"Hiss! How strange! This car usually runs fine. Why couldn't I brake today?"
As Renault led several people into the small building of Voula Optical Equipment Company, Andre also disembarked from the car, rubbing his bald head. He surveyed the two damaged cars with a headache.
The collision wasn't significant; they could repair these minor scratches themselves. The critical issue was the brakes. He had just replaced the brake pads on these two cars a few days ago.
However, when he turned around and saw the deep tire tracks left by the two cars on the road, he couldn't help but squint in frustration.
"Is it really necessary? I only transported five dolls. Sangvis Ferri's droids aren't even this heavy, right?" Andre muttered to himself, perhaps only he knew what he meant.
Meanwhile, Victor was inside the building shouting for someone.
"Voula! Where are you? Lenny! Guests have arrived!" Victor didn't regard himself as an outsider and immediately began shouting upon entering.
Whether the people he called heard him or not, HK416 and G11 behind him were all startled by this sudden outburst.
Shortly after Victor's voice sounded, footsteps came from the lobby upstairs. A disheveled man hurried to the railing, staring wide-eyed. After seeing Renault and his team, he opened his mouth as if unsure what to say.
But judging by his suddenly pale face, could it be that he mistook Renault and his team for creditors coming to collect debts?
"Voula! Get down here now! Mr. Renault is looking for you for a serious matter!" Victor frowned and shouted as he notcied the man. After all, the man looked unkempt all over, as if he hadn't cleaned himself in half a month.
"Hehe, Renault, don't mind him. That's just his personality. He's as timid as a mouse, unlike his old man."
Victor was quite familiar with this man, as he had been constantly approaching him over the past month or so, trying to contact reliable security contractors or mercenaries through the black market.
The location of Voula's subcontracting factory had become Sangvis Ferri's territory not long ago.
Originally, Voula's old man couldn't bear to abandon the goods in production, so he left the company here, found a small security contractor, and went to their subcontracting factory. It had been several months now.
There was some news in the previous months, but since a month ago, there had been no news at all. That's when Voula came to him, running back and forth every few days.
Unfortunately, besides Griffin, no security contractor dared to face Sangvis Ferri head-on.
No security contractor was willing to rush into Sangvis Ferri's control zone and face the thousands of Sangvis Ferri droids.
Even Griffin didn't take on this commission, let alone other security contractors.
Of course, Griffin's refusal to accept Voula's commission was also because they couldn't offer more money.
The funds of Voula Optical Equipment Company had long been invested in production. The remaining funds could barely hire some small security contractors, but Griffin... honestly, they couldn't afford the price that would catch Griffin's attention.
Griffin wasn't doing charity. How could they rush into Sangvis Ferri's control zone for something that was worthless to them?
"Well... if it's about debts, could you give us some time...?" As soon as he came down, Voula stuttered to Renault.
Hearing this, Renault waved his hand helplessly. "I'm not here to collect debts, but it's almost the same. Mrs. Graven entrusted me to retrieve the collapsed radiation detection devices stored in your factory warehouse. You haven't forgotten the Graven family's order, have you?"
"Eh? Eh!? Mrs. Graven!? Really!? Are you really going there!? Can you... can you help us find my father? He should be in the subcontracting factory!"
Excitedly hearing Renault's words, Voula's timid eyes lit up, and he asked Renault eagerly.
"Hmm? I can, and if it's convenient, I'll bring him back, but you better not get your hopes up too high. You should know that place is now Sangvis Ferri's territory."
There was a possibility he might have already met with misfortune.
"So, let's not talk about this and that. Quickly give me a spare key to your warehouse, or I'll have to figure out how to blow open your warehouse when we get there." He couldn't help but admire this guy's old man.
To think of placing the factory warehouse in the abandoned Military Fortress, that was a bit too cautious, wasn't it?
But it might also be because the rent for that Fortress was relatively cheap?
This possibility wasn't nonexistent, just less likely.
"Alright! Alright! I'll get it right away!" Excitedly, Voula rushed back upstairs. In a few seconds, he came back with a magnetic card inscribed with a series of numbers and symbols and handed it to Renault.
"Okay, got it. Just wait at home for news. Hopefully, we won't need this thing." If Old Voula were still alive, they wouldn't need to open the warehouse door themselves.
After saying that, Renault waved his hand directly and led a group of dolls out of the building.
Victor was also a bit surprised. Seeing Renault, who was the fastest to leave, already opening the car door, he quickly ran out and got into the car.
As for Renault, after getting the key, naturally he wouldn't stay here any longer.
Although Mrs. Graven didn't explicitly say it when she called, her expression showed some concern. As for these devices... they were probably just something to bring along on the way.
The real reason Renault was asked to help retrieve them was probably Old man Voula.
Really, why not just say what's on your mind? Was it necessary to beat around the bush?
If it was just moving stuff, he could take his time, but now it involved the lives of Mrs. Graven's acquaintances.
Being a bit faster wouldn't hurt. He didn't want the reputation he had maintained for so long to be ruined because of delays in action on his acquaintances' part.
"He's always so efficient. No matter what the task is, he's always so quick about it." Watching the departing aircraft, Victor shrugged, while Andre had already taken out his repair tools, intending to remove the front and rear of the two cars and replace them with new ones.
"Isn't this a well-known fact? But looking at Renault's aircraft, it seems like it can carry quite a lot. Should we ask Renault to help us transport some goods? Land transport prices have increased by ten percent recently."