Chapter 1091: Interception, Choice and Crossroads

The car stopped slowly. Because of nervousness, Prosecutor Crown grabbed the steering wheel tightly, but he still turned to soothe his wife's emotions.

"Don't worry, they just want to chat with me, everything will end, everything will get better."

However, such soothing did not have much effect. When the entire motorcade intercepted him in this wilderness, even the air seemed to start to have thorns.

Every breath could feel fear and pain from the inside out!

The motorcade also stopped. Someone came to the outside of the car and knocked on the car window. Prosecutor Crown looked at the person outside the car window, watched the other party make a gesture of rolling down the window, waited for a few seconds, and then started to roll down the car window quickly.

"Any problem, gentlemen?", he made himself look as not so nervous as possible, just like an innocent person.

But his acting was too bad. He was not that kind of truly qualified politician in the true sense. He was just a prosecutor who wanted to climb up and only read out the charges with a straight face when necessary.

He was not a politician and could not control his emotions and expressions well.

The slightly twitching corners of his eyes and the restless, constantly jumping fingers were betraying his nervous emotions inside.

The young man standing outside the car shook his head. "Get out, let's chat on the side."

He glanced at Mrs. Crown sitting in the back seat and a naive child. "We try not to let these things spread to people who have nothing to do with it, but first you need to cooperate."

Prosecutor Crown looked at his wife and child through the rearview mirror again. He took a deep breath and squeezed out some smiles. "Of course, why not?"

After speaking, he drilled out of the car, continued to look at his wife through the rearview mirror, and said in a low voice, "I will be back soon."

After speaking, he drilled out of the car and came to the side of the road not far away with that young man.

"You shouldn't have done that."

The young man standing in front of Prosecutor Crown first commented on his actions. "Mr. Lanse has other things, so he couldn't come over personally, so I came over on his behalf to talk to you."

"You can call me Alan, everyone calls me that."

Alan was dressed very elegantly. It seems that when people reach this stage, start to become wealthy, and no longer worry about the acquisition and consumption of money, they will want to make their appearance worthy of their inner self.

Wealth, status, influence.

When he lifted his thin coat, he revealed the golden pocket watch chain inside.

In fact... it is very difficult for him to seriously look at a pocket watch once. It's just that this kind of thing, as a "standard match for a gentleman," has been popular in the Federation for a long time, even now.

If you don't consider the work he is engaged in, and the things he did before, at this time he looks like a social celebrity, not a cadre of a gang.

He took out a cigarette case, took out two cigarettes, and handed one of them to Prosecutor Crown. "You should know what I am talking about."

Prosecutor Crown looked at the cigarette handed over in his hand, and finally took it, then took out his lighter and lit it.

He only took one puff, and after a short silence, he said, "I know."

He originally wanted to quibble, but after thinking about it, he didn't know how to quibble about this matter.

This is not a normal investigation. If it were a normal case filing investigation, he could completely say that this was a work task issued by the higher-level Prosecutor's Office.

This is not a case filing investigation. This is framing, a trap. This does not belong to the normal investigation scope.

Besides accepting this result, he had no other way to think.

Alan looked at his honest appearance, and there was a hint of mockery on his face.

He looked back at Mrs. Crown and their child in the car, and even waved at the child. "Very beautiful child, is it a boy?"

Prosecutor Crown's tone became slightly trembling. He tightly pursed his lips, his gaze first looked down at the ground, and then slowly raised it, looking directly into Alan's eyes. "Don't mess with my family."

Alan looked at his serious appearance and couldn't help but feel a bit funny. "You were the one who messed with us first, Prosecutor."

One sentence made Prosecutor Crown's momentum weaken a lot. The serious, eating-people expression on his face soon disappeared, replaced by a look of pleading.

"This has nothing to do with them, just come at me for anything."

Alan curled his lips. "You might have wanted to deal with us long ago, so you should have also studied some files about us. Haven't the lessons inside made you more mature?"

"When did we ever leave people a chance to retaliate?"

"Unless they are lucky and just didn't catch up, otherwise, we will handle everything."

"Boss said, hatred will make people crazy. We don't want to face those crazy people who have no scruples, so before they become crazy, we cut off the development of fate."

He took a deep breath. "Who told you to do these things?"

"Say this name, and your matter will be half solved."

Prosecutor Crown remained silent. He didn't know whether he should say it.

His reason told him, don't say it. Once it is said, as long as Lanse does something to the Attorney General, no matter what it is, he will definitely know that it was his own information that was sold.

