Shadow Empire
Chapter 613 Risks and Benefits Coexist
Chapter 613 Risks and Benefits Coexist
"...I'll call you back later." After Director Dell hung up the phone, he sat for a while before pressing a button on the desk and saying, "Come in."
The door opened and in walked a senior HAZMAT agent, Derwent.
Before becoming a senior agent in the Hazardous Materials Bureau, De Winter was a deputy sheriff in another city.
He performed very well in his previous job, and the local director recommended him to join the newly established department.
After training in Maintenon, he was assigned here.
Not everyone will be assigned to the place where they come from. Congress has considered this, so when the State Prohibition Office arranges personnel, in addition to requiring a local person to cooperate with the Hazardous Materials Investigation Bureau to carry out its work.
The others are basically from other cities, and not from the same city.
This avoids corruption to the greatest extent possible.
Think about it, the colleagues around you are all from other places, and you don’t know them at all. How dare you talk to them about the issue of money and power transactions easily?
The internal discipline of the Hazardous Materials Management Bureau is also very strict, and there are corresponding office rules and regulations. This practice is indeed very useful, but only in the initial stage.
Once they get to know each other, what is supposed to come will come.
"Chief, I want to talk to you," he said.
Director Dale did not object. He motioned for him to close the door and asked him to sit opposite him. "What do you want to talk to me about?"
Behind closed doors, Devin scratched his chin and his skin felt a little itchy. Actually, it was a mental allergy reaction, not that his chin was really itchy.
"I don't know... Have I ever told you that there have been some changes in the city recently?"
His words were very careful and cautious. Director Dell frowned and said, "I don't know what you mean."
"De Winter, sorry, man, I'm busy. You see, I have things to do all the time. If you don't have anything important, I have several calls to deal with."
He was contacting people at the state prohibition committee, and Lance gave him some money to spend.
At first he was still a little resistant in his heart, feeling that he was being blackmailed by Lance, but as he started to actually do this, his mentality changed.
What could he resist about spending other people's money to pave the way for himself?
If possible, he just wanted some more for Lance!
Now the people on the State Prohibition Committee smelled money from him and began to communicate with him actively.
The work of the State Prohibition Committee is actually not complicated, and its structure is very simple.
executive branch, and a smaller operations department.
The main job is to arrange the general direction of the work of the Hazardous Materials Management Bureau in each region. If the congressmen have some ideas, they will let the action department go to the local area to host a certain action.
Overall it was an easy and distinguished job, and as long as he didn't set his sights on the position of executive committee member, they wouldn't have any major objections.
There are as many titles as committee members as you want. These committee members are all honorary positions, and only executive committee members are real positions.
He was busy handling the matter, escalating it to the State Prohibition Committee, which seemed to have reduced power, but at least it was safe.
And there may be opportunities to work with Lance in the future. What if Lance wants him to reach a higher level?
In addition, if he occupied this position, Lance would be unhappy and dangerous to him, so after not too long of thinking, he made a decision.
I've been busy with this recently.
Devin didn't know what was going on. He just felt that Director Dell's mood might have changed a little during this period.
He didn't dare to continue playing the "I say, you guess" game, and quickly explained, "My informant told me that the entire wine-related industry in Jingang City is about to undergo a huge change."
"I think this is an important opportunity. If we can seize some big players, we will be able to come up with a good answer."
Director Dale frowned. He had never heard of this before. "Tell me more about it."
"Look, I have an informant who said that the Lans family decided to change their business and no longer run the bar business, but they rewrote the rules of the gang game in this city."
"They set a limit on how many bars there are in the partner cities and require all bars to get their drinks from them."
“Chief, think about it. If a gang wants to supply the entire city with alcohol, there must be a huge alcohol factory behind it, or there could be a smuggling channel that we don’t know about.”
"The Lance family must have a huge stock of alcohol. If we can find their warehouse and wipe it out in one fell swoop, it will definitely be a major case that will shock the whole country!"
A hint of excitement flushed on De Winter's face. This was no longer just a matter of fame. His huge achievements might allow him to be directly promoted to deputy director.
At the same time, according to the reward principle, this could be a bounty of hundreds of thousands or millions!
There seems to be only one way to obtain huge wealth in a short period of time and legally, and this opportunity is rare.
Director Dale was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then he frowned, "Is your informant...reliable?"
Devin nodded. "Reliable."
Director Dell did not immediately express his opinion. "I need to think about it. Don't tell anyone else about this. I will give you news in the next two days."
