Vol 2 Chapter 1218: Busy Marconi (2 in 1)

In the northeastern part of the Kalvard Republic, at the foot of the "Kunlun", a huge vertical mountain range that divides the east and west continents of Semuria, there are many small and medium-sized cities. Because the side facing the Kunlun Mountains is mostly steep cliffs that are impassable for pedestrians, refugees from the east have to go to the western mainland from the central part of the mainland, the "Long Lai" in the gap between the two mountain ranges. Due to the relatively closed terrain and the isolated culture that came from it, after the land was conquered by the former Karvard kingdom, it has only maintained a loose rule, that is, it belongs to the Karvard royal family in name.
Even the revolution a hundred years ago did not change all of this. The national resources coordinated by the New Republic rarely benefit this so-called "barren land." Therefore, the isolation here remains as always. However, this time is different-this zone, which is seriously lacking in supervision and order, has become an umbrella for all kinds of illegal crimes hiding in the underground world of Kalvard. In many cities located in this zone, the functions of government departments are only kept to a minimum. There are various underworlds, rogue gangs and private armed forces that conform to local characteristics. Every year, government employees come to this zone to perform official duties. The news of being involved in accidents and sacrifices appeared.
In this regard, some citizens naturally uphold the principle of equality and fraternity during the Republican Revolution and call on the central government not to ignore the darkness that breeds in this area. However, this area has neither fertile land nor various resources such as metals and seven obsidian deposits. The folk customs are quite strong. It is one thing that no consortium is willing to reach out, and more importantly, no president has that. Take care of this in your spare time. For Kalvard, it is even more important to compete with the Erebonian Empire for hegemony in the Western Continent. If the president does not propose one or two countermeasures and strategies against the Empire during the campaign, he will inevitably lose in the general election. It's a mess. In recent years, with the reforms of Prime Minister Osborne, the empire has gradually risen in this kind of competition, which has made Calva Germans panic. There are a few restless poisonous insects in their backyard, how can they compare with the ambitious gold in front of them. Military horses are more threatening?
Of course, these don’t make much sense to Marconi—for him, the most important advantage here is that underground organizations and mafia from all over the world, including the Republic of Kalvard, will set up here Branches and offices are convenient for them to negotiate private interests. In order to complete the task assigned to him by his new master, the experienced Marconi naturally chose this place as his foothold in the Republic.
Many local ground snakes have known Marconi, so the negotiation is not very difficult. Although some people were surprised that Marconi would be here-after all he was arrested by the Clos Bell police for some time-but after a little explanation, those who doubted him dispelled their doubts and no longer believed him. It's a tainted witness and spy who made a dirty deal with the government. Marconi bought some arms from the black market here, and negotiated with the local local snakes, and took a group of trained punks to fight him.
It stands to reason that after doing these things, Marconi should leave here. If you stay in the Republic for too long, you may be caught by the guys from the "Central Intelligence Department". This was what Heliga had specially exhorted and told him before. What's more, Heliga’s threat to him is still vivid...so when his old acquaintances invited him to stay here for a few days and enjoy the charm of the women who run the brothel, he felt that his life was tight. Marconi quickly refused. However, it was Heliga who changed his mind midway and gave him a temporary additional task through private communication.
In this regard, Marconi is quite strange—although this task...at first glance, he asked him to take a civilian girl in this small town to him, but it was also too strange. He even wondered if the other party was performing a rehearsal to see if Marconi was able to do business in the future. Therefore, he quietly asked his acquaintances, do they know whether this girl named Nadia and whether her parents have gotten into trouble?
Although it is strange that Marconi would inquire into this kind of problem, based on years of friendship, Marconi's old mafia friend still told him relevant information. Since the town here is in fact almost separated from the Kalvard government and belongs to the state of autonomy, then in the case that the national order cannot be maintained, there will be a civil underworld spontaneously forming a new order—as a local underworld organization As a member, local residents will pay him protection fees and other things regularly, so he can give him an approximate answer based on his impression.
Marconi got the argument that the girl originally had a mother and brother, but her mother died of a postpartum infection shortly after she was born, and her father spent the whole day drinking and sorrowing, and soon left her mother behind. That little legacy is exhausted. Men who are addicted to alcohol are basically paralyzed and have lost the ability to take care of themselves, but it is absolutely impossible to have no money. So he sent two young children out to do various dangerous jobs to make a little money. This is strictly prohibited by law, but in such a poor country, no one cares about the laws of the Republic at all. Later, his alcohol addiction became more and more serious. The two long-term malnourished and uneducated children did not earn enough money from odd jobs to squander—he contacted a black intermediary organization in a nearby town, and His son was sold and returned with a "huge sum" of hundreds of thousands of mila.
With this money, the man can barely continue to live; but his temper is getting more and more irritable, and he will beat and scold his daughter for all kinds of trivial things; other people in the town say that this man will sooner or later. I sold my daughter, and starved to death after she had no children to sell.
Marconi listened to these stories—well, this is the tragedy of the people at the bottom of society that is not known at all times. There seems to be nothing special to note...Why would your employer pay attention to such an ordinary and humble little person?
When he contacted Heliga again with such a question, he waited for an even more shocking reply-Heliga informed Marconi that he was born in the Republic of Kalvard in the afternoon after learning of the situation. The guerrillas will go to meet him where he is, and then they can discuss together how to deal with the matter. Marconi expressed misgivings about this—it’s clear that, like Calvard’s government officials, not many guerrillas dared to venture to this place equivalent to the base camp of the underworld; but when Marconi finally waited for the so-called When he was a guerrilla, he was silent.
