Cosma Empire

The snowflakes are falling slowly, and there are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street. Even on the busiest Liming Avenue, many shops have chosen to close during the winter break. Occasionally, pedestrians pass by in a hurry. This damn cold weather is really uncomfortable. Perhaps the greatest wish of these passers-by at this time is to be covered with a blanket on the side of the road, drinking hot coffee and reading a favorite book. book?

Such weather is really not suitable for work. The owner of the coffee shop has already made plans to suspend the business temporarily. He took a wooden stick to smash the snow off the parasols, and then closed all the parasols. If Mr. Dooling hadn't been on time every morning, he wouldn't have opened the door this morning. He felt that he might be a little silly. How could a person like Mr. Du Lin brave the wind and snow to come out to drink a cup of coffee and eat a burrito in this snowy day?

He put the stick away, frowning while packing up his things, the man's death was eventually blamed on him by the "creepy monster". The court held that he was partly responsible for the death of the man. If it hadn't been for his long-term and high-intensity abuse of the man's labor, it would not have caused the man to be too tired to cause a fire. For this, the court ordered him to give 800 yuan to the guy's family.

To be honest, he was unwilling to give even 80 yuan, let alone 800 yuan, but continuing to fight the lawsuit would only continue to waste money, so he could only hold his nose and admit it. Perhaps it is precisely because of this lawsuit that he became famous, so far no one is willing to apply for the job, and he, the boss, can only do it himself.

Just when he checked all the dangerous things and was about to close the door, a car slowly stopped on the side of the road. The silver-white body was even more eye-catching in the white snow. The coffee pot was put back on the stove and switched on. He hurriedly ran outside the house, propped up a parasol, and wiped off the snowflakes that fell on the table and chairs.

Du Lin got out of the car wearing a thick windbreaker, hat and scarf. He glanced at the coffee shop where the lights were turned off, and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, it has affected your rest."

The boss waved his hands again and again, repeated a few words "no", and then went back to the kitchen and started making burritos for Mr. Dooling. While he was doing it, he sighed that this is the real rich man, and he is really different from those nouveau riche who don't know how to show off when they have a little money. No matter when and where, Mr. Du Lin has a good temper He is polite and polite to people, and never does anything rude.

It is really hard to imagine that such a person is actually the richest young man in Illian, not one of them.

Perhaps, this is what those rich people often say!

The boss quickly made the burrito and brought it to Mr. Du Lin's table together with the coffee. Du Lin smiled and took out five yuan and handed it to him. The boss accepted it with some embarrassment. This wasn't the first time, and it certainly wouldn't be the last time, and he felt a little embarrassed every time. In his opinion, Mr. Duhring's ability to sit here for a while every day, drink a cup of coffee, and eat something is actually a kind of alternative propaganda.

Not only does he not need to pay, the boss should even provide coffee and food for free.

Soon, the newsboy appeared in Du Lin's sight despite the wind and snow. He breathed the heat, rubbed his hands, and spread out a roll of newspapers and put them on the table. Du Lin casually tucked a one-dollar note into the newsboy's hat, and the little guy ran away after asking with a smile. Although it is snowing, the newspapers that should be delivered still need to be delivered.

Du Lin flipped through the latest issue of the newspaper, which reported the latest news of the "Century Fraud Case". I have to say that the press release syndicate in the hands of the George family is indeed very good at compiling these news. It was originally just a fraud case involving a slightly "big" amount, but it was stunned to be given the appalling prefix of "Century", which attracted the attention of the entire empire. . Even the news media on the Federation side are tracking and reporting on this incident, and it is said that it has triggered and exposed some scandals there.

The report clearly reveals some information. Whether it is public opinion or high-level officials from the imperial government, they are a little impatient with the efficiency of the task force. It's been almost two months, and there has been no progress, not even a penny back, and some people are starting to panic. In the report, the task force seems to be defending and explaining, but in fact it is constantly stimulating the victims.

Du Lin picked up the coffee and took a sip. He put down the newspaper and looked at the gray sky in the distance. Counting the time, they should be here.

After all, this is a fraud case of more than 70 million yuan, so you have to make the last effort, don't you?

