I was acting crazy in North America, and all the crazy people there took it seriously.

Chapter 64 Once upon a time, there was a holy city called Gotham

John Edgar Hoover, however, did not want to cooperate with the Prohibition Bureau.

The reason is simple: the Prohibition Bureau agents were mostly formerly from the Inland Revenue Department, and they were notorious for their ruthless methods of collecting taxes.

There are just as many people in the legitimate world who want to take them down as those in the underworld.

Getting involved with them not only won't yield useful intelligence, but will also lead to sabotage from enemies in the legitimate world, such as the police department, which is definitely not worth it.

Edgar Hoover originally worked at the Department of Justice.

However, although the Prohibition Bureau took the lead and attracted most of the blame, the Bureau of Investigation is also partly to blame in this series of events.

Large quantities of American weapons flowed into Chicago as if by magic, and were then secretly transported to Ireland. This was a direct slap in the face to the Bureau of Investigation!

The head of the Prohibition Bureau was to be held accountable, as were many others in the Bureau of Investigation. As a result, Edgar Hoover was transferred from the Department of Justice to become the Assistant Secretary of the Bureau of Investigation, in charge of investigating the Chicago Mafia.

Yes, there are different kinds of stupidity among stupid people, while intelligent people often have similar ways of thinking.

Behind this series of abnormal events, there must be a huge dark force at work!
Hoover's thinking even transcended the realm of domestic interference; he strongly suspected that foreign forces were involved, such as... France, which had always harbored resentment towards the Anglo-Saxon alliance and was happy to see Britain and the United States turn against each other!
The shipment of American-made weapons to Ireland was highly suspicious. Only a nation-level power could have managed to deceive Great Britain and subtly manipulate the situation with a single shipment of weapons.

Domestically, there must also exist an efficient and covert transportation channel that colludes with foreign forces.

The existence of this channel poses a far greater threat to national security than ten thousand underground wineries.

Edgar Hoover truly lived up to his reputation as a ruthless figure who would control the FBI for decades to come. He didn't want to destroy this channel; rather, he wanted to control it and make it work for him when necessary!
With his keen intuition, Edgar Hoover, after screening and analyzing existing intelligence, discovered a key point: although the Chicago Mafia and the Irish gangs played important roles in the series of events, they did not seem to be effectively integrated by a powerful external force.

Does this mean that the mastermind's control behind the scenes may not be as all-pervasive as outsiders imagine?
He decided to take the risk himself, adopting a bold and almost insane approach—infiltrating the Chicago gangs to find out the mastermind behind it all and to discover and control that secret channel.

However, reality soon dealt him a heavy blow.

Whether it's the Mafia or the Irish gang, they are all bound by blood ties and hometown ties, and are extremely exclusive. Hoover tried various identities, but at most he could only come into contact with some peripheral minors. He was completely unable to enter the middle and upper levels who had access to core secrets.

Until fate smiled upon us!
Hmm, I don't know if it's fate's favor!

……

Logan was unaware that a legendary figure was nitpicking him, and he now had his own troubles.

In fact, the situation outside had developed to this point beyond his control as a mere underling.

But one thing is certain: the relationship between the US and Britain, this seemingly inseparable father and son, is definitely much worse than it was during the same period.

It's not likely to escalate into a larger conflict yet—the British and American fleets have faced off at sea several times, but they've only been glaring at each other from a distance, without even a minor collision. The matter will definitely be resolved through negotiation. However, if they seize the opportunity to stir up trouble and let small grudges fester into a major conflict, well…

It was the "internal" situation that was giving Logan a headache.

After winning the ring match against the U.S. military, Al Capone and Donald gained immense fame not only in the underworld but also in Chicago.

Just as the situation escalated into a confrontation between nations, the government had no time to pay attention to the two small gangs, so those two got arrogant!
They're all thinking that now that I'm the chosen one and have gained prestige, shouldn't I unify the Chicago underworld?

