Novel & Cerita Danganronpa Shipping

Chapter NINETEEN JONATHAN Point of View My hand formed a crushing grip on the phone until my knuckles became pure white as I listened to another pointless explanation from the voice at the other end. “The shipment is gone, Alpha. My team has inspected every control point including ports and warehousing facilities. There’s no trace of it.” I clenched the phone harder as my nails cut into my palm. Gone? The shipment represented a massive financial value which required months of planning alongside bribes and risks before disappearing. My jaw held itself tight enough to hurt but I worked to maintain steady speech. You told me there would be no traces of the shipment. I hissed. High-priced mercha

"10 a.m.—Shipment from Hamburg arrived short. Other shipments were checked, but there was no shortage. Ippolit checked the numbers while Gunsyn talked to the men. The shortage was from the other side. Zakhar will take of it." It appears that Father kept a daily record of everything that happened. Rurik takes one and reads aloud another entry. "11 p.m.— Lanzzare struck a truck shipment outside Secaucus. Bold fuckers. The shipment was burner phones and laptops. It was hit to show they could, no other reason than that." "Lanzzare." He sighs and slams the journal closed. "And you want to invite one to this wedding." "Yes. It's what my wife demands. Isn't that the key to a happy marriage?"

The system's cold, mechanical voice sliced through the silence like a blade, announcing a blood-red shipping record: 【Origin: Clare Laboratory, Obsidian City. Destination: Diamond City Core District. Cargo Description: First-Generation Core Subject. Recipient Code — "D".】 Avery's breath caught sharply at the sight of that glaring letter "D". Her vision tunneled, the single character burning into her retinas like a brand. The letters seemed to pulse in the blue light, growing larger, more insistent, until they filled her entire field of view.

she said, making Daniel nod. “Of course not,” he assured her. “The new product is in the basement. Your men will clear it there. The next shipment is on the way—the cost will depend on how difficult it is to smuggle it into the country,” she said. Daniel smiled. “Thank you for accepting my offer. How can I repay you?” The woman scoffed. “Don’t make promises while excited. Just make sure your brother doesn’t cause me any losses.” “He won’t,” Daniel promised, extending his hand for a shake, which she took.

"We've had some issues with our international shipping division. Our shipments have been seized in the Panama Canal due to suspected contraband." Raul elaborated, "Boss, it's our competition again. They've infiltrated the port authority and are using it to target our cargo. It's affecting our bottom line." "Find out who they've got on their payroll, and neutralize them. I don't care how, but we need our shipments to move smoothly again." Antonio interjected, "It appears they've managed to trim expenses by reaching a deal with the Longshoremen's Union. Their shipments are moving more efficiently, substantially cutting down overhead costs."

“Look here, Mr Harman,” I tried to sound dulcet but my voice proved guttural. “The delay of the shipment you ordered is because our warehouse exploded recently and I am sure you are aware of it. We’re however preparing harder drugs and we have doubled our security. There'll be no excuse not to deliver your marchandise. We’ll also be shipping the available weapons to you at a %50 discount to make up for the delay,” I said earnestly but It was as If I had said everything to a deaf man because the bastard's attention wasn’t on me, his lascivious eyes had been on Leia who was sitting leg crossed like a roadside slut.

“D*mn it! Those lackeys used to come and suck up to the Schulz family all the time! Now, all of them are actually trampling all over us when we are at our lowest point?! Since the domestic shipping companies refuse to support us, we can only approach a foreign shipping company, then!” Sheldon thought for a moment before he said, “Since the Wade family has already negotiated a chartering business with the Koreans, our best option at the moment is the Ito family from Japan. After the downfall of the Matsumoto and Takahashi family, most of the Japanese ocean shipping business has already fallen into the hands of the Ito family…”

So close I could almost taste her. Then my phone rang. The loud vibration shattered the moment like broken glass. Aria jerked slightly, as if waking from a trance. I exhaled sharply and pulled back, cursing under my breath. The phone screen glowed in the dark. 3:07 AM. Dagger. I answered immediately. “What?” His voice came through tense and urgent. “Boss, we have a serious problem.” “Speak.” “One of our shipments was flagged at the port tonight.” I straightened, the haze of alcohol and lust clearing fast. “What shipment?”

Damian calmly replied. “So what is being done about it?” Jin Daniels added “That shipment was supposed to leave this country today but now it's incomplete.” “The shipment isn't even the issue, The issue is that someone dared Fuck with us, That's the real issue.” Marco shouted, slamming his fist down on the table.

A shell. Julian pulled the tarp back slightly. Beneath it: signage frames, branded booth displays, luxury presentation crates. All labeled as “personal effects” on shipping manifests. He let the tarp fall back. So that’s how they were doing it. Crane’s media firms were laundering promotional materials through Lancaster-tagged shipments, bypassing customs scrutiny—and billing freight costs through their secondary vendor partnerships. It was petty. Clever. And very, very illegal. “Can I help you with something, sir?”