behemoths. He thought that his speed was fast enough, and if he could move inland before Dulin came to the east coast, he would still have a chance of survival. After all, Du Lin was not familiar with the Army, and he did not have such strong strength and connections in the mainland.
But now it's too late.
Darcy smiled bitterly and raised his head to look at Du Lin, "If I say that I am not voluntary, would you believe it?"
Du Lin nodded, "Believe it, of course I believe it. In fact, the purpose of inviting you here today is that I want to know who ordered you to take on this matter. There is no one else here, and you can live if you tell me." As for not saying yes. Du Lin didn't say what the outcome would be, but Darcy must have known it too. Everyone who underestimated Du Lin would die miserably in the end. This young man's iron-blooded skills made him the underground emperor of the East Coast. No one dared to offend him easily.
But if he said it... Darcy would also feel desperate. He couldn't offend Du Lin, but could he offend the big shot who told him about this matter? No, he couldn't afford to offend him. No matter whether he confessed or not, he might not be able to escape death in the end.
If he doesn't explain, Dulin will kill him.
Telling the truth would escalate the war between Du Lin and that big shot and more people. As the one who caused all this to happen, there was no need to guess that he would have a very tragic end.
Many years ago, Darcy, who had just become famous, also thought about this matter - what would he do when faced with the threat of death
Ideals are always beautiful, but how many people can face death calmly? His body was trembling slightly, and he was fighting fiercely in his heart. Finally, his eyes gradually became dim, as if they had lost their luster like a blind man.
If we don't tell him, his family still has a way to survive. If we tell him, it's really hard to tell.
He smiled miserably, looked at his companions beside him, his lips trembled, and then he said an almost inaudible "I'm sorry." He quickly lowered his head. He could not face the surprised, angry, and desperate eyes of his companions. He was a sinner.
Du Lin suddenly began to applaud. The sparse applause made these people's eyes fall on Du Lin, and some eyes filled with deathly gray also flashed with a faint color of hope. Perhaps Darcy's performance moved Du Lin and impressed the underground emperor with his loyalty, so he would let them go.
"Actually, this is just a small thing!" Du Lin's tone seemed a little wrong, with some regret in it. He shook his head and twitched his fingers to one side, "Actually, this is really just a small thing, you say Give me what I need, and then I'll let you go. But why do some people always want to complicate things? Is it because I seem to be easier to talk to?"
With a series of footsteps and whimpering, a group of people were brought to the deck, and Darcy's whole body trembled.
"You have a wife and a child, as well as three mistresses and two illegitimate children. Your private life is very exciting!" Dulin praised a little, "Now a new choice has come, survival or destruction, it all depends on In your hands. You can choose to keep your mouth shut for someone who may threaten you in some way, and then stay together as a family, or you can speak out happily and find a way to fight for a chance of survival."
"Mr. Darcy, don't wait until you are the last person to die before you can't bear to say it out. It will only make you more painful!"
Darcy watched those Dulin men tie heavy objects to the feet and waists of his women and children, and his eyes almost popped out of his sockets.
Faced with Du Lin using his family as a threat, he could only give up all persistence, "I said..."
Less than an hour after Du Lin and the others left, three box trucks with the logo of the Police Investigation Bureau appeared outside the gate of the police station. A guy with a sign of "Keep strangers out" on his face led four of his subordinates. He stepped into the police station and found the police chief who was resting. "I want to immediately take away the members of the Freedom Front Gang who are suspected of assassinating senior officials of the empire. This is my ID and the order for this operation..."
The police chief waved his hand and did not borrow the documents and IDs handed over by the detective. He smiled bitterly and said: "The Navy took those people away not long ago, saying that they might be involved in a military crime."
The man frowned and said, "I need to use the phone." After saying that, he kept staring at the police chief. The latter sighed softly, nodded, left his office, and deliberately left his office. The door is closed.
What is all this about
The indescribable frustration on his face turned into a stern expression the moment he turned around, and began a rare inspection.
Harry, who was in the meeting, was a little uneasy. He even ignored the speech of one of his subordinates. It was not until his secretary coughed that he came back to his senses, "The results of this voting will be announced soon. I hope I can see a good news, which is directly related to your work during this period. If you do well, I will reward him, and if you do not do well, there will be corresponding punishments." He raised his wrist and opened his sleeves. He glanced at the arm on his wrist, packed up the things on the table and stood up, "I have something to do at noon, so that's the end of today's meeting."
He glanced at the secretary beside him and said, "Please compile a copy of today's meeting minutes and send them to my office later." After saying that, he hurriedly left.
Just as he was approaching the office, he faintly heard the phone ringing continuously. He quickened his pace a little, pushed away the people in the office, and picked up the phone.
At the same time, in Villa No. 1 on Imperial Avenue in the Imperial Capital, Mags was receiving a guest. This guest's identity was so special that he even sat on the sofa instead of sitting in the study room. On the chair that belongs to him.
"Solo went too far this time. Not only Solo, but also others have gone too far in the past few years. They can't be allowed to continue like this." This guy looked like he was in his sixties. A head of silver-white hair, not a trace of color can be found. He is a bit old, but he seems to be very energetic and energetic than ordinary young people.
Mags looked up at him while peeling the fruit, "Wait, wait, don't be impatient Barr, what we need is time."
The old guy he called "Bar" sneered, "You mean you want to use that little guy named Dulin to make a knife?" He then shook his head and said firmly: "That's not the case. Maybe, I’ve investigated this little guy. He doesn’t have any background or background. The only reason he can reach this point is that the goddess of fate favors him. He can’t make that knife.”
Magus chuckled lightly, put the peeled piece into his mouth, chewed it very rudely, and said: "How about we make a bet?"
"What are you betting on?" The old man didn't agree directly, but asked in a tentative tone.
Mags swallowed the fruit in his mouth and shook his shoulders, "Bet on tomorrow!"
(End of chapter)