Shadow Empire

Chapter 605 Who Can Reject? [666+29]
Who is this guy?
A figure immediately appeared in Director Dale's mind, Lance.

But he quickly denied it because Ponda was standing outside.

Ponda is a star agent in the Hazardous Materials Administration, best known for his "anti-Lance" skills.

Among the various smuggling and alcohol trafficking cases he uncovered, sixty to seventy percent were from the Lance family.

He was often threatened and warned, but he never stopped.

I heard that he seemed to have been shot, but luckily escaped.

In short, anyone could have conspired with Lance except Ponda. There might have been dozens of Lance family gang members sent in by Ponda himself.

If Lance threw some money to help him build up his "feeling", Chief Dale believed it was possible.

But he sent so many people in there himself, and those people in the Lance family hated him so much, how could he be connected with Ponda?

If not Lance, then who?
Many people's impressions appeared in his mind. Who was most likely to have contact with Ponda and at the same time need to meet him secretly?
Why is he being so sneaky?

At this moment, Chief Dell was experiencing an unprecedented storm in his mind!
When the storm swept everything away, it left behind an answer.

James...

Or rather, Congressman Williams!
This was Dale's judgment, and he felt he was close to the truth.

Lance is expanding too fast and is showing signs of being out of control. He is now in contact with the Department of Defense and has deeper contacts with Congress. Congressman Williams can no longer suppress him.

Once Councilman Williams takes office, who listens to whom will become an issue, and it may even lead to a dispute and pit the pair against each other.

Thinking of this, Dell felt a little relieved, and at the same time he was thinking about his future.

He also wants to make progress. Who doesn’t want to make progress?
Councilman Wade wanted to make progress, so he moved his family away.

Councillor Williams wanted to make progress, and when given the opportunity, he took the initiative to stand up and “take responsibility”.

Even Panda, the honest man at the door whom he had high hopes for, wanted to make progress.

As the head of an important law enforcement agency, having seen the scenery above the mountains, he also wants to make progress.

But he couldn't just kneel down so easily. If something is too easy to get, people would not cherish it. Although it was not appropriate to use it here, he still planned to ask.

"What if... I say no?"

The guy in the shadow opposite put a...beautiful pistol of unknown brand on the table. Through the golden mirror, he had an illusion in his mind that he couldn't quite believe.

This isn't a fucking golden gun, is it?

So luxurious?

The man smiled and said, "Then today is the day you become a federal hero. All federal hazardous materials management agencies will mourn for you and take you as an example, even though they may not think so in their hearts."

"Your subordinate discovered an illegal transaction, and you were worried that he wouldn't be able to handle it properly, so you came to the scene in person."

"As a result, you accidentally exposed yourself and there was a fierce exchange of fire between you and the criminals. During the exchange of fire, you were shot and killed."

"Ponda inherited your will. After a period of time, he solved the case and destroyed an entire smuggling criminal group. He also became a hero."

"And he also inherited your power and became the director of the Jingang City Dangerous Goods Management Bureau, the young director."

Although Director Dale would not choose this option, he still couldn't help but tremble after hearing these words.

Fear is part of it, but more of it is anger.

The guy in the shadows before him was talking about how to murder him right in front of him, and then use him to push Ponda to power. This was so hateful!
He clenched his fist. "That sounds terrible."

The man opposite laughed twice, "For you, it is true."

What followed was a brief period of calm. Director Dell finally had no choice but to choose the only option, and at the same time he felt relieved and relaxed.

"What do you want from me?"

"What can I do?"

Lance in the shadows could feel his emotional changes, and he felt inexplicably relaxed, which made Lance a little confused. Why did he suddenly relax?

But he didn't really care because Chief Dale had already made his decision.

"I will arrange a big case for you. With this case, both you and Ponda may be able to make further progress."

"I don't know anyone at the State Prohibition Committee, but I believe you do. Try to smooth over the relationship. I can give you some help when necessary."

“You pursue the progress you want, and at the same time give Ponda the progress he wants.”

"What do you think?"

Chief Dale was already very relaxed. He even took out a pack of cigarettes. "That sounds good. Want one?"

Shadow, who was sitting across from him, shook his head. "No, thank you."

