Chapter 1094

If someone does a bad thing, how do you let everyone know? Actually, it's very simple; you just have to say it yourself.

However, the Perez family is not such a "superficial" family; in fact, it's not very appropriate to go around shouting that they did this, so they need to subtly remind people—

Look, this is what I did.

Then what method is best? Fran's gaze remained on Bob. He was very satisfied with the results of this guy's action, and he decided to give this opportunity to him again.

Meeting Fran's gaze, Bob knew he was being asked to speak, and he was very willing to do so.

The Perez family is large, and those on the periphery think that the formal members are all very remarkable people.

Formal members think that only those with the surname Perez are special existences in the family, while those branch members feel that the direct descendants are the true core.

But only the direct descendants know that even among them, there are useful ones and useless ones.

The useful ones, such as Bob, naturally hold great power, while the useless ones might currently be continuing to plant maple-kite grass in some countryside place.

Lanse burned quite a bit of it last time, but the market didn't shrink because of it. Instead, because there are more and more rich people and the market is getting bigger, they need to open up more farmland to satisfy these people's demand for maple-kite grass extract.

It's not just as simple as making money; it's also about integrating into various upper-class social circles.

Sometimes people have to admire the Federation's market. Although there is no explicit prohibition against capitalists harvesting the lowest-level masses, there seems to be an invisible force here protecting the people at the bottom.

They have avoided many crises and haven't lost everything by investing their money in the stock market.

They haven't become interested in certain products because of attending salons or other social activities.

They also won't use those expensive miracle drugs; everything, every sickle, seems to have flown right over the heads of these people at the bottom.

In reality, what protects them is precisely their poverty.

Those who can afford to consume maple-kite grass are all rich people, the upper class, and this is also a very important connection.

Maple-kite grass is important, but the people who plant it may not necessarily be important.

People like Bob are ultimately just a minority, but if Bob wants to maintain his status in the family, he has to show more practical ability to prove his value when facing those later challengers.

Taking a few seconds, he said with a very relaxed and full emotion, "We just need to let people sell or display our spoils, and people will know what happened!"

Fran squinted his eyes, thinking about what he had said, and then more smiles appeared on his face, "You always understand me, Bob."

Bob bowed slightly to show his respect for Fran.

Fran looked at the others, "Do as he says. First, let people spread the word outside that the Lanse family's transport team was attacked, and then find an opportunity to sell some of their alcohol. Let people discover the truth 'inadvertently'."

"Let them know that the Perez family doesn't just compromise; they also strike back!"

He paused as he spoke. After a while, he took out a handkerchief to wipe the corner of his mouth. He was getting older and had to face the problems all old people face.

For example, when talking a lot, there would be some saliva at the corners of his mouth, and the more excited he was, the more spit there would be.

Even if he paid great attention to this detail, he couldn't change it by just paying attention; he could only wipe it from time to time with a handkerchief.

This was also reminding him that he was truly old.

Being old brings many disadvantages, but there are also some benefits, but compared to aging, these benefits seem insignificant.

Things like authority, for instance.

"Based on my understanding of that young man Lanse, he will soon launch a retaliation against us, which is what I hope for."

"If they stay in New Jincheng and don't come out, it's hard for us to engage in large-scale gunfights with them, but as long as they need to retaliate against us, they must come to our side and cause trouble for us."

"Tighten the industries in New Jincheng, tell them to be careful, and call the police in time when necessary..."

The expressions of some family members became strange. Calling the police—how unfamiliar this term was to them.

Looking at the strange expressions on the faces of these family members, Fran couldn't help but smile and shake his head, "Look, this is the biggest difference between you and Lanse."

"He will call the police, he will use every resource in his hands to turn them into his own power—knives, weapons—to attack those people."

"But you, you still hold onto those old-fashioned ideas. Sometimes I think you are the old people!"

"Especially for some legitimate businesses, we pay taxes, so we should enjoy the protection of law enforcement departments, not discrimination."

"We must place the battlefield on our own turf, let them take the initiative to attack us, and then we strike back hard!" He waved his hand in the air, and his open palm suddenly closed, as if he had grabbed something.

Others nodded one after another, and some were lost in thought.

After Fran breathed heavily twice, he gradually slowed his breathing, "We cannot lose this time."

"Although I don't want to talk about this—it is a huge humiliation for us—but, my family, we really cannot continue to fail."

"They are still just watching our jokes and mocking our failure. If we lose to Lanse and his people again..."

Fran's expression became serious and solemn, "Soon we will be submerged by the surging challengers, those huge waves of the new era!"

"In short, everyone be careful during this time. Communicate in time if you find any problems. That's all for now."

This was just Fran's arrangement. After the meeting ended, these senior executives would have some arrangements of their own.

The top level is only responsible for macro things—east or west.

And the people who specifically decide how to go east or west are those at the middle level.

The entire Perez family began to take action. They exerted their huge influence and network in the central region of the Federation. In less than two days, people in the entire underground world of the Federation knew that the Lanse family's transport team had been robbed, they had lost a large batch of goods, and many people had died.

This incident was undoubtedly huge news for the underground world. Although people had previously guessed that contradictions would inevitably erupt again between the Lanse family and the Perez family, they didn't expect the conflict to erupt so quickly! Not long after this incident spread, people from the Perez family began to sell some copper-label and silver-label whiskey. These wines were produced by the Lanse family itself and were also a kind of iconic item.

