That afternoon, Delya came back to explain the progress of the factory. It would take half a month to complete the arrangement and commissioning of the machine and start trial production. Due to the experience of learning from the Weberley factory, Delya said that there should be no major problems in half a month. During this period, she would also go to the Sanyuanse Group office to deal with steam transmission issues and sign related long-term cooperation agreements with the raw material manufacturers to ensure that after the production line is operated, a good cycle can be maintained from the beginning.

It also shows the obstacles that will arise in the future. The most important thing is the three railway lines for transporting goods out of the country. Delya asked the price and calculated together with the price of weapons sold on Waters, the profit was only about one-fifth of that in the empire. This is a problem that needs to be solved as soon as possible. Of course, if you follow the route of the original transportation export, the profit would rise a little, but not much. Anyone with these routes in the empire seems to have a huge appetite.

Delya and the others could solve other problems themselves, and Cassia didn't pay much attention to it.

"If you want to have the power to use those three railway lines, you either integrate into the management circle of the Tusini region, or become the invisible controller here by yourself." When Delya left, Cassia thought to herself. The factory on Waters was still in the development stage, and the production quantity could only be supplied to the King of the Kingdom of Chil, and there were also the amount of continuous transportation in the area around Manoma.

Moreover, the profits gained in the Kingdom of Chil were not very high. When I entered the Kingdom of Chil and successfully seized part of the arms business market, I also relied on low prices and quality and level lines higher than my peers. Using the technology of Weberley's arms company, I probably earned all the technical expenses.

Cassia knew that she must gather a large amount of funds in a short period of time, and that the subsequent plans and prospects could be implemented. A small airship can reach a price of ten to twenty billion sacred coins, and it is still commercial. In the future, if you want to deter others in firepower, you must earn enough money in a short period of time to buy a commercial airship and its transformation. The time you give yourself is two years, and you can have an attack formation composed of small and medium-sized airships, and the personnel configuration and training must also be kept up.

When he left the temporary residence and started to deal with the obstacles, he was a week after Cassia served. Cassia rushed to the building of the Imperial Administration on Monday morning, and the front desk was still a woman who was not awake. After asking, he learned that there was indeed nothing last week, Cassia drove around the city center of Tussini according to the map, recorded the specific terrain, and then returned to the temporary residence. She changed her outfit and became a very ordinary middle-aged man. Then, with her backpack, she looked like a person who had just lost his job, went to the vicinity of Novis' residence to start exploring.

This work lasted for a week, and Cassia understood Novis' habits and grasped Cube's life in a day. On Sunday afternoon, Cassia went to the villa base to take away the basic weapons and waited for the night to arrive.

It took ten o'clock in the evening to leave. After spending half an hour, Cassia came to the vicinity of the place where Kubo lived. The residence was a very ordinary villa, a permanent residence for the wealthy people among ordinary people. I was sure that there was no one inside, Cassia sneaked in, left a note, placed it on the table in the living room, turned around and left, and went to the road that Kubo would inevitably pass when he came back from Novis every night.

There is a small alley, under the ground, a small gathering point of the sewer. Kubo often deals with some traces here, such as corpses. This is not many cases, and Cassia has observed it for a week and only encountered it once.

He found a place to stand casually, and Cassia was invisible in the darkness. More than ten minutes later, footsteps appeared from the entrance of the alley and stopped in the middle, accompanied by the sound of uncovering the manhole cover. In the sound wave, Kubo was carrying two bags alone and went down into the underground waterway.

At this time, Cassia walked silently to the entrance of the waterway and stood by and waited.

The waterway is not spacious, with the same wreckage of bags as Kubo’s hands, full of traces of being eaten by mice. I am already very familiar with this place. Kubo finally found a place to put the bag down, took out microbial reagents to crush them and poured them on the bag to speed up the decay of these corpses.

It seems that it is Kubo's habit. Every time he deals with these corpses, he will always have a short trance, standing still in place. It seems that the person in the bag will become himself on one day. The same is true today. When Kubo woke up from the trance, he lit his watch and looked at the time before walking towards the exit step by step.

With mechanical movements, Kubo went to the ground, bent down to cover the manhole cover, and sighed while slapped. In the darkness beside him, a sigh of neither light nor heavy came at the same time.

Kubo's whole body shook, and even though he could clearly hear the sound, there was still nothing there in his perception. His body took a few steps back before thinking. When he pulled out his pistol, Kubo found that a shadow gradually appeared in the darkness.

