I am a master in India

Chapter 134 Sin City
Ron was a little stunned when he saw the two people who suddenly appeared outside the door.

His first reaction was that Kavya came with Ajay who was a police officer to catch the adulterer and then there was a Shura battle.

These fantasy scenes were crushed by him in just two seconds.

Ron stood up as usual and introduced them to everyone with a smile.

"Sorry," Kavia said to everyone and signaled Ron with her eyes, "Let's go out and talk for a while."

The room was still filled with laughter as everyone started talking about a celebrity scandal. Ron apologized, nodded to Mary, and left the room.

"Hey, was that Police Officer Lal just now?" Chandra had a good memory and he had read the newspaper.

"It was him, that's right!" Joseph's eyes widened. "He was the one who arrested Sanjay Dutt!"

"Wow! The Mumbai newspapers are calling him a savior, just like Dr. Soul!" Rita screamed. "Only he can solve the bombing case!"

"Officer Lal seems to know Dr. Sur!" Geeta was also very excited. Officer Aij was tough and dignified, and Dr. Sur was so handsome that it made people dizzy.

The simultaneous appearance of this pair captivated Geeta and Rita, who had just entered the entertainment industry.

"Aige is Ron's good friend," Mary suddenly took over the topic, "They have visited each other's homes more than once."

Her eyes clearly told everyone: If you encounter trouble, Ron is the person you should turn to.

Chandra and Joseph looked at each other and had similar thoughts in their minds.

Bollywood falls under Ajay's purview, and the latter is known for his altruism.

No one in the industry could relate to him before, but now there is.

Chandra even secretly regretted that the contract should be revised.

In the atrium outside the hotel, Ron, Kaavia, and Aij were sitting under the awning, each with a cup of coffee in front of them.

"Is there anything urgent?" Ron looked at Kavia and then at Aggie.

He was very curious about how these two people knew each other, especially since they both looked unhappy, which made Ron a little puzzled.

"I visited Ajay when I was writing a feature on crime records," Kavya explained. "He was looking for you. You weren't available at Sur Electronics or Bandra, so he came to South Mumbai."

Ajie still remembered that Ron said his apartment was in the fortress area, not far from the train station. But he didn't know the exact address. It was by chance that he met Kaavia.

"You called me yesterday and asked me to help book a private room here. Yaar, Mary and Lena are here too." Kavya's eyes were puzzled, and her tone was full of doubt.

"You know, business matters. Mary and the others are going to start a company." Ron was not at all disappointed. They were indeed talking about serious matters.

"Ahem." Aijie picked up the coffee and quietly broke the increasingly strange atmosphere. "Do you know Khadhan?"

"Of course." Ron put away his expression and nodded slightly.

"When I say acquaintance, I'm not referring to Khad Khan's reputation in Mumbai, do you understand what I mean?" Ajay emphasized.

"Yes, I used to exchange dollars with him," Ron answered truthfully.

There is nothing to hide. Few policemen in Mumbai are clean. He is not afraid of anything.

"Apart from these?" Aijie pursued relentlessly.

"What do you mean?" Ron finally became serious.

"Medicine." Aijie uttered a word softly.

Kaavia's body trembled slightly, and she looked at Ron with some worry.

"Had Khan had nothing to do with the drug business before. He just got involved. What's going on? The city police want to bypass the coast guard to crack down on smuggling?"

"I'm not talking to you as a police officer, but as a friend." Aijie gave him a displeased look. "Did you know there was something wrong with Khadhan's medicine?"

"What!" Ron was shocked.

"Take a look at these." Aijie took out a document from his bag and handed it to him.

It was an investigation report on a pharmaceutical factory, and the conclusion was simple: no production license, no drug registration certificate, no GMP certification. The environment, safety, and equipment all failed to meet standards.

There is no doubt that this is the manufacturer of the drugs that Ron and Luca smuggled into Brazil. The rows of red crosses are shocking to see.

Ron slammed the documents onto the table and stood up, pacing back and forth in the courtyard.

Medicines are not snacks, and the excuse that they are clean and hygienic does not work.

As long as there is even a little bit of impurity mixed in, it can really kill people.

Because the people who take the medicine are all patients, their health is not good to begin with. If something strange is mixed in, it is very likely to cause complications.

What are impurities in pharmaceutical factories? They could be dirt or other chemical components.

The latter is even more dangerous than the former.

It's true that Ron is an outlaw, but he doesn't want to take human lives.

This is not right!
It is wrong to sacrifice other people's lives for profit!

He could accept terminally ill patients working as medicine men, but he could not accept minor heart disease pills being counterfeit.

"Fortunately, there's no major problem with the medicine from this pharmaceutical factory, it's just that the efficacy is not enough." Aijie suddenly took out another piece of information.

