Chapter 185: Unexpected Gain (Part 1)
Chapter 185: Unexpected Gain (Part 1)
"..."
As Amy's smile froze on her face and she unconsciously touched her chest, Lyon's lips twitched, and his toes instinctively curled.
To prevent any more embarrassing remarks from the other room, Lyon quickly stood up, opened the door to his room, and invited, "Why don't we talk in my room?"
"Okay..."
Hearing Lyon's invitation, the doll-faced girl's face turned slightly red, and she nodded eagerly. She picked up her bag and followed Lyon into his room.
After Lyon shut the door with a bang, keeping out words like "Papaya Soup," "Big Brother," and "Sister-in-Law," Amy finally breathed a sigh of relief. Feeling a bit embarrassed, she looked at Lyon and said, "Mr. Lyon, the reason I came here is that I actually want to invite you to my house as a guest. You saved me from the Masini family, and my entire family is very grateful. My parents also want to meet you! If it weren't for my mom's health and my dad needing to take care of her and manage the company, they would have come with me. Please believe us; we just want to properly thank you!"
"I'm sorry."
Seeing Amy staring at him without blinking, her sincerity almost overflowing, Lyon considered for a moment before refusing, "I don't want to decline the invitation, but I've been extremely busy with work lately. I might not even go home at night. After I speak with Anna for a bit, I have to rush back to the bureau. I really can't spare the time right now."
"Alright then... I'm sorry for bothering you."
After her sincere invitation was rejected again, the doll-faced girl couldn't help but lower her head slightly, her eyes filled with disappointment.
Clenching her fist in frustration, she didn't persist in trying to change Lyon's mind. Instead, she raised her head and asked eagerly, "Mr. Lyon, is there anything in your work that I can help with? Ah! Please don't misunderstand. I'm not forcing you to come to my house as a guest.
It's just... since you're not available recently and can't accept our family's gratitude in person, at least let me help you with something I can manage. Give us a chance to express our thanks. Can you do that?"
"Well..."
Looking at the doll-faced girl with her eyes full of sincerity and her posture so humble, Lyon found it hard to refuse. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "Recently, our bureau has been keeping an eye on the Rogue Gang, but their traces are hard to track. Even the Secret Investigation Bureau of the Police Department has no leads. If your family has any connections, could you help me keep an eye on them? Remember, don't do anything else, just observe. Those rogues have some things that you can't contend with."
The Rogue Gang?
Hearing Lyon's words, Amy blinked, as if remembering something.
After a slight hesitation, she said softly, "Regarding the Rogue Gang... our department store used to have some connections with them. If you're looking for them, Mr. Lyon, we might be able to help."
Surprised, Lyon raised his eyebrows. He had been planning to send her off quickly, but now he took a deep breath and invited her to sit on the only bed in the room. He fetched a small folding stool and sat across from her, asking earnestly, "Miss Amy, can you tell me more about this?"
"Ah? Okay!"
She glanced at the solemn-faced Lyon sitting across from her, his bright and spirited eyes fixed intently on her. For some reason, the doll-faced girl suddenly felt a bit tense, as if her hands and feet didn't quite know where to rest comfortably.
Mr. Lyon... He really is a capable and reliable man.
Looking at Lyon's calm demeanor and focused gaze, even though his clothes were rather cheap, he still exuded a peculiar charm that was hard to ignore. Amy couldn't help but bite her lower lip in admiration and then began to speak:
"Mr. Lyon, our family owns the largest department store in the royal capital, you should know that, right?"
"Yes, and it has the lowest prices too."
"That's right. Besides having the largest scale, lowest prices, and the most widespread branches, our department store also boasts the most comprehensive range of products.
My father, as the deputy chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, has good relationships with the Lower House and several other departments. He has obtained the sales qualifications for almost all types of goods. Before the citywide gun ban in the royal capital, he even sold a small number of compact firearms with significantly reduced range..."
After briefly explaining the unique features of Carl Department Store, the doll-faced girl tried her best to recall, "Just before the citywide gun ban was implemented, someone took advantage of the fact that our department store hadn't removed the items yet. They purchased nearly a hundred civilian nail guns in batches from over a dozen of our branches.
My father was concerned that these people might cause trouble with these weapons and involve our Carl Department Store. So, he investigated and was shocked to find that besides the firearms, this suspicious group had been doing business with us for many years."
Many years of business?
Lyon furrowed his brows, "Are these people part of the rogue gang? Do you mean they've been buying nail guns from your Carl Department Store?"
"Not just nail guns."
Amy shook her head at Lyon's words, "My father is very cautious. Even though the profit from selling firearms is decent, he never stocked them in large quantities. He only kept a few counters in some of the more stable branches.
What they really bought in large quantities were various everyday items like seasonal clothing, cooking oil, salt, sugar, alcohol, blankets, utensils, and ingredients.
And it wasn't just once or twice; it was a long-term and continuous covert operation. They'd buy seasonal clothing once or twice a year, cooking essentials every one to two months, and fresh ingredients in large quantities every week."
After sharing Old Carl's discovery, Amy glanced at Lyon, who seemed to have an epiphany, and continued, "Up until now, these people's purchases haven't stopped. My father tallied the quantities of these supplies and found that they could sustain the normal lives of seven to eight hundred people. At its peak, it was enough for a thousand people for half a year.
What's terrifying is that this group of a thousand people never attracted any attention. If they hadn't rushed to buy a large number of nail guns before the gun ban, catching my father's attention, no one would have ever discovered their existence.
After my father noticed the anomaly, he didn't engage with them deeply due to his cautious nature. But after comparing their activities with news about rogue gang activities and analyzing their consumption patterns, he guessed their identities."
(End of Chapter)
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