The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 335 Gang Meeting
"Go back to the Pinkerton Detective Agency and see if there are any other people there. Then contact people from other branches of the Pinkerton Detective Agency and have them return to Chicago to reorganize!"

"Green, help them!"

Chen Zhengwei's voice was very calm. He had already regarded the Pinkerton Detective Agency as his own business.

In fact, the Pinkerton Detective Agency now has many detectives and reserve detectives in other branches, and the number is even greater than that at the headquarters.

However, Chen Zhengwei felt that it should not be difficult to bribe them.

They chose to be detectives for the money.

It's not for hobby, right?

Even if there is someone who really refuses to listen, just make him disappear.

"Yes, boss!"

"Great Poland, go and book a restaurant for me!"

"Then go find Eberst and ask him to call the sheriff of the Investigation Bureau to have dinner together tonight!" Chen Zhengwei waved and called Da Poland over.

……

In the evening, Chen Zhengwei came to the restaurant.

Eberst and several sheriffs from the Bureau of Investigation are here!

When two of the police chiefs saw Chen Zhengwei, they were shocked and subconsciously stood up and wanted to draw their guns.

They knew the target of yesterday's arrest operation.

As a result, two hundred FBI officers and hundreds of Pinkerton detectives were killed.

Judging from the on-site investigation, it was simply a heinous massacre.

Even though they were well-informed, they still felt their scalps tingling and their backs almost wet after seeing the scene.

How could I be calm when I saw Chen Zhengwei in the restaurant at this time?
"Why, you two are so polite for standing up to greet me?" Chen Zhengwei smiled, but Aaron and the other men behind him stared at the two sheriffs with murderous eyes, and put their hands on their waists.

If they dare to pull out a gun, kill them on the spot!
"Stop!" Eberst quickly stood up and spoke, fearing that the two men would do something to anger Chen Zhengwei.

"Let me introduce you, this is Mr. Chen from San Francisco!" Eberst took a deep breath and said.

The two men looked at Chen Zhengwei, then at Eberst, and immediately realized something. They slowly put their hands down, their faces changing.

Even if someone didn't know the situation, they would know something was wrong by looking at the attitudes of these two people.

However, this person was introduced to them by the director, so they did not dare to be negligent and stood up one after another.

"Don't be so polite, everyone, sit down and talk!" Chen Zhengwei pulled out a chair and sat down with a smile.

One of the two sheriffs who stood up first slowly put his hands back to his side and sat down in silence.

The other person just stood there with a conflicted look on his face.

After all, many of his colleagues died last night.

However, they were killed last night, and today he sat with the murderer, which made him feel uneasy.

"Why? Everyone is sitting, but you like to stand?" Chen Zhengwei turned his head and looked at him.

The sheriff who had just stood up with him stood up, pressed his shoulders, and whispered, "John, sit down! If you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your family!"

The expression on John's face became more conflicted, and then his strength gradually weakened, and he was pressed into a chair by the sheriff beside him.

Chen Zhengwei looked at him deeply. He liked to see the helplessness and entanglement of others who had to bow their heads when facing him.

But this guy has such a stiff waist, he's not really suitable to be a policeman!

Then he looked around, at Eberst and the sheriffs around him, and felt quite satisfied.

"Why is there a sheriff missing?" Chen Zhengwei discovered that the sheriff who had caused trouble for him twice before was not here.

"Two more were killed in the line of duty last night!" Eberst explained.

"I'm sorry to hear the news!" Chen Zhengwei shrugged.

What a pity, otherwise I would like to see him again and ask him if he knows who I am.

"It's our first meeting, please introduce yourselves!" Chen Zhengwei changed the subject.

There were six people present, including two sheriffs in charge of patrol police in the north and south parts of Chicago respectively.

There is also one person in charge of detectives.

The other three people are responsible for logistics and other affairs, including a deputy director, who is a veteran policeman in his fifties.

As for the two police captains who were killed in yesterday's gunfight, one was in charge of detectives and the other was a patrol officer in charge of the central Chicago area.

Chicago is a big city, and its Bureau of Investigation is much larger than that of the San Francisco Bureau of Investigation, with 600 police officers of all levels.

However, they have just encountered the biggest setback since the establishment of the Chicago Bureau of Investigation in 1855, and now there are only 400 people.

"My last name is Chen, and I came to Chicago for business! Although this is only our first meeting, I think everyone will get to know me quickly!"

"I have always believed that the development of every city is inseparable from the Bureau's management and support of urban security and its severe crackdown on criminal activities!"

"Chicago's development to this day is inseparable from the efforts of all the elites in the Investigation Bureau!"

Chen Zhengwei paused here, clapped his hands twice, and the henchman next to him immediately handed him a box.

