Heart Hunting novel Chapter 128

The black market was inside the slums of the city.

The small area harbored prostitutes, gamblers, drug dealers and killers. All the dirty trades you could imagine happened here.

An ordinary car in dark color slowly drove in. It was not showy or swaggering at all. Kenny was sitting inside and as quiet as a lake at night. His frowning eyebrows gave away his deep thoughts.

As the car moved forward slowly, it passed by the vendors that sold almost everything one could imagine.

There were people running gambling tables alongside the road. They kept yelling, "Come on! Big ones or small ones, you'll be the next parvenu!"

There were also quite a few women in low-cut clothes. They blatantly solicited customers. "Sir, want to try something new?"

There are also wasted people or those who passed out because of OD. This is a real out-law place and everyone dared to swagger through the street carefreely.

The car slowed down in front of a bar. The driver said to the backseat, "There it is, sir."

Kenny hummed with a cold face.

Two bodyguards got out of the car and one held the door for Kenny.

It was not an unusual thing for local people to see bigwigs here. What caught their attention was the handsome man walking out of the low-key car. However, they were sure the handsome man must be super rich because he had two bodyguards following behind him.

The more low-key one was, the more likely he was to be a big shot.

They walked into the bar and saw the laser lights radiating colorful lights. The place was packed with people, and almost all of their eyes were caught by the stripper standing in the center of the dance floor. Few people noticed Kenny who was coming in.

Someone at the gate recognized Kenny and stepped forward to greet him. "Mr. Murphy, this way, please."

Kenny's eyes quickly skimmed around his surroundings. Then he stopped when he saw the woman in the center of the dance floor. He seemed very reluctant to see her. Then he followed the other man and walked up to the second floor.

It had cost Kenny a great fortune to get access to the head of the black market, Mr. Morin.

Morin demanded an exorbitant price and proclaimed that he would never agree to do any trades under 1 million dollars.

The rich and generous man, Kenny, paid Morin 5 million dollars without hesitation.

They walked into an exclusive room with full wound proof. From the moment the door was closed, there was almost no sound could be heard from outside.

The illumination was too dim to see any other surroundings. The only light came from the lamp standing in the middle of the table. The man sitting across the table looked calm. His soft eyebrows and eyes looked so harmless. Nobody would be able to tell him from any other ordinary people if he stood in the crowd. And they could never know this seemingly ordinary guy was the head of such a big black market.

"Mr. Murphy, glad to see you!"

Morin greeted him first.

The bodyguard pulled the chair for Kenny. After he sat down, the other bodyguard put the suitcase on the table.

Morin smiled from ear to ear when he saw the big suitcase. Then he said, "I was told Mr. Murphy offered us a big deal."

"I want you to find someone for me. I'll pay you 10 million dollars and the 5 million in the suitcase now is the deposit. I'll pay the other half as soon as you found her."

Kenny tried to put it in a simple way. He didn't even want a bargain because he knew the time was limited.

"I guess Mr. Murphy is the straightforward type... so may I take a look at the photo and profiles of the person you're looking for?"

The bodyguard glanced at Kenny and handed over the profile.

Morin opened the information pack and took out a picture. Three seconds later, he put down the picture and said, "I accept the deal. I'll found her for you in 48 hours, or I'll return your deposit!"

Kenny smiled with satisfaction and replied, "Deal."

**

In the Roche family in H City.

"Are you sure?"

Hilda held the phone and was trying to confirm something with the person on the other side of the phone.

"Mrs. Green, I've confirmed with them. They promised me that Poppy would never have the chance to come back."

"Well done. I hope there won't be any follow-up issues."

Hilda asked cautiously.

"No, they did a very good job. Even the police have failed to find any clues."

'Haha! That's great."