Mickey didn't know that not everyone's mouth in this world could be as tight as he thought, he had just taken two pistols from here, and in less than half an hour, there was a message about Mickey in the underground world of District 5 - he was going to do something big!

This intelligence level 3 demolition family sold for 100 yuan, and the "intelligence demolition family" who bought this information wholesaled the news to more than 20 intelligence dealers of all sizes in Ilian at a price of 20 yuan, and then this information was listed for sale in the intelligence organization at a price of 5 yuan, and the people in every link made money, and the guy who was sold was not happy was not in the scope of their consideration.

It only took more than an hour, and some of the rich people were followed by bodyguards when they came and went, and they didn't know what the guy who suddenly bought two guns wanted to do, but ensuring their safety to the greatest extent was the most important thing for every rich man. Therefore, increasing the number of bodyguards and replacing bulletproof vehicles has become one of the things that the rich are doing today, and they are not stingy with the money in their pockets for those who take the initiative to provide them with information.

This is a complete intelligence chain, from the birth of intelligence to sales, every link is as precise as a machine.

As for why that guy betrayed Mickey, it may be that he thinks that Mickey, who is going to do big things, will not live for a few days, and instead of waiting for him to die and become worthless garbage, it is better to make as much money as possible from him while he is still worth some money, and that's it.

Mickey didn't know that he had become the object of some people's defense, and when he carried two pistols in his pocket, he felt an indescribable force growing and expanding in his body. In the past, when he was walking on the road, he could make less trouble and try to cause as little trouble as possible, but now he was bold and arrogant with a weapon, and when those guys engaged in illegal transactions in the streets and alleys looked at him, he dared to glare back.

It's a really good feeling!

He felt for the pistol in his pocket again, and then gathered all his companions who were going to do something big to discuss the next plan. Originally, his plan was to focus on him and Greyhound, after all, that guy was also in the gang, and now he is still peddling narcotics, and he is relatively bold, and it is said that he has fought with others. Such a person has a lot of experience and can avoid making mistakes in some contingency problems, but a plan is always a plan and can never keep up with the changes.

"Where's the Greyhound?", a provincial gentleman named Finney raised his hand to say hello to everyone, this guy has been imprisoned five times for robbery and theft, and is a repeat offender. Fortunately, the places where he committed crimes were the fifth and fourth districts, and if he committed crimes in the first district, it is estimated that he has not come out until now. Illion's judiciary has been dubbed by many as "class discrimination laws," and criminals with criminal convictions who commit crimes in District 1 and are caught facing prison terms of up to 20 years. But if you get caught in other districts, you may be able to come out in three or five months.

That's why people like to come to Ilian, just like the city advertises to the outside world, forever stable, without having to think about any security issues.

Mickey looked gloomy, took a hard puff of his cigarette, and threw the cigarette butt on the ground irritably, "Don't mention it, that guy is detained." After saying that, he looked at Finney and asked, "Finney, have you ever used a pistol?"

Finney was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Of course I did, I fired several shots in the past when we were fighting with people from another community, ......do you mean it", his eyes suddenly widened, and he pointed to his nose, "You don't want me to go in with you, do you?"

"That's right, Greyhound isn't here, you're the only one here, and you've used a gun, don't you follow me, will I go alone?", he walked up to Finney and put his arm around his shoulder, and whispered: "After the matter is over, the Greyhound will divide the two of us, at least hundreds of thousands." If you don't do it, I'm sure others will do the same, and don't say I don't care about you!"

Finney agreed without even thinking about it, it was necessary to take a risk for a million, and then Mitch began to assign the work of the small group. Considering that there may only be a few people who can enter the manor, there are many details that they need to consider, so the discussion is a whole day, and a whole set of plans are formulated. Including how to get out after the kidnapping is successful, and how to leave after the kidnapping fails, all of them have made a very detailed plan.

Before parting, Mickey also asked everyone not to reveal the incident to anyone, and to consider whether to say it after the incident was successful and escaped from the police.

At the same time, he also asked everyone to mobilize the provincial Ya people they knew as much as possible, and strive to make the momentum bigger, only in this way can they enter the manor as representatives.

