Le Ziren's happy life in Marvel

Chapter 130



Chapter 130
When Sherlock woke up again, he found that he was already on a private jet, and his hands and feet were tied up, and a rag was even stuffed in his mouth.

And sitting opposite him was a strong European youth, a huge suitcase was placed on the small table, and standing next to the strong young man was a big man who looked like a bodyguard.

But what makes Sherlock feel speechless is, look at the people on this plane, the stewardess is a widow, and through the service room of the widow, Sherlock can vaguely see the blond-haired burly man in the cockpit with his uniform collapsed tightly. Han was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, looking decent as if he was operating the plane.

Not far from him was Anna in combat uniform.

None of the three looked at Sherlock, as if Sherlock and those two people did not exist.

Sherlock, who saw the situation clearly, was very dissatisfied with the behavior of these bastards using him as a bait, but he still looked at the two "villain" gentlemen sitting opposite him with pitiful eyes.

If Sherlock hadn't been able to speak at this time, he would have said something high and low, surrender, you are already surrounded.

The burly man seemed to have noticed that Sherlock had woken up, and waved to the burly man beside him, and the burly man stepped forward and tore off the cloth strip from Sherlock's mouth.

"Nice to meet you, Planner."

The hardcover man was wearing an elegant custom-made suit, which looked extremely elegant. From the outside, one might even think that he was a son of a noble family.

But it's a pity that this guy is indeed a middleman who does everything, at least in Sherlock's view, this guy is definitely not a good person.

Sherlock, who didn't know what was going on, refused to answer the man's conversation.

The man didn't care, he gestured to the suitcase on the small table with his eyes, and then continued.

"Well, I know you're not very happy, and I don't want to keep inking."

After all, a big bag of cash was thrown at Sherlock's feet. Sherlock could see clearly that the big bag was full of green dollars.

"I'm not a ghost, I'm just a businessman, a planner, if you reveal the password, all the money will be yours!"

After all, the man seemed to be waiting for Sherlock to tell the password with confidence.

Looking at the big bag of money at his feet, Sherlock admitted that he was shamelessly moved. Although he didn't know the so-called password, this didn't stop Sherlock from wanting to cheat the money.

Anyway, except for the two people on the opposite side, everyone on this plane is his own, so Sherlock can rest assured.

"Wait, wait, let me ask you, are you the so-called middleman Ivy Schmidt?"

The strong man opposite Sherlock at the bottom seemed to be full of confidence in handling Sherlock, but he didn't refuse Sherlock's accusation, and replied while looking at Sherlock with a cat-and-mouse look.

"No, it's not, Mr. Ivy Schmidt did not board the plane."

As soon as Sherlock heard that it wasn't the clever guy who offered a bounty to him, he immediately lost interest in the two people on the opposite side, but seeing that the group of teammates on the plane had no intention of taking any action, Sherlock could only be Keep having fun with yourself.

"Okay, then this unknown gentleman, I would like to ask, if after I tell you the password, your boss sells this so-called biological weapon like a dog, how much commission will you get?"

Hearing Sherlock's nonsensical question, the strong man on the opposite side was obviously taken aback, and then unconsciously glanced at the bag of money at Sherlock's feet.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, just looking at it almost made Sherlock so angry, good guy, you agreed to give it to me, so you are fooling me?If I really reveal some unlucky codes for feelings, you will kill me directly, and then take the money with one hand and deliver the goods with one hand, right?
Feeling the insult, Sherlock fixed his eyes, and even unconsciously used a little magic power to stare at the hardcover man opposite him.

Good guys, since you are not human, don't blame the young master for fooling you to death.

The hardcover man opposite seemed to know that he seemed to be timid, and began to make amends slowly.

"What do you care? But it's okay to tell you, 3000 million!"

Hearing what the hardcover man said, Sherlock rolled his eyes to the sky, do you really think I'm blind?

"Come on, don't brag there, I'm afraid the bag of money at my feet is your salary, 3000 million? Don't be kidding.

A dozen 1 yuan banknotes are 15.5cm high, 7.5cm wide, about 1cm high, and 116.25 cubic centimeters in volume.

And this bag is 45 centimeters long, 15 centimeters high, and 20 centimeters wide, that is to say, its volume is about 9000 cubic centimeters, and the division of the two equals 77.41935.

In other words, this bag can only hold 77.41935 coins at most, that is, your bag should not exceed 100 million at most. "

Sherlock's one-shot calculation was so successful that everyone on the plane was stunned, not to mention the strong man, and even Sherlock's teammates were stunned, not knowing what Sherlock was going to do. something.

On Sherlock's side, he didn't give the other side a chance to react at all, and continued.

"Let's calculate your monthly income again. In order to plan this biological weapon transaction, it is calculated based on the minimum time, one month, not too much.

Now I have successfully traded according to you, and I have received the reward from Ivy Schmidt, which is this bag of money, then you must take a break for a while, and I don’t count too much, just half a year.

This half year plus one month, that is, seven months, I will round up the money in your bag to 100 million, and you will earn less than 15 a month!
You see, you might as well just surrender and come to our Cai, at least 30 US dollars a month, and you will also pay five social insurances and one housing fund. When someone asks you what you are doing at home, you can still just say civil servants, at least it sounds good to you, right?

Aside from these things, we still have all kinds of recuperation leave, various insurance supports, free medical treatment if you are injured, and if you are really good at getting it a medal or something, your children also have preferential policies.

Calculated over and over again, it is better than you getting along under Ivy Schmidt..."

Sherlock's mouth was flickering, and Sherlock, who had entered the state, completely forgot about his current situation, and the content of flickering gradually became outrageous.

The most important thing is that although the strong man looked indifferent, the strong man who followed behind the strong man seemed to have begun to be moved by Sherlock's flickering.

In the end, the widow sister couldn't stand it anymore, picked up her own widow's thorn, and when the tea was served, the two of them accidentally hit each other, which interrupted Sherlock's flickering.

"Hey! It's the critical time!"

Sherlock was quite dissatisfied with this. After all, I was tricked here by you without knowing anything. Now that I finally found some fun, I was having fun, so you interrupted me?

(End of this chapter)


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