Chapter 226: 226. Chapter 224: Questioning, Encouragement, Some Trouble, and Barbecue

226. Chapter 224: Questioning, Encouragement, Some Trouble, and Barbecue

Hearing Lans's name from the receiver made the mayor slightly surprised, but immediately after, he was very annoyed.

"How can you be sure he did it?"

Director Dai Er looked at the car parked on the side of the road opposite, and said softly, "Because he is right here!"

Under Director Dai Er's gaze, Lawyer Luo Ben brought a group of people who had been bailed out to the car. He bent over slightly, his face full of fawning smiles, "Mr. Lans, I have already brought everyone out. If there is any need later, call me anytime, anywhere."

He liked clients like Lans very much—they had money, paid very readily, and most importantly, his "troubles" were constant.

Constant trouble meant that Lawyer Luo Ben could constantly get new work from Lans and get new rewards.

And the most important point was that every time Lans needed him to clear certain joints, it was actually equivalent to letting him continue to maintain his interpersonal relationships using Lans's money.

Of course, Lawyer Luo Ben's clients weren't just Lans alone; it was just that Lans's business volume had been higher recently, and the benefits he and his friends could get from it were naturally more.

"Thank you, Mr. Luo Ben, let's keep in touch."

Lawyer Luo Ben didn't have the airs of those elite lawyers at all. He bent over, stuck out his butt, and even stretched out his hand and placed it by his face to say goodbye to Lans, "Goodbye, Mr. Lans."

It wasn't without reason that mainstream lawyers looked down on him. At least he lowered the average image level of criminal lawyers in New Jincheng, and not just by a little bit.

But for Lawyer Luo Ben, things like face were simply impossible for him to care about. He was already working specifically for gangs. The only thing he cared about was how much money he could earn, not whether he had face.

After Lawyer Luo Ben drove away, others gathered around.

Several young people were supporting the bartender, who still couldn't stand up by himself even now.

Lans frowned, "What's wrong with him?"

The manager came over, "Mr. Lans, he was beaten up by that Lukaer. He still can't stand up and has a stomachache."

"Send him to the hospital. Don't care about the medical expenses. Make sure the doctor checks him thoroughly. If he's injured, remember to have them issue a diagnostic report."

"The company will pay for this money, and then after you go back, rest well for two days. I'll have Aierwen issue you an extra sum of money."

"Don't run around; there might be work at any time."

"I have noted down your encounters inside. I will get justice for you."

Lans looked at the weak bartender and let them wait here for a while longer, "I'll arrange for a car to come over later..."

After explaining these things, Lans's car left, and Director Dai Er's gaze also withdrew from the car body that had disappeared at the end of the road.

"He came over in person, as if making some kind of provocation toward us. I feel a bit tricky."

Director Dai Er's tone seemed to reveal a trace of weakness. He indeed wanted to climb higher, and even use the errand of the Hazardous Materials Bureau to climb back to the capital.

If he could climb back this time, then he would no longer be a small character, the kind that was dispensable; he would also become a big figure who couldn't be ignored.

He had originally thought this journey would be very easy, but what made him unable to imagine was that from the time the Hazardous Materials Bureau officially started performing its duties until now, there hadn't actually been a very long time, yet so many things had happened.

He could still remember the corpse hanging in mid-air in the morning, swaying in the sea breeze, and he could even feel a trace of unsettling stench in his nasal cavity.

He actually knew that it was just a hallucination in an uneasy mental state, but he couldn't ignore this hallucination.

People had already started dying—no, it should be said that the more intense counterattacks of these local forces had begun. He was very worried, worried about whether he could really return to that place, and also worried about his own safety.

He didn't know how many people would die. He started to doubt a bit, doubt whether it was really worth them doing this.

The mayor heard the trace of weakness hidden in his tone and immediately said in a very tough tone, "Dai Er, they are afraid!"

"Because they are afraid, they would hang a corpse to intimidate those who intend to report, because they are afraid!"

"There are so many bars in this city; they can't control everyone's thoughts. I believe our cause is correct, and the gentlemen in Congress and the President can also see our efforts."

"The more difficult the situation, the more beautiful our achievements, and the higher our value in the eyes of the big figures!"

"If you were stuffed into a place where no one drinks, your work would be easy, but do you think anyone would value you?"

"I know our start is a bit difficult now, and we have to face the whole city, but believe me, we will eventually be the winners!"

"And think about it, if you gave up and didn't resist, how much longer could you stay in this position?"

"Would they let such an important position be left to someone who doesn't resist?"

"Think about it carefully. I think we have hope of winning. Don't be knocked down by difficulties!"

Director Dai Er cheered up again after listening to a lot of his words, "Yes, what you said makes a lot of sense. I won't be knocked down by temporary difficulties."

"However, this matter also made me realize that the enemy we are facing is more difficult to deal with than I imagined."

