"Nansheng, the report from the Sharma family has arrived."

Nan Yi was watching the fish swimming in the Peacock Lake when the school beauty quietly came to him.

"It's a little slow."

"The few Indians that Bat recruited from Xiangguan are either low castes or untouchables. Moreover, they have been in Xiangguan for many years and have no network in India at all. It is very difficult to carry out work."

"I know, I understand, let's talk as we walk."

Nan Yi said, picked up the Lee Enfield Type 4 rifle leaning on the back of the chair, and walked towards Peacock Mountain with the school beauty.

"The Sharma family emerged in Gujrat in the 16th century. Their ancestors once followed Akbar to conquer the world. After the establishment of the Mughal Empire, the Sharma family received many rewards for their merits, including three

The two temples are Sri Padmanabhaswamy Temple, Tamil Nadu..."

Nan Yi waved his hand and interrupted the school beauty, "I'm not interested in the temple. Although there is a high possibility that there is a lot of gold stored in the temple, it is not easy to take advantage of them. Skip their history of fortune.

, just start talking from now on."

After Nan Yi finished speaking, he waved his hand towards the foot of Peacock Mountain and waited for two seconds before a camouflage-colored glass bottle spun from the ground and flew into the sky.

Pulling the bolt quickly, Nan Yi raised the gun and fired subconsciously.

First there was a bang, then another bang, and the bottle one hundred and twenty meters away burst.

"Nansheng, your marksmanship has improved again."

Nan Yi pulled the bolt, caught the thrown bullet shell and put it into his pocket, pushed the bolt, pushed the safety back, and put the gun on his back. After doing this, he said to the school belle: "It's not worthy of praise.

Ten years and hundreds of thousands of rounds of ammunition, even a pig should become a precise marksman, let’s get back to the subject.”

"In the 19th century, the Sharma family changed from the large family model in the past to a branching alliance model. Different branches developed in different fields. Whether it was Hinduism, politics, the military, or business, there were all the Sharmas.

A member of the Erma family."

"How are the relationships between branches?"

"The Sharma family has a patriarch, which has only symbolic meaning and does not have much authority. It serves more as a link between branches. Every year, the Sharma family holds three sacrifices, and all members of the family must attend.

, other than that, there won’t be much contact between them.”

"The branches only work together to maintain the Sharma family brand, just like the relationship between the bosses of various communities?" Nan Yi asked.

"Very similar."

"Well, where is Priyanka's family?" Nan Yi nodded thoughtfully.

"Priyanka's grandparents have passed away. Her father Sonu Sharma is the vice chairman of Sesagoa Company, and her mother Saira Sharma is a senior executive of vsnl."

"Where's Seila's maiden name?"

"Birla."

"Birla from the Birla Consortium?"

"Yes, her father is relatively marginalized in the Birla Consortium."

"oh."

Nan Yi frowned, looked at the fresh cow dung on the roadside in front of him, raised his head and scanned around, and waved to the servant not far away.

"sir."

The servant walked up to Nan Yi, lowered his head and called out.

Nan Yi pointed to the ground. When the servant saw the cow dung on the ground, he immediately said in a panic: "Sorry, sir, sorry, sorry."

Without saying anything else, Nan Yi and the school beauty continued to walk forward.

"His English is much better than it was a week ago. He is very motivated. Let's talk to Pu Lan and pay more attention to him."

When Nanyi asked Faraqui to find servants, he specifically asked that except for the housekeeper, the other servants should not speak English, preferably Hindi, but the servant just now, in spoken English

The curry smell is almost gone.

Nan Yi didn't need his servants to understand what he said, and he didn't want them to understand either.

When he came to a tree, Nan Yi leaned against the tree, took the gun, raised the gun upward, turned on the safety, and fired in one go. As he pulled the trigger, there was a rustle on the tree, and a checkered snake came down.

Falling, the checkered snake fell to the ground and twisted, then sizzled into the grass.

"In ancient times, poor scholars wrote many love stories about eldest ladies and poor scholars eloping. I have always despised poor scholars, but I have always had a crush on the eldest lady in the story. She is willing to give up everything for love. Her courage is commendable.

.

Priyanka is just like the eldest lady in the story. I like her very much. I really want to write a "Bombay Love Story" with her. The problem now is how to appease Sayuri."

"Nansheng, the Sharma family is not monolithic, and Priyanka was expelled from the family," the school belle reminded.

"Well, I know that Sesagoa is India's largest joint-stock iron ore export company. It has several rich iron ore mines in Goa, Karnataka, and Orissa. Find out who owns its shares.

In your hands, pay special attention to whether there are Japan International Cooperation Agency and Mitsui & Co., Ltd. in the shareholder list;

Of course, special attention must be paid to the name of the Sharma family. In addition, we must also find out Seira’s situation in vsnl, her right to speak, room for advancement, and connections. The more detailed the better.”

"clear."

