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Chapter 107 These days, even governors have to be assassins.

The American Mafia Commission is the highest adjudicating body of the Mafia in the United States. Like the High Table, it has 12 seats, composed of 12 Mafia branch families.

The committee has the power to approve the appointment of family heads, execute other family members, or handle inter-family conflicts.

Although there are 12 seats, the New York Five Families have the biggest voice. Other out-of-town Mafia families follow the lead of the Five Families, such as the Philadelphia Mafia and the Chicago Mafia.

The position of referee is related to the high table and the adjudication process. The adjudication process adjudicates global criminal organizations and the Mafia families in the United States.

However, the adjudicators are "special off-the-job personnel" appointed by the High Table. The adjudicators are members of the Mafia—usually the committee delegates the power of adjudication to a specific person in one of the five families, usually the family head, but sometimes a gang leader.

Luca had a premonition that if he became a referee, New York would no longer be able to restrain him, and he would lead his team to extend their reach throughout the United States.

Currently, Luca has some doubts about Gambino's decision.

Gambino is the chairman of the committee and has the right to appoint the referees. Luca is wondering why he is the one to appoint them.

Just because you like to meddle in other people's business, does that mean you're being asked to be the referee?

He had a feeling that Gambino was up to something again.
But this opportunity is rare for Luca, as it could further enhance his power.

Suppressing his doubts, Luca asked, "Thank you for your trust. How do you hope this civil war will end?"

"Kmora's arms are too long."

Gambino said calmly, "I've spoken with the Camorra family. They apologized for Santino's interference and told him to teach the kid a lesson and kick him out of America. Joe Gallo and Joseph Iaco, those two factions, you can handle it yourself. I only have one request: Joe Gallo cannot take over the Colombo family."

The old man did not explicitly mention whether he wanted to kill Gallo, which gave Luca a lot of room to maneuver.

Luca understood: "I get it."

"Peace cannot be obtained through prayer; hands clasped together in prayer cannot hold a gun."

Gambino's eyes held expectation: "Luca, I believe you can handle this well and end this mess as soon as possible."

That very evening, news of Luca becoming the interim referee spread throughout the five major families of New York.

Everyone was incredibly surprised by this decision; no one expected Gambino to make such a decision, granting Luca so much power to handle the civil war in Colombo.

In short, Luca now has the right to execute both Joe Gallo and Joseph Iaco openly and honestly, rather than through assassination.

All those who participate in this civil war and disobey orders will die.

That very night, David and McLean arrived at the club.

This shooting occurred on a busy street, causing quite a commotion, and the perpetrator was Gambino.
David and McLean only felt it was tricky.

The police have gone to the hospital to inquire about the situation, but have not received any response. They simply cannot get involved with someone of Gambino's stature.

David had a premonition that the killer would likely not live for more than a few days, at which point another murder case would be uncovered.

After much deliberation, he and McLean decided to talk to Luca to learn more about the specifics of the case.

After meeting Luca in the club's cigar room, David's expression was somewhat complicated. "Old Pigeon, the murderer's identity can be confirmed. If anyone is willing to testify in court, the law will definitely punish them severely. But you must have your own ideas. How do you need our cooperation?"

When McLean saw that David had chosen to help Old Pigeon at lightning speed, he knew that what was going to happen next would probably be just like the death of the "White Tiger" last time.

He stepped forward and said, "Old Ge, all I can say is that I will definitely help you if I can."

Luca shook his head: "You are my friends, and I won't let my friends do anything difficult. Who are you police investigating right now?"

“The main targets are Joe Gallo and Joseph Yacob.” David shrugged. “Our mission is to bring these two leaders to justice. Only by catching them can the chaos in New York be truly ended.”

As Luca expected, all sides are now keeping an eye on these two people.

"The key is that we don't even know where they are now, and the minor characters we captured don't know where these two are either," McClain said helplessly.

What they didn't say was that even if they knew the location and found the two people, they wouldn't have enough evidence to convict them.

This case involves too many killers, many of whom are after the bounty. The police don't have a good way to deal with those elusive individuals.

David asked, "Old Pigeon, do you have any ideas? We can work together this time to solve this case."

In the world of assassins, there is only killing, no arrest. Luca thought to himself that the police probably wouldn't be able to help much with this incident. Perhaps only an SSR like McClain could get involved, relying on his immortal aura to act as a troublemaker.

McClain may not be able to defeat many skilled assassins, but those people also cannot kill him.

"Wait for my news."

Luca said, "Once I find them, I'll tell you what to do."

FBI New York office.

Denham now faces the same task—capturing the leaders of the two major factions.