Ron paused, his sullen expression frozen. He quickly walked over, picked up the document, flipped through it, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it is unethical that the medicine is not effective enough, at least it won't kill anyone.

"Why didn't you tell me too?" Ron gave him a reproachful look.

Aijie smiled but said nothing. He just wanted to confirm again whether Dr. Suer was a good person, which would affect his subsequent decision.

"Is Hardhan related to this pharmaceutical company?" Ron suddenly understood something.

"They have an agreement," Aijie nodded. "Had Khan wants someone to help him test the medicine."

"Testing the medicine?" Ron was now somewhat sensitive to the word. "Yes, he wanted to make sure the medicine was okay before sending it to where it was needed. We haven't found out where exactly, and we don't have the evidence to continue investigating."

It's no wonder that each shipment of medicine to Brazil involves a change in manufacturers. Khadhan is proceeding step by step, expanding the product range only after confirming the previous batch is sound.

He was very careful, and even Ron just complained a few times and didn't take it seriously.

After all, Ron is just a middleman, and he doesn't have the energy and time to investigate every pharmaceutical company.

"What are you going to do about this?" Ron asked.

"That pharmaceutical factory has been closed down." Aijie stood up.

"and then?"

"What then?" he asked curiously.

"Is this the end of the matter?" Ron was a little surprised.

"I'm only responsible for the bombing case. I'm not responsible for the drugs, and customs have nothing to do with me." Aijie patted his shoulder and strode away.

Ron looked at his back and suddenly smiled.

After all, they are all captives of the big web of human relationships, and no one can stay out of it.

"Ron." Kaavia walked forward, looking worried.

"It's okay," Ron put his arm around her waist and comforted her softly, "Aige is a friend."

"I still think Soul Electric has more potential. It's your hard work, isn't it?"

"Of course, without a doubt. I'm just doing Luca a favor. Brazil is just as poor as India. Unfortunately, they don't have as many pharmaceutical factories as India does."

"You still have to be careful. I don't want anything to happen to you." Kavya grabbed his arm tightly.

"Okay, I promise. But the business inside isn't finished yet. Do you want to go sit down?"

"No, I still have to write a press release until late, so I might have to work overtime. It's dark, there are no taxis, and I'm all alone on the street."

"Okay, I'll pick you up in the evening." Ron had a headache.

"It's settled then!" she smiled smugly.

"Shit! I knew that Pant guy was playing tricks!"

"He planned it all along, and we all fell for it!"

"This is murder. I'm going to teach them a lesson!"

Luca brandished his pistol and paced around the room like an angry bull.

"Ron, you need to say something." He came over angrily.

"what?"

"We can't just let this go. They have to pay compensation. From now on, the price of that pharmaceutical factory's products will be cut in half!"

Ron paused, then blinked, as if unsure how to begin.

"Why, they'll refuse?" Luca's voice shrilled unconsciously. "This is a matter of life and death. A 40% discount is the bottom line. No less."

Ron was stunned. He was the only one who was a white lotus?

No one cared about the lives of the Brazilians who bought the drugs, including Luca.

"The last batch of goods has arrived in Brazil, right?" Ron said with a subtle expression.

"Here we are," Luca said, his voice unconsciously tinged with laughter. "My brother called me this morning and told me we've quadrupled our profits!"

"Oh, good morning," Ron nodded. He had told Luca about the pharmaceutical factory last night.

"Forget about that pharmaceutical factory. It's been closed down." Ron suddenly lost interest.

"Ah, how can this be possible? What about our business?" Luca was anxious.

"What do you want to do?" Ron asked.

"Of course we have to find new ways, man. That's a million-dollar business!"

"Then continue to cooperate with Pant." Ron spread his hands.

"What?" Luca was confused. "Wasn't the pharmaceutical factory closed down?"

"The other pharmaceutical companies are still here. Have you forgotten the first batch of goods we bought? They were all from well-known pharmaceutical companies in India.

Pant is a drug dealer. He can get anything. It just depends on whether he is willing to do it or what kind of order he receives.

Luca's eyes lit up. Yes! The first batch of goods he brought back even had English instructions.

It's business anyway, there's no reason for Pant not to do it.

"But we can't let him go so easily. We still have to bargain!" Luca's eyes rolled around.

As for Ron, he has already given up, so let him do whatever he wants.

Mumbai is a city of sin, where murders and robberies happen every day.

No one cares, not the government, not the police, not even the victims themselves.

So what did Ron care about?

"By the way, Ron, my brother told me about some more medicine. I think it's for cancer treatment or something. Someone is paying a lot of money for it. See where you can get it."

Luca happily took out a note and handed it to Ron eagerly.

The price is shockingly high, even higher than gold.

(End of this chapter)