Marconi sat in the tavern, waiting for the guerrilla who met him to come. The presence of the people here gave people a considerable degree of shock—a giant man like a hill pushed in, and every time he moved, he could hear the ground trembling; the man was carrying a huge wine gourd with a brown head. The long hair was combed into a thin ponytail behind his head, shaking back and forth with his movements. The man is wearing an oriental style vest that is often worn by people who practice Eastern martial arts. There are circles of white bandages wrapped around the fingers and forearms, and the thick and terrifying muscles on the forearms are scars on it. All show that this man has a very strong record.
In contrast, standing beside him with a long sword pinned to her waist, a girl with long silver-gray medium-length hair looked a little insignificant. Marconi could see that the brawny man was very accustomed to the tension in the underworld tavern, while the girl was obviously uneasy and nervous. However, the two of them have one thing in common: they all have the support hand armor badge that marks the identity of the guerrilla, which is enough to show their identity.
Maybe it's because he has been staring at him since he entered the door-the strong man looked around, quickly fixed his gaze on Marconi, and leaned in after he looked at each other for a short time. Although the appearance of the guerrillas caused a small commotion, Marconi chose a very remote location. When the strong man approached with the girl beside him and sat down on the sofa chair opposite Marconi, The corners of the reader's mouth twitched visibly.
"This place is too remote...it took a long time to find here." The strong man's voice was not loud, but it was quite clear. He gestured to the timid girl next to him to sit next to him, and smiled kindly at Marconi-but in the eyes of Marconi, who has a deep prejudice and fear of guerrillas because of professional problems, this Smiles are quite dangerous.
"Are you... the guerrilla who came to help me?" Marconi, who almost said the name of Helija, braked in time-he looked around nervously: the regular customers who were chatting no longer cared about the appearance of the brawny guerrilla. , Started chatting again, and asked tentatively.
"It should be... if you are the former president of "Rubacher" who has caused a lot of trouble to my colleagues in Crossbell. "After the man sat down, he took the gourd from his body and took a big sip of the contents. Then he smashed his mouth and reluctantly took the gourd back. "I am Kim Vasek, A from Calvard. Grade guerrilla, but also a protégé of "Tai Dou Liu". "
"A grade..." Marconi now knew why the opponent dared to run to such a place, "at the same level as the "Sword Saint of Wind"...? "
"That's right...but I can't match his skills." King said, "but if you plan to return to your old business in Kalvard...I don't think I will pose a lesser threat to you than him."
"..." Marconi was about to have an attack, but then he thought of something-whispered: "Do you suspect that I'm doing that kind of thing?"
"That's not clear. Let's see what you plan to do... I will decide how to deal with it, depending on the situation." Jin's expression became serious, "Although I have not been told the whole picture, and I also know it very well. If the client of the matter goes back up, it is someone I know... But you should know that your behavior involves the so-called "population transaction", right? "
"...These are two different things." Marconi thought about it and said, "This is a written document I asked someone to give me."
"Let me see... the father of the designated subject... the elder brother of the designated subject believes that he has a mental problem and is not suitable to continue raising his daughter... what is this... wait, it turned out to belong to the Qi Yao Church...?",
King watched the thing that Marconi had handed over many times-it was really something of the church, and it was there for a while. He read the detailed description that he hadn't read just now, and then asked: "If this is the case, wouldn't it be enough to send the church institutions to the Republic City?"
"Because the trustee is now in Ereponia... as the elder brother of the designated object, this kind of request is considered reasonable. As for the legal process, there is a statement issued by lawyer Ian Grimwood, which can be considered not There is a legal problem. The only thing that is lacking is the permission of the Republican government, but..." Marconi looked at Kim's expressions changing, and felt that he was not overwhelmed as before, so he gradually sorted out the language and logic. , Speaking with confidence, "but I think you can also see that this place...I am afraid it is difficult for the republic's government to reach in."
After hearing this, Jin naturally understood what Marconi meant, but he still looked at Marconi with suspicion—he thought carefully about the dark history of this former Mafia member, and then thought about what lies behind this man. Old acquaintance. Although Heliga was only a child at the time, King never treated him as an innocent child like other Libel's companions. The reason is also very simple: Heliga does not possess the kind of non-utilitarianism that his peers have. Almost every step he takes is good. In Jin's heart, Helijia was treated like a superior in society. Although it was not an evil attempt, the honest person "not moving" Jin instinctively rejected such a relationship.
However, there is nothing wrong with Marconi's words... In the actual situation, it seems that it has no choice but to do so. Although he has not yet figured out the deep-seated question, that is, why Heliga would entrust this to himself through the channel of the Guerrilla Association. The two people who haven't been in contact for a long time do not have any common interests... Is it just to say hello in this way? That would be too awkward.
"Okay... I'll take this entrustment." Kim accepted Marconi’s letter of entrustment and confirmed the content. "Bring the girl named Nadia to her brother and make sure that their father can get it. Certainly take care of...Is it."
"Yes." Marconi nodded, "I will leave it to you to decide on how to do it. Just let us know when the task is completed...The contact information of the trustee is on the power of attorney. If there are no other questions. , I plan to leave here."
After that, after saying some kind words, Jin and Marconi said goodbye. However, his brow still doesn't seem to loosen... Obviously, he is thinking about a complicated problem.
"Mr. Jin?" The girl who hadn't said a word from a moment ago was puzzled by Senior's abnormality, so she patted his shoulder gently, "What are you thinking?"
"Nothing...Elei, what does this matter look like from your point of view?" Jin calmed down, and then stared thoughtfully at the junior guerrilla. "This kind of commission will invite guerrillas. The taxi itself is very strange..."
"...I thought about it a bit. Mr. Jin, is this a reminder of a side-knock?" The girl named Ai Lein thought for a moment, then suddenly thought, "Considering what you have in common with me."