Cosma Empire

Mr. Tuckers, who was being pressed by a gun, directly pushed away the pistol on his chin under Amp's surprised eyes. He tidied up his clothes and walked calmly to the edge of the sofa he had just made After sitting back, Ms. Sophia's entourage also made him a cup of coffee. He picked it up and took a sip, then looked at An Pu with a half-smile.

An Pu's expression was startled at first. He didn't expect that Mr. Tuckers would have such courage to directly push away the muzzle of an executioner's gun on his chin. Then his expression became suspicious. He looked at Mr. Tuckers naturally. He calmly walked to the edge of the sofa, even when he walked behind Sophia, no one was wary of him. In the end, An Pu showed a thoughtful look, until Sophia's entourage brought a cup of coffee to Mr. Tuckers.

The expression on An Pu's face had become a little ferocious at this time, but he quickly calmed down. He sighed heavily, "You must not be Mr. Tucker himself?"

Mr. "Takes" pursed his lips, and took a handkerchief to wipe off the water stains on the corners of his mouth. He showed a very regretful but mocking look, "Mr. Tuckers may be playing with those fish at the bottom of the sea. Hide and seek, I am indeed not Mr. Tuckers, I am a backup arranged by Mr. Dooling, and people often call me the No. 2 operator. I have confessed my identity, so Mr. Lapuan, should you also confess? Where is your identity?"

"We are good friends. Although I'm not sure what your real name is, the name Lapuan is definitely fake."

Mr. Tuckers... No, to be precise, Mr. No. 2 operator is a line buried by Du Lin, a backhand. He moved from the Tener area to Illian City and partnered with the real Mr. Tux to open a jewelry store, which was used to secretly melt the gold bricks he robbed from the Imperial Central Bank and sell them to all locals. People and outsiders, through such methods and channels, he successfully avoided some suggestions that AMP gave to the Imperial Bank of China. There was no such thing as gold bricks in the underground money laundering channels and stolen goods sales channels, and he also avoided Duo One of the biggest dangers in Lin Qi's life.

This method of selling stolen goods is very special. The speed of making money is a little slower, but it is safer and makes more money. In this way, there is no need to face up to 50% of the handling fee for the sale of stolen goods in the underground channel, and there is no need to consider that someone will run into the jewelry store to check whether these gold products belong to the batch that was robbed, 30 million The gold can still be sold at a high price of nearly 45 million, and Du Lin applauded his brain.

But after running the business for a while, he discovered a big problem, and that was Mr Tuckers' problem. According to the original agreement between Du Lin and Mr. Tuckers, Mr. Tuckers did not have much equity and had no right to interfere with the operation. But when everyone has a little money, about one million yuan, Mr. Tuckers thinks that the jewelry store should be made into a brand, not only to expand the scope of business, but also to set up an independent craftsman studio for dignitaries. Nobles serve.

From the perspective of normal business behavior, Mr. Tuckers, a goldsmith, is very business-minded and uses brand effects to promote luxury brands, but this is contrary to Du Lin's original intention.

The batch of gold in his hand was not visible in the first place. Once the scale of the jewelry store becomes larger and there are more branches, those colleagues will come to make trouble and easily destroy his temporary low-key plan. Then the two had a quarrel, and Mr. Tuckers might have discovered something, and threatened him with the wrong origin of Durin's gold, demanding that Durin pay him a large sum of money to allow him to develop his own business and restore the glory of the family.

So Mr. Tuckers went fishing in the bottom of the sea.

At this time, Du Lin also realized that he might have left a loophole. Mr. Tuckers could see that there was a problem with the source of his gold, so naturally others could also see it. So he quickly recruited four non-existent shareholders in the name of himself and Mr. Tuckers to confuse his sight. A qualified accountant was found in the company and all the books were revised.

In order to prevent someone from chasing after this loophole in the future, Du Lin found a person who looked exactly like Mr. Tuckers, gave him a brand new identity, and arranged for him to live in the Federation. The goal is the more effective means for one's own people! At that time, Du Lin gave him a goal of ten years. If no one came to catch this loophole within ten years, then Mr. "Takes" could come back. Unexpectedly, there were actually people chasing this loophole, and there were still two people. That's the real windfall.

In fact, when someone chased this line for the second time, that is, when Anpu, who claimed to be Lapuan, was chasing this line, Du Lin had already sold Illian's jewelry store to a foreigner, and all the books were being checked at the beginning. After paying the tax, it has been approved for destruction and completely disappeared.

At this moment, An Pu finally came to his senses. He was stunned for a while, and then laughed loudly, "I knew that Du Lin, a bastard, always surprises people. How did he think of doing this?", no Needing Mr. Tuckers to answer, and Ms. Sophia not needing to answer, Anpu showed a mischievous smile like a child, "He gave me a surprise, but I also have a surprise for him. Can you make a call for me? To Herr Dühring?"

Mr. "Takes" nodded, "Of course, but it's not here!" He said to Sophia, "Mr. Lapuan seems to have invited Miss Alyssa here, please leave the next thing You, try not to let her know what happened..."

Soon, Mr. "Takes" drove Amp and several gunmen to a warehouse in the suburbs of Montel. There was a public telephone booth outside the warehouse. Mr. "Takes" went in and called Durin phone.

Soon after receiving the call, Du Lin changed his clothes, walked out of the villa, rode a bicycle for about a mile, found a telephone booth, and dialed the call back.

"It's me!", the moment the call was connected, Du Lin said, but he didn't say his name.

Amp laughed again on the other end of the phone. He was too familiar with this voice. He not only heard it from Du Lin at close range, but also heard it on the phone, and even monitored Du Lin's calls. He was familiar with this voice. Can not be more familiar. But after the laugh, he sighed and said the same thing, "It's me!"