However, compared to the police, the FBI has to use far more manpower and resources. In fact, they can mobilize police officers with a single order and get them to cooperate with their operations.

But this time, Denham found himself being the one being invoked.

At the conference table, Denham looked up at the large screen in front of him, where there was an enlarged photograph.

That was an old acquaintance of Denham's: Luca the Pigeon.

Denham was exasperated. Of all the people they were targeting, why did they have to target Old Pigeon?
This puts me in a difficult position.

According to the plan above, the ultimate targets of this operation are Gallo and Yako, but there is currently no direct evidence and they cannot be found. Therefore, the only option is to start from other areas and probe indirectly. Luca, who was involved in the civil war, became one of the targets.

At that time, secret agents will infiltrate through the club. Denham doesn't know exactly what their identities will be when they approach Luca. He doesn't even know who the infiltrators are. He only knows that they are high-ranking agents transferred from other places, and their identities are highly confidential.

Denham felt this was not an easy task.

Infiltrating the Mafia is extremely difficult. So far, he knows of only three undercover agents who have successfully infiltrated the Mafia, but their identities are unknown and kept highly confidential.

This time, it was another swift operation, an attempt to gain Luca's trust and get him involved in the civil war in a very short time. Denham, for one, couldn't come up with any good ideas.

Denham asked his supervisor, "Under what guise do our men intend to approach Luca?"

"Do you have any good suggestions?" the supervisor asked. "I heard that you've dealt with Luca many times when you were handling cases before, and you know him better than anyone else here."

Denham thought for a moment and said, "He's a businessman, Luca likes to make money."

director:"."

That doesn't sound very plausible. What, are we going to give money to the Mafia?

The organization's funds are running out!
He shook his head: "We don't need to worry too much about this. They have their own arrangements. We just need to be responsible for receiving them, collecting their intelligence, and cooperating with their operations."

Denham nodded.

He thought to himself that he should find an opportunity to remind Old Pigeon that there was an undercover agent infiltrating the area.

Unfortunately, he doesn't know who it is, so we can only rely on Old Pigeon's own judgment.

noon the next day.

William walked around the reception hall with a watering can, patiently watering the silver queen plants. After it became a habit, he found that he, who didn't like growing flowers and plants, had actually come to like the silver queen plant.

I feel at ease every time I see it.

He tried growing one at home, but the results weren't particularly good.

Is it because you don't keep enough pets at home?

At that moment, a muscular man wearing sunglasses and a suit walked straight to the front desk—he was wearing a fitted suit, but it couldn't hide the explosive muscles under the clothes, and the whole suit was bulging.

William had never seen anyone so strong; he could easily compete in a bodybuilding competition.

stranger.
William approached the front desk, about to speak, when the other person cut to the chase:
"I'm looking for your boss; I want to discuss a business deal with him."

"."

William's obsessed. Why are there so many people trying to do business with pigeons lately?
It's still a club bar.

Luca looked at the muscular monster that had appeared before him, feeling somewhat confused.

It's one thing for a dog training master to show up, but what's with this spy too?
It's still an SSR.
[Rare Card Discovered: Harry Tasker]

[Harry: SSR]

[Source: True Lies]

[Skills: Role-playing; Passionate Tango; Flying Horse; Mr. Universe; True Lies]

[Bond: Strangers]

Looking at the other person's skills and muscles, and then at his sunglasses, Luca felt a bit of annoyance.

Brian's undercover agent was a complete idiot and prone to betrayal, but this spy in front of them was no weakling at all; he was a powerful figure capable of riding a horse through an elevator and crashing a fighter jet into a building.

Harry was also observing the young man in front of him. He was very good at disguising himself and gave a polite smile: "My name is Harry Drizzt. You may not have heard of me. I used to mainly work in South America and Europe."

Luca: "."

Don't think I don't know your last name.

Harry: "Mr. Greco, I'm here to discuss a business deal with you."

Luca remembered hearing this familiar conversation not long ago.

Why would I cooperate with someone who isn't a spy like you?
For the sake of his skills, Luca patiently asked, "Tell me, what kind of business is it?"

"I am a professional assassin."

Luca was a little confused. These days, do governors all have to become assassins?

“I’ve assassinated many drug lords in South America and warlords in Southeast Asia. I’ve never failed a mission.” Harry said confidently. “As long as you give me the name and information of the target, I can take care of anyone for you.”

Luca smiled.

The other day, that black guy only provided information and didn't kill anyone, but you only kill people and lack information.

Why don't you two team up and form a team?

　I've already been completely drained. It's my fault for being a clumsy person and posting so many comments. I apologize and will try to make up for it as soon as possible.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)