Because only Prosecutor Crown knew who told him to do this. As for whether there are people at a higher level, he doesn't know, and he doesn't need to know. He just needs to confess the person above him.

So this is a very difficult choice. If he chooses to say what these people are interested in, it means that he has no room for survival in the prosecutor, in the judicial field at all.

But if he doesn't say it, he is very worried that this guy named Alan will do something to his family. He can only respond with silence now.

Alan took a puff of cigarette and said softly, "Your friend, that is, the gang leader, what was his name..."

He couldn't remember the name of this kind of small character. "In short, it's your friend, he was very smart, without us using any means, he eagerly said your name."

"Resistance has no meaning, Prosecutor, because we have too many chips to use, and you, only have one, and it is also the cheapest one!"

Prosecutor Crown's body seemed to be trembling. At this moment, he found that he was actually not as strong as he had always imagined.

Everyone actually has similar thoughts. When they face a situation extremely unfriendly to themselves, what will they do.

In the process of "assumption," people's thinking methods are relatively objective and relatively rational.

Because the assumed things did not really happen to them, so they can rationally and objectively think about problems.

They will give an answer that everyone thinks is correct. Facing danger, threat, without compromise, even if it is death, they will not say a secret.

But when they really have to face this choice, the weakness of human nature will be exposed under the huge subjective fear.

"If I say it...", Prosecutor Crown looked at Alan. "Can you let me leave?"

Alan suddenly laughed. "Do you know?"

"Your friend also asked the same question just now. Do you know where he is now?"

Almost instinctively, Prosecutor Crown's face became worse and worse. Although he had long had guesses about those missing gang members.

But after really verifying this guess, he was still shocked, angry, and fearful by its occurrence!

However, these emotions finally turned into deep helplessness.

He took a big puff of cigarette. "It was the Attorney General, he told me to do it."

"If you want to deal with me, come on!"

"Please let go of my family."

"Take me to a place further away, tell my son, I went out to work, and it will take a long time to come back."

He took a few puffs of cigarette in a row, seemingly using this way of smoking to relieve his nervousness and fear.

When he felt that the fingers holding the cigarette began to feel hot, he threw the cigarette hard on the ground, and then looked at Alan fiercely. "Come on, take me away, and then kill me!"

Alan looked at him for seven or eight seconds, and then smiled. "Do you know?"

"Actually, your performance just now has a big contrast with your decision. I didn't expect you to be such a person."

He curled his lips, a bit looked down upon, and a bit appreciative.

"You have to thank your identity and Mr. Lanse's kindness. We will not harm you. Not only that, we will give you many benefits, opportunities, and help you climb higher."

"But there is a prerequisite, which is to pass information to us in time. This is the other half of solving your problem."

Surviving after a turn of events seemed to be the biggest surprise for Prosecutor Crown at this time!

He had already made psychological construction to be killed, in order to protect his wife and family.

He had indeed read various case files about the Lanse family, and also knew that they advocated killing them all. Of course, most federal gangs and politicians did the same.

So he didn't have any fluke mentality at all.

If he could use his own death as a price to save his wife and family, he thought this deal was still cost-effective, at least two people survived, using his one life to exchange!

But it seems that the situation now seems a bit different.

Alan took out an envelope and put it in his hand. "There is a bank cashier's check here, one hundred thousand dollars. You can cash it at any bank."

"And there is a card. There is the phone number of the Boss, that is, Mr. Lanse, on the card."

"If you have any information about us, you can call this number to communicate with him."

"Of course you can also refuse, but you know the result."

"Friend, or enemy?"

Some people say that when a person faces death for the first time but can bite the bullet and not bow his head, he will become braver when facing the threat of death in the future! Some people are indeed like this, but more people will feel even more fear!

People who have never been in close contact with death will never know that at that moment, the pressure of death is so suffocating.

Prosecutor Crown, who had "broken through" once, was such a person. He looked down at the exquisite envelope in Alan's hand. After thinking for a period of time, he took the envelope and put it into his clothes pocket.

"Then after I go back, I will report to Mr. Lanse that you are already our friend?"

Prosecutor Crown nodded after a long time. It seemed that making this action made him a bit exhausted.

Alan patted his arm. "Look, this is not difficult at all."

"I give you a piece of advice, don't try to play with us, even if you live in Aulis, live under the protection of the state government, we also have enough patience to hunt you."

He looked back at Mrs. Crown and little Crown sitting in the car. "Your family also doesn't want you to have an accident!"

The last sentence looked like a kind of emotional soothing, but it was actually a threat!

"Okay, I have to go back and report to Mr. Lanse. We have one more good friend!"

