Chapter 445: 447. Chapter 441: News and Dogs

447. Chapter 441: News and Dogs

The Federation people in the Republic of Dantela are facing the situation that the Imperial immigrants in the Federation faced at this time last year, and it is even worse.

Politics, race, country, stance, camp, all these make the people of the Republic of Dantela particularly hateful of the Federation merchants who "aid the enemy"!

Their Prime Minister waved his fist on the podium and told people that the copper and gunpowder sold by the Federation people to the enemy had become bullets fired at them.

The steel sold to them became warships and artillery.

Even the grain sold to them became the rations of the damn invaders!

Under his propaganda, it was as if the Federation people were pushing the war behind the scenes!

This is a very dangerous tendency. Once some terrible things happen under the promotion of some people, the situation will soon deteriorate and implicate more Federation people.

He is writing these news, reminding people to pay attention to this aspect of things. He even suspects that perhaps this is just the Republic of Dantela doing preliminary paving for some of their subsequent terrible actions!

But he couldn't do anything, except writing articles.

Lanse's phone call at this time slightly interrupted his train of thought for writing articles. When writing things, what people are most afraid of is interrupting their train of thought.

This is not like masturbating, stop for a while, retrieve other information, and then continue.

Stopping at this time might make the subsequent train of thought completely chaotic.

However, the big news in Lanse's mouth also made him a little interested.

George and Lanse met last year. At first, he just felt that Lanse was a young man with a "feeling." He started a business at a young age and developed a very interesting business model.

Matching Federation people who are unwilling to work with illegal immigrants who need work cards, while satisfying the needs of two groups, he also made a large sum of money for himself.

For George, being able to earn one or two thousand dollars a month is definitely an amazing income!

But with some rumors about Lanse gradually spreading in Jincheng, he also realized that this young man is not just an entrepreneur with ideas, but also a gang leader.

But saying so seems a bit wrong, because the Lanse family and those other gangs are not the same thing.

People don't fear him, nor do they hate him; instead, they are willing to talk about him.

George had done special reports on gangs before. After all, the five major families in Jincheng are famous throughout the Federation.

When people talk about gangs, talk about the five major families, most of them are negative comments.

They are unwilling to actively talk about things related to gangs, avoid these, but can show their dislike for gangs.

This point was not reflected in the Lanse family.

In the Imperial District, if you find a place where people gather and ask about their views on the Lanse family, everyone will become very willing to talk.

They can find many topics they are willing to communicate with you, and they are not gnashing their teeth, but smiling.

When talking about the Mayor, officials, and police, they have not shown such willingness to talk.

And basically, what people talk about are good, positive things, and there is nothing negative.

So George has a good view of Lanse.

"What big news?" He locked the typewriter keyboard so that he wouldn't accidentally touch it.

The Federation has been using typewriters for a long time. Almost all reporters can skillfully use typewriters, and now there are some specialized typists, mainly women.

He rubbed his wrists and took a sip of the coffee that had already cooled down.

Lanse's voice came from the receiver. "I think we'd better talk face-to-face."

This made George's interest even higher. He hesitated for a while. "We have half an hour to talk about this."

"Enough, I'll come to pick you up!"

More than ten minutes later, three cars stopped in the parking lot of the "Today's Jincheng" newspaper office. George saw Lanse, opened the car door, and sat in.

"Do you need such a big battle just to go out now?"

He was referring to the motorcade of three cars waiting for him here. Lanse said helplessly, "If you have been assassinated more than once, you will definitely be more careful than me."

This sentence made George stunned for a moment. He really didn't know about this. "It seems that you have had a wonderful time during this period. If you have the opportunity, you can tell me about this. I am more interested in these."

He then added, "And the recent changes in the situation in Jincheng. I heard that the five major families have become four major families."

The motorcade slowly drove away from the parking lot. These news, which belong to "rumors" for ordinary people, are just his life for Lanse.

"The Casia family angered the public, so they ended, that's all."

The motorcade merged into the traffic. There was no destination. In fact, it was just circling around a piece of land.

Lanse gave George a cigarette. He was thinking about where to start. George didn't disturb him and took out a notebook.

"Do you know the Red High Heels Club?" Lanse looked at him.

George nodded. "I know, it's very famous. I heard they provide pornographic services for some rich people."

Lanse showed a very meaningful smile. This smile made George realize that it might not be as simple as pornographic services.

As a news person, he immediately became sensitive. "The thing you want to say is related to Red High Heels?"

"No!" Lanse shook his head. "It has nothing to do with it, but this is a link in its entire industrial chain, and even Red High Heels is just a link in the industrial chain."

