I, Citi Police Chief, pay money

Such a large quantity is not produced by your company, how could they buy so many weapons.

And the most important reason is that now is the time of economic crisis, even if it has not yet reached the most serious level, however, except for the weapons that must be handed over to the army are still in production, the other redundant production lines are basically They all stopped, Chris would rather keep the workers in vain than sell weapons.

If you sell one shot, you will lose the raw material money of one shot, even the cheap Sten submachine gun is no exception.

Chris's words were very decisive, however, Haruta continued to hesitate.

"However, let me ask the price of those Irishmen, and I think it is very suitable..."

"Oh, what price did they give to make you so hesitant." Chris lowered his head and continued to deal with the paperwork at hand while talking nonchalantly.

Chris has already made up his mind, and he is not going to do this business with the Irish to the pound.

After Chuntian heard the words, she sneaked around and looked around. In this private space with only two people, she still made these movements subconsciously. Afterwards, she put her head next to Christine's ear and said softly talk.

"Ah, what did you say, say it again?" Chris raised his head suddenly, looking at Chuntian's pretty face less than twenty centimeters away in front of him in astonishment.

"Are they going to use gold to pay for the weapons?"

With a red face, Haruta nodded vigorously.

"Hiss..." Chris gasped.

"If it is this amount of gold, then this business is not impossible, but how to do it, we should think about it, and, have you seen the gold? Don't wait for our weapons to be taken out, those Irish The gold of men cannot be given to us."

"I have sent my confidants to verify that the Irishmen do have the gold, and they intend to pay for it and deliver it."

Chapter 194: Chapter 180 Nine Risk Avoidance

It is not easy to do business with the Irish. These people obviously want to do big business. If Chris is straightforward, he will sell weapons to them.

Then afterwards, when the British came to cause trouble, even if the US government wanted to cover up, they could do nothing if the evidence was solid... At the same time, even a company that would lose its deal and be caught by others would not be able to do anything. means incompetent.

Enterprises without capabilities are a big piece of fat in the United States, and fat is for food, not protection.

In order to protect the Jagged Manufacturing Company, Chris thought hard all night and came up with a lot of plans. When he got up the next day, he found Springfield and asked her to notify the Irishmen so that she could spread the word.

"Now I give the Irish two options. First, they set up a trading company, or buy one. Anyway, there are a lot of such bankrupt companies in the United States, and then Jagged Works will make a deal with this American company. After the completion, Iron Blood Manufacturing has no control over what the trading company will use the weapons for."

Chris said, paused to give Haruta a moment to think, and then he continued.

"Secondly, Iron Blood Manufacturing will produce a large number of Sten submachine guns, Springfield rifles, and incendiary grenades because of the army's orders, but because the Army currently has no extra funds to pay for the order, this batch of arms is still in the Iron Blood On a certain wharf warehouse in the factory, waiting for the army to pick it up, and later..."

Chris didn't say the latter, but Chuntian understood.

The warehouse is at the wharf for the convenience of transportation, and because of the special environment, the company hires only two or three warehouse security guards in order to save money, which is normal, right?

As for the final question, how to get the army's order... It's not difficult, anyway, it's just to let the people in the army's weapons procurement department send a purchase intention telegram, and there is no need to prepare contracts and real money, just one without A telegram of inquiry with legal force, considering the contacts of the Springfield family, this is a trivial matter that is not worth mentioning.

Chuntian passed on the news, and soon, the Irish gave Chuntian a reply... They chose the latter. In addition, these Irishmen also planned to give a sum of British pounds to hire some military instructors to go to Ireland.

Chris got Chuntian to agree, and he planned to send [-] players to Ireland as instructors in the form of missions... Of course, these military instructors must have the most basic military knowledge, and if they don’t have it, they will receive emergency military training. Get basic training on what can and cannot be taught to the Irish.

In addition, these instructors will not go to Ireland with the weapons, they will go to Ireland by their own means... No matter how the Irish transport their weapons, they will definitely be inseparable from sea transportation, and sea transportation is at sea It will definitely take a while.

With the player's temperament, how could they bear the idleness during this period of time, so Chris was already planning to send someone to Ireland by boat, intending to establish a stronghold there, and then "teleport" the player there with his body.

Only in this way can the players be brought to Ireland safely, not because they ran out of patience halfway and then committed suicide and returned to the United States. Otherwise, it would be very easy to frighten the fellow Irishmen.