After a while, the motorcade turned around on the spot and left. After Prosecutor Crown watched them leave for a while, he smoked another cigarette outside the car before returning to the carriage.

"Those people just now..."

Prosecutor Crown answered with feigned ease, "I said, everything is over."

At this moment, he suddenly understood a bit why so many people wanted to deal with Lanse, because Lanse was too rich! And he was also willing to spend money. This is his advantage and strength.

He can let Senator Cleveland and those people have almost no upper limit of quota to buy all the people they want to buy.

At the same time, he can use Lanse to kill those who try to threaten the entire interest group. They are in the same group, not just the relationship of domination and being dominated! Prosecutor Crown, who understood this point, instinctively thought of a lot, about the investigation work of the case, but soon these were erased by him, because he now, and the him a few minutes ago, are no longer the same person.

The current him also seems to have stepped into this interest group, becoming a wandering molecule.

If he cannot lean on the core, he and his family might die.

He knows Lanse's means. He is good at creating "accidents," such as car accidents, electric leakage, gas explosions, which might all be within his means.

He almost subconsciously touched the pocket on the inner lining of his chest clothes. The cashier's check and contact information were there. He could perceive these things. This was the largest single "bribe" he had received since he started prosecutor work after graduating from university.

But at this moment, this is a protective talisman, which can protect the lives of him and his family.

The car ran wildly on the interstate highway. There were no pursuers behind, but he still stepped on the accelerator to the inside, as if there was something closely following him.

His wife's emotions also gradually relaxed, her gaze constantly wandering between her husband and child, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The next afternoon, they arrived at Aulis City. In the Attorney General's office of the State Prosecutor's Office, he met the Attorney General.

"Was the road smooth?", the Attorney General asked.

Prosecutor Crown nodded, and at the same time, a look of guilt appeared on his face. "I didn't handle this matter well."

Although the Attorney General already had the idea of idling him, he hadn't started to do so immediately. If he idled him just because one thing of his subordinate didn't work, what would others think.

Some work requires subjective initiative, not being named and then biting the bullet to cope with it. He must give Prosecutor Crown some work first, and then idle him after a period of time.

So at this time, there was no blame on his face, just smiling and saying, "It doesn't matter, everyone will have times of failure, and this matter is not your fault. We didn't expect the Lanse family to be so cautious."

He is the Attorney General, qualified to communicate "face to face" with the high-level of the local Hazardous Materials Bureau through the phone. He knew the process of the entire case.

The plan itself was successful. The Lanse family really intended to complete this transaction with them, but the first batch of goods they sent was soda.

If the Hazardous Materials Bureau people had taken action a little later, after the buyer verified the goods and found it was not alcohol, maybe they would have sent the real alcohol over.

In fact, strictly speaking, the failure of this trap was that they underestimated the vigilance of the Lanse family, thinking that their goods were in a hurry to enter Jin State, so they were careless.

Even if the Attorney General came personally, maybe the effect at that time would not be very good, but he wouldn't use such a method—

He would let this small gang trade with Lanse and them normally a few times, and then find a way to trap them in. At this time, both sides had established basic trust, and the success rate would be greater.

In the final analysis, Prosecutor Crown's work ability was still a bit poor.

His gaze locked on this subordinate who didn't seem very excellent. After waiting for a few seconds, he said, "I happen to have a few cases here. If you don't mind, you can try to get started first."

He handed over two case files. "By the way, get to know the colleagues here."

These two cases are actually very tricky, not the kind of ordinary cases. De-gangsterization has become a consensus.

Including Senator Cleveland's side, being able to pass the vote in Congress shows that they are essentially supportive.

Just not supporting moving against Lanse, not supporting moving against their own gangs, or gloves, front-stage figures.

But they are supportive of the entire general direction.

Two gangs are entrenched in Aulis, and they have been fighting each other for several years. No matter how complex and strange the changes in the high-level federal politics are, these things should still be done.

The Attorney General might not only be able to sit until this year. If he leans toward the above in terms of stance and all aspects, then he can continue to do it.

People who have never mastered power will never know that power has a strong addictive nature. Anyone who is contaminated with power is unwilling to give up the power in their hands.

If these two relatively large gangs can be removed, then he will have a very good reputation and face in the new government team and in Congress, which will be helpful for him to continue to be the Attorney General or even improve a little!

As for Prosecutor Crown not being able to handle this case? Isn't that just right for him to do some ordinary work.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and he was very satisfied with his arrangement, which was very artistic. ===== CHAPTER 1092 =====