The mayor breathed a sigh of relief, "So, this is the reason we are here. They want to see us handle this place, so we will show them!"

He originally wanted to say something else, but in the end, he didn't.

After this incident, the public obviously wouldn't trust the Hazardous Materials Bureau too much and didn't think they could protect the informant's personal information well.

So from the mayor's perspective, what Director Dai Er should do most now is to give the public an "explanation," find some stupid person, say this person is the leaker, and then dispose of them.

Only in this way could they regain their image in the hearts of the public.

But the Hazardous Materials Bureau was Director Dai Er's own territory, and it wasn't easy for the mayor to interfere with the other party's work. He could only hope that Director Dai Er could understand this point as soon as possible.

After hanging up the phone, he said to his personal secretary, "Have Bulinton take action as soon as possible. I'm already tired of hearing bad news about Lans, and that stupid Lans family of his!"

Saying this, he stood up and walked to the window, looking at the vibrant city outside, "The war has just begun!"

When Lans just returned to the office, Fudisi came over, "Baoluo invites you to eat together tonight. There's no one else; it's all our own people."

Lans considered it and didn't refuse.

Today he could be said to have stolen the limelight, and he directly chose a very clever position and time node. When the struggle between the locals and the mayor's faction was constantly escalating, his stance was like a clear position and banner.

Now the locals wouldn't care at all whether he was a local in the true sense. Sometimes everyone's "standard" for locals was set very low.

It didn't necessarily have to be a local by blood to be a local; a spiritual local could also count as a kind of local!

Without a doubt, Lans gave Director Dai Er a hard slap, and this slap was so hard that many people couldn't help but laugh the moment they saw the newspaper or heard the news.

The more ordinary Lans's reputation was, the greater the force of this slap. Mr. Pasiletuo also couldn't help but laugh after knowing it.

Now he alone contracted more than seventy percent of the mid-to-high-end alcohol sales market in New Jincheng, so the Hazardous Materials Bureau would also be his "enemy."

And everyone also had a consensus, and that was that Lans couldn't "fall."

The five family heads had already communicated. Actually, the context of the whole thing was very simple, from their perspective.

If Lans could always live well, the longer he existed and the better he lived, the wider the influence brought by killing the informant would be.

But on the contrary, if Lans and the Lans family fell quickly, no matter what the reason was, it would make people think this was the mayor's faction's revenge.

Some small gangs might become neutral because of this, especially those whose scale and power were not as good as the Lans family.

So Baoluo invited Lans to have dinner together this time. Besides being a stance, he also intended to chat with Lans about this matter and give him some funding.

Weapons, or something else, it depended on what Lans needed.

After agreeing to Baoluo's invitation, Fudisi left. Recently, their work had also been quite a lot, because Aierbeituo himself also had a bar, and the scale wasn't small.

Now the Hazardous Materials Bureau was chasing people everywhere like a mad dog, and they also had to take good care of that bar.

"How is Bolton today?", after solving some of the work in his hands, Lans asked Aierwen.

Aierwen answered immediately, "I heard he started working early in the morning, no different from the past. I've already had people keep an eye on him."

"After we left last night, he and his daughter Nanxi had a big argument, and then Nanxi took her luggage and moved out. She went to her boyfriend's place."

Lans raised his eyebrows, "A kind of protection."

Aierwen quite agreed with Lans's point of view, "I think so too."

Letting Nanxi break away from things related to gangs and Lans, and even letting her social circle stay away from gang life, this was the greatest protection for her.

It had to be said that his approach was very correct. If there were no intersecting lines, there wouldn't be any connection or conflict.

As for avenging Luo Bu?

Nanxi might have such thoughts, but she would never be able to implement them in her entire life because she didn't have this ability.

"Also, when you weren't here, Jielaer made a phone call. He is on his way back."

Jielaer was filming a movie in Xigu City, a connection found by Aierbeituo's side.

Now capital, including gangs, had started to take an interest in sound films. It just so happened that the film crew before had directly changed the silent film into a sound film and was already filming.

Jielaer's appearance conditions were very good. Originally, he was just a character without much plot, but now the director and screenwriter both thought he could get more plot and had become an important supporting role.

As one of the important satellite cities of New Jincheng, "Today's New Jincheng" would also be printed and sold in Xigu City.

Early in the morning, he saw the corpse of his cousin Luo Bu in the newspaper, so he immediately asked for leave and rushed back.

Aierwen glanced at his watch, "He should be able to come over before twelve o'clock."

Xigu City was only a little over a hundred kilometers away from New Jincheng, so people often said that the population loss of Xigu City had a direct relationship with New Jincheng.

The City Hall planned and started to implement the construction of a railway from New Jincheng to Xigu City. This was a railway that wouldn't connect to the entire railway network, specifically serving people traveling between the two cities.

The mayor of Xigu City strongly opposed it, but the state government thought this would help the interaction between the two cities. Under the promotion of the Socialist Party, the construction of this railway was approved, accelerating New Jincheng's "blood-sucking" speed of Xigu City.

