The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

New York is always brightly lit at night. In the busiest Manhattan neighborhood, the lights are on all night. The traffic is full of traffic. The flashing neon colors are dazzling. An elongated black luxury car passes through the curtain of countless colors and stops at the In front of a luxurious mansion.

The waiter opened the car door, and Schiller got out of the car. He followed the guide into the elevator, and the elevator slowly ascended until the door opened again, and the brilliant lights from the corridor poured in. Schiller squinted his eyes when he stepped out of the elevator.

Turning a corner in the corridor, Schiller walked into a room, and he saw a very burly figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the night view of Manhattan.

Mr. Dean, you are here. The man turned around. His figure was fat, like a sumo wrestler, his face was full of flesh, and his voice was loud and powerful when he spoke.

Hello, Mr. Jin Bin.

Jin Bin stood where he was, with his hands behind his back, looked at Schiller, and said, The famous director of the Arkham Sanatorium, your last name is not Arkham, right?

That's right, Mr. Jin Bin, it seems that you know me very well. Schiller walked to the opposite side of Jin Bin, looked at him and said, Then what are you asking me to do tonight?

Jin Bin turned around, took a few steps to the side, lowered his head and said, If you are really just the director of a nursing home, then I don't need to invite you over.

Without waiting for Schiller to speak, Jin Bin went on to say: There have been many strange things that have happened recently, and among these strange things, it seems that there is an invisible rope that connects them.

People always focus on Stark, or S.H.I.E.L.D., or even Spider-Man and Daredevil, but I'm different. I'm interested in this invisible rope. What do you think? Dean of Arkham ?”

Speak directly. Schiller said simply: Since you have invited me here, it means that you should have found this rope. There are not many people who can do this. This is what you should do. got tickets.

Jin Bin suddenly turned around, stared at Schiller with piercing eyes and said, Send me a ticket? To the underground king on the east coast? What confidence do you have to make you so arrogant?

If you don't want it, there's no need to invite me over. I don't believe that the underground king on the east coast only knows my real name after investigating.

Well, it seems that I found the right person. Jin Bin walked over and said, You made the immortality factor?

Of course not, it exists in the blood of vampires.

Stop telling me that nonsense, we both know it's just hype.

Really? Why do you think vampires can live forever?

Jin Bing stared straight at Schiller, as if he wanted to see something from his face, but Schiller remained expressionless. Finally, Jin Bing asked, Do you really have mastered the technology of longevity?

Schiller smiled and said, Do you still think I'm talking nonsense now?

...I admit, this is too tempting. No one would want to live forever. When you just asked me back, for a moment, I really believed it.

I'm not joking, and I'm not trying to test you. Schiller told Jin Bin: I can provide a batch of about 1,500 potions, and I ensure that they have extremely obvious effects.

Jin sat behind the solid wood table in the room, and Schiller sat in front of him. Schiller said: I am not here to act as a salesperson, and we are not the relationship between the seller and the buyer. We can do it together. seller.

What's the meaning?

The Hand, Dragonbone.

Jin frowned, and said, You know more than I thought.

After all, I didn't dare to come to the appointment just because I knew the name Jin Bing.

As far as I know, the biggest effect of keel is to prolong life. The Hand will look for this kind of thing, and it is also for the high-level of their organization to prolong life.

For this reason, they even did not hesitate to send hundreds of killers to search for such materials all over the world regardless of cost.

Prolong life and prolong life... Although I don't know what effect the keel can achieve, at least in the initial stage, it will definitely not be better than the potion in my hand.

Jin Bin narrowed his eyes, and he smelled a weirdness in Schiller's words. As the actual underground king of the entire east coast, he was all too familiar with this tone.

He straightened up, put his arms on the table, and said, What good will it do me to work with you?

Give up your dead-end plan to get drugs into schools, it won't change a thing, it's the worst way to expand the market.

It seems that you also have a lot of friendship with those two annoying flies.

As long as you can successfully sell these 1,500 potions to the Hand, of course, we will take half of the profits. Then, soon, there will be some precious bat raw materials circulating in the underground market under your control.

Sure enough, the raw material of only two bats that the media advertised is a gimmick that you use to hype.

After starting to talk about business, Jin Bin fought for almost nothing. He said: Besides, you must provide me personally with a whole bat, which must be the same bat that you used to extract the potion.

With all due respect, even if I provide it to you, you will not have any technical ability to decipher its secrets.

You don't have to worry about that.

At best, I only have the right to give you some research samples in Stark's laboratory, including blood and organs, as well as epidermal tissue.

The complete bat is with the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., you know, he's a greedy vampire, and you can't impress him if you can't offer enough.