It's just that Mickey doesn't know, as long as there are people with a little energy in the whole city, they already know, and he is going to do a big thing, only he doesn't know.

Two days passed in a flash, and at this time, Durin was making final preparations for the charity gala in the evening, he stood in front of the mirror and straightened his neckline, turned two angles to the mirror and carefully examined it, and found nothing missing before shifting his gaze from the mirror to Dove's body. In the evening he was going to attend a charity gala, and the cardinal of the church went to Ilian in person, not only to raise money for the church, but also to liaise with the local rich and politicians. This time it was a relatively rigorous party, so there were not too many accessories on the clothes, and everything looked so solemn.

Dove changed into a relatively conservative black evening dress, without any accessories, very simple and beautiful. The Church may have certain prohibitions on certain things to some extent, but beauty is such an innate thing that even God can't stop, let alone cardinals?

He raised his arm, and Dove took Doolin by the arm a little nervously and followed him out of the cloakroom.

Tonight's feast was definitely a very special one for Dove, and she was nervous because she and her whole family were Catholics. Speaking of which, Dove is not a pure-blooded Gualt, her father is Ogding, and her mother is a Gualt, so she is a mixed race. Her father and her brother, including himself, were believers in God, and probably the most important priest she ever saw was the priest in the Cathedral of Ilian.

She never imagined that one day she would meet such a big man as the cardinal, who was second only to the Pope and closest to God!

The thought of seeing the cardinal himself in person was both thrilling and nervous, and it is difficult to describe the impatience and a little uneasiness she felt at the moment.

"Mr. Doolin, do you say the cardinals are talking to me?", the girl's face turned a little red, "I mean we can get close to the cardinal? I want to talk to him. ”

Durin opened the car door as he smiled and nodded, "Of course it's no problem, Madestre came to Illian just to harvest a stubble of wool from the hands of the parishioners, as long as he takes out enough money, he will even take the initiative to come and kiss your forehead." ”

Dohrin was a little upset to hear Dove say this, she was a devout believer, how could she call the cardinal so philistine, and she should not call the cardinal by his name. She could understand where Doolin's attitude came from, but understanding didn't mean acceptance. Dove got into the car with his mouth shut, and Durin then closed the door. As for Dove's thoughts?

He didn't care, it wasn't him.

When the car was about to leave the manor, it stopped at the gate, and Dufo, who was leaning against the courtyard wall and smoking, walked towards the car, he bent down and knocked on the window, which slowly fell.

“boss？”

Durin glanced at him and straightened his gaze, he moved his bow tie slightly, and said in a very soft voice, "You can send them away." With that, he rolled up the window.

It seems that because of the cardinal's visit, the 1st arrondissement is a little more lively than ever, and before it is time for the evening revelry, there are already many revelry parties on the beach. Crowds of women dressed in simple clothes laughed and ran around the stalls or played some games, and the entire beach was like heaven on earth.

The car was parked steadily outside the hotel gate, and Dove, who walked the red carpet for the second time, was much more natural than the first, and she learned to wave to the reporters who were fiddling with cameras and magnesium powder. After signing his name in the sign-in book, Durin led Dove into the hall of the previous banquet. There was a buffet before the charity gala, which was a kind of warm-up in advance, and many people might need to communicate with Cardinal Madest, so this step was made.

Not long after Durin entered, Scott found him and pulled him into a corner.

"Did you forget about that, or did you not take it to heart?", Scott's face was a little solemn, and the mayor told him that he must ask before he came. If Doolin doesn't do it, the town hall will act decisively early tomorrow morning, and Dührin will inevitably have to compromise a little at that time.

Durin held his glass and asked curiously, "What are you talking about?"

Scott's brow furrowed slightly, "Of course it's racism!"

Durin smiled and touched the wine glass in his hand with the wine glass in Scott's hand, the crisp voice was melodious and thorough, he raised the wine glass and raised it slightly, "Nothing like this has ever happened, I really don't know what you're talking about!"

Scott was stunned for a moment and rolled his eyes, "It's better not to go too far, otherwise it won't look good." ”

"I'm a legitimate businessman, so I'll treat you as if I've never heard you!" Durin took a sip of his wine and smiled a grin, "Have a nice evening!"