The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 101: A Simple Approach
Lucas finally chose to compromise.

There's no way. If you see a guy jumping from the 23rd floor without any protective equipment and still answering your call the next day, believe me, you will also choose to cooperate.

The next day, Xiunuo received an invitation from Lucas.

Lucas knew what the video represented, and at this time Lucas deeply realized that sometimes it doesn’t matter who your enemy is.

What matters is who your teammates are!

What a bunch of assholes! They wear uniforms when they do bad things. Who taught them that?
In a private room at a Chinese restaurant, Lucas handed Xiunuo a cell phone: "I suggest that we use this to contact each other in the future. Of course, this connection is just a place to meet, don't explore any details of the cooperation."

Xiunuo took the phone and searched his mind for the knowledge he had recently learned.

"Prism Gate, right?"

"I don't want to be targeted by the FBI." Lucas said seriously: "Now, we can talk about cooperation. This is what you want."

Lucas handed Xiunuo a USB drive. "It contains the information about the drug dealers you want. So, what do we need to do? Do you choose who to deal with and the DEA follows, or do I choose who to deal with and you take care of the aftermath?"

"Of course I'll take the final say, Lucas. I'll go back and take a look and then contact you."

"Okay." Lucas said without any hesitation and immediately turned around and left.

Just highlight the simplicity, efficiency and proficiency.

After he left, a man came out from the kitchen.

Dark Bazell.

Xiunuo threw the USB drive to him: "Check it out."

Dak took out the computer he carried with him, plugged in the USB drive and started checking the information inside.

After watching for a while, Dak said in astonishment, "It's hard to believe that the DEA has already targeted so many of my old buddies. I wonder how many of them are still smug about their own caution."

"So, what Xiong En said is right, right? They know who is selling drugs."

Dak shook his head. "I know, but without evidence, the DEA can't arrest anyone. This is an experienced boss. At least from the information this guy gave us, they really don't have the conditions to arrest him. Taking action now is telling these guys to quickly destroy their criminal evidence. Are you really going to kill all of these guys?"

Dak was carrying Qiji when he said this.

He knew that the problems the Basel family was facing were too big, and he had received countless calls from old friends scolding him.

Xiong En was temporarily confined by him because this was the only way to prevent the guy from being shot while driving on the street.

Xiunuo just smiled and said, "I need a lot of contraband, enough to float over Los Angeles for a long time. It's too troublesome to look for them one by one. It will be easy with the help of DEA. Dak, tell me, after destroying a drug dealer, where will the DEA put the contraband?"

"A temporary storage warehouse." Dak shuddered after saying this: "Boss, promise me, if you really want to do this, you must tell me in advance. I think that thing will definitely not be blocked by a gas mask."

"Not only will I tell you, I will also tell you a way to make money." Xiu Nuo tapped the table with his fingers and said, "What do you think about selling quotas?"

"Huh? What?"

"A place for those who don't want to become drug addicts." Xiu Nuo smiled and said, "There will be a few good shows later. What you need to do is to make a name for yourself. Money is not important, connections are important, right? However, this matter cannot be done by the Bazel family. Do you have any recommended candidates?"

"The quota... they won't become drug addicts." Dak thought about it, then shook his head: "This may not be convincing, boss. Those people don't really mind getting involved with some contraband."

"Of course I know this, but we don't have to face a dangerous Los Angeles. These may all become great sacrifices in the future. Recommend someone who can do this, Dake."

"Jonas" Dak thought for a moment, then shook his head: "He can't do it, he can still be useful to you. A woman came here before, saying that you asked her to come. I arranged her in a beauty salon. You may not have thought that in just three days, she has established a good relationship with the ladies." "Oh? How did you do it?"

"Age, face," Duck answered. "They were interested in how she kept her skin. I don't know what she did, but she took advantage of the opportunity. She"

Xiu Nuo laughed: "Looks like I have to remind you, Dak, don't have any ideas about her."

Dak quickly lowered his head: "I don't dare, boss."

"This has nothing to do with me." Xiunuo knew that Dake had misunderstood, and he said calmly: "If you let her climb into your bed, believe me, Dake, you might become a mummy the next day."

Dak looked up and looked at Xiunuo in disbelief.

That woman is also a devil?
"Find a way to cut ties with that beauty salon and let her do this."

"But, will it?"

"It's just a small matter. If it works, it works. If it doesn't, it doesn't matter to me. It just so happens that I also want to see what she's capable of."

"I understand, boss."

"How's the money-making thing going?"

"We have found a way." Dak mentioned this and quickly said, "We have found a way to deal with what you gave us."

"Oh. Tell me about it."

"The simplest way is to add ingredients." Dak answered immediately: "We found some Chinese medicine practitioners, and they suggested that we try dissolving the stuff. We cut half of it and dissolved it in water, and then gave the water to the workers in doses and batches. The experiment was successful, and there was an unexpected gain, which was that once they stopped eating this thing, the recurrence would become very severe. Next, we will gradually reduce the dosage, and now we are doing an experiment to make people have obvious changes within a month."

When Xiu Nuo heard this idea, he pursed his lips and said, "It's quite simple."

"However, it will take time to realize this, boss." Dak was a little entangled: "New drugs, even health products, have an approval process, and then you have to find someone to publish false papers and advertise. These realizations may not be achieved in a short period of time, but Xiong En's election may be two months later."

Xiu Nuo shook his head: "Then change your thinking, Dak, why do you need a new drug? Can't you use the old stuff? Add it to your old medicine."

"If this is discovered, many people will be watching us now."

"You've been researching for so long, have you found anything?" Xiu Nuo suddenly asked.

Dak's face suddenly changed: "Boss, please listen to my explanation. I was..."

"Okay, Dake, don't be so nervous, just add it to the old products, and don't be obsessed with finding someone to write a paper to advertise. No matter how stupid Americans are, they have experienced countless breakfast scams.

First it was cereal, then bacon. Most people at the bottom will only choose what they like to eat. If you want to make money from this thing, you need a large audience, and these audiences will not read your fake papers. So, let's change our thinking."

"Let people 'suddenly' discover that eating this thing can actually help them get in good shape. Believe me, as long as it is really effective, its spread will be much faster than advertising. All you need to do is find some internet celebrities, doctors, or Ph.D.s to explain why this thing can make people lose weight after it becomes popular."

"As for the paper, it's up to you to figure out how to falsify it. There's no rush, but it does need to be done."

Dak blinked his eyes. He was very confused. What on earth had this boss studied in the past week?

If this succeeds, Dak believes that his food-digestion tablets that can help lose weight may become a banned substance!

No one doesn't want to have a good figure!

(End of this chapter)