"There is a brokerage company called Dream Crystal. They will sign some girls as contract models, take photos for them, and provide performance opportunities. Do you know?"

George thought for a while and shook his head. "It sounds familiar, but I really don't know it."

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"In fact, they are a model company on the surface, but in reality, they are engaged in the population business."

George, who was still sitting a bit loosely, sat up straight all of a sudden. He held the cigarette in his mouth and began to record these elements in his notebook. "And then?"

"Where should I start?"

"Why not start with the story of a photo!"

The motorcade turned around many times on the street. Lanse decided to expose this matter.

Actually, he wasn't worried that someone would find trouble with him, because the General Manager of Dream Crystal would very likely be finished by the time the police found him.

Losing such a character, even if Dream Crystal could reopen, they wouldn't be able to do the business they did before.

Might as well sacrifice it to increase people's vigilance.

Perhaps with such a reminder, it could make the victims slightly fewer.

Lanse actually didn't have so many, such great ideals; he was just a very ordinary person.

But when he encountered things he couldn't look at, he would come out and step on it.

This is not some chivalry, nor is it a sense of justice; it is purely that he feels uncomfortable in his heart if he doesn't do something when he sees these things!

People have to live a transparent life, especially when he has the ability.

Listening to Lanse talk about this black industry in the underground world, and it was just a link in many industrial chains, George felt cold all over, trembling slightly!

"Why... suddenly thought of telling me this?"

He lit another cigarette, his own cigarette, looking at the shocking elements in the notebook, he felt very suffocated.

The Federation government publicly announces that there are about 70,000 to 80,000 missing adolescent cases every year, which does not include those missing cases of illegal adolescent immigrants.

From the perspective of the Federation's laws, they are not yet Federation people, and they are not even considered people, so they will not be included in the statistics.

If these are calculated, there might be 130,000 to 140,000 missing adolescents.

This is already a very shocking number. If there is human trafficking involved behind these missing cases, this is simply... chilling!

In fact, as a major country that has long existed with slavery, the Federation's acceptance of human trafficking is quite high.

It's nothing more than the fact that human trafficking was legal before, and now human trafficking is illegal. There were slave-catching teams before, and now slave-catching teams have become a bit more hidden.

It's just that Federation people have always felt that they are civilized people and their country is a civilized country. Suddenly Lanse said such things, and he couldn't accept it a bit.

More than 100,000 missing adolescents, did they really go missing, or were they bought and sold?

No one knows!

He looked at Lanse. He felt that there must be other reasons behind this matter.

Lanse didn't hide this matter either. "Someone became a victim, and her family found me here."

George became a little nervous. He opened his mouth, not knowing whether he should ask.

In fact, as a reporter, he can come into contact with more dark things than ordinary people. He knows that if a young girl is traded as a commodity.

Then her end will definitely not be very wonderful!

"She came back alive, just suffered some injuries."

"This black curtain has existed for a long time. Do you have the courage to uncover it?"

"But I need to remind you of one point: you can only report news related to Dream Crystal. Anything else, you cannot report at all."

"I hope these news can reduce some potential victims."

George took two puffs of the cigarette. Lanse ordered this, and he could already guess that the buyers might not be ordinary people.

He also knows very well how undemocratic and unfree this democratic and free Federation is. As long as it involves the privileged class and capitalists, it must be cautious and cautious.

Including the "Today's Jincheng" he works for, they are all a link in capital!

He nodded. "I know."

It's just that it can be heard that his tone is a bit unwilling.

"Some information, I will let people give it to you later. Perhaps you can win a Gold Newspaper Award this year."

Last year it was a bit short, but this year, there is hope.

On one hand, it is news about foreign countries, and on the other hand, it is news about the country. George chose Lanse's news in the weighing.

"I will organize it after the information comes."

Lanse nodded and said, "There might be some extra pressure, and there might be people looking for your trouble, or threatening you. When you need help, call me!"

Soon the motorcade returned to the parking lot of the newspaper office. George got out of the car. He looked at the departing motorcade, a bit lost.

After standing for a while, he turned and returned to the office.

He looked at the typewriter on the table, but his mind was full of those adolescents with miserable fates. He decided to withdraw the news about the crisis breaking out in the Republic of Dantela first.

Then he began to bury his head in organizing the elements already in the notebook.

He likes this profession because he hopes to show the truth to the people. The people have the right to know the truth. This is the most sacred place of the reporter's job!

On the other side, when Chali heard that the person following that car finally followed it to the Wanli Office, he drove to Mr. Bowen's villa.