Just as Du Lin thought, there has been no breakthrough so far, and some anxious and impatient people have appeared in the task force. There is no way, public opinion and public opinion have put too much pressure on them, and those all-pervasive reporters got their identity information from nowhere, and even published it. This has caused many members of the task force to be harassed, from the victims.

They called all day to inquire about the progress of the case, and some of them cursed out loud. Some team members had already written transfer reports and were ready to leave here at any time.

Under such circumstances, An Pu knew that he was waiting, which might cause even greater troubles, and even let the high-level officials directly use Hodock as the end of the case, and completely close the case.

Anpu, who had never failed before, would not be willing to return without success. He discussed with Clark and decided to go to Illian. The reason he used was that Juan, an important person involved in the case, was suspicious of suicide, and they wanted to investigate whether someone was manipulating something behind Juan's suicide.

The upper-level authorities, who were gradually losing patience, immediately approved their opinions, but at the same time gave them a deadline. If there is no progress and clues within a month, this matter will stop here.

Just like Du Lin's plan for the whole case, they plan to use Hodock to silence everyone. As for when the shareholders' funds in the stock market can be recovered, that is another matter. Let's talk about the case.

So An Pu, Clark, and five team members immediately dispatched, and under the heavy snow, they came to Illian by sea boat.

The boat docked slowly, and there were no people who disembarked except them. Most of the people on board were going to spend the winter in places with warmer weather in the south, and this was not their destination. An Pu and the other entourage walked down the gangway here. There was not a single pedestrian on the deserted street. The whole city seemed to be asleep, and there was no life at all. The shops on both sides of the street are also closed. This is a common thing during the winter break, but for Anpu and his group who came here, it was too deserted.

"I remember... isn't it said that Illian is one of the most prosperous cities on the east coast?" Clark carried a heavy suitcase and walked down the last step. He looked at the city as if no one lived there, a little Dazed, "I think even the West has more people than here."

An Pu smiled, put on his hat, and walked towards Liming Avenue. He said as he walked, "Because the temperature here changes greatly in winter and there is often snow, there are no tourists after winter. Tourism is the mainstay of the local economy. It is normal for the core area of ​​the city to be temporarily closed after losing tourists. If you want to see people, go to the back district, there are still many people on the streets in the fourth and fifth districts.”

"You know so much!" Clark complimented.

Anpu didn't respond. When the group walked to Liming Avenue, Anpu was still sharp-eyed, and immediately saw the only small shop that was open on the side of the road. He pointed there, "Let's go get some warm things first. Warm your belly, let’s go to the hotel again. I’m afraid the hotel doesn’t have anything prepared at this time, and it’s still some time before noon.” He raised his wrist and rolled up his sleeves with his red hands from the cold, revealing a watch.

"It's still four hours until lunch time. Even if we find a hotel now, I'm afraid they haven't prepared breakfast for us."

Naturally, everyone has no disagreement with An Pu's proposal. It is probably the most enjoyable thing to drink a cup of hot coffee or hot milk and eat some newly made food in such a cold weather.

There was a new visitor greeting, which forced the owner of the coffee shop to turn on all the electricity again. When he went out to have a look, a lot of smiles suddenly appeared on his face. Seven people can make him at least a dozen yuan, and it is really surprising in this weather.

These people divided into two groups and asked for two tables. When they were curiously looking at Du Lin, the weirdo who came out to "entertain" in the snow, Du Lin was also looking at them.

An Pu's eyes were always focused on Du Lin's face, and Du Lin gave him a very strange feeling. He seemed to have seen Du Lin somewhere, but he had no memory of it. When he noticed Durin looking at him too, he smiled and nodded, and Durin nodded back at him.

"You know?" Clark asked in a low voice.

An Pu shook his head slightly, and looked elsewhere, "I don't know him, but he feels a little strange. His temperament is very unique."

Clark also glanced at Du Lin, and they nodded to each other when their eyes met.

"I don't think there's anything wrong, maybe he's richer. You know, rich people just like to play tricks!" When he said this, Clark didn't forget to glance at the luxury car parked by the roadside , even in the imperial capital, not everyone can afford to drive such a luxury car.

In his eyes, it is normal for these rich people to be different, even if they ran out without clothes, he would not be surprised, after all, they are rich!