So both of them sharpened their knives, preparing to launch a large-scale merger war to completely wipe out the other.

Logan, who also received their request for "Dark Force assistance": ...

Okay, you'll have to fight sooner or later, but don't fight at this time!
At this point in time, a delicate balance had been reached in Chicago—most Chicagoans tended to oppose Prohibition; the city government pretended to be blind and silently supported the Chicagoans' choice; and the Prohibition Bureau and the federal government, lacking the support of the former two, often had no choice but to turn a deaf ear.

Good heavens, if you start fighting like this, and it turns out to be a full-blown brawl with machine guns and cannons, it will not only attract the attention of the federal government, but it could also push the citizens of Chicago to the other side.

"I need to find something new to do with these two bloated guys, to open up a new track," Logan thought to himself.

We still need to dig into Hollywood's treasure trove. I've got it!
So, one night, the first alias, "Han Solo," appeared before Al Capone once more. He went straight to the point, his voice deep and imposing: "Chosen One, have you considered embarking on a great unification and conquest?"

Al Capone nodded smugly, waving his cigar: "That's right! Your Excellency! Chicago will be ours!"

Han Solo nodded slightly, then posed a serious question: "So, Chosen One, have you thought about how to manage the vast underworld after unification?"

"Huh?" Alcapone was stunned, his mouth slightly agape. "Management?"

He repeated it subconsciously, his brain seemingly unable to process the word.

"Isn't it just... beating them into submission, then sitting back and collecting money? Anyone who doesn't obey is killed."

Isn't this the ultimate dream of a gangster king?
Management? What is that? Does it require thinking about?

Han Solo barely suppressed the urge to roll his eyes. Fuck, I knew it!

"Such a beautiful land, how many heroes have emerged from it!"

"Han Solo" said in his signature aria-like tone, "The underworld has always produced many heroes. Even if you kill the heroes in the North, more heroes will emerge. Is your grand ambition to wipe them all out and leave Chicago with only you as the king of the underworld?"

Al Capone was stumped by the question and instinctively scratched his head.

Han Solo sighed softly, his tone carrying a sense of helplessness that implied "you chosen ones this year are really terrible," before proceeding to teach him how to "become king"—

"Alright, let me give you an example of a great chosen one from a very long history."

Al Capone immediately perked up his ears.

"That chosen one is named Bruce Wayne."

Han Solo's voice became deep and magnetic, as if he were telling an ancient epic.

"He was never satisfied with simple violent conquest, but instead, with unparalleled wisdom and strength, he built a great holy city—Gotham City!"

Al Capone listened intently. Gotham City? Never heard of it, but it sounds impressive.

“Great chosen ones all have their own official representatives. In this holy city, the apparent government system secretly serves Bruce Wayne, maintaining a semblance of order, while the real power lies hidden underground.”

"The underground world of the Holy City, blessed by the dark forces, is a land of outstanding people and resources, attracting countless unruly heroes from all over the world with unique skills to come here for further study and development."

"Such as the clown, a philosopher who understands human nature and laughs at death; the riddle-maker, a wise man who loves intellectual games and puzzles; and the scarecrow, a master at manipulating human fear..."

"But Lord Wayne did not expel or destroy them. Instead, with his broad-mindedness and far-sighted strategy, he embraced heroes, befriended heroes, and provided them with a stage... Ultimately, these heroes all became Dark Knights who assisted Bruce Wayne in ruling the underworld!"

"Bruce Wayne thus earned everyone's awe. Wherever he went, all the heroes would sincerely call him—the Godfather!"

The "historical story" of "Han Solo," so heavily modified that even Bruce's mother wouldn't recognize him, is now finished.

Looking at Al Capone again, he was completely mesmerized, his eyes filled with boundless awe and longing!

So this is how the true chosen ones play the game?!

This vision! This sophistication! This level of mastery!

Damn it, I, Lao Peng, also want to build such a holy city!

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