Chapter 123: Mutual Tailing and Night Action

Officer Lukaer's "beating the grass to scare the snake" played a big role. The next day, Lans arranged for several groups of people to search everywhere for Wei De's tracks.

For the immigrants in the Imperial District, Lans might still just be a young man who wasn't very prominent and only known by a few people.

But Wei De was definitely a very famous person. People loathed him, hated him, and also feared him.

No one wanted to be provoked by these people, so they firmly remembered the high-ranking members of the Kamila Gang in their hearts.

However, there was no major harvest for the time being. He was like someone who had disappeared from the Imperial District. In the end, Lans had no choice but to have people scatter and watch the places where he was most likely to appear.

As long as they discovered the other party, they should contact him as soon as possible.

At the same time, they also discovered some people suspected to be from the Kamila Gang appearing around the office, which meant Enio's whereabouts had been exposed.

Lans had long had this premonition. Even Officer Lukaer knew Wei De was looking for him, and he hadn't deliberately hidden, so Wei De would definitely be able to find him.

Now, both sides were competing to see who would reveal a flaw first, and who could hide better.

From the moment they were discovered, Lans required them to sleep at the company at night, reducing the situation of being alone and not giving the other party any chance.

Unable to go out for two or three days, everyone was holding back their breath.

The headquarters of the Kamila Gang is on a street in the northwest direction of the Imperial District. This place used to be a nightclub called "Imperial Night."

It used to be one of the top entertainment venues in the Imperial District. Here, there were all kinds of items that could make people happy, as well as countless tobacco, alcohol, women, and everything else.

Although it is still very lively now, because of the prohibition, it hasn't shown its former brilliance recently.

After all, compared to other expensive consumption, tobacco and alcohol have instead become relatively civilian entertainment items.

Moreover, alcohol is the fastest and most effective auxiliary for excitement, capable of quickly getting people into the state.

In the office on the fourth floor, Kamila Gang boss Helle sat in that thick boss chair, roasting the cigar in his hand. Sunlight shone in through rows of windows, and tiny dust particles rose and fell under the sunlight.

There was some dust in the corners of the old floor that seemed to never be cleaned, and that was also the home of the dust.

Sunlight, dust, and some animal heads hanging on the wall were completely isolated from the noise of the outside world, becoming an independent world, as if time had slowed down at this moment.

In the quiet room, people could vaguely hear the slight scorching sound made by the tongue of fire licking the cigar, and the subtle crackling caused by the tobacco leaves being ignited and deformed.

No one spoke, as if even breathing had stopped.

After Helle roasted the cigar in his hand, he took a puff. The nut and faint sweetness filled his mouth, feeling the wonderful experience brought by the cigar.

The nicotine in the smoke particles would follow as he stirred the smoke in his mouth, eventually adhering to his oral mucosa, then be absorbed by the mucosa, and rapidly act on the brain.

Just one puff, and he felt relaxed and comfortable. He raised his head to look at Wei De sitting on the sofa in the distance, staring at him for a good while.

For this month, Wei De had been like a madman, ignoring all matters in the gang, and kept looking for the enemy who killed his brother.

Some people already had some opinions, because his original work had been distributed to others to do.

The Kamila Gang has had a lot of business recently, and everyone didn't have that much time, which is also the reason why he called Wei De over for a talk.

It was time to stop.

Helle is a middle-aged man. The information he registered in the federal government indicates that he is forty-seven years old this year, but he looks a few years younger than his actual age.

Even indoors, he wore a pair of tea-colored bright silver-rimmed glasses. His slightly fluffy side-parted hair was combed meticulously, and he had applied quite a bit of hair wax, looking shiny and bright.

He wore a floral shirt, no vest, and a light gray suit that clearly had federal style on the outside, looking somewhat loose and baggy.

When the sunlight occasionally fell on his gold watch, a golden light would reflect on the ceiling.

He opened his mouth, and thick smoke was spat out from his slightly yellowed teeth, accompanied by his voice, "Wei De, you have refused all the work arranged for you by the gang during this period."

"I know your brother died, and you are very sad. I also feel very sorry for Kent; he was a good young man."

"But since people have been dead for so long, you should let go. Life goes on, and work goes on."

"You have taken a long enough vacation. Now it is time to return to work."

Helle used the pad of his middle finger to push his right eyebrow, his palm covering his expression change, "There is a batch of alcohol coming in from outside tomorrow. The ship won't dock, it's on the sea. At that time, you take people to pick up the ship."

"They all have their own work to do, and currently only you have nothing to do, so I arranged for you to do this matter."

"You take your people, go pick up this batch of goods, and then send them to our warehouse in the suburbs."

"You need to be careful not to make too much noise. Although we have already settled the Port District Branch and the Coast Guard, you still need to be careful."

