The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 88 The Bone Spur's Dream

"Aren't you dissatisfied?" He Nan said helplessly: "Or we have to find a way by ourselves, now at least we have solved the problem of entering the office... However, if we want to go in and search for something, we still have to find a way to lure Ava out ah."

"Yeah, that's right." Bone Spur snorted: "So, you have to find a way to lure her away, and I can't help you with that."

"Okay, leave it to me then." He Nan pondered for a moment: "I'll see if I can give her a reason to leave the office."

"Very well. You'd better think about it quickly... Besides, I'm helping you this time because you helped catch the echo, and I'll pay you back, so don't feel like you owe me anything, remember, kid?" After He Nan answered, he stopped, opened a door and hurried in: "Wait for me here."

After he went in, he came out within 2 minutes.

A new piece of news, whether good or bad, was brought.

"Unfortunately, it will be his turn to stand guard in two hours. During this period, you can only pray that Frank will not call in." Bone Spurs squinted his eyes with a cigarette in his mouth: "During this period, you can just stroll around the club and have a good time." Think about how to lure that stinky bitch out, and see if there is anything you want to play with..."

Speaking of which, Bone Spur purposely leaned into He Nan's ear, and whispered, "Boy, let me tell you in secret, there are a lot of girls here who are very upright, and there are all kinds of them. There is definitely one you like... If you want to play, find her." Ask a waiter or security guard and he can show you how to get there."

"Uh...that's unnecessary." He Nan didn't want to participate at all, and at the same time felt that Shirley's eyes were extremely complicated, sharp and ambiguous, and there was a bit of teasing in her eyes: "Where are you going with bone spurs? It sounds like you I don’t even look like I’m planning to go whoring.”

"Me..." Bone Spur grinned, with a smug expression on his face: "I'm going to make two bucks."

"Black boxing?" He Nan turned around and became interested: "Are you going to play?"

"Oh, boy... I won't play. There are many ruthless characters in there, and it's normal to be injured. I have to save my physical strength to deal with old friends." Bone spur took a breath of cigarettes, and said slowly: "In The way to make money in the boxing arena is not only to come to the ring in person, but also to bet... This business is the main source of boxing income. Without this group of betting gamblers, there would be no such high black boxing prize money. "

"Oh...it's interesting." Shirley also came over at this time, not knowing how much she heard just now: "Can I watch it without placing a bet?"

"Just watch. After watching too much, you can easily be affected by other bettors and participate in this game." Bone Spur stepped forward: "Come on, I'll take you to see——Ava It is because of the club's black boxing that the turnover has reached a new level. Here... tsk tsk... there is plenty of oil and water! My dream is to open a club in New York that can hold black boxing competitions. Of course, this dream also It overlaps with opening a bathing center, etc., summed up in one sentence, it is a clubhouse full of sin and enjoyment."

"Is this the so-called kidnapper's dream?" He Nan asked with a smile.

"Ha! Of course - all criminals have to have dreams in order to become big, and my dreams are relatively ordinary and full of ambitions." Bone Spur snorted: "Do you know why?"

"Because being able to drive this kind of thing already proves that you have a certain status in the New York criminal world?" He Nan asked speculatively.

"That's right." Bone Spur affirmed: "This symbolizes territory, symbolizes status...it proves that you have a certain influence."

After finishing this sentence, Bone Spur took a puff of cigarette, and said the second sentence leisurely: "This kind of gold-absorbing place, if the controller has no certain ability, it is easy to be smashed. Once there is the first time, there will be a second one." The second time, if you can’t cover the venue, there will be no revenue, and customers won’t dare to come to your place, will you? You won’t be able to produce any high-end decorations, drinks and dishes, and you can’t afford to hire professionals..."

Bone Spur looked around and pointed to a nearby bar: "For example, those pianists who play the piano in the bar to create a mood are professional, right? Girls who are good at drinking, good looks and professional skills, they have to be found at a high price, right? These all cost money And status... Huh, so, not everyone can operate this business. You must have enough contacts, otherwise you will die suddenly when you open it, and outsiders will stare at it."

What Bone Spur said makes sense.

This is the case with these gray industries.

Fat meat, everyone wants to bite.

... If your backing is not strong enough, you will be squeezed out by all forces.

In the end, the industry will also fall into the hands of others.

There are no high-end shopping places in New York that are not gang-friendly.

If the benefits are not enough, people will not only ignore you, but also make things difficult for you.

Basically every club of this kind belongs to a gang, or operates independently, but pays protection fees.

... This money is really not in vain.

If your venue is invaded by outsiders, you can call the gang that protects you according to the agreement and ask them to send someone to solve the trouble.

Ways to solve the problem include but are not limited to breaking their legs and throwing them out.

What is discounted can also be the neck.

Of course, you can also directly let gang members station in your store, this is called township.

Sometimes you can directly avoid property damage.

Of course, this is an additional service.

have to add money.

How much depends on how much your place is worth.

The more money you can make, the more tribute you will pay.

Moreover, gangsters who come to town are often treated differently than bodyguards.

They belong to the uncle.

It's normal for you to eat, drink, and whore for free.

Not bad for you and your staff.

This has also led to the fact that many shopkeepers can't stand those gangsters who are arrogant and domineering, and may even affect their business. No one can bear to spend money to invite the uncle to come to the store to be cool.

Therefore, this kind of practice of hiring gangsters to control the market is becoming less and less.

... It would be better to simply bribe a few more police officers.

Let them stay at the door of your store for a while if they have nothing to do, and then make a sideways if something happens, that would be great.

At least half of the New York police officers have participated in this kind of "dividend".

Everyone can get a lot of money to supplement their meager salaries, so that they can survive better in this luxurious and increasingly corrupt New York City.

More income, more enjoyment.

"Who is in charge of this land?" He Nan asked, "I have no impression."

"Cutting Block Gang?" Bone Spur laughed and said, "So you also understand why Frank came to attack here, right?"

"...Understood." He Nan suddenly realized and nodded.

The chopping block gang is led by puzzle man Billy Russo.

He and the Punisher are sworn enemies.

So it's only natural that the punisher would come to smash his place.

(End of this chapter)