Chapter 197 Franmy Cage

Saatchi Street, St. George's.

As soon as Klein and Jurgen stepped out of the carriage, they saw a huge monster parked in front of the inventor Leppard.

It is iron-black in color, has three pairs of twelve wheels, and has a chimney on top like a ship, and the remaining smoke is wafting from it.

This is a steam-powered car that Klein has seen in magazines and on the street. It is described by the public as an iron-clad ship walking on land, with a rather exaggerated body.

If it wasn't for the streets that were built or rebuilt in the last 20 or 30 years, it would occupy the entire road surface, leaving little space for carriages, so this kind of transportation can only be seen in certain areas and places.

At this time, the heavy car door with glass windows was opened, and two figures stepped down.

One of them was the steam-powered car tycoon Franmy Cage that Klein had met before. He had a quarter of the blood of the Feysac Empire, his eyes were very light blue, he was tall but already fat, and his mouth With a pipe in his mouth.

The person next to him was wearing a heavy black woolen coat and a gray scarf. He had no distinctive appearance. He was the most common type of black hair and brown eyes, but he gave people an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

"Hi, Detective Moriarty, you are on time. This is my lawyer and partner, Pacheco Dawn."

While speaking, two strong men with big arms and round waists came down from the steam-powered car, who looked like Flammy's bodyguards.

It's really unprofessional, shouldn't you come down first, and then open the door for the boss? Klein grunted, smiled and said hello, and then introduced his lawyer Jurgen.

While waiting for Repard to open the door, he chatted casually:

"Mr. Cage, is this steam-powered car popular? Will there be many people who like it?"

Franmy Cage said with a smile:

"Those who think they are decent say it is too barbaric and rough, and ordinary people can't afford it. Only me, a fan of machinery and steam, is willing to buy it."

"The main reason is that many streets are too narrow." Klein said in relief.

Franmy Cage was the investor he found, not due to Reppard.

When he was playing cards at the Kragg Club, he intentionally mentioned this matter, and the equestrian teacher Talim immediately said that Franmi liked similar inventions, and he could introduce everyone to meet and get acquainted.

This made Klein very emotional: the club is indeed a good place to develop contacts, and the members who really join in will never value free food, drinks, and event venues the most.

"Haha, this is indeed a reason. As the population increases and the cities become larger, horse-drawn carriages will definitely be eliminated because they are too slow. What the world is pursuing now is efficiency!" Franmi is very confident said.

He immediately smiled:

"And I have already won an order from the military, and they want me to make certain improvements, as mentioned in Russell's manuscript, adding bulletproof armor and covering tracks so that it can be used on simple roads. Driving, in addition, coupled with a thick barrel, this will be a brand new weapon of war."

Russell's manuscript... Klein sighed silently and didn't know what to say for a while, until Leppard finally opened the door.

In the ensuing discussion, the protagonists were Jurgen and Pacheco. The two lawyers sometimes confronted each other, and sometimes negotiated terms with their employers. The unprepared inventor Reppard was beside him in a daze. Only when others asked, Just to express my opinion.

In the end, the three parties reached an agreement. Franmi invested 1,000 pounds to occupy 20% of the shares, and the shares of Klein and Reppard decreased accordingly, one at 28% and the other at 52%.

At the same time, Franmi will buy another 18% of the shares from Klein at a certain premium, and he will spend 1,000 pounds for this, after tax.

Likewise, he will buy a 9% stake from Reppard for £500 after tax.

After such a transaction, Franmi became the largest shareholder of the newly established Backlund Bicycle Company, occupying 47% of the shares.

He will be responsible for the subsequent factoryization and promotion of sales, and the company's account will have the 1,000 pounds he invested, which is the initial start-up capital.

Reppard is the second largest shareholder, with 43% of the shares, and his job is to assist in the completion of mass assembly line production.

Klein only has 10% of the shares left, which is a purely financial investment.

And the 1,000 pounds he got from selling his shares also increased his personal wealth to 2,235 pounds, and he was almost confident enough to buy a "Faceless Man" main material - as a private detective, he has continued to accept Entrustment, daily expenses do not need to use deposits at all.

Lawyer Jurgen still needs to be paid 50 pounds, leaving only 2185 pounds... I have to thank Talim in the future... Klein had a flash of thought, signed the pen and stamped it, and then got up to talk to Flammy and Ray Pad shook hands and said:

"Pleasant cooperation."

Franmi took out his gold pocket watch and glanced at it, then laughed and said:

"Normally, we should go to lunch together to celebrate the conclusion of the agreement, but there is a big man waiting for me, I'm sorry, there will be many opportunities in the future."

