big devil holmes

Chapter 85
Crawford Cash Turnover Company.

This might not be a reputable debt agency in downtown.

It is located opposite the Alton Hotel in Hami, occupying the first to third floors of the office building, with a laundry on the left and the entrance of an apartment building on the right.

It doesn't look like a mountain or leak water, and there aren't even a few standard carriages parked at the door. Compared with those large-scale loan companies that can easily dictate to the Bank of London, this one is really nothing.

However, sensible people know that the number of floors of an office building never represents the strength of the company, and its reputation never represents the strength of a certain force.

Because what most people see only means that they deserve to see this level.

For example, this small company with only three floors. In fact, under its banner, there are 8 economic industries registered with different agents, 15 hotels, more than 20 horse-drawn carriage rental stations, and more than [-] mobile gambling companies in various regions. Zhuang, and more than [-] street girls.

The money earned by these industries will be remitted to dozens of empty accounts through various channels once every six months. No one knows that all these accounts belong to Crawford Capital Turnover Company, so even if it is the above If there is a problem in a certain industry, it will never be implicated in its main body. Even if it is seized by the government, it only needs to push out the legal person, stay quiet for a few months, and then change the name of the company to continue operating.

This is the proper use of the law
At this time, Sherlock was sitting in the living room on the first floor of this economic turnaround company. The beautiful waiter brought him a cup of tea and smiled at him in a stately manner.

This kind of indistinct show of favor can greatly win the favor of customers.

"Then Mr. Sherlock, may I ask what you need from our company?" The man sitting across from him was wearing a neat suit and his hair was well-groomed. Whether it was his sitting posture or his conversation, it could be seen that he had rich reception experience.

"What is your position in the company?"

"Oh, sorry for not introducing myself, I am a financial approver and my name is"

The person spoke very politely, but the words did not fall.

"You are not good enough, please help me call someone with a higher level than you, the top person in charge here, or the boss behind this company." Sherlock said leisurely.

"What...?" The man froze for a moment, casting a puzzled look.

Sherlock lit a cigarette: "Believe me, this deal is bigger than you think, so find someone with a high enough seat, this will save me a lot of trouble for you and me."

He spoke very sincerely. The person in front of him looked him up and down. He had been in this business for a long time. He knew that he couldn’t judge a person’s wallet based on his dressing taste alone, so he hesitated for a moment, as if he was making a series of Struggling in his heart, he finally nodded.

"Please wait."

After speaking, he left.
And 5 minutes later, a middle-aged man in looser clothes walked into the living room. He also came in together with the financial examiner and three guys who looked like bodyguards.

The leading middle-aged man saw Sherlock, smiled and sat opposite him, and crossed his legs.

"Hello, sir." His tone was still polite, but he was a little careless, and he didn't even remember Sherlock's name: "It's late now, let's get straight to the point. It's right, we can finalize all the procedures within half an hour for matters below [-] pounds, please try to be as fast as possible, I have an appointment in a while."

One hundred thousand pounds is indeed not a small amount in the lower city, so his words are full of self-confidence.

Sherlock didn't need to observe or reason to confirm that the other party was indeed a person who could talk. Then he turned his head and looked at the bodyguards standing by the door and the slightly raised outline of the pistol in his coat. Nodding with satisfaction:

"Okay, I will try my best to speed up, so in order to finish things sooner, can you tell me where you locked up those who didn't pay off their debts in time?"

".?"

The middle-aged man on the opposite side was obviously stunned for a moment, and then began to look at Sherlock with a pair of puzzled eyes.

Of course, this doubt was not because he didn't understand what the other party said, on the contrary, he understood what the other party was going to do in an instant.

It's just that I don't understand, this guy is only himself, why did he dare to say this to himself blatantly?

Moreover, he doesn't look like the kind of desperado who doesn't have a brain. After all, he doesn't look like he has a gun on his body, but he doesn't look like he is going to redeem someone, because he doesn't even have a suitcase for money. .

"Actually, you don't have to look at me like this. I can find it myself. I just want you to tell me yourself and take me there yourself. There must be a witness for this kind of thing, otherwise everyone won't even mention what mistakes they made. Qing, if you don’t know why you died, then uh, I’m not relieved.”

"Ah--"

The middle-aged man chuckled and shook his head. He obviously didn't care about what the other person said, but just expressed helplessness and ridiculousness to him, and then he got up and was about to leave.

As long as this kind of idiot is handed over to the people under him, it will be fine.

But the next second!
Just listen to the crisp sound of 'click'!
He just felt that everything in front of him suddenly flew upwards, whether it was the door, the tables and chairs, or the paintings on the wall, they were all raised by half a meter in an instant, and then swept sideways!

The middle-aged man was very dazed, and subconsciously looked towards his lower limbs. Immediately afterwards, he saw a section of calf twisted at a strange angle! !

"what--"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..."

A moment of severe pain hit his head, and the middle-aged man fell to the ground miserably at this time, one leg was bent forward at 90 degrees from the knee, and a broken bone poked out of the pants, white flowers, blood glistening.

Of course, this is not over, because the guy in the long windbreaker stood in front of him, and his face seemed to show a wave of impatience, and then...he kicked directly at the place where his bones were broken, taking advantage of the situation With a crush, at the same time one hand grabbed the ankle and began to pull it out! ! !

Yes, it's bullshit! !
It's like pulling a handful of yellow but tough weeds out of the ground!Together with the crushed bones, everything was torn apart!break!

This was supposed to be a bloody scene that took a long time, but in front of the huge force, all the movements and sounds were compressed into an instant, and only a complex and huge syllable of "Bang!" Linlin's calf was ripped off abruptly, which looked extraordinarily weird and shocking! ! !
(End of this chapter)