Zach said 'please', but it was probably the way he said it that irked Old Hardy. The old man actually clicked his tongue, turned around, and changed the subject.
"I see you also took away his other gadgets." Old Hardy fiddled with the bedside table. The small bag on the table was long gone.
"Did you mean 'Valmina'?" Zach smiled and didn't mind. They are all clues, and both sides need to be extended.
"Hmph!" Old Hardy glanced at Zach, "It seems you are of some use, at least you figured out the name of that thing!"
Zach turned his head and thought of something helpless, "Don't tell me, those 'Valmina' were also sent by mail." Zach twitched the corner of his mouth. If that was the case, Nuo's hope would be in vain. Oh no, this is not what we should be concerned about at this time. The focus should be on the entire federal mail system. It is too... too, uh, too scary and surprisingly reassuring.
"Of course not!" Old Hardy glared at Zach with an expression like an idiot, "He never..." Old Hardy was stuck, and the expression on his face hesitated for a moment, looking at Zach uncertainly.
"It doesn't matter." Zach waved his hand. It was obvious that Old Hardy was concealing the origin of 'Valmina'. This concealment meant nothing to Zach. The Devil, James Lance, No, and possibly others For Alpha's Sibera Indian group, all four parties acted simultaneously. There is no possibility of hiding this clue in Patton. "We will find out where he got these things from."
"No need!" Old Hardy waved his hand and seemed to have made up his mind, "Because Woody is not the buyer at all, he is the seller! All Barton's goods come from him!"
Zach raised an eyebrow, the vampire definitely didn't expect to hear such an answer. Good news, bad news. It's impossible to tell yet.
Old Hardy stared at Zach's expression and said viciously, "What! The missing person is a drug dealer! Don't you want to do it?"
Zach curled his lips and shook his head, "No, I just understood why you didn't call the police." Zach waved his hand and looked at the messy basement. It turns out that this is the living conditions of a real drug dealer, and it's quite appropriate.
Zach smiled and patted Old Hardy, "Since we are not the police, you don't need to worry about such small things." Zach blinked with a smile, "Tell me more. Until now, you just Tell me the background, and I think the real events are just about to begin. Right?"
Old Hardy pushed Zach's hand away, with unclear emotions in his eyes. He paused for a while, "Huh! God knows how that old guy Grande gave birth to a son like you!"
Our vampire was too lazy to pursue these nominal entanglements of the previous generation and made a continuing gesture.
"You're right." Old Hardy clicked his tongue, "This is just the background!" He began to narrate.
"'Valmina' was the hook I set up for Woody when I took over the business in Newton!" Old Hardy's tone was complicated. I don’t know whether I feel more guilty or angry. "The original West End Grand would have connected business between Newton and Barton." He glanced at Zach, "I mean 'business'."
Zach nodded, he had already come to this conclusion. Grande in the West District was on the border, close to Newton. When investigating Smith's commission, he and Benjamin had speculated whether Grande would take advantage of the convenience of the funeral industry. Transporting 'goods' for Smith. Grande is not a clean company anyway, so there is nothing unexpected about mutual cooperation.
"After the funeral home was taken over, we still retained some channels. Everything was still normal..." Old Hardy frowned, "Some time ago, I don't know what happened. Smith's business suddenly stopped."
Zach raised an eyebrow, "Just before Smith started acquiring Yuri, right?"
"Yes." Old Hardy was not surprised that Zach would know. Although this gray professional had no status, he would know a little bit of the news. "That period became a vacuum period, and there was no business from outside Barton. Face Barton inside All transactions were terminated suddenly!”
This 'vacuum' was probably when Crowley took over Smith's peripheral personnel. Smith was threatened by the tape and had to suspend all transactions for internal investigation, and then entrusted Grande.
"This period of time provides an opportunity for goods outside Barton to invade." Zach understood. Although it was a disgusting metaphor, 'hungry' people need to 'eat'. Smith's moratorium does not appear to take into account those who are accustomed to certain foods.
Monopoly also has the helplessness of monopoly, that is, it cannot stop for a moment!
"Then I received the first batch of goods!" Old Hardy twitched his lips, "I know that new goods need the first batch of people who dare to try them, and then they spread..."
"Woody's underground band circle." Zach raised his eyebrows, reasonably, "and then you let Woody do it."
Old Hardy nodded and glanced at Zach, "Believe it or not! I like my job! This is just a side trip!"
Zach waved his hand indifferently. Now he was more concerned about another thing, "Your first shipment was received from Newton, right?"
"Otherwise, where is it!" Old Hardy waved his hand impatiently.
Zach decided with a smile that he would tell Mike when he went back that Crowley was in Newton at the moment, so how could he not take advantage of it! It has nothing to do with Woody's disappearance or Smith's monopoly business. Valmina is a drug that can make Alpha lose control. As the source of this clue, Zach, as a friend, cannot ignore it.
"You seem a little regretful that you found a 'career' for Woody." Please ignore the sarcasm in the vampire's words.
"I knew Woody would do nothing good hanging out with those little bastards!" Old Hardy waved his hand irritably. The progression from this point begins to fall into tacky, close band members, and of course, as Hardy Sr. goes by, little bastards!
The band's bastards began to fight over the distribution of funds. Zach felt bored and lethargic while listening to Old Hardy's complaining narration. Finally, the real turning point of events comes when the vampire gets his act together again. The development returned to the blood bottle in the mail package signed 'Eli Toledo'! No, it's 'contribution'!
"Five days ago!" Old Hardy clenched his fists, "A few little bastards actually came here! They started arguing in the basement in the middle of the night!"
"What did you overhear?" Zach asked.
"They started arguing over normal money-sharing matters, and then they discovered something. These are the exact words! 'Woody! What is this?! What did you do! You alone took all of our contributions, and you hid it from us. How long have you been doing this!! You bastard! You're going to pay!'"
"Then what?" Zach temporarily suppressed his curiosity about 'contribution' and asked.
Old Hardy glared, "Have you listened to me again! I said this was five days ago! Then the next four days! Woody disappeared!! That's why I came to find you Grande! God knows now Have you been fooled by those little bastards..."
Zach raised his eyebrows and stopped Old Hardy's speculation, "He is not dead, at least not in Barton." Zach smiled, he could guarantee this.
However, the vampire suddenly thought of something, paused for a moment, and turned around without any explanation.
When Nuo went to the underground band circle to inquire about things, Zach didn't know if he would be in danger. (..)