However, to be completed, it would take at least one or two years.

Lans wasn't worried about Jielaer coming back. After all, compared to that cousin of his who was like a stranger, they were his "family" in the true sense.

A little past eleven-thirty, a car stopped outside the office, and Jielaer got out of the car.

After greeting some people he knew in front, he was taken to Lans's office by Aierwen.

After meeting, Lans hugged him. Jielaer had some perfume smell on him. During this period, federal men didn't have the habit of spraying perfume, which made him feel a bit awkward.

Once seated, Jielaer couldn't help but ask, "What happened to him? Is it like what the newspaper said?"

Lans nodded, his movements weren't fast, "Yes, he sold the news of our bar to the Hazardous Materials Bureau, and two of our bars were wiped out."

Jielaer immediately revealed some indignant expressions, "This damn guy, he really deserves it!"

He said this and became a bit nervous again, "This won't affect our relationship, will it?"

"I never understood the things he did, and I won't support him."

Lans nodded, "This is a matter between him and us, it has nothing to do with you."

He looked at Jielaer's appearance of wanting to speak but stopping, Lans leaned back, "We don't need to hide anything between us."

If it weren't for Lans's help, on the smuggling ship, Jielaer could have been in trouble!

He pursed his lips, "I have some things over there that might need your help."

Aierwen walked over and sat beside him, "We are brothers, you can tell us directly."

Jielaer said the reason he needed help.

Because he was very beautiful, he was very popular with the girls as well as the director and screenwriter in the film crew.

Of course, the director and screenwriter were looking at the fact that he had a background, but people were visual animals. A beautiful man wasn't just good-looking, but could also add some content to their movie.

For example, Jielaer, who should have been the fourth or fifth supporting role, now became the first supporting role.

They gave him a new identity—a flower-like young master of a wealthy family.

This not only made Jielaer steal some scenes that originally belonged to the first or second male supporting role, but also made the lead actor a bit unhappy with him.

He was too good-looking, which would make the lead actor look not so dazzling. This would make the audience feel that the heroine must be blind to be with the lead actor.

This was a movie about love.

So they used Jielaer's lack of experience in acting to often find trouble for him.

The director had talked to him privately that if he had a backer, it was best to bring the backer out as soon as possible, otherwise these people would only become more excessive.

Before, he felt... he wanted to achieve success through his own efforts, so that Lans and these little friends of his could have face.

But as those people threw some dead rats, cockroaches, and such into his room, or even into his water cup, he felt that this matter still needed Lans to come forward.

Listening to these things he said, Lans felt a bit funny, "You should have called to tell me earlier. Don't forget, what we do."

Aierwen also couldn't help but laugh loudly, "We don't intend to run for any federal good youth, but I'm a bit interested in these people. Didn't you tell them your relationship with us?"

Lans raised his hand, "We have a little fame in New Jincheng, maybe a little less in Xigu City, but it doesn't matter. They will know who we are very soon."

He considered it, "I have other things tonight. Tomorrow morning, we will go to Xigu City together. This way, after finishing, we can come back in the afternoon, without delaying time..."

All day long, the Hazardous Materials Bureau didn't seem to have come up with any response plan, which also made those who wanted to get benefits through reporting feel something was wrong.

If they didn't have any response measures, who would dare to risk being killed to sell out the location of those bars?

At least until they found the mole, these people wouldn't report.

In the evening, Lans drove to find Aierbeituo first, and then they went to the manor located in the Sumuli District together.

When they met, Mr. Pasiletuo was cooking barbecue himself.

"Every Sumuli man is proficient in barbecue!", Mr. Pasiletuo didn't care about the smoke and fire here at all. He also invited Lans to come over to barbecue together.

There were quite a few armed bodyguards standing around the entire lawn. On the buildings of the manor, Lans also saw some people carrying rifles like sentries.

It looked very heavily guarded here.

Lans and Aierbeituo put on aprons and came to the grill.

Different from the barbecue style of the federal people, Sumuli people liked "big." They either skewered a lot of meat together and put it on the grill, or they put a whole lamb leg or a large piece of beef on it.

Instead of cutting it into small pieces and grilling them individually.

Just looking at it, it felt very satisfying.

The three of them surrounded the grill, and Mr. Pasiletuo skillfully operated the fork in his hand to judge whether the barbecue was cooked.

His movements were very skillful, as if he often operated these things.

"Lans, you gave us all a surprise. Today, what everyone discussed the most was you."

"There are some things we are not very easy to do. You know, once we do it, it means the speed of things advancing will accelerate."

"But you do it, and there is absolutely no problem."

"At a critical moment, you made a critical decision. Everyone said they should give you something. I want to ask, what do you want?"

He turned around, looking at Lans, just like a wish-granting genie in a fairy tale, asking for Lans's wish. ===== CHAPTER 227 =====