Chapter 665: Forcing Yourself on Board

Benjamin was relieved when he saw Dust.

He knew this knight, and he had asked for help according to Sanger's instructions.

The slaves of the Jide family had worked here for several months, and there had been no problems.

This stability made him believe that the Jide family was his own people.

Now it seems that it is true.

Dust can be in charge of such an important transport team, and he must be the same as himself.

Dust originally thought that he had to explain himself. If Benjamin didn't want to, it would be best to bring the matter to Baron Lister.

In this way, he could let Baron Lister know that he had known the secret of the transport team.

But before he had time to speak, he heard Benjamin's cheerful voice: "Loading, loading, it's our own people."

Then Benjamin came up enthusiastically and said, "It turns out that Sir Dust is in charge of the transport team. I would have walked around more if I had known."

Dust was very depressed, but facing a smiling face, it was not good to have a cold face.

"I just took care of these businesses for Baron Lister. What are you doing, Mr. Benjamin?"

Daster tried hard to get back on track.

"I thought there was an accident!" Benjamin had already determined that Duster was one of his own. He pulled the latter to the hidden warehouse, where he saw workers coming in and out carrying goods, including slaves from the Jide family.

"Sir, remember to tell me in advance when you change people next time. You know what I do here, and it's easy to cause misunderstandings."

"Normal business adjustments. These two convoys are retired from the army and are absolutely reliable." Duster used vague words to deal with it.

He was still thinking about how to remind Baron Lister in a subtle way. After all, if the bottom card was revealed directly, everyone would have no way out, and they must negotiate the price first.

Benjamin didn't know what he was thinking, so he picked up a crowbar and opened a wooden box.

When Duster, who was distracted, wanted to stop it, it was too late.

Then he saw Benjamin coming over with a machine gun.

Facing the pitch-black barrel, Dust was very wise to shut up.

The ancestral precepts of the Jide family told him not to argue with someone holding a sword in his hand.

"See, this is the first batch of machine guns produced by the Empire. You see, the code has not been filed off. I was going to collect it myself," Benjamin looked at the big guy with fascination, and finally put it at Dust's feet reluctantly: "Sir, this is your first time here, and I don't have anything good, so I'll give it to you as a gift."

Dust wanted to refuse very much. Seeing this dark barrel, he always felt that he would be killed by accident.

But obviously, it was not a wise choice to refuse the host's kindness here.

After swallowing his saliva, Dust forced a smile: "I like it very much, Mr. Benjamin."

Benjamin was very happy when he saw his 'sincere' smile.

He enthusiastically took Dust to visit his territory. This entire warehouse was his hard work.

The brand new parts pulled from the military factory were better. Many of the weapons eliminated from the army had some minor problems.

Adhering to the attitude of striving for perfection, Benjamin spent a lot of effort to repair it.

"See, this 57mm infantry gun is an old guy from ten years ago. It was almost scrapped when it was delivered. I carefully reworked it for it, and now it is as good as a new one."

Benjamin proudly introduced his achievements. Recently, he felt that his professional skills had made great progress and he could be called a weapons expert.

Daster's eyes were dull. It was over, completely over.

He saw all kinds of heavy weapons, and even a few steel plates for warships.

According to Benjamin, Baron Lister also sold two warships to outsiders.

This was simply earth-shattering news. He didn't know where Lister got the courage.

I originally thought of approaching step by step, and running away if something was wrong, but now I didn't know that I would get on the pirate ship in one step.

Don't go?

Knowing so many secrets, I have to go.

Especially when I realized that Baron Lister's power was greater than I thought, Dust extinguished the idea of ​​reporting.

The industry run by this royal bloodline in secret is too amazing.

Perhaps this is because the royal family turned a blind eye, but there are too many people in the entire interest chain, and he is not sure how many people will turn to Baron Lister because of this.

If his report is known to others, I am afraid that death is a luxury.

And even if it is successful, Baron Lister did not rebel. He said he just wanted to make some money. Dust did not think that His Majesty the Emperor would be cruel enough to punish him.

Judging others by himself, Dust felt that he was more likely to be shut up.

Benjamin did not know how much trouble he had brought to Dust, and he still kept bragging to raise his own value.

In his opinion, Dust was of noble origin and must have a higher status than himself.

Just now he knew that Baron Lister was one of the big guys behind the scenes. These Sanger reminded him, but did not include more details.

Now Benjamin knew that Dust was working for Baron Lister and he was working for Earl Jeffreys.

It is obvious that there is more than one big boss behind this smuggling line.

Therefore, with Benjamin's initiative to make friends, the two became familiar with each other.

With a changed mindset, Duster's ability is obviously online.

From Benjamin's self-promotion, he learned about Benjamin's other identity.

He was originally wondering why such an important matter would be entrusted to someone like Benjamin, but now he felt that he had guessed the truth.

No matter how poor Benjamin's background was, he had a classmate like Hena Bergen who was the director of the Third Mechanical Research Institute of Daxia.

Obviously, there were many important people among his college classmates.

This network of relationships could not be ignored by anyone, and it was also Benjamin's capital.

If Baron Lister was interested, he could use this network of relationships to attract a large number of technical talents.

Daxter felt that he had seen through the truth, so he was a little more enthusiastic about Benjamin.

Both parties were interested, so it was naturally simple.

When the goods were loaded, Daxter had already called Benjamin brothers and made an appointment to get together next time.

Daxter, who left with a large box, walked a long way before showing a bitter smile.

Such a result, it is not known whether it is good or bad.

If it wasn't midnight, he would have gone to Liszt to wait.

In this way, he arrived at Baron Liszt's house early in the morning, waiting to be summoned.

Dast was very sure that Baron Liszt already knew about what happened last night. If he didn't take the initiative, it might cause misunderstanding.