Prohibition Agent, naturally, is a new term; it didn't exist before.
But everyone knows what it means.
"Do you know who it is?"
George appeared worried. He had managed to squeeze into this business with great difficulty, paying a significant price for it. He didn't want it to fall through, so despite his current low standing, he spoke up.
John Hott glanced at him but said nothing, directly replying, "According to my information, the core members of the Prohibition Agents are directly drawn from the Kingdom Defense Bureau, and a large number of people from the Special Action Department of the Security Office are recruited to fill in. It can be said, they are all elites among elites."
As soon as these words were out, everyone fell silent.
Everyone knew very well what kind of entity the Kingdom Defense Bureau was.
This was almost undoubtedly the most secretive department in the Kingdom, carrying out the most significant, most clandestine tasks.
And mostly dealing with external affairs, matters between nations, and the continent.
Their achievements in battles, many of which are renowned, the most recent being the ten-year war on the Old Continent, which ended only a few years ago.
It was their constant provocations on the Old Continent that eventually led to the great war, forcing the Old Continent to overlook the west, ensuring the Kingdom's great development and ushering in a golden decade.
They are the sharpest sword and the most cunning conspirators, referred to as the Devil's Advocates by the people of the Old Continent.
As for the Special Action Department of the Security Office, it also strikes fear into underground figures everywhere.
Previously, just one Lewis caused Ethan trouble, and now they send such people as Prohibition Agents...
"Is it necessary to take it so seriously? Everyone just wants to earn some money, it's just liquor..."
Haska from the Murich family complained somewhat, also a bit in disbelief, while lightly flicking his hair to maintain his hairstyle.
No one responded to his remark; some eyes flashed with disdain, while others shared the confusion.
Ethan saw all of this clearly.
Ethan, however, understood well why the Kingdom placed such importance on the prohibition law.
On one hand, he had read background information on similar acts in his past life; on the other, his former self had witnessed how the prohibition movement flourished in the Royal Capital.
This included support not only from major aristocrats, parliamentarians, and big merchants, but even the Princess of the Kingdom led women in protesting against drinking, and there was even a Prohibition Party.
This was entirely a massive political movement; the Kingdom had no choice but to take it seriously.
"In any case, everyone be cautious, I'll share the latest intelligence with you in a timely manner. In business, stability and safety are the most important."
John Hott made a statement similar to a concluding remark.
Everyone nodded.
Meanwhile.
At the port of Wenster, the massive boiler of the Sea God had already restarted, thick smoke rising into the sky. Rows of cargo were being sent onto the ship like a long dragon, and the giant ship was about to set sail.
And at an inconspicuous spot in the port, a group of men dressed in black leather coats and wearing dome-top hats were silently watching this scene.
At this moment, one of the men spoke, "Boss, why don't we take action now? There's bound to be illegal liquor among those goods."
"Hush." However, the leader simply shushed him softly. He was holding a newspaper, glancing at it. After a while, he folded the newspaper, revealing his resolute face and the eye-catching floral purple tie at his collar.
"There's no need to be in such a hurry. Even if we can find illegal liquor, do you think that little stuff can trouble Captain Charlie? The captain of the Sea God is not just any ordinary person. Besides, what if we scare away those snakes and rats in Wenster? How many times have I told you, the most important thing in doing anything is not what you can get immediately, but what we ultimately want to achieve. Wrap it up."
He spoke as he turned around, took a few steps, and then tossed the newspaper in his hand to his subordinate behind him.
"By the way, find this person from the newspaper first, they're like a homeless dog, just the right tool we need."
The wind lifted the newspaper, and on the front page was the issue with Ethan eloquently speaking out and Lewis violently enforcing the law.
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Ethan was unaware that the Prohibition Agents they had just discussed had already quietly infiltrated Wenster.
After the meeting ended, he planned to go for lunch first and then inspect the two bootlegging factories.
Currently, the bootlegging business was undoubtedly the most important.
"Young master, there is something that needs to be reported to you."
Just as he was considering where to go for lunch, Anya said something.
"What is it?"
"The matter about Bob Older that you asked me to investigate last time, I have already found out."
"What about him?"
Ethan had not forgotten about this matter.
From the first meeting, Bob Older displayed a restless demeanor. Later, when George acquired the factory in the southern suburb, Bob was present at the signing, yet he was still not in a good state.
"He is fighting for the custody of his daughter."
"Is he a lawyer?"
Hearing this, Ethan felt puzzled. Bob Older was a lawyer himself; how could he be troubled by such a thing?
"The problem is, his opponent is also a lawyer," Anya said, adding further, "Here's how it is: After Al was attacked, the family situation deteriorated. Later, with Sandro mediating, they prepared for a ceasefire. At that time, everyone thought the Bolita family was finished, and Bob's firm thought so too, so they proposed to terminate the cooperation. Al agreed, and since Bob had worked for the family for a long time, feeling attached, he said he could have the business separately transferred to him to help handle some aftermath. The problem started there."
Ethan nodded, signaling her to continue.
"After the business was transferred to him personally, he was dismissed from the firm." Anya's tone remained flat, making the dramatic statement sound quite reasonable.
"Subsequently, his wife also filed for divorce, seeking a division of all his assets and custody of their daughter."
"Did his wife go mad?"
"Far from it, his wife is very clever. She actually had been in an extramarital affair with Bob's boss, Murphy Demier, for a long time. There's reason to suspect that the business separation, divorce, asset grabbing, and custody battle are all conspiracies they orchestrated together."
"So now, Bob is very likely on the verge of becoming an unemployed, bankrupt person with nothing, losing his daughter, and the source is actually our family?" Ethan stroked his eyebrow. No wonder Bob always appeared restless when he met him.
Anyone in such a situation would be unable to sit still.
"Where is he now?"
"According to the investigation, today should be their last out-of-court settlement negotiation, and he should be at the Demier Law Firm."
"Let's go, check it out."