The Irish were somewhat puzzled by the partner's opinion, but since this was the only existence willing to trade arms and provide military assistance, their only opinion was hidden and not brought up.

The matter was settled, and Chris got the factory started.

When the weapons were being produced, Chris also made second-hand preparations... During the production of the Sten submachine guns, the batch of submachine guns that were going to be delivered to the Irish improved the appearance of the submachine guns without affecting the performance and high cost. Minor changes were made.

This small change does not change the appearance of the Sten submachine gun, but it is slightly different from the original Sten submachine gun sold by Iron Blood Manufacturing Company. At a glance, the two will feel the same, but once you take a closer look, you will feel the same. Will suspect that these are two submachine guns.

In addition, the submachine guns delivered to the Irish had no production inscriptions, and the name of the production company engraved on the gun body had changed from Jagged Manufacturing to Black Blood Manufacturing.

The Black Blood Manufacturing Company exists, and it was registered by a daring player. The weapons it produces are all pirated weapons of the Iron Blood Manufacturing Company, including the Sten submachine gun and the Thompson submachine gun.

When Chris found out what this daring player had done, the black-blooded company was confiscated by the dealer as a matter of course, and now, he discovered the meaning of the existence of the black-blooded company... a scapegoat.

The Sten submachine guns have been processed, not to mention the Springfield rifles... Chris directly asked someone to produce the original Mauser rifles. Anyway, they have the production copyright. It is obviously a reasonable thing to engrave your Mauser company's inscription on it.

As for the final incendiary grenade, there is no need to change it, because this thing is not a rare thing. After Iron Blood Industry launched it, it did not sell a few of them. It is not well-known in the outside world. The inscription, the British will be a ghost if they can find out the manufacturer of the grenade.

After some changes, the workshop of Iron Blood Manufacturing Company was put into vigorous production.

Because this is a rare production activity in the company, the workers who were raised by the company for nothing, fearing that their iron-blooded factory would suddenly announce layoffs, were very happy and actively invested in production with extremely high production.

Because of the high enthusiasm of the workers for production, and Iron Blood Manufacturing is now considered a big company, and Chris asked Springfield to take advantage of the economic crisis to annex some weapon companies and factories that were on the verge of bankruptcy. Therefore, the production capacity of Iron Blood Manufacturing is not bad now. , if we work at full capacity, we can produce the goods that the Irish need in half a month.

The only thing Iron Blood Manufacturing needs to worry about now is the shortage of raw materials for production...Because of the economic crisis, many steel factories would rather hoard the output of steelmaking furnaces that cannot be shut down than sell them cheaply.

There was no way, Chris could only spend real money to buy a small steel factory and some high-quality iron ore factories, and then added money to the food to let the original factory workers work overtime. Finally, after a month and a half, the Irish needed Weapons are produced.

Then, just as Chris was happily preparing to deliver the goods, Springfield came running to deliver the bad news.

"Oops, Chris, our client is gone!"

"what?"

Chapter 195: Chapter 190 I Found You

"Snapped"

"Can you tell me?"

"Crack... ah ah ah..."

"Speak or not!"

"Pooh!"

Polka wiped the bloody spittle off his face with his hands, and stared at the old, thin and small man crucified on the cross with an ugly face. He described himself as an English gentleman by this dirty and disreputable Enraged by the humiliation, he subconsciously raised his wand to kill the captive with deadly magic.

However, just when Polka wanted to do this, a hand reached out and grabbed Polka's wrist, stopping his impulse.

"Pay attention, Polka, among the captives we captured, the last one is still alive, and it is extremely possible that only this bastard knows the whereabouts of the gold. If he is dead, how will we find the gold that belongs to the British Empire." The man next to him reminded.

Polka who was reminded instantly woke up.

"Damn it, this Irish bastard is pissing me off, he wants to kill me, and I almost let him do it."

During 1919, two big things happened in England, the first thing is widely known, that is the Irish colony conquered by the British Empire government, it again broke out because of some "little things" uprising, a mob claiming to be the Irish Volunteer Army everywhere The attack has caused the English government to suffer, and it has tried its best to suppress them.

In addition to this big event, the second thing that only a few people know is that the British Empire dug out a large pile from its own land...under an ancient temple in India, which is enough for the British Empire government. Send out a small fleet of battleships to covertly transport gold.