"It's Lanse's people." Sitting on the sofa, he said this name. "Lanse White, the leader of the Lanse family. It is said that he currently controls hundreds of core gang members and thousands of peripheral members."

"Except for the five major families, he is the strongest gang in Jincheng, no one else."

In fact, the strength of the Lanse family is already stronger than several of the four major families. Of course, people are still habitually thinking that the five major families are the strongest, and there will be natural filters.

For example, they will think that the five major families (four) have reduced their strength due to the war, but they will soon recover.

Stereotypes and prejudices exist all the time, even here at Councilor Chali.

Mr. Bowen also learned about the Lanse family through several phone calls during this period. Some people showed disdain for them, thinking that they were still just small forces that could be wiped out at any time.

But some people also gave cautious evaluations, thinking that they were forces with value.

If this is the case, then a favor from Lanse is of some value.

He roughly understood who persuaded Councilor Wade to let him repay the favor. In this city, the only one who could do this for others' things was probably Councilor Williams.

"Let's leave it at that. Lanse should be an interesting young man. For young people, we old guys should be more tolerant."

He looks very deceptive on the outside: gentle, humble, polite, speaking very gently, his voice is not slow, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

But some of the things he did were not so glorious.

As the "Bay Area Hound," Chali had handled many things for them, including dirty work like "collecting bodies."

In Jincheng, there is a very special "decoration company." This company was registered by Chali's people. The main business scope is similar to ordinary decoration companies.

But this company has no business phone number, and the business address is also a back-street storefront that has been closed for a long time. It almost has no sense of existence.

However, when there is a demand, several former police officers will drive cars and bring some cleaning tools, paint, etc., to help these rich people clean the basement.

The flood of Angel Lake also had their contribution.

Chali smiled and nodded.

After a while, Mr. Bowen said, "There is a problem with Dream Crystal. Go and solve it."

Chali nodded. "I heard some reports about their illegal operations before. This situation should indeed be checked clearly, so as to give the people an explanation."

Mr. Bowen nodded with satisfaction. "Since someone has reported it, it should be checked early. This is your duty. Don't smear your police badge!"

Chali lowered his head humbly. "I understand, I will watch this matter personally."

Mr. Bowen also specifically pointed at him. "That General Manager is very dangerous..."

This means no living mouth. He is very dangerous, so shoot on the spot, which is very reasonable.

Seeing that there was nothing else, Chali took the initiative to propose the idea of saying goodbye.

He didn't know if there was any deal between Lanse and Mr. Bowen, or if there was any dirt. He didn't care about these; he only cared about his current work.

Sometimes he actually admired Lanse in his heart. Lanse and he were doing the same thing—climbing up as much as possible.

It's just that Lanse chose a very dangerous path. He faces dangerous choices all the time, and it is possible to lose his life.

Several critical moments were just because he was lucky and escaped a disaster. People with bad luck would have died already.

This path can straighten the waist, but it is not something everyone can walk.

And he chose to be a dog.

Although being a dog is... uncomfortable, this path is very stable.

Being a dog has the benefits of being a dog. Being a dog will have a small nest, no need to worry about wind and rain.

Being a dog has food given by the owner every day, no need for him to work hard to fill his stomach.

Being a dog doesn't need to face any competition. The only thing to do is to wag his tail at the owner and bark at the bad guys.

What's wrong with being a dog?

Why must you stand?

But in his heart, he still admired Lanse. Not everyone can do what he did.

Admiration is admiration, he cannot become Lanse, just as Lanse cannot become him.

After Hunter received the order from him, he immediately took action. He directly sealed the Dream Crystal company, all important documents were confiscated, and all staff were detained separately.

This time the Judicial Bureau didn't drag the judicial documents without approving them. As soon as the application call was made, the people from the Judicial Bureau drove the search warrant and arrest warrant to Hunter's hands.

Then they went to the General Manager's villa, found some bodies inside, including the General Manager.

He was in the basement, and he was already dead, even stiff!

In the last moment of death, his face was full of fear, and clear tear stains remained!

In the dim room, feeling the slow passing of life, even if he was seeking death in the end, he couldn't endure such fear!

The ticking sound brought by the flow of blood made him fall into huge panic, his heart kept beating wildly, and the panic and near-death feeling brought by it were torturing his nerves.

He began to feel cold, feel black, feel he didn't want to die!

But in the end, darkness swallowed him. In this dim basement, he died.

After Mr. Bowen, who received the news feedback, hung up the phone, he picked up a separate phone book and crossed out the number of a certain line.

Such numbers, in this phone book, there are more than a dozen... ===== CHAPTER 446 =====