Chapter 4: The Breathing Stone and the Usury
High up in the lighthouse, in Johnny's lounge, Duck and Isabella see the source of it all, an inconspicuous, dusty stone.
It was soaked in a large vat, and countless bubbles quickly floated up from all around it.
As soon as he entered the door, Duck perked up: "Uncle, the air in your house is good." It's so cold outside, the windows are closed so tightly, and there's still fresh air, and you ventilate it often?"
Johnny said, "No, it's the stone, it's a stone that breathes. It's it that makes the fresh air. β
Darker approached the rock with some surprise, and found that the closer he got to the water, the fresher the air, and finally, he couldn't help but put his face under the surface of the water, and opened his mouth to try to breathe.
Then, he choked on water without question.
Isabella laughed and Johnny couldn't help but laugh, "Be careful, be careful, it can make a lot of fresh air, but we're not fish." β
Duck coughed and shouted in the team chat, "Good stuff, good stuff!"
Isabellaki said, "What's good?"
"Think about it, if you can crack its mystery and equip Alcatraz, then Alcatraz can dive underwater for a long time like the Socrates without worrying about suffocation! No, it's not just that, we can already use slime hardener to solve the sealing problem, and if we cooperate with it, we may be able to open up a new home for mankind at the bottom of the sea! This will rewrite human history!"
"yes, that's a great idea, but, but it's not ours. β
"The old man will go down in history. β
"He doesn't look like a man who wants fame and fortune. β
"I'm sorry, Lala, I'm not a greedy person, but this time the temptation is too great. I suggest contacting George right away. β
"Let's wait and see, what if it's a special case and not universal?"
"Well, that's right. Let's look into it first. Duck turned off the team and said with a smile: "Uncle, with this, you can live under the sea, eat fish if you want, eat shrimp if you want, and eat shrimp if you want." β
The old man smiled bitterly: "My stomach can't stand it - this is what I picked up on the beach a few years ago, when a tsunami passed, a lot of messy things were lifted up from the bottom of the sea, it was lying in the sand pit, and the tide around it was bubbling like a boiling pot, so I picked it up." But until now, I'm not sure what it is. β
"Isn't it a stone?"
"I've never seen a stone that stays warm all the time. It's not hard, it's tough, and I tried to cut it with a knife but it wouldn't work. It seems to be a very special material, like a soft piece of steel. Whether you throw it into a pot and cook it or burn it over a fire, it doesn't matter. β
Isabella asked, "Why don't you find an alchemist and ask?"
"Alchemy has been strictly controlled in the past few years, and most of the alchemists have registered with the Church of Light, so I can't guarantee that if they are allowed to see it, it will not cause any trouble. The black market alchemists were busy and not interested in me, the poor bastard. Unexpectedly, it still caused disaster, both of you, if it weren't for my granddaughter, I would have wanted to give it to you. β
Duck and Isabella looked at each other and said, "That's okay uncle, anyway, we don't have a good impression of that loan shark Concord, let's go get your granddaughter back, how about it?"
"There are many people in Concord, I'm afraid you are no match, and besides, the man behind him is Mordred, the governor of the Strait of Kgomo. In case ......"
Duck laughed, "It's okay, there are people behind us, and it's definitely no worse than that Mordred - don't worry." Let's talk about Concord?"
Concord was a subordinate of Mordred, the governor of the Strait of the Strait of the Kergomo, and had twenty or thirty thugs under his command. In recent years, the inhabitants of the Whistling Ice Plains have moved to Jagenk and the surrounding satellite towns, which have become increasingly populated, and Concord has tried his best to make a few bucks, so he has no choice but to hit the idea on the poor man who didn't even look at it.
Duck and Isabella wore thick ghost fire masks and chatted as they went.
Duck said: "Lala, actually, this kind of thing is very tricky. I ran into it when I was a patrol officer in Port Snell. β
"Oh, how's that?"
"It is difficult to completely distinguish between usury and ordinary private lending, and even if they are separated, there are still people who take risks and want to jump out of the predicament in one step, and even if they jump out, they are standing on the edge of the big pit of usury. It has been said that as long as the name falls on the loan agreement, your soul has gone to the bottom of hell. Which loan shark has no background and no ability? The police, and even the Church of the God of Light, must take care of it in advance and dredge up the relationships at all levels before they dare to do such a lack of morality. β
"What will you do?"
"Before lending, the loan shark will first find out the borrower's family property and social relations clearly, and then decide whether to lend or not. When you nervously walk through their doors and ask for a loan, they have already figured out how many properties you have, how many cars you have, how many strong people you have at home, and even the addresses of your relatives and friends. β
"So powerful?"