Thinking suppressed Kubo's urge to shoot in the last step. If the other party wanted to do it, his thoughts might have become a reality long ago, becoming something in the bag. He stood there, took a light breath and asked, "Who?"

"Mr. Kubo." In a sharp and hoarse voice, Kubo narrowed his eyes and wanted to see the other person's face clearly, but he didn't know if it was due to the angle of the faint light. The other person's whole person was like a shadow cut from the ground under the scorching sun, all with dark colors.

"You probably recognized the wrong person. My name is Saratis. I don't know who Kubo is." As he said that, he showed a relaxed look, as if he was not the target the other party was looking for and felt glad.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "As for whether you are Kuber or not, it doesn't matter. You just want to talk to you, it has nothing to do with your name." Cassia naturally continued, "I don't know if Mr. Saratis, if you have any idea of ​​leaving Novis. To be honest, with your strength, you can find a stronger force to rely on,,,"

"What do you mean? I don't know Novis either. Dear sir, you really found the wrong person." Kuber interrupted Casia.

Ignoring the meaning, Cassia continued his words: "What you can get from Novis, other people may not be able to give you other places. And as for your wife's illness, Novis is the only one who can help you."

"What do you want to say?" Kuber changed his tone and his relaxed fingers pressed the trigger again.

"Mr. Kuber, please don't be excited." Cassia's words remained calm. "I just said that I just wanted to talk to you tonight. What you need at the moment is just a large amount of funds. You are working under Novis. I don't know how much money he gives you a year? It shouldn't be much, it's been a few years, but you still haven't collected it. If you want doctors in the dark world to treat patients who are almost terminally ill, it will definitely cost a lot more than the surgeon. After all, the details and steps are different."

"If there is such a condition, someone can copy the treatment Novis gives you and promise to pay for your wife's treatment costs and subsequent surgery costs within half a year, I don't know what the answer to the question just now will be?"

"Who are you? As long as you want to investigate this kind of information, anyone can understand it very clearly. Do you want to transfer my relationship with Novis from it?" Kubo was very careful. From his words, Cassia did not hear any changes, except when he promised to pay the treatment fee, he had a slight shock in his body. "No need to spend these time anymore. I have heard of this kind of thing no less than five times, dear sir."

"Since that's the case, then okay." Cassia sighed, with a very regretful smell. "Someone is willing to give you time to consider it. I think it's enough for a week. Next week, I hope you can have a clear reply next time after thinking it through. By the way, you might as well tell you that there is an adult who is interested in your strength and wants you to do things for him. In addition, from your identity, it is the upper class of somewhere that is eyeing Tusini. You don't think Tusini's situation can be concealed all the time, right? Here will be a cleanup. What Northwest and Before will swallow will be forced to spit out in the nearest time. If you are not lucky, there is no need for them to vomit themselves. Naturally, someone will help them cut their stomachs open."

"That is, the faster the cleaning of a certain upper-level person is completed, the faster the promise to you will be fulfilled. In the end, as for who I am, it doesn't matter. I just received the order and came here to deal with some things in advance according to the mission rules. But in the future, maybe we will have the opportunity to get to know each other. Everything depends on your decision."

Cassia has been hiding in the darkness, retreating silently at the right time, and controlling his voice so that he will not feel different with the distance: "Kub, you are lucky. In a week, I hope to see you here. By the way, it is a reward for not shooting the right choice. Compared to your luck, Zeckman, the housekeeper of Northwes, should be the unlucky person who often calls people say."

As the shadow in front of him gradually blurred, Kubo kept staring at it, just like a layer of water suddenly covered with his eyes. When he noticed it, the shadow had already disappeared from the alleyway. He let out a breath, and then he felt a layer of ice sweat had grown on his back. Putting away the gun, Kubo looked at the entrance of the alleyway, and looked for a few seconds, and his perception was also scattered during the period. After confirming that there was no one, he let out a breath and left here a few steps.

Kubo carefully checked around his residence before entering the room. The note left on the table was very conspicuous, with the note saying "Mr. Kubo, please think carefully." Kneading the note into a ball, Kubo looked around the living room and said to himself: "I won't leave anything. If I want to kill me, I'll have already started it." As he said that, he threw the ball of paper into the trash can. Kubo sat at the table and poured a glass of wine to drink.

"The upper class somewhere?" Kubo murmured, and his head began to appear in chaos because the man just now didn't seem to be lying, "but even if he lies, I didn't see it. Butler Zeckman,,,"

There was a tearing feeling on Kubo's face. He was considering whether to tell the situation to Novis and Zeckman butler. After struggling for a few minutes, he finally didn't move his foot and sat quietly on the chair. Even though the communicator was in a corner of the living room, less than a few meters away, the thoughts in his brain made him choose to wait. He seemed to be expecting it, or he hoped that what the man said just now was true.

