Chapter 197: Out of Money (Monthly Ticket 6667)

"Lans...", Branch Director Chief Bulu was wearing plain clothes. After losing that layer of skin, he suddenly felt... he was a bit afraid.

Really afraid.

It is said that quite a few people died again tonight. He didn't even know how to explain it to the above!

Lans had some more smiles on his face. He walked to Branch Director Chief Bulu's side, put his arm around his shoulder, and came to the sofa with him to sit down.

"People are all watching the bombing case. No one will care about this gang shootout, so you don't have to worry at all."

"And look, we solved this very quickly this time, and there won't be any sequelae."

Branch Director Chief Bulu instinctively wanted to refute, to re-establish his authority through refutation, but when he turned to look at Lans and met the other party's eyes, he suddenly felt that Lans's words made sense.

Just as Lans was about to say something else, the phone on the table suddenly rang. He walked to the table and picked up the receiver, immediately pulling it far away.

"Lans, you are playing with fire!", Bill's angry roar came from the receiver. "You destroyed the peace between us. You are detonating a war."

Lans didn't seem to be affected by these words of his, asking in a normal voice, "Then, do you want to start a war with us?"

One sentence made Bill speechless.

Perhaps to regain some face, Bill lowered his voice slightly. "If this is what you hope, we can start a war!"

Lans wasn't threatened. "Are you sure?"

Bill was silent again. Lans didn't wait for him to say anything, directly saying, "Just lost some bars, Bill. I didn't touch your warehouse, nor did I touch your girls."

"As long as you have these things, you can soon own ten bars, one hundred bars, one thousand bars!"

"As for the manpower you lost?"

"I know your rule in the Red Dog Gang isn't that strong. I also heard that some cadres will directly refute your opinion at the meeting."

"They don't respect you, Bill. You are the Boss, not them!"

"Look, is the situation better now? Are those people who like to refute you already in the past? Has your authority been improved?"

"Turning 'your Red Dog Gang' into 'your Red Dog Gang', actually you earned it, Bill!"

Bill almost laughed out loud from anger. "Then do I have to fucking say thank you to you?"

"No need to be so polite, but if you really want to thank me, you can say it."

"You are really fucking shameless!", Bill didn't quite know what to do.

But it must be said that these words Lans said indeed made some sense.

Because he often showed that kind of indecisiveness, so sometimes his senior cadres would help him, this Boss, make some decisions.

Just like what happened tonight, his original intention was to solve it with Lans in a friendly and peaceful way, but some people felt they should be tougher and let Lans know they weren't easy to provoke.

Under the requirements and unity of these people, he, this Boss, could only choose their decision in the end.

Before, he wouldn't feel anything, but now that Lans said it like this, he felt... it was indeed not wrong.

Have alcohol, have girls, those lost things can soon be found back in the port area.

And the income in the port area is more than in the Empire District, and it is also more prosperous here. Before, he didn't dare to expand because the Brotherhood Gang wasn't that easy to provoke, but now they have big trouble, and the Red Dog Gang has some opportunities.

Just when Bill was thinking about these things, Lans continued, "I will unify the Empire District sooner or later. Even if it's not now, it's some day in the future. We will face such a situation sooner or later."

"A little later, a little earlier, I don't feel there is any difference."

"If you feel that you must have us start a war to prove your courage, you can try it."

"But my suggestion is, think about if the Brotherhood Gang is uprooted, how you should take over the territory they left behind, and whether someone will come to snatch the territory they left behind..."

"Okay, I've said enough here, let's leave it at that."

"If you want to start a war, come; if you don't want to start a war, think about yourselves!"

He said this and hung up the phone, turning to look at Branch Director Chief Bulu. "A piece of trash!"

Branch Director Chief Bulu suddenly didn't know whether this sentence was talking about Bill or him, but fortunately, Lans soon told him the correct answer. "Don't think wildly; I'm talking about Bill."

He walked back to Branch Director Chief Bulu's side and sat down. "After we unify the Empire District, the public security here will only be better. You should be happy."

Branch Director Chief Bulu couldn't laugh at all. He looked a bit worried. "I don't know how people will talk about this tomorrow."

Lans seemed very indifferent. "No corpses, no victims, what trouble can there be?"

"Compared to these, what I want to know more is what your decision is?"

Branch Director Chief Bulu didn't react for a moment. "What decision?", but soon he remembered. "You mean things like the party?"

Lans nodded. "Sometimes I even suspect whether this bombing case was done by themselves."

Branch Director Chief Bulu's expression was a bit strange. "How can someone bomb themselves?"

