Chapter 42: Rumor 4

At six o'clock in the morning, the moment the hour and minute hands just coincided, Alexander Popov opened his eyes on time, and he did not stay on the bed for a moment. In less than a quarter of an hour after leaving the bed, Alexander Popov had finished washing and tidying up. He gently opened the door of his room. Alexander is now temporarily staying in the apartment of his uncle's old housekeeper, Sharapov. Sharapov is no longer young, and he always sleeps very badly at night. Alexander didn't want to wake up the old man, so Alexander tried to keep the noise of his activities quiet. He walked out of the apartment lightly, and closed the door of the apartment. Although it was already six o'clock in the morning, the sky was still dark, and there were still It was dark, but these had no effect on Alexander. His eyesight had always been good. He trotted downstairs and started a morning run for the day. Although he is already middle-aged, Alexander's physical condition is still excellent, full of energy and explosive power, and when he starts running, he sometimes speeds up and sometimes slows down, with an extremely rhythmic sense.

The reason why Alexander left the warm bed so early was to visit the black market of the Gorky Automobile Factory, which was once controlled by his uncle Popov and is now controlled by a group of people known as the Gorky Gang. The guys took over, when the gang just took over, when Alexander first came to Gorky City, the Gorky gang made a mess there, and the prices of goods on the black market were extremely high at that time, and the supply was in short supply, when he was with his uncle It is quite different. But recently, this situation has been greatly alleviated. The types of goods have begun to increase, and the prices have begun to become lower and lower. Many working families with meager income will go there to purchase goods. Although the prices of state-owned stores are lower, But where it needs to be supplied by ticket, and there is a long queue for an hour. Alexander knew very well that the reason for this change was that the gang that took over the market had finally solved their supply problem.

Alexander has a good relationship with his uncle Nikolai, who has no children, so he has always treated Alexander as his own son. Before Alexander went to Israel, he had been living with Nikolai. Nikolai I very much hope that Alexander can become his successor, but Alexander has never participated in the business of his uncle Nicholas because he has no ambition.

Since his uncle was murdered, Alexander has been searching for news through various channels, but unfortunately he has found nothing until now. Even though all the clues point to Boris Ilyich Pogolovsky of the Gorky gang, Alexander knew very well that that guy didn't have such abilities. Uncle's death was not so simple, and the murderer must be someone else .

The location of the black market is near the living area of ​​the Gorky Automobile Factory. It has been there since Popov was in charge, mainly because there are many workers there. Now the black market is run by people from the Gorky Gang. The police there belong to the Gorky Automobile Factory. It is very difficult for the outside police to intervene in the internal establishment of the factory. As local snakes, it is easier for the people of Gorky's gang to deal with those policemen, so the peddlers who do business there are now more at ease.

Alexander went there almost every day, and many peddlers in the business got to know him well, including Alexievich, who specializes in food business. Alexander bought something from Alexievich almost every day, and he almost became Alexievich's most stable customer.

"Hey! Good morning Shania (Alexander's nickname, as he is called among acquaintances), what do you want today?" Alexievich greeted his regular customer Alexander enthusiastically.

"Hey, this is Italian Parma ham, isn't it, Alexievich? You are very capable. You can even get this. You really have it." Alexander said, pointing to a whole ham. The crown logo and the text of Prosciutto di Parma perfectly testify to this precious ingredient.

Although Alexander praised Alexievich, he didn't pay attention to him. The dazzling array of goods made Alexander very puzzled. How did the Gorky gang get new products in such a short period of time? As for the source of goods, Alexander really has no clue.

"You really know the goods, Shania, do you want to try it?" Alexievich tried his best to sell it. Workers near high-end goods like Parma ham would not buy it. It’s expensive, and the second is that these workers don’t even know what Parma ham is. Only those who know the goods in Alexander can buy this kind of stuff at a high price.

Alexander took the knife handed by Alexievich, cut a thin slice from the ham, rolled it into a roll and put it in his mouth. The meat is delicate and sweet, with a slight salty taste, and only this kind of ham has unique aroma.

"It would be even better if it is paired with Italian wine and cheese!" Alexander praised sincerely.

"Then what do you mean..." Alexievich looked at Alexander expectantly and asked.

"I want them all. Good things like this are rare. But this thing is too heavy. I need to buy some wine and cheese. I'll come back and take it away later. I'll give you the money later." Alexander said .

"I have a bag here, you can put it in and carry it on your back." Alexievich pushed hard, for fear that Alexander would change his mind.

Alexander strolled around for a while, bought wine, cheese, and some smoked fish, and then returned to Alexievich's stall, looking at Alexievich with a serious expression. Alexievich was a little hairy from Alexander's stare, and quickly asked, "What's the matter Shania?"

"What's the matter? How dare you ask what's the matter? Someone told me just now that the Parma ham you sell here is fake, and I won't buy anything from you in the future. You liar." Alexander said pretending to be angry.

"Who said, I am a genuine Italian product, there will be absolutely no problem. Someone must have framed me." Alexievich said full of grievance and anger.

"Alekseevich, don't care who said it, I don't know how much you have, how can you get this kind of thing. It's Italian. If you can sell Italian goods You've come all the way here, and you still know how to do this, don't be kidding!" Alexander yelled at Alexievich pretending to be distrustful.

"I don't have this ability, but someone has it. They do big business. Not only here, they also supply the things in the Tyumen market. Popov used to be good, but they still killed them?" Ah Leksievich blurted out on impulse.

"Who do you think killed Popov? It wouldn't be Boris from Gorky's gang, right?" Alexander suppressed the anger in his heart and pretended to be disdainful.

"Of course it's not Boris, it's his boss, an old man." Alexievich replied excitedly.

"Who said that, you couldn't make it up, right?" Alexander continued to tease Alexievich.

"It was said by a big man named Yakov, who made a big deal in Tyumen. Hey! It seems that Boris' younger brother is also named Yakov. I don't know if he is alone? Hey, Alexander, how did you go? !” Alexievich said hastily. Seeing money thrown on the table, Alexander picked up the ham and left here without looking back.