The price of alcohol has skyrocketed like crazy, but the price of alcohol abroad hasn't changed much. All gangs, families, and criminal groups have noticed this situation.

From the day the President announced the national prohibition, countless cargo ships loaded with alcohol have been sailing on the shipping lanes heading to the Federation.

Even though the Kamila Gang is in the business of extortion, when the price of alcohol rises so outrageously, they don't mind doing some smuggling business.

Seeing Wei De not speaking, Helle took it as him agreeing, "This batch of alcohol is worth 200,000, but if we want to sell it, we can sell it for at least 350,000 or more."

"This is our first transaction with them. After we establish a more perfect sales channel, the profits will be more and more..."

Helle was still thinking about expanding sales channels. In New Jincheng, he might not be able to compete with the five major families of New Jincheng, but outside New Jincheng, there are still many satellite cities and secondary markets.

That is also his dumping ground.

Just as he was imagining his own alcohol empire rising, Wei De suddenly said, "Three days."

Helle didn't react for a moment, "What?"

"What three days?"

Wei De looked over, "Give me three more days. I have already found the person who killed my brother. I need to make some preparations, and then kill them."

"Three days. After three days, I will send this batch of goods to the place you specified."

Behind the tea-colored lenses, the vaguely visible eyes revealed a murderous look, "Are you refusing me?"

Wei De shook his head, "No, I'm just requesting, give me three... no, two more days. The day after tomorrow, I will solve all problems, and then send the things to the place you specified. I guarantee there won't be any slip-ups."

"If there are, I will bear all the problems."

Helle raised his hand and pressed it on the armrest of the chair, the cigar rotating between his fingers, "Wei De, I can understand your mood."

"My father, my uncle, my brothers and sisters, many people have died."

"I love them very much and also want to avenge them, but we must take care of ourselves first."

Wei De was not affected at all by the warning in Helle's words, and continued, "I only have him as a relative. Now he is dead, and every day my heart is suffering."

"I can't sleep at night now. Once I close my eyes, it's Kent's appearance in the morgue, making me sad, angry, and damn disgusted!"

"Helle, I have never requested anything from you!"

Eyes are the windows to the soul. Helle hid his emotions behind the tea-colored sunglasses. He took another puff of the cigar, and after more than ten seconds, nodded, "I'll change someone else to do it. You go ahead and take your revenge."

"But, Wei De, this is the last time!"

He raised his finger and pointed at Wei De, "Also, you won't get a share of the money this time."

Wei De breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, I guarantee, there won't be a next time."

After watching Wei De leave, Helle sat there for a good while before picking up the phone and dialing another cadre's number, "Come to my office..."

For Helle, banknotes are the most important. He was very disappointed in Wei De.

As for Wei De himself?

He didn't care. Now he just wanted revenge!

Just coming out of the nightclub, the subordinate who was smoking by the car immediately threw away the cigarette butt and opened the car door for him.

After he sat in, he asked, "Did you find Enio?"

The subordinate sitting in the passenger seat nodded, "Found him. Enio is hiding in that labor office all day now."

"Inside are all their people. He almost never has a time when he is alone, at least we haven't found it these past few days."

The Kamila Gang started with kidnapping. Their members can't be said to be proficient, but at least they have mastered the ability to tail and step on points.

They even entered the interior of the office to observe, but never found a good opportunity.

The car drove out of the nightclub parking lot, and Wei De appeared somewhat irritable, "How many people do they usually act with?"

"About a dozen people, and... they all look like they are not easy to provoke."

Wei De punched the front seat, "I don't care if they are easy to provoke or not..."

He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, "Act directly. Whoever blocks, kill whoever."

The driver looked at the rearview mirror, "Wei De, someone is following us."

Wei De had long known that Lukaer had arranged for people to watch him, and it was the kind of unscrupulous watching. He was very annoyed by this, but now he didn't dare to kill the police casually.

Those police officers behind are from the Criminal Investigation Unit, different from the patrol police on the side of the road, and the price that needs to be paid is also different.

"If they like to follow, let them follow."

This also gave him a little time to calm down, "Do they also live in the office at night?"

The subordinate in the passenger seat shook his head, "They might have discovered us. They haven't left at night for these two days. We don't know which room they live in."

Wei De raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. It was already afternoon.

Thinking of the dissatisfaction and threats in Helle's tone today, Wei De thought about it and finally decided not to wait for them to be alone, but to act directly, and it would be tonight.

"After going back, notify everyone to come for a meeting."

Behind the vehicle Wei De was riding in, a plainclothes police officer frowned, "Do we have other colleagues watching them?"

The partner sitting next to him shook his head, "Haven't heard of it."

Ever since Wei De unscrupulously killed the woman Kent was keeping, Lukaer required the tailing police officers to be two people together and carry weapons.

