Chapter 169: Clue 6663

"The order wasn't delivered?" Sam's tone shifted slightly. "That's impossible. I watched them set off with my own eyes. It's been so long; it's impossible they haven't arrived!"

The voice on the other end remained as relaxed as before. "Mr. Sam, do you think I'm lying, or is the Boss lying?"

This sentence could already be considered a very severe "accusation." How could big shots like them lie to a pimp?

Sam also knew he had spoken out of turn and quickly apologized. "I'm sorry, sir. It's my mistake. I'll immediately arrange for another girl to be sent to the Boss..."

"Is this something that can be solved just by sending another girl over?"

"Mr. Sam?"

"The Boss needs an explanation. Bring that girl, bring your explanation, and get over here yourself."

"Otherwise, the one coming to find you will be your Boss."

"Before twelve o'clock tonight."

*Clack. * The busy signal from the receiver left Sam feeling dazed, but he soon realized a major problem had occurred.

He scrambled up, kicked Bu Ke, who was beside him, pulled up his pants, and walked outside, calling for his men as he went.

Soon, forty or fifty people had gathered around. These were all the men he had brought from Paradise City.

"Our delivery vehicle didn't reach the destination. Something must have happened on the road. You all go and find out immediately, go look for it! I want to know exactly what happened!" Sam's expression was somewhat twisted; he rarely showed such a loss of emotional control.

He never expected that his first business deal since arriving in New Jincheng—such a simple deal—would actually be botched!

He had never left any contingency plans. In his view, this city had the Mayor as his backer; who else would dare to use underhanded tactics to plot against him?

And yet, under these very circumstances, a problem had arisen!

Moreover, he had a premonition that he wouldn't be able to find Lisa before twelve o'clock tonight at all.

After thinking it over, he immediately dialed a number—the Mayor's number.

"I am Sam."

A sound squeezed out from the nasal cavity came through the receiver, followed by the sound of air flowing from the throat as lips parted. "I hope you're calling me because you truly have something important."

Although this was an industry controlled by the Mayor, the Mayor did not want it to become a fact known to everyone. Such things could be done, but they could not be placed on the table.

"The... order for Mr. Hou has been lost."

"Lost?" The Mayor's tone in the receiver finally changed. "How was it lost?"

"I don't know, Boss. I watched them drive away. Four people. There shouldn't have been an accident, but an accident happened anyway."

"I've already arranged for people to search along the route. Mr. Hou wants an explanation from me by twelve o'clock, but I feel that even by twelve o'clock tomorrow, we might not be able to find the person."

After hearing this, the Mayor felt a bit troubled. As a regional opinion leader in New Jincheng, Mr. Hou had a certain right to speak at the Social Party Assembly.

This could be of great help to his later campaign for Speaker of the State House of Representatives.

"I will call Mr. Hou, but you had better figure out as soon as possible exactly what happened." His voice already held some dissatisfaction—toward Sam, and toward the person who had created these problems.

After hearing this, Sam breathed a slight sigh of relief and then waited quietly, waiting for good news to arrive.

But until ten o'clock, no good news came. The only information they obtained was that a car accident had occurred in the Starlight District that afternoon. Nearby shop clerks indicated they had indeed seen a box truck with a giant red high-heeled shoe on top pass by.

But because the road was blocked, they had headed in the direction of the water station.

Afterward, Sam personally arrived at the street in front of the water station entrance. There were no shops here, nor were there any pedestrians; they couldn't find any witnesses.

"So, our car just disappeared here?"

He kicked his own car hard. Just as he was thinking about what to do, a subordinate ran over. "A homeless man just said he saw our car, along with a truck, heading north."

There were also homeless people in the Starlight District; begging here was easier than in other places.

Poor neighborhoods would be more tolerant of them, but wouldn't get them more money. Many poor people couldn't even feed themselves; how could they possibly give them money?

Even if they did, it was just one- or two-cent coins.

But in the Starlight District, people gave at least five-cent coins, and some would even give one-dollar bills directly.

Income was high here, but the neighborhoods here were not very tolerant of them. Security would expel them, and they could only hide in parks or behind bushes by the roadside.

A subordinate had just gone to where the homeless gathered to inquire, and after spending three dollars, he obtained this information.

Sam waved his hand, and the motorcade set off toward the north. But it was too late now; many shops had already closed their doors, and the Sumuli District always had deep wariness toward people like them.