Chen Zhengwei put the box on the table and opened it, revealing the US dollars inside.

"This is just a greeting gift! You can get half a stack from me every week!" Chen Zhengwei took out several stacks of money from the box and placed them in front of each person.

It must be said that Chen Zhengwei was indeed very generous, and he was also the most willing to spend money to bribe law enforcement agencies. Each person was paid $4000 per month!

That’s 50,000 a year.

Thinking of this number, everyone's eyes changed and their breathing became heavy.

Fifty thousand dollars! Even if they were sheriffs, their weekly salary was less than 40 dollars, or only two thousand dollars a year.

Although they have many other sources of income, such as extortion and protection fees, they are far less generous than Chen Zhengwei.

But in Chen Zhengwei's opinion, the money was well spent.

As long as he expands industries such as clubs, casinos, and slot machines, he can make at least $500,000 or $600,000 in profit every month in Chicago. In addition, by monopolizing some legitimate industries, he can make millions of dollars every month.

Excluding the cost of bribing law enforcement and judicial agencies, as well as politicians, I can earn 10 million in Chicago a year!

Of course, the most important thing is not money.

Chicago is the transportation hub of central America and the manufacturing center of the U.S. It has absolute control here, which is much more influential than San Francisco.

"Besides that, your men, the ordinary brass buttons and detectives, can get $40 a week from me, and the police officers can get $200!"

"Correspondingly, someone is causing trouble for me in Chicago, and I need you to come forward and solve it!"

This was only half of the sentence. He wanted to cause trouble for others, and he also needed them to solve it.

Of course, most of the time Chen Zhengwei’s own men handled it!
Chen Zhengwei crossed his legs, took out a cigarette box from his pocket and lit a cigarette for himself.

He puffed out smoke and looked at everyone with a smile.

He believed that this amount of money was something that no one could afford except himself, and it was enough to make anyone work for him.

Several people looked at the director, and when they saw that he didn't react, they felt relieved and reached out to pick up the stack of money that belonged to them on the table.

Even John picked up the money in front of him after hesitating.

"You will be my friends from now on!" Chen Zhengwei laughed.

"You will know how lucky you are to have a friend like me in the future!"

Then he turned around and ordered to the person beside him: "You can ask them to serve the food!"

After dinner, Chen Zhengwei easily made these sheriffs his own people.

Even if it isn't the case now, as long as they help themselves do a few things, they will have no other way to go.

Then Chen Zhengwei called Eberst into the carriage.

He took five wads of money out of the box and threw them into Eberst's arms.

"I want to arrange a few people to join the Investigation Bureau! It would be better if they get promoted quickly!" said Chen Zhengwei.

"Okay, you can have them report to the Bureau of Investigation tomorrow!" Eberst agreed.

It was just a small thing for him.

"Don't forget the gang meeting tomorrow night! I'll go in and talk to them first!" Chen Zhengwei said again.

After a brief discussion, Eberst got off the carriage.

Watching the carriage leave, Eberst held the money in his pocket and suddenly felt relieved.

The money is not important; what is important is Chen Zhengwei’s attitude.

It seems that Chen Zhengwei really has no intention of taking revenge on me, so he bribed me with money.

This is good news.

……

These days are very important for gangs across the United States.

This was the first time that American gangs had held a meeting of this scale. Before this, many of them had never left their cities.

In the past few days, before the meeting started, some gang leaders began to have close contact with others to discuss and learn from each other and make progress together.

The next evening, Clayton Jackson received a piece of news before heading to the Palmer House Hotel for a meeting.

“The Chinese are coming to Chicago?”

"Yes, it is said that there are some Chinese people in Chicago these days."

"He really couldn't hold it back and came anyway!" Clayton Jackson sneered.

"Have someone take some guys and keep an eye on the hotel! I think he's going to the meeting!"

When we got to Chicago, this was his territory!

And there are so many gangs out there, he wants to get back all his losses.

Clayton Jackson went to the hotel in a carriage, and except for some of his men who were responsible for reception at the hotel, the rest were waiting at the street corners around the hotel.

Arriving at the entrance of the hotel, Clayton Jackson got off the carriage, stood there and waited for a moment, shook hands with a well-dressed middle-aged man who got off another carriage, and chatted with him for a while. He had seen this man before, he was the boss of the Gustin Gang in Boston.

Alan Gustin.

Then the two of them walked into the hotel while chatting casually.

Behind the two men were their subordinates.

This scene kept happening. From time to time, a carriage would stop in front of the hotel, and then some men with ferocious looks but decent clothes would get off the carriages and swagger into the hotel with a large group of men.

(End of this chapter)