Director Dell lit up one himself and took a sip. "We are now partners."

The man nodded and said, "Yes, you can say that."

"Then why don't you let me know who you are?" Chief Dell asked. "We are already partners. You can see me, but I can't see you."

He was already prepared, and even planned to take the initiative to call out "Mr. Williams" if the other party was unwilling to expose himself.

Whether it is Congressman Williams or James, there is no problem in calling them that. It is very respectful and honorific.

However, before he could do so, the person opposite him clapped his hands, and the headlights in the warehouse suddenly lit up.

He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Lance who was sitting opposite him. His brain suddenly made a buzzing sound and he lost the ability to process information.

He considered the possibility that it could be Lance, but he also thought that the least likely candidate was also Lance. But, it turned out to be Lance.

There were a few people standing in the warehouse. They were all Lance's men, holding weapons in their hands.

If he had made the slightest mistake just now, he would have "died in the line of duty".

A drop of sweat flowed down his forehead, and his tone became nervous again, "Why is it you!"

Lance was a little puzzled by Chief Dale's changing moods, but he still replied with a half-smile, "Why can't it be me?"

The warehouse door at the entrance was opened, and Ponda walked in from outside and stood behind Lance.

Chief Dale's eyes kept moving back and forth between the two men. "How could you... be in the same group?"

"Fake!"

"No wonder you always catch him!"

"But..." His brain was about to be burned out!

Lance didn't mind explaining a bit, "Those brothers who are in prison will be released in three years at most, and in half a year or a year at least."

"For them, this is actually a form of further study and a way to show their loyalty to the family."

Dell's voice became a little shrill, as if he was listening to a story. "You guys fucking tested those people with this?"

Lance raised his hand and wiggled his fingers, "No, it's not a test. It's training."

"I don't like the word test and I never test anyone. Every young person who is selected will improve after coming out. Some can even become captain directly."

"It's a university, Dell."

"They're going to learn in there how to deal with the police, how to deal with you guys, how to deal with gangs, everything."

"So... do you have any more questions?"

Dale stopped talking. The result was beyond his expectations and he felt a little uncomfortable.

Lance tilted his head to look at a young man standing next to him. The young man walked to the table between the two of them with a suitcase and put the suitcase on it.

"There's $100,000 in there. Take it back to the people on the state prohibition committee. I'm sure there will be someone willing to take the money."

"Get on good terms with them, and then wait for the big cases to come."

Although the development of things to this point was beyond Dell's expectations, it was within his tolerance.

He didn't turn down the money when he decided to take the opportunity to move up.

It can even be said that at this moment, he was more calm and composed than before.

Because Lance can play a role that Congressman Williams cannot. At least Lance can talk to Congress and he knows people in the Department of Defense!

He nodded, and asked curiously, "The answer you said is to create a big case?"

Lance shook his head, "No, that would be a waste of money."

"The underground forces in Jingang City have been unified, and I don't want to waste any more money, so this time, our target is the smuggling group."

"They smuggled a large amount of liquor into the federation from Yalan and other places, which seriously violated the policy of prohibition. We need to crack down on this illegal behavior."

"Perhaps we can catch one or two smuggling ships and gain a little leverage over the congressmen..."

Dale was no fool, and his mind quickly started to work. "You mean, Congress has ideas about Yalan?"

Lance didn't know whether he had any ideas or not, but the environment in Yalan was very good. Those damn locals didn't even need to grow crops. When they were hungry, they could just go for a walk in the jungle and bring back a lot of food.

There are abundant wild fruits, wild animals, and mineral resources, as well as other things.

It would be a crime not to utilize such a rich land. This was a good excuse to crack down on the crime of smuggling alcohol and send troops to Yalan.

Although Lance did not answer, Dale continued to think along this line of thought. He vaguely felt that perhaps he could really take advantage of this opportunity to move forward online.

Thinking of this, any dissatisfaction towards Lance quickly disappeared, and his heart was filled with the desire and impulse to climb up.

After seeing that he had gotten into character, Lance stood up and said, "Let's do this for now. Wait for my news."

He walked outside, and when he passed Director Dale, he paused for a moment and put his hand on his shoulder, "Do a good job. I'm counting on you."

(End of this chapter)