Twenty Seven Years Chapter 245

  Chapter 245 Reasonable and Unexpected

  Leaving the hotel, Verac found the coachman who was still waiting for him, and secretly drove back to Manchester City in a carriage before dawn.

At eight o'clock in the morning on February 8th, Verac, who had slept for less than four hours, woke up. After washing up, he went to Minke's Tavern, and found that Monroe was not there, so he asked Hywell to leave a message saying that he was bored and went out. After shopping around, I went to the urban area openly and aboveboard.

  At the beginning of nine o'clock, Verac met Keating, Sarah and Yves sent by the Riches Federal Branch on time.

   "Is it resolved over there?" Keating and the others all changed into simple clothes, waiting to meet Veraker when the time came.

   "Munro wasn't here, so I said hello and came out. I didn't find anyone following me on the road." Verac said.

"We saw Xin enter the Quinn's Tavern half an hour ago, and it's just right for you to go now." Keating said as he took out his gun from his waist and handed it to Veraker, "Bring an extra gun for self-defense. After you go in We will drive and wait on the opposite side of the tavern, as soon as we hear the gunshots, we will take you out."

  Villac took Keating's gun and didn't stay in the hotel: "Then I'll go."

   Keating wanted to tell him something more, but he didn't know what to say: "Be careful."

   "We will arrange enough people outside Quinn's Tavern. If a gun battle breaks out inside and you don't come out, we will rush in immediately." Sarah followed.

Verak, who walked to the door, felt the seriousness of the situation and the danger of this trip. Before he opened the door and left, he comforted the three of them: "Even if the conversation collapses, I will try my best to control the situation and avoid conflicts. Teacher, it's up to you outside." .”

"Um."

"boom."

  Verak went out the door.

   Keating came to the window and watched Veraker walk out of the hotel into the Quinn Tavern opposite: "Let's go too."

The situation inside Quinn's tavern is no different from what Verac saw when he first came. All Dunman locals are drinking. In front of the bar, Keating's old friend Wilson's son Willow looks bored. On the other side, Sim The boss and his subordinates are playing cards.

  After he entered, it was no surprise that everyone's eyes came together, and the atmosphere in the tavern instantly dropped to freezing point.

   "Is it you?" Willow recognized Verac as the one who came to repay his favor a while ago.

   "Long time no see." Verac greeted Willow, and then looked at Boss Xin with an indifferent face, "Boss Xin, good morning."

   "I remember Willow warned you that outsiders are not allowed here." Boss Xin sneered.

   Feeling full of hostility, Verak didn't panic. He saw that Boss Xin's table was full of people, so he sat at the bar: "I know, so if there is nothing important, I will definitely not come to find fault."

   "What's the matter?" Willow frowned.

"I don't know if you have the final say on this matter or Boss Xin has the final say. I want to buy the Quinn Tavern." Verac stared at Willow, who had a mustache, sunken eyes, a straight nose, and three-dimensional features, wondering What was his reaction when he heard this sentence.

  Willow narrowed his eyes meaningfully, but did not speak.

   "Talk to me." Boss Xin patted the table, and immediately one person got up to vacate the seat.

   "Okay." Verak was not surprised that Boss Xin was calling the shots. He got up and sat down next to Boss Xin, looking at him.

  Battered by weather and crippled, the vicious-looking Boss Xin held the unfinished cards in his hand and asked, "Didn't you just leave after repaying Wilson? It looks like you didn't leave."

   "That's just a cover, I mainly want to see this tavern." Verac couldn't help himself, and simply admitted that the real purpose of the last visit was to investigate the tavern.

   "Investigate what needs to be so sneaky?"

   "Explore the details of this tavern and the Blood Knife Gang you established."

   "Then what did you poke out?"

  Villac said some information he knew: "...I have been choosing for a long time during this period, and in the end I still think that the Quinn's Tavern on Mandolin Street is the most suitable, so I came to you again."

   "Then how much do you want to pay?" Boss Xin asked with a half-smile.

"I know that you are a straight-forward person, so I won't make any detours. After my investigation, I decided to give a sincere price of seven million gallons to buy the Quinn Tavern." Verac's price is not groundless, but a base Ting really studied the value of the tavern, and they added a little more money to it.