As a result, after the batch of gold was transported back to the British mainland, the British government was shocked to find that the quantity of this batch of gold did not match, and one-third of it was fake gold, that is to say, one-third of the gold disappeared.

This is not bad, this is the gold that can be secretly escorted by a fleet. It suddenly lost one-third, and the commander who led the fleet at that time was thrown into prison, and all sailors were strictly controlled. Interrogation and investigation.

However, the results of the investigation and interrogation showed that the disappearance of Jin had nothing to do with the fleet commander and sailors.

That's okay, since the things were not done by the fleet's guards and thieves, it must be unnatural forces that were able to take away a large amount of gold without anyone noticing under the protection of a fleet.

With the support of such an idea, the British Prime Minister quickly found the Queen and asked for help from the British royal family's magic advisors.

The Queen of England, who has been closely following the disappearance of gold, agreed without much hesitation.

Soon, an investigation team composed of three magic consultants started their work, and the magic consultants were worthy of the British royal family's enshrining them for generations, and they quickly found the culprit who caused the disappearance of gold.

"It's leprechauns, Irish leprechauns!" Polka said in front of the Queen and Prime Minister.

"It's the leprechauns who like to wear cuckolds who use their goblin tricks to confuse the minds of the sailors of the battleship, causing them to turn a blind eye to the actions of the leprechauns. At the same time, the fake gold that replaces the real gold is also the unique ability of the leprechauns. .”

Now that the culprit has been found, it is inevitable to arrest the criminal as soon as possible and recover the gold by the way. Since the magic consultant is so capable, it is logical for them to do this matter.

And Polka also accepted this task with full confidence. He thought that he would soon arrest those daring Irish bastard elves... and take away part of the gold that had been "spent" by the leprechauns.

In the process of doing things, there is some wear and tear, which is obviously a reasonable thing.

However, Polka did not expect that this easy task, which he expected, would delay him for a year and a half. The nature of my hometown, instead of staying in Ireland honestly, started running around.

Leprechauns went to France, to Germany, to Ottomans, and finally to the Magic Desert... America.

During this process, the three magic consultants who desperately chased after the group of leprechauns really lost their legs.

This group of Irish bastards not only ran, but also ran separately, and then ran, and then suddenly gathered together, and then they separated and ran around before Polka and the other two magic advisors could catch up. Hunted by people, there is no way to catch them completely every time, only one or two Irish leprechauns can be caught at a time.

After catching them, Polka tried every means to pry their mouths open, and found that although these leprechauns were the culprits of the gold robbery, none of the leprechauns caught by the magic consultants were important people. Steal gold, but don't know where it is.

This made Polka very angry. Knowing that the three of them persevered in hunting, they finally found the leader of the leprechauns in New York, USA, and then Polka couldn't wait to launch a surprise attack on the leader of the leprechauns, and will guard the Irish around him. After killing all the melons, he was caught.

After Polka thought it through, he took a few deep breaths, adjusted his emotions, raised the wand in his hand again, and pointed the slightly shining tip at the leprechaun on the cross.

"Speak, tell me the whereabouts of the gold, otherwise, I will release it on you with the "cramping bone" magic that I have never used before."

"Hmph..." The little leprechaun crucified on the cross snorted weakly, without even raising his head, he conveyed his contempt.

"Okay, you asked for it yourself, "cramping bones"!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah…"

Just as Polka was torturing his captives with cruel magic, outside the former's hiding place, a group of heavily armed and ferocious militants were quietly surrounding the building.

"My client is inside?" Chris looked suspiciously at the ordinary residential building in front of him, with some doubts.

"Yes, it's inside." Qi Le, the leader of the Ax Gang, said while patting his chest.

"My people saw three strangely dressed men entering and exiting this abandoned residential building, but for some reason, when my people sneaked in to investigate, they didn't find any signs. There should be some kind of secret room inside."

"The secret room?" Chris once again looked at the dilapidated houses with suspicion, and he turned to look at the new forensic doctor behind him.

"Working."

"okay."

Chapter 196: Chapter 190

When Chris received the news of the disappearance of the Irish guest, he immediately led his team to the Irishman's place in Hell's Kitchen. Looking at the neat room furniture, and the emptiness, there was no clothes. Chris's first reaction was that these Irishmen ran away.

"Those swindlers from Ireland have run away...I'm going to catch them back and cramp!".