"The borrower also knows, but he is brave and not afraid of death. I saw a guy once, whose workshop was about to collapse, and the bank deliberately did not lend, and he was in a hurry and borrowed a loan shark. Ten days, 500,000, 30 percent of the profit. β
Isabella was stunned: "How many?
"Ten days later, at noon, there were 690,000. The guy couldn't see it yet, and wanted to run, so he was blocked back at the dock. Then the loan shark sent someone to follow him and ask him to pay back the money. β
Isabella tensed: "What? cut off his hand?"
"Not two days ago, he went wherever he wanted, what he wanted to do, the two thugs were like him, never leaving an inch, squatting in the toilet and following up. From the third day, with his mailing list, he was forced to borrow money from door to door, whether it was classmates, colleagues, relatives and friends, or even wine and meat friends who had changed their business cards at the wine table, as long as the name on the mailing list was on it, he borrowed it from beginning to end. I didn't borrow it, so I went out and stuck in a place where no one was there, and I was beaten for two hours. After the beating, go to the next one. β
Isabella was stunned.
"They don't hit your face, they don't cut your hands or feet, they hurt you, and you can't see it from the outside. At the end of a week, people's self-esteem and self-confidence are all broken, and their minds are full of money. β
"But you still can't afford it?"
"Unable to pay it back, the loan sharks began to go down on the borrower's family. Tie up the child and send it back one by one. β
Isabella suddenly lost her face.
Duck said indignantly: "These usury bastards are not as good as beasts! Finally, the poor creature went mad and climbed up to the top of Snell's clock tower and plunged his head down - do you think this is the end of it? The usurer bastard gambled his death on how far his stump and severed arm could fly!"
The wind and snow grew stronger, and in Isabella's ears, it was the helpless cry of the poor people.
Dark's voice became steady: "Have you ever heard of gambling loans? β
"What's that?"
"It doesn't matter if you lose the bet, we will lend you money and make it back to you!"
"Is that okay?"
"Why not? I'll tell you, the interest isn't on a daily basis, it's an hourly rate. The most ruthless, seventy percent profit in one hour!"
"Anyone in their right mind wouldn't do such a thing!
"Is a madman who has put his life on the line still a normal person? If he wins, he will borrow another one, and if he loses, it will be easy to do, there will be magic images broadcast all the way, all kinds of deaths, self-harm, beast fights, gladiatorial fightsβevery big casino has such a special place for these living dead to perform. Some perverted rich people like this way. β
"Don't the police care? Don't the Church of the Light God care?"
"The deeds of life and death have all been signed, and their names are written in black and white, so what do you do? Besides, those casinos, which one is not feeding them to their fullest, who will not be able to get along with such a large amount of money? Finally, Lala, who is going to borrow usury? High-ranking officials don't need it, wealthy businesses can't use it, and small households don't need to live in peace and security. β
"Who is that?"
"Most of them are small factory owners, small traders, small boat owners, there are not many of them, there are not many of them," Duck sighed, "The Royce family was like this back then, the family had more than a dozen boats, and the business was not bad, and they were targeted by the Drake Chamber of Commerce, and they seized his family's desire to buy a new ship to make it bigger, colluded with banks and money banks, and used usury to make a game, which ruined the family." β
"Flower hat is so pitiful......"
"If it weren't for the Drake Chamber of Commerce's later death, what kind of living corpse research has stepped on the tail of the Church of Light, and the revenge of the flower hat, there would be no hope in this life - have you ever heard of small fish eating big fish?"
"What do you mean?"
"The small chamber of commerce swallowed the big chamber of commerce?"
"How is that possible? Unless a miracle happens. β
"So, the loan sharks dressed themselves up as miracles, and the pit was these guys who were more than superior and had two moneys. Without the greed of these guys, how could there be this tragedy?"
"You mean, we shouldn't be in charge of this?"
"The son of a loser is hateful, let him die, but the child is innocent. Also, I think it's a bit weird and I have to look into it. β
"What's strange?"
"You say, the loser is so poor that the loan shark can lend? What his family can get, that is, the old man's stone, right? Who would be interested in that thing?"
"Alchemist?"
"Yes, and an alchemist with a more active brain. No one knew what a living corpse was before the Drake Chamber of Commerce colluded with Rodriguez, right? It's not easy to sneak around in a place like this and make a name for yourself. Also, the old man has no relatives and friends, no backers, can't just kill him, why do you want to do a complete set of procedures for kidnapping tickets and forcing debts? It gives people the feeling that they are deliberately trying to tell others that this is what Concord did. β
"Well, but if there is no further evidence, this can only be speculation, right? We don't need to worry so much, we just need to get people out. β
"That's right, let's go. β
"Wait!"
"How?"
"Magic feedback, someone is staring at us with a monitoring circle!"