I just want a whole bat, which is already the lowest bottom line, otherwise there is no talk. Jin Bin said.

Then it seems that we can only discuss this condition later, or you can call Nick.

Seeing Schiller's attitude of not letting go, Jin guessed that maybe Nick didn't have much bat material in his hand. Moreover, although Schiller connected the cooperation between S.H.I.E.L.D. Stark and the Osborne Group, But the two sides must have a process of exchanging chips. Now it seems that the chips of raw materials have all fallen into the hands of Nick, and Schiller, the middleman, should not have the right to make decisions.

Well, I don't need the whole bat, but the research samples you provide me must be brand new, and the number should not be less than two-thirds of the bats.

make a deal.

Then Kim asked Schiller, What happened to the 1,500 potions you were going to sell to the Hand?

Schiller shook his head and said, I wouldn't be so stupid as to poison it or do other tricks. I know that you are worried that the hand will retaliate fiercely and cause you heavy losses.

But among the 1,500 medicines I provided you, you can randomly check them. I guarantee that there are no harmful substances in them. :

I don't understand what you want to do. Is this a scheme set up by the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.? He finally plans to use the guild?

Why can't you take your eyes off the issue of beatings and killings? Schiller said helplessly, Can't I really want to do business with the CFC?

Jin Bin snorted coldly and said, Nick Fury should be annoyed by these fleas soon. If their ninjas were not too hard to kill, agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. must have come to the door long ago.

That was before, when trash was just misplaced resources.

In the end, Schiller said to Jin Bin: If you still want to continue to develop your underground empire, I have some good suggestions, but there is an extra charge, and it will be after our cooperation. If you are interested, just Come find me at Arkham Sanitarium.

After leaving, Schiller was picked up by the S.H.I.E.L.D. car. He came to Nick Fury's office. The two didn't say anything, but walked toward the S.H.I.E.L.D. underground together.

After going through several closed elevators, the two came to a huge underground factory.

On the conveyor belt there are all freezers one by one, and in the freezers are all big bats that have been frozen.

The snow storage area of ​​the entire underground factory is over a thousand square meters, filled with countless frozen bats.

Schiller took a report from an agent, looked at it, and said, Jin Bing's vision is longer than I thought, and he agreed to this cooperation very happily.

What conditions did he propose?

He needs a sample of two-thirds of the bats.

Nick looked at the bat freezer piled as high as a mountain in the snow storage area of ​​the underground factory, and almost laughed out loud

He could imagine that Jin Bin and Schiller must have gone through several rounds of confrontation and various bargaining before they finally got this result.

Perhaps this king of the underground is still complacent, and he got two-thirds of the raw materials for only two bats that attracted the attention of countless dignitaries.

Nick felt a little sympathetic to Jin Bin.

Schiller was not surprised, he just looked at the report and said: Not all the goods circulating in the black market are genuine, we have to mix some fake goods into it, and then formulate a set of standards for identifying genuine goods.

Fake? You mean...

Yes, we divide the bats to be distributed into two types. Although they are essentially the same, one batch has anti-counterfeiting marks and the other does not.

Among the ones with anti-counterfeiting marks, add some so-called exclusive marks, or mark the source of goods, and then mix them together and circulate them from the black market.

You are so ruthless. Nick couldn't help sighing, So the invalid immortality factors they bought are all fakes?

That's right, whoever told you not to come to our nursing home for treatment, you deserve the fake ones.

There are no beds in the nursing home, but what can I do? The nursing home is short of funds, and we are in urgent need of donations. If you don't donate, I won't donate. Then you can only go to the market to buy those immortality factors that are difficult to distinguish between real and fake.

I think it should be more than that simple for you to choose gold and control the black market? I always feel that you want to cheat him.

Nick crossed his arms, looked at the freezer on the conveyor belt, and said, I don't believe you would be so kind, knowing that the other party is a crocodile who can't satisfy his appetite, but still drag him in to share the cake.

We now lack some means to protect this nascent industry, not only legal means on the surface, but also some hidden means. I just tied this crocodile next to this plate of cake and asked him to persuade him to quit. Everyone else who wants to grab the cake.

Schiller paused, then continued, I don't have a crush on Kim, not because he's the king of a criminal empire.

Whether he's a gangster or a crime lord doesn't matter to me.

I think the reason why he is not a good partner is that he is too superstitious about force and thinks that all problems can be solved by assassination. I am not the same as him.

Indeed. Nick looked at Schiller and said, You didn't kill anyone, but it seems to have solved everything.

But like I said. Schiller put down the report, looked at the underground factory, and said, Garbage is a misplaced resource, and so is Jinbin.

At least at this stage, he is useful.

This is enough.

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