chapter148

"Mr. Rum."

"I'm glad to see you, my friend."

Milner stood up with a smile, spread his arms to face the door.

The young man next to the door walked towards the private room with great strides, his smile on his face was equally friendly, but his eyes fell straight on the sofa. His dark eyes were clearly shining under the warm yellow lights, but they were shockingly greedy.

The two of them shook hands with each other, like old friends they hadn't seen for many years, greeting each other.

Rum's mouth was clearly sharp in its torn open, but Milner's smile was extremely kind. Although he could not be called a silly person, no one can see him, it is hard to imagine that he would be a Detroit partner.

One of the people in power.

"I heard that you brought a good product that could shake the Detroit industry chain." Milner automatically ignored the "069" that Rum blurted out at first, and took Rum back to the sofa.

Rum sat on the single sofa next to him.

"Yes, Mr. Milner." The young man folded his hands and glanced at Kamu who was not moving.

"You may know that my team has no other talent - they only made some not bad results in synthesis."

He introduced this, but his pointed chin raised slightly without a trace. Anyone knew that this was not enough humility.

Milner folded his legs. His fingers, wearing expensive diamond rings, tapped the edge of the handrail.

He looked at the man obliquely, pondered for a while, and then slowly said, "Then why don't you introduce it?"

Rum smiled. From his chest pocket, he found a package of items wrapped in white paper.

The white paper was gradually spread out and placed on the glass table. Above was a splash of pink powder with a texture of ice crystals.

"My experimental team, temporarily named it 'Red Ice'. It has not started mass production yet. After all, it has just been born. Its main ingredients are acetone, lithium, toluene, hydrochloric acid, and some more special compounds.

…”

He carefully put on his gloves and carefully clamped the most eye-catching crystal with his tweezers. But even if it was the largest, it was a little larger than the pinhole.

"It's no exaggeration to say that such a small thing..." Rum shone the red ice under the lamp, looking enthusiastic: "As long as it dissolves in water, even if it is applied to the skin and waits for the pores to absorb it, it can be done.

Let that person fall for it for the rest of his life.”

The black-haired young man who had never made a sound on the sofa gradually lowered his lips and his eyes were cold.

"I guess Detroit is still selling large quantities of traditional products." Rum pushed the red powder forward.

"I like to speak with reality. You are the head of the Detroit partner, and I am willing to give it to you for free. You can try the power of this thing-"

Milner didn't say anything.

He held his chin with one hand and stared at the packet of red pink expressionlessly. After a while, he said, "I have never been willing to accept the kindness of others unilaterally. I am willing to buy this packet of 'red ice', you can open it

Price."

At this point, a strange smile appeared on Rum's face.

"This bag of things can be placed in Japan, and you can probably buy a double-storey villa with a garden in the best area of ​​Tokyo." He said, "but I think one bag alone is probably not enough."

"A truck of red ice." Rum made a gesture, "I would like to exchange them for the man sitting next to you."

Hitoshi Imaizumi finally looked directly at Rum opposite.

In the private room, I fell into dead silence for a moment.

"I don't know what this man has to do with you now." Rum stood up and said in a sincere tone: "If he is your forbidden body now, then I would like to apologize for my offense."

"I came from Japan thousands of miles away, just for this man." He raised his hand and pointed the black-haired young man.

"Is that true?" A sudden female voice suddenly resounded through the room.

The wooden door, which was opened at some point, made a creaking sound. It seemed that someone had walked in quietly not long ago.

The cold metal pressed against the back of Rum's head, and his pupils shrank several times in an instant.

The woman in a tight leather jacket stood behind him and let out a fierce sneer.

"But I came from Japan thousands of miles away, but it was for you, Rum—"

...

Yes.

Emily's death does have nothing to do with the Milner family. Most of the matters about the Milner family are all nonsense by Sharon Wyard.

"The assistant you put next to me has long been exposed, Rum."

Sharon Wyndard opened the safety plug, and the crisp sound of metal collision vibrated from the skull. Relying on solid sound, it was clearly captured by Rum.

Rum, who was standing there, was stunned for a moment, then raised his hands.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, Sharon. Seriously, I'm so glad to see you in Detroit. I think I should have a drink."

However, the woman only scoffed at these hypocritical words.

"You put Emily next to me and peek at my life all the time."

"So when the gentleman passed away briefly, she was already dead - I killed him with my own hands."

The blonde woman's green eyes seemed to melt away.

"Before that gentleman ‘dead’, he did divide everything he had into half. He transferred his wealth to me, but gave power to you-"

Her words followed: "But you shouldn't try to control me, even though I'm from the institute - you really underestimate me too much. If you're willing to keep your balance silently, then I think we We could have been together for several years without any trouble."

Rum tried to manipulate her, manipulate all the experimental subjects, and strengthen the organization step by step.

Everything has changed since the moment that gentleman "dead". The power that almost overrides all order still cannot satisfy him - he needs to get more.

But Sharon Wynyard is free.

Her life shouldn't have fallen in chemical agents, and other experimental subjects should have been like this.

She said in person: She came to Detroit to swear her sovereignty and announce her name.

"But you are destined not to be the kind of person who is content with the status quo." She still stood behind Rum, pointing the gun straight to the back of his head.

"If you don't die, I can't live safely."

Rum's expression was twisted in an instant.

He thought he understood something.

The reason why Sharon Wynyard took 069 first was to induce him to abroad step by step.

It is much easier to kill him in a foreign country than in Japan.

"You want to kill me?" Although the woman behind him could kill him instantly, he still sneered, as if he had heard something huge joke.

"Milner, sir—"

He gritted his teeth and called, but unfortunately the mafia leader in front of him was indifferent.

"I originally thought we could have a happy business." Rum took back his smile, leaving only a cold look.

"It seems that I was wrong, and this business can only end here."

Milner stood up slowly, and even had the leisure to tidy up his collar.

"Brother, if you came to me a few days earlier, maybe I would be on your side now." He shrugged, "It's a pity that I am a leader after all, and I have a reputation. I have to keep my word."

This scene is fully managed by Milner.

Sharon Wynyard has long reached a consensus on cooperation with Milner.

Izumisheng recalled what he said to him a few minutes ago -

[If there are any external forces who want to intervene - for example, if you do a business, and then ask Milner for some benefits, it will be the best choice.]

Yes.

So Sharon first approached Milner and "doed a business" with him. She had expected that when Rum came to Detroit, he would definitely visit Milner like her first.

As it turns out, Rum does appear in the bar.

It was like a grave built by Sharon Wyard for him step by step.

"Okay, my friends. I think my mission has been completed." Milner raised his hand and patted it leisurely for a few times, "It's time for me to leave. Your conflicts should be resolved by myself, but I never Know what happened in the private room.”

Before leaving, Milner gently grabbed Jin Quansheng's wrist and kissed him lightly.

"You are beautiful today, my dear little wild cat."

"If you have the chance, I hope you can have a drink with me willingly-"

After he finished speaking, he nodded to everyone and left.

"Ba" The wooden door of the private room closed again.

The only three of them were left in the house.

"Camu, come here." The blonde woman waved to Hitomizuki.

"You know I lied to you, and you know I'm using you."
To be continued...