The two ends of the phone fell into dead silence for an instant. After about two minutes, Du Lin asked, "Just now I heard from my brother that you were going to give me a surprise. To be honest, it's not a surprise at all, it's pure shock. But I I still want to congratulate you, Mr. Anpu, congratulations on being able to return to the world from hell, how about it? Isn’t the stale air extra sweet? And you seem to have the strength to continue to trouble me. I can ask, is this why?"

Napu was very interested in chatting, and he immediately replied, "Of course, you didn't die. How could I be willing to suffer in hell alone, so I came back. As for why I chased you? Because the answer is simple, you Make justice dusty, you make justice unbalanced, Du Lin, you are the biggest cancer of the empire, if you can't let you be punished, who knows what you can do!"

"Are you satisfied with the answer?"

Du Lin pursed his lips, "Very satisfied, but Mr. Anpu, I need to remind you that you lost another round without my knowledge. Is this the way you call fairness and justice?"

Amp didn't care about Du Lin's ridicule at all. He changed his posture and leaned against the phone booth with a rosy face and an excited expression, "Do you remember what I told you last time? Justice will definitely come, it's only a matter of time. If I can't do it, I believe someone can."

"This sentence is very sad. It reminds me of when I went to your grave to lay flowers for you." Du Lin took out a cigarette and lit one. After a short silence, he spoke again, "Mr. I highly recommend your personal ability. You are the second member I invited besides Kevin who has no Guart blood but can really enter my core position. Last time you rejected me, I am now again Invite you, I need your ability to work for me, can you?"

Du Lin is really optimistic about Anpu. Anpu and Kevin are two kinds of people, and they specialize in different fields. Kevin is the kind of person who can win the case for you if you just tell him that you are innocent, no matter how dirty the means are, it will never be a psychological burden for him. It can be said that Kevin is a shameless, bold, dark-skinned person. Kevin is invincible in the legal field, but outside of the law, he may not be able to play well.

But Anpu is different. He is very focused on details, has keen observation skills and high patience. He can find something different from some subtleties. His analytical ability is very strong, although his execution ability is a bit poor. But it is undeniable that this is definitely a good player to make plans to check for leaks and fill vacancies. With him around, some of Du Lin's plans can be more perfect. The most important thing is that An Pu is not partial to eclipses. He is competent for any job, not necessarily legal and police work.

For about three minutes, no one spoke. Du Lin breathed out a faint smoke, waiting for Amp's answer. As long as Anpu can agree, he can make Anpu trust him, and work with Anpu who is a bit stubborn, old-fashioned and very passionate. As long as he helps him find the direction of truth, he can exert 100% motivation. Du Lin believes that he can be a life mentor for AMP to embark on a new path in life, and he is also an expert in this regard.

Three minutes later, An Pu's voice calmed down, "I am very grateful that you still appreciate me so much today, but I need to tell you one thing, Mr. Dooling."

"I'm the cop, you're the thief, we're always two sides of the same coin, and that's how we end up."

Du Lin stubbed out the cigarette butt and threw it on the ground. He smiled, no matter whether Anpu could see it or not, "I am very sorry, Mr. Anpu, very sorry. I respect your choice, this is your right. To be honest, I am very sorry today. I'm happy because we said something again, because we're still who we were before."

"It's getting late, Mr. Anpu, if there is a chance, I hope we can sit down and have a good chat, say hello to my friends for me, and tell them to wait, I will see them soon."

"goodbye!"

An Pu glanced at the hung up phone, he shook his head and returned the handset to the landline, then looked outside the phone booth.

Mr. "Tucks" turned his back to him, and the five gunmen had already drawn their pistols. Time seemed to slow down at this moment. An Pu took out the cigarette and the lighter, and the sparks from the flint ignited the kerosene rope core, and the flame danced beside his palm like a coquettish girl twisting her body. He raised his head slightly, which caused the forehead lines on his forehead to overlap layer by layer. He saw the muzzles of those guns continuously emitting steam, and the bullets whizzed and flew towards him slowly.

He didn't have any desire to stop and avoid. He took a deep breath of the cigarette, and the smoke swirled around in his lungs. The smell that bothered him but attracted him made him squint his eyes. The first bullet pierced Polly, cracking the glass of the phone booth extensively, and he flicked the ash. The soot that rolled down about a foot away from his chest was concentrated by a bullet, and turned into a cloud of dust immediately. He took another deep breath of the cigarette, and the bullet hit his chest hard, causing his chest to sink in, forcing him to spit out the smoke he had just sucked in.

At this moment, the strength was like water in a broken bucket, draining rapidly, the cigarette butt slowly swirled down in the air, and the surrounding gunshots formed a sonorous movement, just like his character.

When the gunfire stopped, he had already collapsed in the phone booth, his life was about to leave him, he was spitting out blood, but his eyes stayed on the cigarette in his hand. He gently touched the cigarette with his fingers, trying to pick it up, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't. There is no longer any strength in the body, even breathing becomes difficult, maybe... no, this time it is really dead.

A shadow blocked the light, and he saw a pair of familiar leather boots, the boots of Mr. "Takes".

"Takes" has already walked over, he bent down to pick up the cigarette on the ground, and stuffed it into Anpu's mouth. "Mister knows, he's saying thank you.

Seeing Anpu's eyes slowly and uncontrollably close, Mr. "Takes" shook his head. He hates and even hates Anpu, because Anpu wants to investigate the Messiah, but he sympathizes with and even admires Anpu. This is a person who has his own pursuit and is very persistent.

Taking a last look at Amp, who had completely stopped breathing, Mr. "Takes" got into the car and quickly disappeared into the night.

May there be no disputes in your kingdom of heaven!

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