Elder brother's garrison

The person who was taken to the police station for questioning is probably the same Dark Mahjong Hero from this afternoon.

"...Haha... Your luck is pretty bad." Xiaobai lowered her head awkwardly, swallowed, and asked, "By the way, Mr. Jiang, you used to be involved in loan sharking?"

"Me? I have quite a few businesses. These days the public security is too good, it's not easy for us to make a living... We're all just trying to make a living, having multiple businesses just means having more ways to make a living."

President Jiang couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

"But... Mr. Jiang, you must make a lot of money selling deep-sea information, right?"

"Haha, I'm just a middleman. To put it nicely, I'm a matchmaker; to put it bluntly, I'm a lackey. I'm lucky if I get less than 10% of the profits. I bear all the risks. Look at all these underlings I have to support. How can I make a living doing just this? Sigh, compared to me, the people behind me who supply the goods are living the high life..."

Life's stories are always the most touching. Xiao Bai got Jiang talking, and he originally wanted to say a lot. However, when the topic involuntarily started to mention someone behind him, Jiang suddenly seemed to realize something, chuckled and shut his mouth, scratched his head, and turned to smile at Xiao Bai and the others.

"Hehe, you ladies are quite talkative."

Xiao Bai, holding the cup, smiled at President Jiang.

In the restaurant.

There was silence for a few seconds.

"President Jiang." After a moment of silence, Xiaobai put down her teacup and spoke to President Jiang.

"Is there anything else?" President Jiang tapped the table with his five fingers in a very rhythmic manner.

“You just mentioned the source of your goods…”

"Did I say that? I didn't, did I?" President Jiang shook his head with a chuckle. "I don't know, I don't know."

“…I didn’t mean to ask about the source of the goods.” Xiao Bai smiled at President Jiang. “Well, actually I had another idea.”

"Well, we have plenty of time now, so please feel free to ask, Miss."

"Hmm." Xiaobai looked down at her teacup, thought for a moment, and said, "I just wanted to ask something."

"?"

"...Can we engage in a long-term transaction?"

"Long-term transactions? Of course, that's possible. If you ladies wish to conduct any transactions related to deep-sea information in the future, please feel free to call the number you contacted before," said Mr. Jiang. "Since you came here with such sincerity, I am happy to be your friend. Next time, I will reserve the best quality goods for you."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Jiang, but that's not what I meant." Xiaobai shook his head.

"Hmm? So what does Miss mean...?" President Jiang frowned.

“What I mean is… um…” Xiaobai raised his head and looked at President Jiang, “Our mercenary group wants to monopolize all your deep-sea intelligence.”

As soon as Xiaobai finished speaking...

The restaurant fell silent.

President Jiang stood there, stunned, looking at Xiaobai with a complicated expression.

"Miss, you want... a monopoly?"

“Yes.” Xiaobai nodded.

"...That's quite powerful." Mr. Jiang smiled. "Miss, let's talk about the amount first. We have a really large supply of goods here. If you're really thinking of monopolizing the market, the financial aspect might be..."

"It's okay, I have money. I can buy as much as I want."

"..." Mr. Jiang.

President Jiang silently sat up straight and gently rubbed his shoulders.

"...Does Miss really intend to monopolize this?"

"really."

"Such a big piece of pie... Miss, as a member of a mercenary group, I'm afraid you can't swallow it all."

"Do you have that much information from the deep sea?"

"Hahahaha—" President Jiang laughed, "Just kidding, just kidding. Actually, Miss, you're not the first mercenary group to propose monopolizing deep-sea information."

“I’m serious,” Xiaobai said.

"Hmm... What I mean is, we've actually cooperated with many mercenary groups. If word gets to those mercenary groups that we've monopolized deep-sea information, even if we've reached a deep deal, it would be more harmful than beneficial for you, Miss... So, I'm a little curious about your idea of ​​monopolizing deep-sea information."

"As for the idea... since it's a benefit, not wanting to share it with others should be a very simple reason, right?" Xiaobai asked President Jiang.

"...That makes sense."

"And there's something even more important." Xiao Bai smiled at President Jiang, "Since I've monopolized your supply, I'm practically your major shareholder, right? Transactions are fair, and we've already shown our sincerity. So, would it be alright if we could meet the boss behind you, President Jiang?"

"..." President Jiang smiled as he looked at Xiaobai, remained silent for several seconds, and then slowly said, "I see."

"Can't I?" Xiaobai asked.

“If a deep deal is indeed reached, then your mercenary group will certainly be our friend, and it is perfectly normal for us to treat you as an equal.” President Jiang was silent for a moment. “Introducing you is not a problem.”

Xiao Bai breathed a sigh of relief.

“However, I still want to remind you, Miss, that monopoly is a matter of great importance and involves many complexities. Please think carefully before making a decision,” President Jiang said to Xiaobai.

"I've made up my mind." Xiaobai shook his head rapidly, "I'm going to monopolize it!"

"..." President Jiang smiled and looked at Xiaobai, "Really?"

"really."

“Okay.” President Jiang stood up from his seat and pointed to the door of a private room on the side of the restaurant. “As for the monopoly issue, let’s go in and talk about it in detail.”