"Director, I feel something is wrong." At this moment, not long after joining the [-]th division, the inexperienced forensic doctor Simon came over, put his mouth next to Chris's ear, and whispered in a volume that no one else could hear.

"Although there is no problem on the surface, there are traces of spellcasting in the dark. I'm afraid... the Irish who lived here before did a lot of bad things, and after the murderer was done, he used magic to restore everything back."

Simon's explanation made Chris quickly understand that he had misunderstood, but he still had some doubts...

"What kind of magic can be so convenient and help with housekeeping?"

"In fact, most mages can't use magic to directly achieve this goal, but just as far as I know, the blood warlocks in England have such abilities."

"Eh... um?" As soon as he heard the Englishman, Chris immediately had a new speculation, and immediately turned around and mobilized his energy to search for clues about the disappearance of the Irishman.

As the uncrowned king of Hell's Kitchen, Chris possesses energy beyond the imagination of others. Under his will, nearby residents soon reported that on the night before these Irishmen disappeared, there were three strangely dressed people nearby. Robed men hovered nearby.

unknown person?

This must be the goal. After confirming the goal, Chris immediately asked all the gangsters in Hell's Kitchen to look for these three men, and then it was only a day. Now the Ax Gang, which has a certain face in the Chinese circle in New York, is in a Chinese Under the report of the workers, the abandoned house where the three people haunted was found.

In order to express their loyalty, the Ax Gang formed a commando even before Chris arrived, and attacked the abandoned house, but found nothing. And soot, not to mention the three unidentified men and those missing Irishmen.

Now, after listening to Qi Le's description, Chris, who led the team, is even more sure that there is indeed something wrong with it... You said that it is full of spider webs and dust, so there must be something wrong and tricky, because in New York , there is no abandoned house full of homeless people and piles of garbage.

At this time, Simon also walked around the abandoned house and came back. As soon as he returned to Chris, he spoke affirmatively.

"Boss, I'm sure that the missing Irishmen and English warlocks are inside, but this house has been casted with the unique illusion magic of English warlocks. I can't break the magic for a while, and I can't find the people inside. Where is the specific location? After all, I am just a Necromancer, I am good at playing with negative energy and corpses, but I am not good at illusion, but..."

"Stop talking nonsense." Chris waved his hand to tell Simon to continue talking, don't be too close.

"However, I don't need to destroy the illusion. I can also deal with the three English warlocks inside, but I need more magic power. After all, I am just a low-level mage."

Chris glanced at Simon. He knew exactly what kind of intestines were in the latter's stomach, but Chris still complied with Simon's request. He reached out from the inside of the police coat and took out a bottle of blue potion and threw it at Simon. Simon took it, and the latter took it over, and then drank it on the spot happily.

The magic potion researched by Chris is given to players and ordinary people to drink. It can only make them have magic power temporarily. Drinking it to Simon who has magic power can amplify his total magic power in a short time. This magical effect is indeed true. It's that Chris can't figure it out.

After drinking the potion, Simon pressed his hand on the wall in front of the abandoned house, began to send light gray negative energy into it, and started his own spellcasting.

Simon didn't doubt whether Chris could deal with the three English warlocks inside, not to mention that when the two sides met for the first time, the undisguised magic power fluctuations on the latter could not be faked, and secondly, among the group of policemen behind, the four with The murderous man with a big killer also made Simon feel terrified... Those four identical magic guns must be standard weapons, definitely standard weapons, right?

Therefore, this time, Simon took it as a test for Chris to himself. He worked very hard and gave full play to what he had learned all his life.

At the same time, the three Polkas in the abandoned house were still "practicing" magic around the Irish leprechaun. Because they were too focused and confident in the magic they applied to the house, the three of them didn't notice the magic on the floor. Slowly emerging gray mist.

The little leprechaun who was crucified and tortured saw it, but he continued to howl calmly, without even looking at the ground. The three people who were torturing the little leprechaun continued like this until the fog on the floor It was rich enough, and slowly gathered under the feet of the three people, and then squeezed into a ball, turning into three fists and slamming upwards.

"Puff puff puff..." At the same time as three consecutive physical collisions sounded, the three Polkas also widened their eyes, covered their crotches with their hands, clamped their legs, bent down and fell to the floor.

"It's done, the illusion has been broken, but inside..." Simon turned and shouted excitedly and somewhat weakly.