Hearing George's words, Connor instantly understood the cause and effect of the matter. George and his mother, Mrs. Christin, had wanted to take over the Port of Hope which was managed by his uncle, Elkan. In the end, they were attacked by Elkan and Olsen.
Although Connor had never met Elkan, George's uncle, he had heard of his reputation. Elkan was the second most important person in the Sanchez Family, second only to George's father, Mr. Harvey. He was known for his resourcefulness in Loen, and because of his silver-white hair, he was known as the "Silver Fox" Elkan!
"George, you have to pick a soft persimmon. Why did you want to provoke your uncle, the Silver Fox?" Connor said as he picked up an apple from the fruit plate on the table.
"Sigh … It's a long story!" George shook his head and slowly drank another glass of red wine.
Seeing that George was unwilling to talk about this issue, Connor did not ask further. He took a bite of the apple and continued to ask, "What do you plan to do next? You won't admit defeat just like that, right?"
"Given the current situation, I have to admit defeat if I have to. I, Temo, can't touch that old bastard Elkan yet, but I have to teach that bastard Olsen a lesson!" George clenched the wine glass tightly and said with his teeth clenched.
Connor nodded and finished the apple in his hand. He asked thoughtfully, "George, if you were Olsen, what would you do after he set up such a trap for you? How would you maximize your benefits? "
"What else can I do? Laugh at me? " George replied subconsciously when he heard Connor's words. However, as soon as he said it, George realized that Connor seemed to be implying something. He frowned and asked, "Connor, what do you mean by that? Is Olsen going to do something else?"
"If you lose the goods meant for Ranieri, George, you will definitely be blamed for it and lose your face in the family meeting. However, at this moment, someone will replace the goods and make up for your mistake. What will happen then?" Connor said calmly as his eyes sparkled.
George immediately stood up from the sofa and said to Connor with a solemn expression, "Connor, are you saying that the goods are still in the hands of Olsen or Elkan?"
"No no no! If things are really going according to my plan, then it's definitely not the same batch of goods. If it's the same batch of goods, then they're too stupid. They must have ordered something else from Bernabeu. I reckon that this batch of goods is now in Olsen's hands. That old fox Elkan would never dirty his hands with that batch of goods! "Connor calmly analyzed.
After listening to Connor's analysis, George's expression was grave. He paced back and forth in the private room, as if he was thinking about the possibility of Connor's analysis.
After a while, George's face showed a hint of excitement. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Connor's words made sense.
"Connor, luckily you're my good friend!" George said with emotion as he gave Connor a thumbs up.
"George, even if Olsen has the goods, don't be happy too early. You still don't know where he put the goods!" Connor calmly reminded.
"Hehe, as long as Olsen has the goods, then things will be easy. Previously, I thought that Olsen would directly dispose of the goods. Now it seems that I've underestimated that kid!" George rubbed his hands together and said sinisterly.
Feeling that he had done his duty as a friend, Connor didn't say anything more. After all, this was George's family matter. It wouldn't be good for him to get involved too much.
"Alright, you can deal with your own matters. I'll leave first. Remember to do it cleanly and don't leave any traces!" Standing up from the sofa, Connor said with a faint smile.
"Don't worry!" George was also a rather ambitious person. When he heard that there was a solution to his worries, he wasn't in the mood to continue indulging in debauchery.
After bidding farewell to George, he left the Verona Club. After waiting for ten minutes, there was no public carriage back to the apartment. Connor decided not to wait and directly chose to walk back. After all, they were all in the East District. It would only take twenty minutes to walk back.
Strolling leisurely on the clean and tidy streets of the East District of Loen, Connor enjoyed the breeze of the harbor city of Loen. The gloom in his heart disappeared with the wind.
"Martial law! Martial law! We are the Empire's police. All of you, hurry up and take out your documents …! "
"Shut up!"
Just as Connor was enjoying the rare beauty of life, a group of uninvited guests barged into the street. An intermediate police officer in a black uniform led a group of armed military police to block the street and ordered the gentlemen, ladies, and ladies walking on the street with a murderous look. However, just as he opened his mouth to speak, he was interrupted by a slightly balding inspector in his forties.
"Officer Sterling, I'll repeat to you again. This is the East District, not the South District where you were before. Do you understand? Everyone who lives here may have a background, so you must be careful when you do things! " The balding inspector lowered his voice helplessly and instructed the intermediate police officer whom he addressed as Officer Sterling.
"Oh! I forgot, I forgot. I'm sorry, Inspector Roderi. Thank you for reminding me! "Officer Sterling immediately reacted and thanked the balding inspector with a face full of fear.
Seeing that Officer Sterling realized the seriousness of the problem, Inspector Roderi patted him heavily on the shoulder and walked to the street.
"Dear citizens of the Empire, good day!"
"As you can see, we are the Empire's police. I am Inspector Roderi of the Loen Police Department. This is my ID!" Inspector Roderi then took out his ID from his pocket and showed it to the people who were blocked on the street.
After showing his ID, Inspector Roderi put his ID away properly and continued, "We are here, so please don't have any unnecessary panic or worry. This is just an emergency. Please believe that the Empire's police have the ability and confidence to ensure the safety of all citizens!"
"Now, please show your ID to our military police in an orderly manner. Thank you for your cooperation. Long live the Empire!"
"Long live the Empire!" The pedestrians on the street were obviously more satisfied with Inspector Roderi's politeness and responded to his call.
"Inspector Roderi, long time no see. You are becoming more and more mature!" Just as Inspector Roderi was looking at the pedestrians who were being checked by the military police in an orderly manner, a tall young man in a black robe appeared in front of him with a smile on his face.
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