HA1 2.4 - Hateur Formula
In East Acia, Nikko was one of the favorite countries for mercenaries to hang out while waiting for job opportunity or recuperating after completing a mission. The reason was because Nikko had strong and stable economy, a diversity of tourist destinations, and adequate availability of nightlife adventure.
In Nichiko, mercenaries would gather at Kiotto Café. Most people only knew it as a nightlife spot located in western part of the city. It had eight floors, a favorite place for top celebrities and figures, and only opened to the public on Mondays and Thursday, where the management provided free welcome drink for female guests.
In one of VIP rooms on 4th floor of Kiotto Cafe, Keizawa Ryuhei was sitting on the sofa reading a piece of paper. Keizawa was former sharp shooter in Marine Corps and had become Kiotto Café manager for the past three years.
After putting down the piece of paper he just read, Keizawa turned his head to Unagi. "He knocked you down but didn't kill you. He also took away some firearms but left the payment."
Unagi slightly nodded. "It looks like he just wants to buy weapons without revealing his identity."
After a moment of silence Keizawa said, "Or, he knows your relationship with me, and fully aware I will chase him to the hell if he kills you."
"Maybe, but I doubt it. Only a few kids from 1st SFG know that I work with you." Unagi downed a mouthful of beer before continuing, "What about the blue liquid he left?"
Keizawa immediately handed the vial containing five drops of blue liquid to the young female blonde next to him. "Irene, check it out."
Irene Blaise, a pharmacist from Miegard, immediately examined the blue liquid. After she was sure it wouldn't kill her, she then took a cigarette, cut it in half before applying half a drop of blue liquid to the end of one of the cigarette pieces and lit it.
"Shieeeettt!"
Irene cursed shortly after she puffed out a light blue smoke she had just inhaled.
"Do I have to take you to ER?"
Anxiousness was clearly visible in Keizawa's gaze as he looked at Irene, but Irene looked back at him as if he was an idiot.
"No, it's just that I just used premium ingredient like a stupid addict using third-rate juju weed."
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Seeing a question mark appearing on Keizawa's forehead, Irene immediately gave the cigarette piece in her hand to Keizawa while asking, "Why is it that up to now super match-grade ammunition is still produced by hand, one by one?"
Keizawa casually replied, "Well, even though the precision level of laser technology has reached 0.001 mm, it still cannot match a hyper sensitive touch from Grandmaster Gunsmith's fingers that spent decades of his life making weapon or ammunition.
That’s also the reason why Grandmaster Gunsmith is always being fought over between ammunition factories and world-class special mission unit, because in a year they can only produce a few thousand of super match-grade rounds.”
Irene nodded and then said, "Likewise with pharmaceutical world, even though duplication technology using machines have reached an unimaginable level, it still cannot imitate the Grandmaster Pharmacist's craftsmanship.
The highest level of sedatives can only be made on a small scale by a god-level pharmacist. This blue liquid is Hateur Formula, referring to the word 'Peak' in Vranciss as well as homage to Jean Hateur who invented it, an ex-paramedic in Vranciss counter-terrorist unit before he was disappearing in Avrika."
“And?” Keizawa curiously asked.
An ear to ear smile bloomed in Irene’s lip before she continued, "No one would have thought he is in Nikko."
Keizawa then let out the final puff. "Apart from slowing my heart rate and lightening my mind, I don't feel any other effects."
"You stupid monkey!" Irene massaged her forehead before adding, "Hateur's magic effect will only appear after you mix it with other compounds. For each vial, I can make 16-20 premium pills for 500 Dillar per piece."
Keizawa checked the piece of paper in his hand before speaking, "Are you sure with your calculations? The owner of this blue liquid only asks for 1000 Dillar per vial."
Irene instantly grabbed the piece of paper in Keizawa's hand, and read it over and over until finally she took a deep breath.
"Kei, get every single Hateur this guy has."
"Roger."
Keizawa immediately grabbed the 2G dumb phone that Hateur Formula’s owner had sent to him through Unagi.
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Keizawa:
// Mr. Jean, I've received your message and wanted to buy all Hateur you have. I'll also place an order of 50 vials/week.//
# 4444 #:
// Did Freaking Irene doesn’t tell you that creating Hateur requires extreme concentration and can only be done once a month?//
Keizawa:
//How do you know Irene is with me?//
# 4444 #:
//Because Russaian Mob will skin her alive if she leaves you.//
Keizawa:
//As well as your extraordinary pharmaceutical skill, it seems you also know a lot about underground world in Nikko. Maybe, we can greet each other and make a bigger deal.//
# 4444 #:
// Sorry, I never made a face-to-face deal. Well, I'm busy right now and I don't have much time to chat. See you tomorrow. I will text you the time and location an hour before the meeting.//
Keizawa:
// Even if it's only a few vials per month, I still wants to buy it. I can pay it with money, gold, alternative identities, intel, medical service, firearms, safe house, or whatever commodity you can find only in underworld.//
# 4444 #:
// I have to leave Nikko in two days. Send me another message and I will cancel our transaction.//
After turning off his cellphone, Hide then turned his gaze to the bed where Aizawa was fast asleep. Tonight rain was pouring down heavily, and it came along with howling wind and rolling thunder, so Hide studied and did his schoolwork in Aizawa's room.
'I hope everything will run smoothly tomorrow,' Hide muttered before returning his focus back to his physic homework.
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