Lans handed him a cigarette. "Think about it. Now the Hazardous Materials Administration has become the victim. The state government and Congress will pay more attention to the situation here. In order to protect the authority of Congress on the issue of prohibition, they will definitely get more policy support and resource inclination."

"Tobacco, alcohol, hazardous materials, these things are almost related to all crimes. By then, they can intervene in everything, and they are stronger and faster than the police system."

"By that time, your situation will be very awkward."

"They have a judicial office inside that can issue legal documents for them. What about you?"

"Even a search warrant might have to be applied for for several days. By then, how will the citizens look at you, how will the rich people in the Bay Area look at you?"

"You must unite!"

"My meaning isn't to let the police stand against them, confront them, but we at least have to express a message: this is our own New Jincheng, not theirs!"

Lans patted his back and stood up. "I have some local specialties sent from the countryside here. Take a box when you leave."

He took a paper bag from the drawer and placed it on the coffee table. "I have something else to do, go out for a trip first...", he changed his clothes and put on his hat. "You can leave at any time."

Saying this, Lans left, leaving him alone.

Branch Director Chief Bulu curiously opened the paper bag. Inside was a wooden box that looked very exquisite. Curiosity made him start to speculate what was inside.

Money, or something else?

When he opened it, a small gold bar was lying quietly in the soft red cloth. He immediately covered the box.

100 grams.

Gold.

The next day, the news mainly reported the bombing case that happened in the Hazardous Materials Administration, and there was no detailed report on the fierce gang crossfire that happened in the Empire District at night.

Only in the corner of the last page of the current affairs category, there was a small report saying that a brief riot occurred, but it soon returned to calm.

The reporter questioned here whether the public security in the Empire District was as good as people said, and whether there were some situations that couldn't be seen clearly or seen.

But that was as far as it went, and there was no deeper investigation.

At the press conference of the Hazardous Materials Administration in the morning, Director Dai Er stated that he would definitely investigate the murderer and find out the person who installed the bomb and the mastermind behind the scenes, even if he paid a heavier price.

At the press conference, a reporter raised a question. The content of the question was "Do you think this bombing case has a direct relationship with the smuggled alcohol worth 300,000 you publicly destroyed at the pier?"

Director Dai Er admitted in front of all the media that he didn't rule out such a possibility, and would treat this as the main direction of investigation.

This response, to a large extent, made the media and the public think that this matter was done by the Brotherhood Gang.

Because logically speaking, the only big case the Hazardous Materials Administration caught after its establishment was the Brotherhood Gang's smuggled alcohol. They had sufficient reason for retaliation, and the logic also made sense.

For the Federation's judicial system, motive is a very important link.

However, Lans believed that this matter definitely wasn't that simple. Big Poli was very likely to have been framed.

In the next few days, the Hazardous Materials Administration started to frantically sweep the Brotherhood Gang's territory and bars. They didn't know where they got precise intelligence, and one hidden bar after another was dug out.

Perhaps carrying anger in their hearts, this time when they sealed these bars, they directly used ruthless hands. Almost every time, they would shoot and kill the personnel involved in the crime in the bar.

Bartenders, thugs, as long as they didn't surrender at the first time, they would open fire.

According to gossip, they even shot and killed an innocent citizen, but whether it was true or not wasn't certain, because up to now, there was no further news.

And Lans had been observing.

Until this afternoon.

The door of the Empire Night office was pushed open with a bang. Ailike walked in from the outside. This time, there was no Lawyer Aosen beside him, only a few lackeys.

When Lans saw him, some smiles flashed on his face, soon restrained, and hidden very well.

"Kailu told me there wasn't much money in the account. What's going on?", he asked very impolitely as soon as he came in.

He had already found the convertible car he wanted, but the problem now was that he needed money!

Lans sat behind the table and answered unhurriedly. "Are you talking about the revenue of the nightclub?"

"Otherwise?", Ailike's voice was a bit loud, but the lackeys beside him were very honest.

These people had a wide range of social contact. They knew that Lans had just handled the entire Empire District.

Perhaps he would give the mayor face and not make things difficult for Ailike, but it wasn't certain he wouldn't make things difficult for them, so they all kept silent.

In this day and age, wanting to be a good lackey isn't an easy thing.

Lans put his ten fingers and thumbs together, resting on the table. "I can't see the business situation of the nightclub. Only Ms. Kailu can check the daily accounts."

"But if you say our profitability has declined, I don't think it's strange."

"Because our gambling tables have been removed. About half of the income here comes from those gambling tables..." ===== CHAPTER 198 =====