Devin nodded. "No problem," he said, and stood up to say goodbye.
After watching him leave, Director Dale hesitated and dialed Lance's number, and Lance happened to be on the phone.
"This is Dell."
"Dale?"
"It's not easy to wait for your call. What made you call me?"
There was some teasing in Lance's tone, and Chief Dale didn't feel bored or annoyed. He talked about what happened just now, and then asked, "What are you going to do?"
He was a little confused as to what tricks Lance was going to play.
Lance repeated his thoughts, and Director Dell had to admit that Lance did seem like a veteran when it came to doing certain things.
The deterrent power of a gang is never how many criminal businesses they have engaged in, but how many people and how many guns they have.
Ending the more direct criminal business of bars will not bring much negative changes to them, but the profits they obtain will be more secure.
As long as the transportation is done secretly and the transporters keep their mouths shut, the risks they face are much smaller than running a bar by themselves!
Even if the convoy and people they used to transport the alcohol were caught, as long as he could hire a good lawyer - which was inevitable, he had money, he could hire the best lawyer or law firm to defend him, and the probability of him losing the case would be very small.
He could say that the wines were all his and that transportation was just moving the wines to a different storage location.
It is transported from warehouse A to warehouse B for storage and is not sold or consumed publicly.
In this way, even if someone reported him and obtained enough evidence, they could only be charged with the lightest crime, the crime of transporting goods containing alcoholic beverages.
As long as they can convince the judge with this explanation, the most they will be fined is two to three thousand dollars, and those people won’t even have to go to jail!
As for why the liquor, which they confessed in court that they intended to store elsewhere, ended up appearing in the bar?
It's simple, they were stolen!
Someone discovered the wine in the warehouse and it was stolen, it's that simple.
As for whether the Lans family will prosecute the thieves, that is a problem between him and the thieves, not with the court.
The Lance family will avoid the biggest trouble and make more money at the same time. He is really a genius!
Such cases have already occurred in some places. This is clearly an attempt to exploit a judicial loophole, and the judiciary must continue to do so.
This is an unsolvable problem.
"Capital is pursuing firewalls and unified management. I think the mafia should also keep pace with the times. There needs to be some firewalls between us and the judiciary. We also need to develop and progress with the times."
"Dale, those old-fashioned gang rules are no longer applicable in this ever-progressing era. I don't deny that there are still some gangs that are so old-fashioned that they can't change." "I also don't deny that some of them are still very powerful and have a say."
"But that's definitely not me, and that's not the future of the Lance family."
“We are not the front wave, and we will never be the front wave. We will always be the waves in the middle. When the power is gone, we will retreat back to the sea to accumulate strength again, instead of dying on the beach.”
The pride in Lance's tone could not be hidden when he talked about these things.
If the person on the other side was someone else, Erwin, Ethan, or anyone else, Lance would just say it simply.
Because they totally fail to understand the meaning and value of what Lance did. Just like Mello and the others, they believe that the family should continue to expand. They also want to expand to a scale of several thousand or tens of thousands of people and become "the largest and most populous gang in the federation." This is no different from seeking death!
Their level of education and understanding of the world limit their ability to correctly understand the world.
But Dell won't. He graduated from an elite university and is still a marginal figure in the Golden State political circle. His understanding of the world has already put him at the forefront of the group.
So when Lance said these words, the slight pride in his tone was completely undisguised.
He runs his "business" with thinking that is beyond his time, and he also needs someone who can understand and read him.
It's like... he puts on a beautiful suit and he needs someone who can appreciate it to appreciate it, whether it's a friend or an enemy.
Hearing what Lance said, Chief Dale's scalp felt a little tingling. The thought of a gang that was constantly improving and evolving was terrifying.
More cunning, more treacherous, more vicious, all places where the sun doesn't shine will eventually become their hunting grounds!
Director Dale was silent for a while and then sighed. He was now more and more unwilling to be an enemy of Lance.
There is no pressure in becoming an opponent of a fool, even if he is a thousand times or ten thousand times stronger than you!
All you have to do is watch him make some mistakes today, and some mistakes tomorrow, and gradually drain away his strength before being defeated by you.
But becoming an opponent with someone like Lance would be very scary.
While you are getting stronger and becoming more powerful, he is becoming more powerful faster than you, and his methods are more brutal and violent, but the consequences he bears are also smaller.
If he wants to gain more power, he may need to do a lot of things, and he just needs to defeat all his competitors within reasonable and legal rules.
But Lance, all he had to do was take out his competition.