Given the contradictions and hatred between the Perez family and the Lanse family, it was impossible for the Perez family to buy these wines from Lanse and then resell them to the central region of the Federation.

So everyone already knew in their hearts how this batch of wine came about.

They robbed Lanse's transport team, which was a kind of act of revenge. At the same time, people were also very much looking forward to seeing how Lanse would respond to this.

"How will he respond?" In the Federal Bureau of Investigation, Director Roland was also frowning and thinking about this matter.

Five days had passed since Lanse's transport team was attacked, and Lanse didn't seem to have launched a retaliation immediately, which seemed a bit different from the impression he had left on people in the past.

Everyone who knew Lanse and the Lanse family knew that these people had tempers like dynamite—they would explode at the slightest touch.

Lanse could stab Peggy in the thigh with a knife in a restaurant, and he could also burn down the Perez family's maple-kite grass farm. As long as you offended him, he would almost immediately retaliate twofold, never sparing those who tried to challenge them.

But this time, they seemed to have misfired? "What do you think?" Director Roland's gaze rested on those senior agent supervisors; he hoped to gain some... inspiration from these people.

Undoubtedly, their strategy was successful. After instigation and guidance, the gunpowder smell between the two gangs became much stronger, but the problem was, why didn't Lanse react this time? A younger senior agent supervisor asked, "Are they preparing for a counterattack?"

"After all, this is Jizhou, and their power hasn't penetrated here yet. It takes time to mobilize manpower."

The young senior agent supervisor who spoke came from the Elite Alliance Academy and could be said to be a true social elite. Even if he didn't join the Federal Bureau of Investigation, whether he went into politics or business, he would have a very broad future! Those alumni in the alumni association only needed to leak some information through their fingers to let him rise rapidly.

With many choices, he ultimately chose to join the Federal Bureau of Investigation, and he was also very optimistic about the development prospects here.

The dream woven by Roland made them all full of confidence that this place would become the Federation's number one law enforcement department! Working in such a place with huge development potential and huge future power, he didn't feel it was "degeneration."

Director Roland nodded, "Your idea makes sense. They don't have much manpower now. If they want to go to war with the Perez family, they definitely need more manpower."

"Does anyone else have any ideas?"

Another senior agent supervisor sitting at the table lowered his head, a complex look in his eyes; he seemed to be struggling.

After a while, Director Roland seemed to notice that his current mood was a bit off, so he took the initiative to ask, "Zoe, do you have any ideas?"

The senior agent supervisor called "Zoe" first looked up blankly, his eyes full of confusion, but he soon became clear-headed, "Yes, I have some ideas, but I don't know if they are right."

Director Roland leaned back in his chair, "Tell me about it. There is no distinction between superiors and subordinates here. Only by exchanging ideas can we possibly find what we want to find."

Zoe took a deep breath, "I think... has the Lanse family already taken action, but we just haven't discovered that they have?"

After this sentence was said, the entire conference room fell into a strange silence, and some people even slowed their breathing.

They exchanged glances with each other, seeing something incredible in each other's eyes.

Shock, surprise, and some even revealed a kind of fear mixed with confusion! Director Roland also took a deep breath. After his gaze lingered on Zoe for a moment, he changed his sitting posture again.

He leaned forward, placed his hands on the table, and played with the pencil on the writing pad without any purpose, "A very good guess!"

"Perhaps there is really such a possibility. Based on my understanding of Lanse White, he certainly wouldn't let the Perez family provoke him like this."

"If he is really taking action, but we haven't seen it, it means that our arrangements and investigation work targeting them have gone wrong."

His expression was very serious, even solemn, "I have a great responsibility. I didn't think of these possibilities. Zoe reminded me."

"We need to monitor not only the Lanse family members here but also those in the entire Federation."

At this time, a senior agent supervisor couldn't help but say, "They also have thousands of people. If you count the peripheral members, there are too many to count. We don't have enough resources to watch every one of them."

Director Roland shook his head, "You saying such immature words shows that you haven't really looked at this job squarely, nor have you looked at Lanse White squarely!"

"We can watch their senior executives, or a bit more, watch a certain battle captain managed under each of their senior executives."

"The internal structure of these gangs is almost like this. As long as we keep an eye on some key people, we can figure out their specific movements."

His gaze fell on Zoe, "Since it was you who proposed this hypothesis and helped us improve our workflow, so, Zoe..."

Zoe raised his head slightly and puffed out his chest, looking at Director Roland, "I'm here."

"You will be responsible for this matter. You arrange for people to watch every senior executive of the Lanse family, and keep a close eye on the battle captains under these executives!"

"I want to know when they are and where they are."

"I don't require you to figure out what they are doing or what they have said; that is obviously making things difficult for you."

"But I want to know when they are in a certain place, who they have met, and so on. You should be able to do this, right?"

Zoe was a bit... by the sudden responsibility. He squeezed out some smiles, "I'm worried I won't do it well."

He wasn't worried that he wouldn't do it well; he was just worried that the inner torment would reveal his flaws.

Director Roland, however, trusted him, "Every one of us is constantly learning by trial and error from the moment we are born."

"No one is born knowing everything. Only through learning, failing, and constantly trying do we master everything."

"Try to do it, Zoe."

It was as if he had known from the beginning that this would be the result.

Meeting Director Roland's gaze, Zoe couldn't bring himself to refuse. He could only bite the bullet and nod, "I will try!"