Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 386 Vodka is real, I cry to death

The next day, Fujiwara arrived at the Edo Hotel on time with a large sum of unnumbered cash as scheduled.

After entering the hall, Fujiwara looked around and saw no sign of the seller. However, thanks to the information provided by Kaito, he easily found the room where the transaction was conducted.

After getting the room card, I entered the elevator and just pressed the elevator door-closing button. When the elevator door was about to close, a pair of hands blocked the door.

"Be careful." Fujiwara Xinghai just wanted to remind him, but the other party withdrew his hand.

After the elevator door opened, Fujiwara could see the full picture of the person opposite.

(It turned out to be them)

Vodka and Gin didn't say a word after entering the elevator.

After the elevator door closed again, Fujiwara saw that neither of them made a sound or pressed the floor they wanted to go to, so he took the initiative to ask, "Which floor do you want to go to? I will press it for you."

Gin remained silent, but Vodka raised his eyes and glanced at the 'big fat man' in front of him, then pointed to the floor where Fujiwara had just pressed. It turned out that they were also planning to go to the eighth floor.

"You guys are going to the eighth floor too, what a coincidence." Fujiwara Hoshikai stretched out his handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

It's a good thing that he changed his appearance today, otherwise when he saw Gin Jiu, he might have remembered that he had 'accidentally' taken away his lighter.

Perhaps because he was a head taller than him, Fujiwara felt that Gin still felt very oppressive.

The elevator rose steadily, but seeing the box of Vodka in his hand, Fujiwara said he couldn't be very calm.

(Are they going to make a transaction? Are they the two sellers who contacted me?)

Thinking of this possibility, Fujiwara felt inexplicably funny and almost stopped laughing.

The black organization's business is very wide, and in my memory they seem to do everything.

After reaching the eighth floor, Gin and Vodka had a tacit understanding and asked Fujiwara Hoshikai to leave first, probably because they were afraid of being followed.

After stepping out of the elevator, Fujiwara followed the reserved room and opened the door with the room card.

After entering, he first checked to see if there were any listening devices or monitors in the house. After confirming that they were correct, he sat on the sofa in the room and waited for the seller to come to the door.

After waiting for about ten minutes, someone knocked on the door. Fujiwara quickly stood up and touched Yi Rong's face. Then he went to the door and looked outside the house through the peephole. He found that the person who came was not Gin and the others but a strange man.

Fujiwara did not hesitate, opened the door and let the other party in.

After entering the door, the man, like Fujiwara, took out the equipment and checked the room. After confirming that there was no monitoring equipment, he opened the box and took out the guy inside.

"The UM-PS12 submachine gun newly developed by Claude Company is made of high-strength alloy materials and is lightweight. It adopts an advanced damping system, which can effectively reduce recoil and jitter, and improve your shooting hit rate. UM -PS12 has a range of about 200 meters and a rate of fire of up to 800 rounds per minute. In addition, it also has a detachable magazine with a capacity of 30 rounds, which can be added with an extended magazine, which is very suitable for the close combat you need. .”

Fujiwara nodded, took the hand from the other party, shook it in his hand, and found that it was not light at all.

"Sounds great. Does this submachine gun have automatic and semi-automatic firing modes?"

"Yes, as long as you press the safety here, it will automatically switch to shooting mode."

After the weapon was introduced, the man marked the price in his hand.

Fujiwara took a breath after hearing this, "Good guy, it's so expensive."

"You get what you pay for sir."

After hearing this, Fujiwara scratched his head and suddenly felt that he didn't really need this thing. It was just because the last gunfight at the Izu Resort Hotel gave him the idea that I also need a self-defense weapon, so he wanted to get one to play with. For a moment. "Okay, since we can't negotiate the price, do you have any free products? For example, pistols or something like that?"

"No sir, but as long as you pay, we can give you two magazines as a gift."

"Full house?"

"No, empty magazine."

Fujiwara Hoshikai's face darkened after hearing this, feeling that he could not take advantage.
  Ten minutes later, Fujiwara paid and left with his suitcase. When he walked to the elevator, he encountered gin and vodka again.

When Vodka saw that it was the fat man from before, he was immediately annoyed. He suspected that this man was following them on purpose.

After entering the elevator, Fujiwara pressed the first floor button and waited for the elevator door to close.

In the elevator, Gin and Vodka stared at the man they met twice.

Out of boredom, Fujiwara kept flipping the switch on the box with his hands.

"Pata~Pata~"

As a result, the box was opened and the weapons inside fell to the ground. The elevator had just started.

When Vodka and Gin saw this, their faces darkened instantly, and they stared at the man in front of them fiercely.

The gun was rolled to Gin's feet. Just as Fujiwara was about to pick it up, Vodka stopped him and said, "Wait a minute, I'll do it." He picked up the submachine gun from the ground and looked around.

"This is the one that the Ni Sanhui guys often sell."

Mu Sanhui Fujiwara had never heard of it, but he noticed that Gin frowned and realized that things were not simple.

Well, it wasn't Fujiwara's intention to expose his secrets in front of them, but he had to take action now.

In such a narrow space, Fujiwara still felt that it was easy to deal with these two people. Even if the situation was difficult, he could still use the time-stop power of the Platinum Star.

What he didn't expect was that Vodka handed the gun to Fujiwara and told him to put it away after making a casual remark.

Vodka nodded, with a hint of pity and amusement in his eyes.

"You'd better put it away, but how did you come up with the idea of ​​negotiating a deal with those guys? How much did you charge for this thing?"

Fujiwara thought for a while, marveled that Gin did not continue to express his position, and at the same time made a hesitant gesture of ten.

After hearing this, Vodka laughed and said, "You were completely deceived by those bastards as a fool. This is not a product of Claude Company at all, but a simulated weapon stamped by them using templates. It has a high jamming rate." At the same time, the service life is too low. The barrel will deform and easily explode if fired too much, and at the same price, you can sell better imported products.”

Vodka said, taking out a business card and contact address from his pocket and handing it to Fujiwara Hoshimi.

"These people just want to make more profits, and they pass off low-quality simulated weapons as high-quality products. Their goal is to make money quickly, and they don't care about the needs and safety of their customers. If you find out how You can go there after you are stupid and come back in a few days and you will find the same price but better quality and freebies.”

Vodka was about to explain their product type, but unexpectedly the elevator had already reached the first floor, so his words stopped abruptly.

After watching the two people leave, Fujiwara Hoshimi held the business card Vodka gave him with a speechless expression, not knowing how to express his stance.

To say he is warm-hearted, or to say that he is willing to slander other competitors' products in order to win over customers.

(End of this chapter)