What Nanyi wanted to conquer in India was agriculture, telecommunications, mining, and finance. Unexpectedly, Priyanka would be involved in both mining and telecommunications.

"My father is in the largest iron ore export company and my mother is in one of the two state-owned telecommunications giants. You actually eloped with a Dalit. Priyanka, you are such a naughty little girl. You did a great job."

Nan Yi murmured in his heart, raising the gun in his hand from time to time, and shot out the remaining eight bullets in the magazine.

Putting away the bullet cases, Nan Yi took out a handful of bullets from his pocket and pressed them into the magazine one by one. Suddenly he stopped on a bullet, rubbed the bullet case with the tip of his thumb, and then rubbed the warhead.

Nan Yi raised his hand, checked the connection between the bullet and the shell, then put it to his ear and shook it to hear the sound, "Damn, it's made locally."

After muttering, Nan Yi stuffed the bullet into an empty pocket.

Nanyi didn't dare to use bullets made in India. Who knows what year they were produced. Besides, India's industrial standards are a joke. He was really afraid of exploding the chamber.

Going up the mountain, Nanyi inspected the entire Peacock Mountain. When he saw the checkered snakes climbing up the trees to dig out their eggs, he fired without aiming, just to scare them.

The checkered snake is not venomous, but its bite is a little painful. Nan Yi lets them coexist with him here and does not think about driving them away.

…

Mumbai, Krabagh district.

If you have watched the movie "Hotel Mumbai", you should still remember a scene: two handsome boys got out of a taxi and threw a green grenade into a restaurant.

At that time, a foreign backpacker in the restaurant was arguing with the waiter about whether to order pork, but he gave up when he saw a grenade.

The place where the grenade was thrown is called Leopold. It is a bar and restaurant in Kraba. It is also a popular place for Western backpackers nowadays.

To say that Mumbai is an international metropolis today is a bit exaggerated, but to say that it is a world-class crime capital, and that it is the second largest city in Gotham City, I believe no one will object.

Leopold's, the rectangular store facing the street on the first floor is as wide as the other four restaurants. It is entered and exited through two metal doors. The metal doors roll up and are retracted into wooden arches, allowing diners in the store to enjoy the view from the causeway to the Kraft.

The busiest street in Ba District;

The second floor is very inconspicuous, but the air-conditioned small bar is supported by several thick columns. The columns go straight up from the first floor, dividing the first floor into almost equal areas, and most of the dining tables surround it.

Arranged on a cylinder.

There are also small mirrors cleverly stuck on the walls, allowing diners and drinkers to pretend to look at or peek at other people inadvertently, or to give a wink to the person they like.

For unrestrained Westerners, having their own figures reflected in several mirrors at the same time is a very joyful thing.

Watching people, being watched by others, watching yourself being watched by others, seems to be a very interesting thing.

Of course, this is for others. For Nan Yi, who has delusions of being persecuted, he feels uncomfortable all over while sitting inside. From time to time, his cheeks, chest, arms, and back will feel the burning sensation of being stared at by others.

It's definitely not an illusion.

It is normal to be stared at. Anyone who is not blind can see that the tables around Nan Yi and Priyanka are filled with people who are guarding them.

Nan Yi thought, just stare. He tried his best to ignore the burning heat on his body. He looked up at the ceiling fan spinning feebly and humming on the ceiling, and looked at the white pendulum that was forced to perform resonance motion.

Glass chandelier.

I turned my head and looked around. The walls, doors, windows, and mirrors were all decorated with mahogany trim. There were also various fruits displayed on one wall, including bubbles that tasted like mango, papaya, and banana.

Paoguo, some people also call it baba fruit, there are also grapes, watermelons, oranges and other fruits.

Then I turned around and saw the corner of the busy kitchen. The staff in the kitchen were wearing clean work clothes, their skin was not so dark, and the kitchen counters were clean. The food here could be imported.

After observing the environment, Nan Yi shamelessly pricked up his ears, wanting to hear what the guests at other tables were talking about.

Leopold's seems to be a habitat established by foreigners in Bombay. Everything is Indian, except for the customers in the store. Some customers have obvious nationality characteristics, and some are not too obvious.

The reason why Nan Yi came to Leopold to dine was because the bats reported that this place was a magical existence, a place that wandered between black and gray.

Here, people who wander in the gray area or are directly immersed in the black area will come from all corners of Mumbai to discuss business, business that cannot be discussed openly in the sun.

This is the Peace Hotel in the black world. You can only negotiate, but you cannot complete transactions here. Black business such as counterfeit currency, passports, gold that is very popular in India, women, promotions, contracts, opportunities, etc. need to be obtained through bribery.

You can also negotiate here.

The irony is that across the street is the police station in Kraba. Whether it is dark under the lights or selective blindness, only God knows.

Two pairs of men and women came in at the door one after another. The first one came in was a Western man and an Indian woman wearing a jasmine garland. She was wrapped in a red sari dotted with beads, and the fat around her exposed waist trembled.

Go straight upstairs.
To be continued...