Mysterious: The Innate Sacred Body of Destiny

Chapter 291 Chaos and the Usefulness of Minor Characters

Chapter 291 Chaos and the Usefulness of Minor Characters

"Damn it! Why is all my money gone?!"

On the deck of the "Golden Dream," Danitz was grabbing "Iron" Bridge's collar and shaking him wildly.

"Why!"

"Hey! Yelling at me won't do any good! It's not like I told you to put your money in the stock market!"

"Iron Man" shoved Danitz aside, his face full of disdain.

"You were the one who heard that the Backlunds stock market was doing well, and begged me to help you find investment opportunities, which is why I reluctantly agreed to help you!"

"Besides, because I believed your nonsense, I also invested several hundred pounds! Now I've lost everything, and I haven't even settled accounts with you yet—"

"Iron Man" left cursing, leaving only a dejected Danitz standing there, dumbfounded.

"Bullshit—why did the stock market suddenly crash when everything was fine?!"

This time, Danitz suffered a devastating loss. He had invested almost all of the remaining bounty from his previous attempt—

—And the result—

Clearly, the financial crisis that originated in Backlund has spread its influence to the distant ocean.

"It's all over—my money!" Danitz cried out in anguish, finally collapsing to his knees and letting out a desperate wail.

Taking advantage of the recent drop in property prices in Bayam, he reserved several more properties from several colleagues, had them notarized, and even paid deposits.

As a result, when the financial crisis hit, the private capital in Backlunds frantically sold off a large number of properties in the colonies at extremely low prices in order to recover their losses and use the funds to plug the holes in the financial market, which led to the continuous decline in house prices in Bayam.

A month ago, Danitz thought he had gotten a great deal, but now he's almost lost everything.

The crucial point is that he has already paid a deposit. If he backs out now, all that deposit will be lost.

But if you ask him to grit his teeth and pay the remaining balance now—not to mention that the market price of those properties is now lower than the price he originally booked, he simply doesn't have that much cash on hand right now.

The most troublesome part is notarization, which has extraordinary effects, making it impossible for him to break the contract.

"What should we do—what should we do—should we borrow money from the other people on the ship?"

"But what if they find out about this—" Danitz was caught in a deep dilemma.

"Iron Skin" has also lost money, so he probably won't go around talking nonsense, but he's unlikely to lend you any more money either.

But once word gets out that he lost everything in his investments, his "brainless" image will spread throughout the ship, and he might even become a new laughing stock across the seas as the sailors spread the word!

At that time, his nickname will no longer be "Blazing Flame," but "Investment Genius" and "Bayam the Stock God."

"How about... borrowing some from the captain?" Danitz thought of the wise captain. If it were her, she would probably be understanding and give him an advance on his wages, right?

"No, that won't do!" The moment the thought crossed his mind, Danitz decisively gave up.

"If I tell the captain, she'll most likely help me, but she'll also lecture me, and my image in her eyes will plummet! Then I won't have any chance at all!" Danitz shuddered at the thought of the look the captain might give him, as if he were an idiot.

"What should I do? What should I do?!"

"That's right! Brando!" Danitz's eyes lit up instantly; he suddenly remembered someone.

Monkey Brando!

He's already back in Backlund and isn't at sea anymore, so telling him this wouldn't get out at sea. Besides, he trusts Brando's character enough; the man isn't the type to be loose-lipped.

Most importantly, Brando has earned tens of thousands of pounds in bounties from the Blood General, so he's definitely not short of money!

He and I have a bond forged in life and death! Now that his brother is in trouble, lending him some money to tide him over shouldn't be a big deal, right?

"That's right! We'll find Brando!"

Danitz immediately jumped up from the ground, hurriedly grabbed a pen and paper, and racked his brains to write a letter to Lorne, his words filled with anxiety, embarrassment, and a plea for "brother, give me a hand."

After explaining that she was an investor, a "friend" of Scott, and that she didn't seem like a bad person, Hazel was invited into the factory office.

"What?! James Scott has been arrested by the police?!"

Upon receiving this news, Hazel was initially shocked, but then a hint of understanding appeared on her face.

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She recalled how the other person had threatened her back then—and suddenly felt a pang of schadenfreude.

That guy wasn't a good person to begin with, so it's not surprising that he ended up like this.

"Sigh... I wonder what will happen to Mr. Scott. Those damn gangsters, and those damn cops—" Old Kohler sighed from the side.

Upon hearing this, Klein lowered his head in shame. Ultimately, he also bore some responsibility for the situation.

"Do you really believe Scott is a good person?" Heyle asked, somewhat puzzled, seeing their reactions.

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Old Kohler looked blankly at the heavily bundled-up young lady, a look on his face saying, "Isn't it obvious?"

Emoji.

Klein was also slightly surprised. Although Scott had teamed up with Lorne Disenke to trick him before, there was an element of misunderstanding involved. But this time, Scott had gone to jail to save those kidnapped girls, which was a genuine act of kindness.

"Mr. Scott is a true gentleman, much better than those bloated, fat noblemen," old Kohler said with great certainty.

"He gave me a job, allowing me to survive. And, to prevent workers from losing their jobs, he preferred to let the factory go bankrupt rather than lay off workers—"

Hearing the word "bankruptcy," Hazel frowned slightly.

This involuntarily reminded her of her father, Congressman Macht. In recent days, her father had always returned home looking distraught and overwhelmed. Having grown up with him, she had never seen her usually calm and resolute father show such a despairing expression.

Those damn liars!

"That kid doesn't know anything—"

"It wasn't him who attacked us in the first place."

Horace, who was the strongest in the Capin Villa and had narrowly escaped from Klein's clutches, was now humbly reporting his findings to a certain Augustus in front of him.

"Was all the evidence in the villa destroyed?"

"They've all been destroyed—" Horace said, head bowed, avoiding eye contact.

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"Kapin's men have all been dealt with as well."

"Hmm—" The demigod of the Augustus family fell into a long silence.

"Now, the only ones who have been to the scene are that mysterious ghost and this nobody named James Scott."

"Should we—have our men go and—" Horace desperately needed a new opportunity to atone for his crimes.

"That's enough!"

"I have already witnessed your incompetence. Do not act rashly again."

"Yes, yes, I overstepped my bounds," Horus stammered.

After his subordinates withdrew, the demigod of the Augustus family pondered his next move.

"A minor character —"

"There's no need to ruin our relationship with the church over such a minor character."

"However, this minor character might actually be of great use—"

Although news reports about Kapin's affair have been suppressed, the news has already spread. Moreover, the recent financial crisis has caused widespread discontent, so there is a particular need to divert public attention at this time.

"One hero is good enough."

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