There are many things that the man said right. Nowes provides him with 15 million sanctuary amounts every year, which can be regarded as salary. This is indeed a number that ordinary people would not imagine at all, but it is not a large number for the surgeon. In a few years, after deducting his wife's monthly high expenses in the hospital, he did not accumulate enough money to do thorough treatment. More importantly, the doctors in the dark world are not interested in the treatment of ordinary people. They are time-consuming and labor-intensive, and the rewards and efforts are not equal.

At the same time, Cassia actually left outside the house at this time.

Cassia returned to her temporary residence, removed her clothes, burned water while reading information about Madogao. In another case, she was a mercenary and was originally entrenched in Tusini, and was surrounded by the defense forces and the Amotan City Special Operations Agency team. All the people around her died. Later, she was in prison, and now the Deputy Minister of Finance Wagner brought him out with family relations. Then she was beside Wagner, working as the captain of the private team, which continued until today.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Cassia believes that what can be used is the relationship between Madogao and the dead mercenaries. If Madogao still remembers and has a friendship in his heart, there is a great chance of success.

Although he was a mercenary, Madogao had obviously adapted to his current comfortable life. He had forgotten a lot of caution during his mercenary period. He really liked to spend one or two days to go to the high-end tavern in Amotan City when he was fine. This time, Cassia only spent four days to fully understand this very regular life.

There is indeed a gap with the students of military schools, not in terms of strength, but in their own consciousness and vigilance, and essential differences. If you live in a place frequently, it is the most basic common sense to make your day irregular in the eyes of others. Even if you don’t do this, habitual life should be an illusion that you perform and let others see.

But Cassia had no way of evaluating this lifestyle. On the afternoon of the fifth day, Cassia was still dressed in the same outfit as last week. After a walk around the city, she came to Madoggao's house in the evening and waited in the garage next to her.

Madogao returned to his residence at 9 p.m., with a perfume smell that was not blown away by the wind. The habit of most mercenaries was well preserved on him.

"Mr. Madogao, I don't know if we can talk." Cassia changed his voice. Madogao noticed someone behind him and immediately pulled out his pistol. Like Kubo, he did not shoot.

"What are you talking about?" Ma Duogao turned around and moved a few steps aside. When he saw the shadow in front of him, he quickly reached out and pressed the garage light switch. But the line had long been removed by Cassia.

"I wonder if you have the idea of ​​leaving Wagner? That is to say, rely on others to obtain better conditions and benefits, and greater rights."

"I don't understand what you mean very much." Maduogao's voice was indifferent.

"Tuxini's situation has been discovered. Senior figures with management agencies will start cleaning up next. But because it involves officials like Clement and Acheson, the actions will be more cautious. You may understand that there are still some factional differences in the Imperial management agencies. You will start to start with people like Wagner, but after the cleaning, Tuxini needs to be managed. You have been here for a few years and can help a lot of experience work and business."

"Why should I believe you? I can spend tens of thousands of sanctuaries to hire many writers to write a lot of these words for me."

"Mr. Madougao, it's been a few years. Do you have no doubt about the encirclement? According to the process, the Special Operations Force will not allow anyone to survive. Have you never thought about it? Wagner asked you to come out of prison through his family, and will there be a little bit of it that you don't know about. For example, he has communicated with the people of the Special Operations Agency long ago, leaving you one and letting you come out of prison just to gain your trust and gratitude. Your mercenary army was only targeted at the dark world, and it seems that there is no reason to be encircled?"

Seeing that Madogao didn't say anything, Cassia stepped back at the right time: "I hope you go back and think about it carefully. We will meet again in a week."

After waiting for a few minutes, Maduogao saw the shadow leave, checked the residence inside and out, and then went in. He was thinking and sat in the living room for an hour. Maduogao stood up: "Whoever wants to destroy my current life is my enemy. Of course, there are Lord Clement and the Chief of the Acheson who will deal with it."

As if he was giving himself hints and hypnosis, Ma Duogao walked around the house for a few times, then checked around the house, and then came to a corner of the living room and picked up the communicator.

He adjusted the frequency and waited in the "sizzling" electronic noise, but suddenly felt a coldness appearing under his feet. After waiting for more than a minute, he saw that no one had answered the communication, he immediately hung up, took out his pistol and rushed into the room beside him, and closed the door.
Chapter completed!