"The price is quite high, and you are really sincere." Boss Xin, who regards money as his life, said so, but did not show any surprise expression, "I just have a question, do you want to buy this tavern? what?"

   "Is that important?"

  Boss Xin snorted: "Of course it's important. I don't know anything about you. You're going to pay seven million luns to buy my tavern. I need to know your plan."

"I think as long as I can give a satisfactory price, this matter can be easily resolved." Verak expected that Boss Xin would not be so easy to fool, so he said naturally and smoothly, "But since you want to know, I can reveal One point, I bought this tavern because I thought the Dunman Civil War was over and the economy was about to take off, so doing business here would be promising in the future.”

   "Want to do business in Dunman, and then fell in love with our small tavern?" Boss Xin laughed with the people around him, making it clear that he didn't believe Verak's rhetoric.

   "Of course it's not just your tavern, we will do a lot of business layout in the future." Verak remained calm.

   "We? Who is behind you?" Boss Xin grasped the words.

  Villac moved the Thomas family out: "Thomas family. We have been involved in many industries in Brexi, and now we have taken a fancy to Dunman, who has great potential."

   "I haven't heard of it." Boss Xin dismissed it, threw the cards in his hand, took a sip from the wine glass, "Seven million gallons is too low."

   "You know very well that this price is very appropriate."

   "Ten million luns." Boss Xin raised his index finger, "If you are willing to pay 10 million luns, we will sell it."

  Verak didn't agree immediately.

  He agreed so easily to Boss Xin's unreasonable request, which only increased his doubts about himself: "Ten million gallons is impossible."

   "Then there's nothing to talk about." Boss Xin told his subordinates to shuffle the cards and play again.

   "Up to 7.5 million." Verak made some concessions.

   "Ten million." Boss Xin bit tightly.

Verac smiled wryly, and glanced at Willow, who pretended not to hear, and was tidying up the wine cabinet silently: "I have given my utmost sincerity, if you still think it is not enough, then this matter It's a pity."

   "Walk slowly and don't send."

   "Okay." Verak stood up and walked slowly towards the door.

  He roughly confirmed that Boss Xin and Willow knew the existence of gold, otherwise they would not be indifferent to the price of 7.5 million gallons, which was significantly higher than the market price.

   But this still needs final confirmation.

   "Ten million gallons is fine."

  Verak walked to the door and saw that Boss Xin hadn't stopped him, so he agreed to the price offered by the other party.

   "Twenty million gallons."

  Boss Xin unhurriedly doubled the price again.

  Verak turned around: "You don't even want to sell Quinn's Tavern, do you?"

   "I'll sell it if you offer 20 million luns." Boss Xin concentrated on playing cards with his subordinates.

   "Twenty million gallons is impossible." Verac rejected this unreasonable request.

   "Then there is nothing to talk about."

   There was another burst of laughter.

  Verak didn't have high expectations for the unfeasible plan to buy the Quinn Tavern, otherwise he wouldn't have put so much effort into the backup plan. Seeing that the master's plan was not working, he cut straight to the point and said, "It seems that you also know about that."

   "What matter?" Boss Xin never looked at Verak.

   "Do you really want me to say it in front of so many people?" Verak strode back.

   Boss Xin felt disappointed. He threw away the cards he had just divided, and got up and walked to a cubicle in the tavern: "Isn't it over if you say so earlier? Willow, come here too."

  Verak and Willow followed Boss Xin to the small airtight room.

   "I have a question." Boss Xin sat down and said, "How do you know?"

   "That's not important. What's important is that since you know it exists, how should we distribute it next." Verak began to take the initiative.

  Willow finally intervened, and rarely asked, "Who are you from?"

"It doesn't matter. You just need to know that not only you but also I know about this matter. If you don't agree to cooperate, then everyone will lose money. We will choose to disclose the secret to the public. When so many forces know it, they will What are the consequences?" Verac chose not to introduce the information of the Sea Rat Gang at the last moment, and continued to retain the sense of mystery and room for mediation.

   "Are you from the Sea Rat Gang?" Willow was the first to think of the organization of the Ribresi in Old South York.