Big guy, big guy again... the one behind Talim? The one that I reimbursed a lot of expenses with some fake news pointing to the Aurora Society? Klein suddenly felt a little guilty, and quickly smiled and said it was nothing, don't worry about it.

After leaving Leppard's house and getting into a carriage, Jurgen frowned slightly and said:

"Sherlock, you promised so readily."

"Why do you say that?" Klein asked in confusion.

He didn't even know what Lawyer Jurgen was referring to.

Jurgen said quite seriously:

"When talking about the transfer of shares.

"According to your description and Franmi's performance, I can imagine a bright market prospect for bicycles. Although it is just an invention, the overall valuation will not be too high. 5,000 pounds is a good price, but you should keep more shares, so as to have better returns in the future.

"I thought you would only sell 8%, and you were confident to talk about 500 pounds, but you actually agreed to 18%. Even if it is only 500 pounds, you have recovered your initial investment several times. You shouldn't be in such a hurry."

Because I was in a hurry to use the money... But I did promise too readily just now, without any hesitation, this is a big deal, this is not like me normally... Klein recalled the previous scene, and gradually he felt a little Confuse.

Am I unknowingly influenced by Franmi or that lawyer Pacheco? One of them is Extraordinary? Fortunately, the price is relatively normal... Klein thought about it, and said to Jurgen who was waiting for an answer:

"It's almost New Years..."

He didn't think about how to explain it at all, so he found a random beginning.

If the other party is a smart person, he will follow the beginning to think and perfect the reason, without Klein needing to describe it further.

Of course, this is a tactic aimed at smart people, and ordinary people will ask "so", "what is it", "what happened".

Lawyer Jurgen is obviously a smart person. Seeing Klein's brief silence, he nodded and said:

"I understand."

What do you understand? I haven't figured it out yet... Klein pointed to the steam subway station ahead and said:

"I'm getting off here to find an informant."

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Roaring forward, in the extremely powerful steam-powered car, Franmi, who was sitting in the front row, rolled down the window, blew out a smoke ring, and said to the inconspicuous lawyer Pacheco beside him:

"Did you use your ability just now?"

"It's just passively motivated." Pacheco smiled. "My ability is not suitable for such a scene. I prefer to face government employees and company employees."

Flammie nodded lightly and said:

"I'm just reminding you.

"There is no need to use your ability in this situation, don't delay the big event."

"I understand." Pacheco responded in a low voice.

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East End, a cheap cafe.

When Klein arrived, old Kohler was already waiting there.

He took off his scarf, took off his hat, sat across from him, took out a stack of 1 soli banknotes and handed it to the other party:

"Next week's activity expenses plus the reward for the next news, the total is 1 pound."

Recently, he gave rewards very readily, because he has already found someone to reimburse him.

Old Kohler's face was obviously much rosier than before, and he took the cash with some embarrassment and said:

"The news I gave last time doesn't seem to be too important..."

"No, whether it's important or not depends on who sees it. Many things that you think are insignificant may be the source of other people's money." Klein explained with a smile, "What's going on this week?"

Old Kohler took the stack of banknotes, stuffed them into his pocket, and said in thought:

"Same as before, many people are still looking for followers of 'The Fool', haha, how could anyone believe in 'The Fool'? This is not a good name."

…The corner of Klein's mouth moved slightly and said:

"Are they making progress?"

The Aurora Society really perseveres... Klein thought helplessly.

"No, there is no such person at all." Old Kohler shook his head and said instead, "Someone is organizing a strike recently, and they have approached me several times, saying that they want to fight for more reasonable working hours and wages."

It is a normal thing in this era, but it may lead to quite serious consequences... Klein said thoughtfully:

"You pay attention to who is organizing this, but don't be too eager, safety first."

"Okay." Old Kohler cleared his throat. "Many gangsters and bounty hunters are looking for someone these days. I don't know why. Someone should have offered a reward."

"Who are you looking for?" Klein felt that the weather was cold, so he took a sip of coffee.

The warm liquid slid down his esophagus, warming his stomach.

Old Kohler thought for a while and said:

"A man named Azik Eggers."

Azik Eggers... Azik Eggers? Klein raised his eyes from the coffee cup and looked at the old Kohler opposite him.

Isn't this Mr. Azik's full name? How could he be offered a reward all of a sudden? Ince Zangwill? Relying on the ability of "Joker", Klein asked casually:

"Did you say what kind of person you are?"

Kohler Sr. recalled:

"It seems to have Balam blood. It used to be a university lecturer."

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