Chapter 252

"Let me introduce you."

More than a dozen people were sitting in such a big and bright room. Lorraine pointed to the only stranger to bell and introduced him softly.

"Bart doesn't seem to have a last name or first name. He is the top intelligence dealer in New Orleans and the owner of the old tavern. By the way, his daughter is Katrina's goddaughter, so I'm used to treating him as my own when my life is not in danger."

Bell flattened his mouth, raised his hand and pointed at Emmons angrily.

"Chris Emmons, Welsh, Lieutenant Colonel staff officer of the continental fleet, is an old acquaintance of mine. He is a bad gambler without integrity. I won't treat him as my own at any time."

"Rotten gambler?" Lorraine raised her eyebrows.

Emmons straightened his skirt and walked towards Lorraine.

"Lo... It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Edward KENWAY. Because it's a valuable first impression, I hope to have a chance to prove my innocence."

Lorraine smiled noncommittally, "please say it. This is not a plantation. No one deprives you of your right to speak."

"Thank you very much." Emmons said in a deep and serious voice, "strictly speaking, I am not a gambler. Gamblers are perceptual. They are used to entrusting victory and defeat to God and praying for a gift called luck. I am rational. I just want to prove that analysis can replace luck, but so far I have failed to find an appropriate formula, so I have paid a lot of experimental funds."

No one could have imagined that Emmons's so-called self incrimination was to refute Bell's evaluation of him. For a time, he was... Silent.

Lorraine coughed awkwardly. "Daniel, don't you think this gentleman is a bit like you?"

Daniel said coldly, "I don't think so. I'll only do it when the success rate reaches 100%. I'll only do the previous experiments in the laboratory."

"He may regard the casino as a laboratory..."

"Then he's a real fool. The laboratory needs to be controllable, but the casino doesn't control too much. It's practical."

The topic completely deviated from the Qing Dynasty

Lorraine interrupted the gossip in embarrassment and waved to take a stack of documents from Bart.

"Bell, do you know where you are?"

"I think it's a grave, but the gambler doesn't approve."

"He is right." Lorraine looked through the documents and said carelessly, "this is the basement of the charm ready-made clothes shop in gudaril France. Its owner met and discussed with anti Spanish liberals here. Finally, he was betrayed by trusted companions and became a sacrifice for the new history of New Orleans."

Bell frowned. "I don't like your insinuation, kenvi. To be honest, you've taken my things away. You should know I didn't betray you."

"I don't know." Lorraine didn't look up. "I've seen these things three times, but I still can't tell whether they are true or false. A high-ranking Lieutenant Colonel's staff officer and a set of information that is difficult to distinguish between true and false are far from enough to prove your innocence."

"Then check it!"

"This is my business. And now I want to know when Shaq built a stronghold in New Orleans and why you should contact that stronghold."

"Contact?" bell was confused.

"Stronghold?" Emmons looked confused.

So Lorraine determined that [balanbas's daydream] was indeed the Royal Navy's intelligence stronghold in New Orleans.

Perhaps from Lorraine's eyes, or from the other party's eyes, bell soon realized that he had confessed a part.

Fortunately, this part is destined to be hidden

He turned his eyes and sat on the ground: "let's discuss the problem calmly. As a matter of sincerity, please let the intelligence dealer who wants to know everything get out first."

Bart's old face turned red because Lorraine was seriously considering Bell's proposal.

The result of consideration

"Bart, our seminar involves something you can't know. You know, you're not trustworthy."

It's so gentle that even God will be moved!

Bart rolled out of the room gratefully. Hannah kept watching him roll out of the basement and shut him out completely with a squeak.

"Well, the conversation environment has been established. It's time for you and Mr. Emmons to tell some stories separately."

When Lorraine said this, Karen, Wang Ye and acharin pulled Emmons up, took him back to the small room where he and bell had been imprisoned, and closed the door to separate the inside and outside.

Bell showed no surprise, but calmly cleared his throat: "Lorraine, do you think I might betray you?"

"Many reasons."

"Er... Our friendship is almost as long as age!"

"Another reason."

Bell choked half to death.

"Hell, for the sake of asasin not wiping my neck in the dark lane... On the return of the first round of smuggling, I met my old friend in formation 3."

"The old crew of the Ranger is the most trusted officer group under Shaq Drake and is very united. I know my experience will cause dissatisfaction among old friends, because you know, selling a few guns is not a big deal."

"So I took the initiative to get in touch with him and buy some information from him. He didn't want to betray Shaq, but for the sake of the past, he agreed to contact me. The most loyal and forever short of money... Is this Lieutenant Colonel Emmons."

"As you think, the bar is indeed connected with the Navy, but it is not a relationship between superiors and subordinates. It is more like you and the intelligence dealer just now, limited trust, easy-to-use stronghold, long-term money exchanges and good reputation."

"The old friend of formation 3 gave me the opening code of the bar and asked me to wait for Emmons there. Yesterday was the first time we met. I opened the required catalogue and he gave the price. Today is the second time we met for trading."

A very complete story, antecedents, consequences, process, turning points, and the motives of relevant characters, can't pick out any mistakes, and it is full of points that can be compared.

According to bell, he did not betray anyone. If the information was true, he even contributed.

Lorraine turned his head and inadvertently looked at Carmen.

Carmen, the recorder of the conversation, turned his head and indicated that he had written down everything.

Lorraine sighed, "what's the price Emmons offered?"

"Two hundred pounds."

"How do I check out?"

"I need time to verify the information, so the goods first and then the money. The money will be given to him at the next meeting."

"When will we meet again?"

"Two rounds of smuggling. I made an appointment with him for a month, that is, the night of August 28."

Lorraine closed his eyes and thought for a moment, "what if you were at sea that day or he couldn't come for some reason?"

"He has the right to postpone, and I have the right to advance. The change of time needs to be proposed a week in advance, and then wait for the other party's response."

"You made a detailed agreement."

Bell sighed with a headache: "after talking for three hours, Emmons claimed to have no choice, and he was disgusting in detail."

"I see." Lorraine stood up. "You have a good rest here. I'll check everything, including whether to chop you into pieces and throw you into the sea."

"Go, go, just captain," said bell, waving his hands lazily. "Can I ask for wine and a single room during my detention? I'll go crazy to live with Emmons."