Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 154 [Despair]

Marvin walked out of Ethan's living room, and the further he walked, the more he felt something was wrong.

What did that phone call just now mean? What was settled?

He felt very uneasy.

He always felt that things were heading in a direction beyond his control.

Is there something wrong with that batch of wine again?

Or is there something wrong with the people in the Court of Justice?
Or maybe... he thought of the most unacceptable possibility, that is, there was something wrong with his people.

When he got back into the car, before he even sat down, he saw his men who had gone to take the people from the Court of Justice to check the illegal liquor coming back.

He looks ugly.

Could it be that……

"Boss..." One of the men spoke with some difficulty.

"What's wrong?" Marvin was unwilling to accept this result.

"The wine... turned into water." When the subordinate said this, he seemed to be deflated.

Ma Wenze was completely distracted.

"how is this possible?"

He said, "How is this possible?", and then continued as if questioning his subordinates or himself.

"How is that possible?! We've checked that wine at least a dozen times. How could it be fake? Did you fail to keep a close watch on it? Or..."

His eyes had become fierce.

His men knew what he meant and quickly shook their heads and begged for mercy.

"Boss, we have absolutely done nothing wrong to the bureau. We all want revenge, you must believe us." "Then how did the wine turn into water? Why did the wine turn into water?"

Marvin's eyes were already red, and he roared, but it was more like he was questioning himself.

In the end, he was unable to attack his own men and could only rush into the Pauletta Manor again.

No one stopped him, and he came to Ethan's living room again.

He kicked the door open and strode to Ethan, staring at him with his red eyes.

"Tell me, what did you do? Who did you just call? Did you bribe my people?!"

Ethan was still holding his coffee. He didn't show any surprise at Marvin's intrusion. He just said calmly, "Director Marvin, you're a little too excited right now. I suggest you calm down. How about sitting down and having a cup of coffee first?"

"Tell me! Tell me! What did you do to make the wine turn into water again?!" Marvin growled manically. Finally, he couldn't help it and took out his gun, pointing it at Ethan's eyebrows.

Ethan shook his head and said, "It's very unwise for you to do this now, Marvin. Okay, let me tell you, that call just now was from my financial director. He told me that the business matter has been handled. If you don't believe me, you can call him again, but I want to tell you that by doing this, you are exploring my business secrets. I can definitely sue you."

Marvin ignored it and called back while pointing the gun at Ethan.

After a while, someone picked up the phone.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"Who are you and what did you just say to Ethan?"

"Who are you? Where is the young master?"

"Eugenides, for God's sake, tell this poor guy who you are and what you just did." Ethan raised his voice and shouted into the phone.

"Well, this... I don't know who this person is, but I'm Eugenides..."

Marvin couldn't listen to the rest of the conversation any more, as he knew he was wrong.

He knew Eugenides, who was indeed Ethan's treasurer.

But why...

"Ethan..." He gripped the gun again. "Marvin, my tolerance for your disrespect is limited. I urge you to put the gun down. This is my home, and I can definitely shoot you. Even if you're the Director of Prohibition, it won't matter. This is a legal right granted to me."

Ethan frowned.

"My suggestion is that you sit down and talk to me about my previous proposal, or put down your gun and slowly walk out of here."

Five minutes later.

Marvin walked out of Ethan's living room. He did not choose to sit down and chat with Ethan.

He just felt completely hopeless and everything was meaningless.

He thought that this time he would fight to the death, but he didn't expect that it would be easily resolved by others.

Everything he did was like a clown in a circus.

He didn't know what else he could do. Maybe quitting his job and leaving this place would be the best option.

This Prohibition Bureau, this future, it's all fake.

Ethan was in the living room, quietly watching his back through the floor-to-ceiling window.

Although he didn't completely defeat Marvin this time, he was almost there.

He has thoroughly understood this man's character. He is not the kind of person who can really let go of everything.

The current discouragement is only temporary.

There will always be a day when he comes back to find me.

In fact, the plan this time was very simple. He had instructed Walter to tamper with the latest batch of wine long before the incident.

Walter was given Ethan's real name, 'Researcher and Changer of Fine Wine'. With this real name, plus his own knowledge and abilities, his ability to make moonshine is beyond imagination.

Making a batch of moonshine that starts out as wine but turns into water after a few days is a piece of cake.

He had calculated all of this. Even the people who delivered the wine were all Sandro's die-hard fans and were treated as consumables.

It looked like a counterattack by Victor and the others, but in fact it was a trap he set for Marvin.

As for that phone call, it really was from Eugenides.

I did report to him what was happening in Butan City.

The bank matters have been taken care of, and all recent large sums of funds have been processed through the bank.

A fully operational network has been set up.

In fact, Ethan has been causing so much trouble these days, which is also indirectly covering up his own financial operations.

Outside the Porretta estate.

Marvin got back into the car.

The atmosphere in the car was suffocatingly silent.

One of his men couldn't help but want to ask something, but Marvin interrupted him: "Don't say anything, this is all my fault. It's my incompetence that has harmed everyone. When I get back, I will resign and take responsibility for everything. You don't have to worry..."

He wanted to say something when someone knocked on the car window.

Marvin suppressed his anger and looked out the window. He thought Ethan was going to humiliate him again.

But when the car window rolled down, he saw a strange face. This person was wearing the kingdom's military uniform, but there was a strange yet familiar emblem on his chest.

That is the Libra with three dragons as the base.

Someone from the Kingdom Statistics Bureau.

What are they doing here?
"The Prohibition Bureau, huh? Please leave immediately. From now on, we at the Statistics Bureau will take over here."

The man's tone was extremely flat and arrogant.

(End of this chapter)