He didn't dare to gamble on whether Wei De would move against the police officers. They dared to move against big figures, so moving against police officers didn't seem like a difficult thing.

Two people, safer.

The two people's vehicle was further away, but they clearly discovered that someone else was following Wei De, which made them feel very curious.

The partner sitting in the passenger seat took out a notebook, "I'll write down the license plate number first. I'll figure it out when I go to the police station tomorrow."

"That's all we can do."

Wei De's car arrived in the southwest of the Imperial District. The environment here is better. The best communities in the Imperial District are all on this side, and there are villas.

After the car entered a villa community, the car that had been following Wei De didn't stop and left directly.

This made the two police officers following behind have another trace of doubt. Could it be... just passing by?

They weren't sure, but they would report this matter and investigate this license plate number.

And now, their job is to watch Wei De openly, so their car also entered the community and stopped opposite the internal road of Wei De's villa!

The gang member responsible for guarding the gate told Wei De immediately after seeing these two people. Wei De cursed twice and told him not to worry about it, so he didn't take it to heart.

He knew Lukaer's meaning: to find the murderer who killed his brother through him.

This is also one of the reasons why he is so anxious!

What if that Enio suddenly chooses to surrender due to pressure and is protected by Lukaer? His brother would have died in vain!

He couldn't rush into the New Jincheng City Police Department to kill Enio, could he?

Perhaps the branch has a one-in-ten-thousand possibility, but the city bureau is basically impossible.

He must solve this bastard before Enio is alert and takes action, and before Officer Lukaer takes action, so time is very tight.

As for this kind of tailing that is almost face-to-face, he can only pretend not to see it. Perhaps now Officer Lukaer hopes more that he can do something wrong to hold him back.

At a fork in the public road outside the community, Mo Lisi got out of the car and walked to the phone booth on the side of the road.

He inserted a two-cent coin, and after hearing the prompt, dialed the office's phone.

"I followed him all the way. Now he is at Senhu Villa. I watched him go in... okay..."

A moment later, he hung up the phone, walked out of the phone booth, and lit a cigarette.

Afterward, he looked left and right, dived back into the car, and drove the car back to the gate of the villa to stop.

In the office, Lans hung up the phone. At this time, the office had already ended business early, and the room was full of their own people.

"Mo Lisi has already found him. He is at Senhu Villa."

Lans looked at the people around. No one retreated. This time even Xiao En didn't retreat.

He lit a cigarette, "He has already found us. The people watching outside these two days have already explained this situation, and we have also found him."

"We are already 'face-to-face', just seeing who acts first."

"Whoever acts first has more of an advantage, and can catch them off guard when they don't expect it."

He paused here, "Does anyone know about this Senhu Villa?"

Enio raised his hand, "I know."

Enio is a legal immigrant and has been here for many years. New Jincheng's fastest development has been in these twenty years, so it is not surprising that he is very familiar with this place.

Senhu Villa is a speculative product of a real estate developer. This company wanted to hype a concept of "New Bay Area." Anyway, it's all by the sea, and Senhu Villa continues to the west, and there is also a beach.

But it is clear that there are not many rich fools. People only want to continue to develop the Bay Area, not to develop any New Bay Area.

Soon the concept of the New Bay Area disappeared, leaving only some high-end real estate projects in backward areas.

Now these villa areas and high-end communities are inhabited by some middle class, and there are no real wealthy people.

And the house Lans and the others just bought is actually located two streets north of Senhu Villa. From the map, they are still neighbors with Wei De!

"... The occupancy rate here is not very high, and many houses are listed for sale at real estate agencies."

Enio shrugged, "My father often looks at this information. He always feels that he can afford one of them in the future."

The rich don't want to live here, and those who want to buy don't have money. This might be the price of speculative failure.

After Enio finished speaking, the room became quiet, with only the sound of people constantly smoking.

After a few minutes, Lans threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his toe, "Act tonight."

No one raised an objection. Then he began to assign tasks, who and who in which car, who takes what weapon.

At the same time, Wei De sat on the sofa in the hall. The room was full of thick smoke. He smoked one after another. His subordinates had all come here, more than thirty people.

The total number of all members of the Kamila Gang adds up to more than two thousand people. Of course, this is what they say themselves, including some peripheral members who are not engaged in crime themselves.

There are only less than three hundred core members.

They have a total of six high-ranking cadres, plus Helle, as well as the organization department, eight or nine cores dividing these members.

On average, the core power held by each high-ranking cadre is only thirty or forty people.

They need to bear all the expenses of these people, so sometimes it's not that they don't want to expand their strength, but the money in their hands doesn't allow them to expand infinitely without limits.

After people had almost arrived, Wei De's gaze swept across the faces of these people one by one, took a deep breath, "We act tonight..." ===== CHAPTER 124 =====