"Okay." Xiaobai stood up from her seat and walked towards the private room.

The three ship girls behind Xiaobai quickly followed.

"This is a very important matter, and I hope that it will be just the two of us talking." President Jiang glanced at the ship girls behind Xiaobai and said to Xiaobai.

"Oh, okay." Xiaobai glanced at the ship girls behind her, exchanged glances with the three ship girls, and then nodded.

Ooi headed north and stopped where he was, silently sitting around the spot where Xiaobai had previously been.

"Haven't you asked what Miss's name is yet?" President Jiang asked Xiaobai with a smile.

"My surname is Lu."

"Miss Lu, please come in." President Jiang bowed slightly to Xiaobai, gesturing respectfully towards the private room in the restaurant.

Xiao Bai turned back for one last look at Da Jing Bei Shang and the three others, Pompeii and his companions.

In the restaurant.

The black-clad ship girls were scattered throughout the hall, guarding the doors and windows like bronze statues, staring expressionlessly at their respective locations.

Xiao Bai withdrew his gaze, walked to the door of the private room, pushed open the door, and went inside.

Inside the door to the restaurant's private room.

It was a large, snow-white dining table.

In the corner of the private room, the black-clad ship girls who had been seen in the lobby stood lifelessly, their eyes raised, silently watching Xiaobai enter.

"...President Jiang? Didn't you say it would just be the two of us?" Xiao Bai, who had just entered the private room, looked at the black-clad ship girls inside and curiously turned around to look behind her.

"Boom."

Behind Xiaobai.

After following Xiaobai into the private room, President Jiang closed the door. He looked up, a hint of regret in his eyes, and shook his head at Xiaobai.

“Sigh… Miss Lu, I gave you a chance before, but you insisted on insisting.”

"Huh?" Xiaobai was taken aback.

Under Xiaobai's gaze,

The smile on President Jiang's face gradually faded, turning into a cold, ruthless expression.

President Jiang's cold gaze swept over the ship girls in the private room.

Then he reached out and coldly pointed at Xiaobai.

"You, arrest her."

Chapter 1343 Xiaobai discovers that he is indeed only suited to recklessness.

Outside the restaurant.

The night was quiet and deserted.

A narrow path winds its way from the restaurant entrance, eventually merging into a brightly lit village.

Fish City Resort.

The small village was bustling with noise.

Even though it was late at night, the tall lights still shone as brightly as the sun, accompanied by waves of bustling voices, the sounds of luxury and extravagance spreading in all directions.

Outside the resort village, the Fish City Bank, separated from the resort by a wall, had its doors wide open.

Compared to the bustling village, the Fish City Bank, separated from the village by only a wall, exudes a harmonious tranquility.

At this late hour, most of the employees at Yucheng Bank had already left work.

There were only about thirty ATMs in the entire bank, and their fluorescent lights were on.

In the dark night.

With a light footstep.

Several tall women walked through the darkness and arrived at the entrance of Fish City Bank.

"Thank you all for showing me the way."

With a smile, Iowa bowed to the seven or eight black-clad ship girls around her, "Please wait a moment, I'll go to the bank and withdraw the money for you ladies."

"..." The black-clad ship girl silently looked at Iowa.

"I'm so sorry to have troubled you all with this trip. How about Iohua goes and buys you some popsicles to quench your thirst?" Iohua asked with a smile.

"..." The black-clad ship girls stared coldly at Iowa.

"It seems the sisters still need to think about it. Iowa will go and get the money first."

Iahua's smile didn't fade at all. She walked gracefully up the steps of Fish City Bank and headed towards the ATM with its lights on at the entrance.

Iowa took out her bank card and silently operated the ATM.

ATMs differ from counter operations. ATMs have a limit on the amount of money that can be withdrawn in a single transaction, and the amount of money in each ATM is also different. If Iowa wanted to withdraw one million dollars using ATMs, he would have to use each of the more than thirty ATMs several times and repeat the process for a long time.

Iowa skillfully operated the ATM.

I kept operating it.

As the banknotes piled up around him, Iowa even hummed a nice song with ease.

The black-clad ship girls stood at the foot of the steps of Fish City Bank, silently watching Iowa above.

"Drip drip."

The phone rang.

A ship girl in black expressionlessly took out her phone and answered the call.

"Hello?...Understood....Yes, sir."

After giving a brief three-word reply, the black-clad ship girl hung up the phone, giving Iowa, who was operating an ATM at the bank, a cold look in her eyes.

The black-clad ship girl exchanged a glance with her companion who was looking at her, then raised her hand and made a throat-slitting gesture.

The black-clad ship girls understood immediately, and they all turned their cold gazes toward Iowa, who was humming a song and collecting money.

The black-clad ship girls quietly released their ship equipment.

Rows of shiny black cannon barrels.

It was aimed at Iowa, who was facing away from the group of black-clad ship girls.

It looked like the fangs of a ferocious beast baring in the night, gleaming with a dark, eerie light.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

In the restaurant.

In the private room.

President Jiang hung up the phone and looked up at the black-clad ship girls around him.