   "He is not from the Sea Rat Gang." Boss Xin took the lead in denying this possibility, "It is impossible for the Sea Rat Gang to know about this, and even if they knew, it is impossible to come here at this time."

  Verak didn't make a statement, allowing the two to speculate wildly.

   "You are not from the Brexi government, otherwise you don't need to spend so much trouble, just get rid of us." Boss Xin's eyes were burning, "Then Brexi—"

   "Okay, there's no point in exploring this, let's talk about how to distribute it." Verac didn't bother to wait for them to guess.

   "Are you from Daymans Prison?" Boss Xin didn't do what Verak said, and continued to ask about Verak's background.

   "Is this very important? No matter which side I am on, should I talk or not? If you don't want a win-win situation, do you want everyone to return empty-handed?" Verak asked.

   Boss Xin let out a long breath and lit a cigarette: "Keating...is he dead?"

  Verak's pupils shrunk: "Keeting? Who is that?"

   "You don't need to be stupid, you must know about this." Boss Xin took a deep breath of a cigarette, looking a little lost, "Tell me whether Keating is dead or alive."

   "What if he's dead? What if he's alive?" Verak refused to reveal the truth first.

   "Answer me, is he dead?" Boss Xin said in a low voice, "Since you are not the only one who knows the secret, if you don't tell me, I will kill you immediately and wait for the next person to answer my question."

   "Dead." Verak revealed false information.

   Boss Xin and Willow's momentum was a little sluggish for a moment.

  Verak saw their slight changes in his eyes.

   "Then our perseverance is meaningless." Willow smiled bleakly.

   "Well..." Boss Xin raised his head, "Keating, this trash..."

   "Persevere? What do you mean?" Verak couldn't understand what the two were lamenting.

   "It's nothing, everyone is dead, so let's talk about how to divide it." Old Xin said.

  Willow wants to do something to block: "Sin—"

   "As far as humanity is concerned, there is no need to keep this secret for Wilson." Boss Xin knew very well that Verak would have nothing to fear if he dared to come. He couldn't imagine what they would face if they refused to cooperate with the other party at this time.

   "Wait a minute." The more Verac listened, the more suspicious he became, "I answered your questions, so please answer a few of my questions. As far as I know, only Wilson knows this secret. When did you find out?"

  Willow said: "My father told me and Boss Xin a year ago before his death."

   "I told you a year ago, why didn't you take these things and leave? You still have to stay here."

   "My father asked us to wait for him until Mr. Keating came back to pick up the things."

  The development of the matter did not go according to Verak's expectations. He found that there seemed to be some misunderstanding: "Boss Ke Xin regards money as his life, how could he just watch these things belong to others?"

"Oh." Boss Xin smiled contemptuously, dissatisfied with Verak's contempt for him, "I saved Wilson's life, and Wilson saved mine. Since he entrusted me, no matter how much money, I will keep my promise to help He finished it. It's just... Now that Keating is dead, these things can't wait for him to come and get them, and I can help Willow try to keep some of them as much as possible."

   "So... after Mr. Wilson passed away, you are still keeping things on his behalf, waiting for Keating to come?" Veraker sorted out the truth of the matter.

   "So what? It's meaningless to say these things, let's talk about how to divide them." Boss Xin suffocated in his heart.

  In the past year, after learning of the existence of gold, his heart has not been shaken. Neither he nor Wilson knew whether Keating was still alive, so they didn't know whether it was worth keeping the gold in place.

  Looking at it now, it is not worth it.

   Instead of waiting for Keating, he ushered in an unexpected guest.

  Knowing this, he would leave Dunman with Willow and Gold without hesitation, and go to any place to secretly live a rich life.

   "Hehe..." Verak laughed to himself.

He never expected that Mr. Keating regards money as life, and Boss Xin, who learned that the existence of gold will definitely take it for himself, made a completely different choice, guarding the gold with Willow, and continuing the mission Wilson entrusted to them The agreement in hand, waiting for Keating to arrive.

   It seems that Keating still has a big misunderstanding of Xin.

   "What are you laughing at?" Boss Xin was puzzled.

   "It's a misunderstanding." Verac couldn't laugh or cry, "Come with me, and I will tell you the truth."

  (end of this chapter)

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