"Why?" Walter showed a puzzled expression.

"Because there are some things, some things, only he can do..." Frank explained briefly.

"Uncle Frank, I saw Teacher White's car parked outside the door..." Pinkman returned as Frank and Walter were talking.

"Yo~ Teacher White, I knew I would definitely come back." Seeing Walter on the sofa, Pinkman's eyes lit up.

"We can have a good chat," Frank signaled Pinkman to sit down.

"Go to the pharmaceutical?" Walter said as he got up.

"Don't worry..." Frank grabbed Walter.

"I actually decided to work together to do this headless business. We need to get to know each other first and get to know each other again. My name is Frank Gallagher." Frank said.

"Walter White." Although it was unclear why Frank did this, Walter cooperated.

"Jesse Pinkman" saw that Walter cooperated, Pinkman also cooperated very well.

"Very good." Frank nodded.

"Then there is something I need to confess to Pinkman, what's going on with us." Frank looked at Pinkman.

"Hmm?" Pinkman showed a puzzled expression.

"Frank..." Walter couldn't help but shout.

"The business we want to do is very dangerous. We are partners and partners. If we are on the battlefield, we will be comrades in the back. Therefore, we must be honest with each other and not have secrets. This will destroy our trust." Frank said seriously.

"Pinkman, Walter and I are both terminally ill, both have cancer, and we won't live long," Frank said bluntly.

"What!?" Pinkman showed a surprised expression. He really didn't know about it.

"Walter and I are the reason why Pharmaceuticals are to leave more money for our family before we die. I hope you can know this." Frank said frankly.

"I...I get it." Pinkman needs to digest the news.

"Very good, let's talk about you next." Frank said.

"Our business?" Walter was puzzled.

"Yes, your requests, bottom line and other things," Frank said.

"Indeed, then I'll go straight to the point. Chemistry is my field. Pharmaceutical matters are under my control, but you are responsible for things other than pharmaceuticals, including customers, I don't want to know at all. I don't want them to know me, nor do I want to have any contact with them..." Walter said.

To put it bluntly, Walter's request was just afraid that he would be discovered, so he only controlled the pharmaceutical industry and ignored any other illegal things.

"Well, I understand, Pinkman, where are you?" Frank looked at Pinkman.

"I...I have no requirements, oh, I remember, I have! I have!" Pinkman said, suddenly remembering something.

"I don't want to deal with corpses or something at home anymore." Pinkman said. The handling of the two corpses left a big psychological shadow on him.

"Yes." Frank nodded.

"Now, I've said it clearly, so let me tell you about the issue of cooperation between us." Frank said.

"Is there any problem?" Walter asked.
Chapter completed!