Director Dale thought for a while and said, "Then should I pretend I don't know about this?"
"Why are you pretending not to know?" Lance immediately asked back, "Such a large-scale plan cannot be hidden from those with ulterior motives. I know you have many informants in various gangs, gathering information for you everywhere."
"Today we can have something..."
Chief Dale prompted, "Derwent."
"Yes, today a senior agent of Derwent can discover this 'secret', and tomorrow another senior agent can discover it. People will always find it."
Director Dale suddenly had a headache, "So what are you going to do?"
"Looking for a scapegoat?"
This is what Lance has always done. Every once in a while, Ponda would seize one of Lance's bars, which always prevented people from being wary of Lance.
A gang that is frequently caught will not be considered a problem and will ignore the fact that they are growing at an alarming rate.
Chief Dell sees it all now, but it's too late.
He thought Lance would use that method to paralyze the people here again, but he was wrong this time.
"Do you know what's going on at the police station?" Lance asked a seemingly unrelated question.
Director Dale was a little confused, his mind was working at high speed, "What do you mean?"
Lance didn't hide anything from him, "They have extra subsidies every month, and there is also a foundation dedicated to serving the police force."
Director Dale laughed twice at first, "They are not so easy to be bribed." But he soon stopped laughing because Lance and his gang were the biggest gang in Jingang City.
"Send me the personal information of the senior agent in Derwent. Do you have my fax number?"
Chief Dell was silent for a moment, then replied, "Yes."
More than ten minutes later, Lance took a look at the contents of the fax and casually placed it on the table.
At around seven o'clock in the evening, Jingang City began to enter its nightlife mode, and the entire Starlight District became sparkling.
It is incredible to say that since the complete decline of the five major families, the public security in the Starlight District and even the entire Jingang City has improved a lot.
Some people say this is the credit of the police department, but some people know that it is entirely the credit of the Lance family.
Lance doesn't like chaotic cities, which is a fact known to every gang member here. He even sends his own people to maintain order on the streets.
If anyone breaks his rules, the consequences will definitely not be good!
In order not to offend Lance and the Lance family, in order not to become the nutrients of the ocean, or become part of Angel Lake, people consciously reduce criminal acts and criminal impulses committed at night.
The city naturally becomes more stable.
At least in the Starlight District, even at ten, eleven or twelve o'clock at night, there are very few serious cases.
Devin had just finished contacting the informant, from whom he received some new information that the Lance family would set up about four hundred warehouses throughout Jingang City.
These warehouses will use special password locks, and a password is required to open the warehouse.
When a gang orders alcohol, the alcohol will be delivered to these warehouses, and then the Lance family will give a password to the gang leader who ordered the goods.
He only needs to find the corresponding warehouse with the combination lock and take away the wine inside.
No one will come into contact with them during the entire process, and the password for each warehouse will change after each use.
When De Winter learned about these things, he was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth!
What kind of efficient criminal network is this?
He initially asked the informant what would happen if someone stole the wine?
At that time, the informant looked at him as if he was mentally retarded, and then he understood.
Anyone who steals the wine will have to face the pursuit and killing of the gangsters of the entire Jingang City. As long as he can't fly, he will be caught and die!
They can steal the wine of one gang today and someone else's tomorrow. Whether it's the Lance family or all the gangs, they will find him out and give him an honor kill!
A formidable opponent!
While driving the vehicle, he was thinking about how he would carry out his work if Director Dell supported him, as well as the threat of fainting, as he slowly parked the vehicle on the side of the road.
He arrived home, in one of the many middle-class communities in Pricia. He had a single-family house here with a front and back yard, but no swimming pool or anything. It was not a villa, and he couldn't afford a big mansion like that.
This is an ordinary single-family house where he and his family live.
When the car stopped, he sat in the car and smoked a cigarette because his wife didn't like the smell of smoke in the room, so he tried not to smoke at home.
After finishing a cigarette and having no idea what to do, he pushed the door open, took out the key and turned the key.
"Hi, honey, I'm back!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his brows furrowed. There was a smell of smoke in the house, and he could vaguely hear someone talking. It was a man's voice.
He never worried that his wife would betray him or have an affair. He had a decent job and an income higher than the average person. His wife would not be stupid enough not to love him.
Are there any relatives coming?
Or are there any visitors?
He put his hand on the holster and slowly walked to the edge of the living room.
Just when he was about to take a few steps forward and see what was happening in the living room, something cold pressed against the back of his head...
(End of this chapter)
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