old dream

Chapter 62 Chaos
The leaders who depended on Luca seemed to have no intention of intervening in the bootleg wine market.It's also possible that they haven't realized the huge profits that may lie behind bootlegging, so most of them are quick to accept this fact.

The people in the office gradually dispersed, and Luca seemed to realize that Colin was coming. After greeting him as usual, he said with a smile:
"Fortunately, I didn't talk about it a few days ago. Who knows? Before the meeting, I thought a few old guys would not let this cake go."

Luca thought that Colin had nothing to do with this matter, so he just said these words in a joking tone.What he didn't know was that Colin had secretly hoarded a lot of bootleg wine.

So at this time, Colin could only smile bitterly in his heart. He had been preparing for the adventure two years ago, betting almost everything on the prohibition.It turned out that these gang members were more conservative and restrained than themselves.

Over the years, he has worked hard to establish a relationship with the five hands, and even joined the Cestalo family a few days ago, fully thinking that this is a foreseeable layout.In the end, he put himself under the ban of Don Marizio, completely shooting himself in the foot.

But Colin also believed that among the five hands in a similar embarrassing situation, he was not the only one.

There must be some people with more flexible brains, who have already gotten some wine more or less.Most of the drunken car robbery cases in the past few days have not been solved, and it is not necessarily that there are no five-handed people secretly participating.

Blocking people's wealth is like killing one's parents. As a loose alliance, does the five hands really have enough appeal to restrain all the leaders?

"It is understandable not to intervene in the bootleg trade on a large scale for the time being." Colin said:

"But simply giving up all attempts, and even banning everyone, would it be the other extreme?"

While listening to Colin's words, Luca walked to the window sill, pulled up the simple and shabby shutters, and opened the glass to allow the thick second-hand smoke in the room to dissipate.

Luca closed his eyes and took a deep breath:

"Did you smell it?"

Colin also walked to the window. The Seber River was not far from his sight. Because it was located upstream, the industrial pollution was not serious, but there was a faint smell of alcohol in the air.

If you look closely, you can see that there are many police detectives in black boots dumping huge wine barrels by the river.The wine sales operation has been going on for almost a month, and tons of wine are dumped into the river every day, so the air in this area is always filled with the sweet aroma of wine.

"Anyone with a little brain can see the profits that this farce may bring." Luca said:

"In the beginning, Marizio did not intend to ban everyone from participating in the bootleg business, he just said that it is not recommended to invest too much. This decision was requested by other patriarchs."

"why?"

Although he still asked this question, Colin already had a clear understanding in his heart and just wanted to hear Luca's answer.

"It's actually not difficult to understand."

Luca stared at the detectives in the distance and said:

"For the sake of 'fair competition', no one is allowed to run ahead. If someone tastes the sweetness first, it will form an advantage over the other companies. If the atmosphere of competition is cultivated, it will be difficult for everyone to stay on the sidelines. ."

"So either everyone enters together, or no one is allowed to touch."

When the patriarchal meeting makes any decision, the first consideration is the division of interests and checks and balances among several families, but when faced with such a major matter that is enough to change the original power pattern, these concerns make its thinking extraordinarily rigid.

Like crabs in a cage pulling each other's hind legs to prevent either side from gaining the upper hand first.

"Isn't it going to hand over to others?" Colin asked inexplicably.

The cake is there, and if you're timid, someone else will naturally pick it up.

"Nothing was actually let out."

Luca said while wiping the smoke marks on his fingertips:

"After all, this is Southstadt, and no one can make money without our participation."

"If you still want to get involved in this business now, just follow my advice: wait."

"It's just the first half of the year. Everything will be clear by then. I don't think you're the kind of impatient and brainless person."

But for Colin, half a year later, everything was over.

Moonshine is indeed a troublesome business in itself, no more than a small medicine.A bottle of wine is too big and bulky to be traded secretly. I am afraid that it needs a fixed place and a large number of customers. It is impossible to hide it. It is like shitting on the authorities in name.

If it wasn't for the history of the previous life to learn from, I am afraid that Ke Lin would be like the patriarchs at this time, disgusting the trouble that this business might bring.

Think rationally, if the newly formed Prohibition Bureau and the police detectives weren't thoroughly corrupt, how could they not have been able to find out about these near-total public illegal businesses?Almost all of these people must be bought and managed to make money through bootlegging.

"Do you know who is messing with this now?" Luca said lightly.

This market does not yet have any reliable channels, so it seems rather mysterious.Colin had little contact with him, and could only hear, like ordinary citizens, in the news what had happened between the bootleggers for weeks.

And Luka has his own eyes and ears, and the source is much wider than Colin.

"I know some of those people. None of them are reliable people. Even if they want to join the Five Hands, no family dares to take them in." Luca said:

"Not only are they marginal to society, but even to us they are scum, scum of scum. Bastards who are willing to sell their family for money."

"Let me tell you how virtuous the 'bootleg market' is now: there is already a little bit of organization between them, but it's like a sieve that leaks from all sides, because at any time someone will sell the news of their companions. Whose wine Where is it hidden, when the wine cart is going to enter and leave Stade, these news are flying around between them. Can you believe it? The wine cart that has been able to enter and leave Stade smoothly for the past two weeks, not even a single one . These people just want to make a fortune and escape abroad."

"It's clear that the wind is leaking everywhere, but there is fog everywhere. The most well-informed intermediary that sells stolen goods in the past can't tell what these robbers did the day before, so now they don't even touch bootleg alcohol. It's a job. A small character who was not well-known before, inexplicably had his own speakeasy, but when an acquaintance went to seek refuge with him, he found that the owner of the bar had already changed, and the old owner's body was placed like that. In the back kitchen, they don't even know how to deal with corpses."

"With such a mess, who will profit from letting it go? If it was you, would you like to work with these people to make money?"

Luca said to Colin seemingly unintentionally:

"Even without Marizio's ban, a smart person wouldn't touch bootleg at this time, understand?"

(End of this chapter)