Even if some houses still had their lights on, there was simply no one to answer them.

On the other side, Lisa had already left the box. She put on a trench coat. Even though the clothes in the carriage were more than the ribbons she currently had on, they still made her feel ashamed.

She had originally thought she was done for, but she didn't expect...

At this moment, holding a coffee cup, she had gradually emerged from the joy of being rescued. Fear and worry once again took the upper hand!

She still remembered the things Sam had said to her. Sam had big shots behind him; she—they—might not necessarily be able to fight him!

"How about... we just run away? Go back to the Federation, or go somewhere else!" Lisa looked at Mo Lisi and said softly. She was truly scared now!

Mo Lisi shook his head. "Lanse will handle everything. Besides, they might not necessarily know it was us who did it."

Might not...

Know?

Mo Lisi felt it was unlikely they knew. The entire operation plan was very tight; no shots were fired, no one was alerted, and then they brought the car and the people out.

But in reality, this wasn't flawless in the true sense. They had left behind some flaws, for example, the hospital...

Chasing north for half a day, they couldn't see anyone, let alone a car. And in the middle of the night, even if they really bumped into it, if the car was parked on the side of the road without lights, they would miss it.

Sam directly ordered the motorcade to return to the city. On the way back, the atmosphere in the carriage was very stifling.

Bu Ke didn't even dare to breathe loudly, but whatever he feared, that was exactly what happened. Sam kicked him with his foot. "What do you think is going on with this matter?"

Bu Ke's brain couldn't turn at all. He had actually thought of many possibilities on the road, for example, that Sam's rivals had chased them, or that others were doing the same thing, or that it was possible Sam's own men had just run off.

But these obviously had no possibility of happening. He didn't know what the situation was either, but at this moment, he definitely had to say something, otherwise, who knows how this pervert would torture him.

Just at this critical moment, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he almost blurted out, "It couldn't be that they came for Lisa..."

Sam's eyes lit up, and he said to the driver, "Which hospital are our people at?"

"An'enbi Hospital."

"Go to the hospital now."

The motorcade quickly changed direction, passed through the city center, and arrived at An'enbi Hospital on the edge of the Imperial District. Soon, they received news from the security guards.

Last night, a group of people came and took two people away. One of them had just finished surgery for a gunshot wound.

According to some people's descriptions, an image of someone wearing a hat, a black trench coat, and a red armband appeared in their minds!

Sam grabbed the cup on the table and smashed it hard against the ground!

The sound of the teacup shattering startled everyone. Everyone in the hospital lobby stared at him blankly!

"Lanse!" This word was squeezed out hard from between his teeth!

Although Sam was already furious—everyone is a dog, why do you have to bite me?

But he still maintained some rationality. He called the Mayor again. "What is it again?"

The Mayor's voice was also somewhat displeased. Pacifying Mr. Hou wasn't something that could be done just by talking; he also had to pay some price, for example, maintaining consistency on certain political opinions.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Mr. Hou to simply treat this matter as if it hadn't happened. Although it was impossible for him to make any excessive demands, as the person actually being threatened, the Mayor was very unhappy.

Originally, he had wanted to use these means to threaten these people, but now, in turn, he had become the "loser." How could he be happy?

Sam could hear the dissatisfaction in his voice. Gone was the anger from just a moment ago; he said cautiously, "We've investigated roughly, and it's highly likely that it was done by people from the Lanse family."

He didn't say it was certain, but rather "highly likely." As for what the Mayor thought, that was his business.

The Mayor pondered for a moment. "The reason?"

Sam recounted the matter. In reality, he was in the wrong here.

He had kidnapped the person without notifying Lanse and had even shot and wounded a member of the Lanse family. They had the possibility of retaliating.

After hearing this, the Mayor had an even worse headache. "Why didn't you negotiate with him?"

Sam also felt aggrieved. "Lanse went abroad; I couldn't contact him. Besides, the order from Mr. Hou was very urgent; I only had a few hours to prepare. My original thought was to wait until Lanse returned to talk to him about this, but who knew they would actually retaliate directly."

After hearing this, the Mayor gave a light hum. "Sam, New Jincheng is not Paradise City. Paradise City is full of gangs and chaotic, but in New Jincheng, there are rules here."

"You contact their little leader or whatever, ask when Lanse is coming back, and by the way, have them hand the person over to you."

"This time, don't cause me any more trouble, understand?" ===== CHAPTER 170 =====