Chapter 569

Before Lanse traveled to this world, he got along quite well with a friend in the place where he finally attained enlightenment.

The other party also had many troubles and cases, and the most fatal thing was that the prosecution had obtained his notebook.

At that time, Lanse was very curious, and the curious point was the point that almost everyone would be curious about—

Since you know that what you are doing is a crime, why do you still record it and leave fatal evidence for yourself?

Many people have such thoughts, and Lanse has had them too.

That person told him very calmly, because "there was too much."

Too much refers to the fact that the circle expanded by crime is too large, there are too many people, and there are too many things.

You really can't remember if you don't record it!

In the morning, someone introduced by someone sent something over. You might be seeing this person for the first time, and this is also the last time you see this person.

Relying purely on memory?

I'm afraid that won't work, because maybe in a while, another similar situation will come, so there must be a notebook.

How much money was received, introduced by whom, arranged by whom, and sent by whom, and what things need to be done for them.

A good head is not as good as a rotten pen. As long as one of these things is missed, it may trigger unpredictable big trouble.

Just like what was said before, you think those big shots are very clean and don't accept your gifts, not because they are really clean, but just because you don't have this qualification.

Then in other words, those who can make him open the door with a smile and welcome people in, and accept the things, already have the qualification to be "face-to-face" with him.

If you accept these people's things but miss their business, they will most likely not look for you again, but will stare at you in the dark.

Those who are the first to be unlucky are often those who took the money but didn't do the work, so this money is not easy to take; you have to remember who sent how much money for what reason, only in this way will there be no trouble.

In this field, credibility is very important.

The criminal content of the Keda family does not involve duty-related crimes, but they have other criminal items.

How to sell smuggled alcohol, how they take commissions from those underground casinos without licenses, and perhaps there are also a few cases where people who didn't listen were silenced.

These things, plus Shi Dong himself, formed the "most stubborn" accusation.

Lanse walked to Shi Dong's side and reached out to press on his shoulder. "You haven't let anyone down."

"You have already died twice for them; that's enough."

"Next, you should live for yourself!"

He paused, then had people withdraw, including himself, leaving only Shi Dong in the room.

Lanse stood outside the door and instructed, "Give him the best food and everything; if he wants women, give them to him too."

"Try to satisfy his needs, except for freedom and leaving."

As the footsteps faded away, Shi Dong sat in the chair, holding his head. He hated his own cowardice.

But Lanse's words, from another aspect, reduced his inner guilt.

The room was actually not big, but for some reason, it gave him a very empty feeling, making him very uneasy.

He didn't know what the future would be like; he just wanted to stay quietly now, even if it was just one person.

The entire city was quiet for two days. Many people thought these two days were just the last tranquility before the coming storm, but what people didn't expect was that the Keen family, which was fighting Lanse to the death, was transferring assets outward.

They were preparing for the big decisive battle, for example, leaving a portion of their strength as a way out in case they lost the war, so they would still have a chance to turn things around.

Or were they preparing to run away?

People didn't know, so many people were asking each other where this matter was heading.

Not only the underclass cared, the gangs cared, the capitalists cared, but the politicians also cared very much.

Lanse was invited to the Williams family's manor again.

The weather in early May was getting better and better, and people had taken off their heavy outer garments; this was one of the seasons and temperatures that federal people liked the most.

There was enough sunshine and sunlight, and it wouldn't be hot enough to make them doubt life, which was very good.

Councilor Williams had also changed into light clothes. This time they were on a golf course in the manor.

"The doctor said it's best for me to maintain a certain amount of exercise every day." He was dressed in a complete set of golf gear. He squinted slightly, looking at the green more than a hundred meters away, then reached out to lick his finger and placed it flat directly in front of his line of sight.

He was measuring the wind speed and direction. The younger generation had gradually lost many life skills, but for these elderly people, they would remember them for a lifetime.

He stood behind the hitting position, spread his legs, took another look at the green, and then swung the golf club in a full circle. With a "ding," the golf ball flew out instantly.

At the moment he hit the ball, he didn't look like an old man at all.

The caddy immediately brought binoculars. Councilor Williams looked at the golf ball jumping onto the green through the binoculars, and he made a satisfied gesture. "Not bad!"

Then he stood to the side, waiting for Lanse to hit the ball.

Looking at the long fairway, Lanse stood on the expensive turf; this was the happiness that poor people couldn't imagine.

Having a golf course in one's own "backyard," as long as the weather was good enough and the people living here were willing to come, they could take a few swings anytime, anywhere.

The fairway had two greens, just enough to play a round trip, and they might adjust the position of the green and the shape of the fairway at any time—

For rich people, as long as they want to do it, there will be professionals coming to help them complete it.

And doing these things is actually not difficult; it just requires changing the turf and then letting it sit for a period of time.

Although this is very laborious and expensive, for Councilor Williams and his family, these expenses would not be taken into their eyes at all.

After Lanse adjusted his position, he swung the club with force. When the power of the club was fully transmitted to the golf ball and it flew out with a "xiu" sound, Councilor Williams applauded from the side, along with James and Arthur.

"A beautiful shot. Have you practiced?"

Lanse shook his head. "Although I haven't practiced, I know how to play it. Just send it to the place closest to the hole, and then let it roll in."

Such a simple and straightforward description naturally couldn't pick out any faults. Councilor Williams nodded and said, "You see things more clearly than others."

The two walked toward the green, chatting as they walked.

"What's going on with Fei Jiaer?"

"I heard he is transferring assets outward. Does he have any plans we don't know about?"

Councilor Williams used this way to both ask a question and provide a reminder, although it was unlikely Lanse didn't know about this, but what if?

So he gave a reminder, while also wanting to know what exactly had happened.

Lanse did not hide the truth from him. "The Keen family is about to withdraw from New Jincheng."

Councilor Williams's footsteps paused, and he stood where he was. His face was full of an unbelievable smile, and Lanse also stopped after taking two steps, turning to look at him. "Strange?"

Councilor Williams didn't say anything. He stood there thinking for a while, and after about a few minutes, he let out a heavy breath. "You make me feel shocked, Lanse!"

"What method did you use to persuade him?" He caught up with Lanse, and the two continued to walk forward.

Actually, he already knew what method Lanse used, but he still wanted to know the standard answer.

"Police."

"They are a gang, with a large amount of criminal records and evidence. As long as you patiently collect them, you can definitely collect a lot."

"And they actually know it themselves. Even if I can't find them, it doesn't matter if I just fabricate some."

"If you tell the teacher that the student who always gets an A+ in the class cheated on the last exam, the teacher will think you are just making a prank because you are jealous of him."

"But if you tell the teacher that the student who doesn't have good grades in the class occasionally got an A+ by cheating, then the teacher will definitely seriously investigate this matter."

"Gangs, in anyone's eyes, are not clean."

"Even if I fabricated some, I can make people believe that this is the truth."

Councilor Williams nodded in praise. "The method is not brilliant, but it is very smart!"

"We all thought you would continue to fight them, but what we didn't expect was that you had already solved them. How did you... do it? 'The method found outside of using violent means?'"

Lanse laughed and said, "Because Bandi sent me a big gift: Shi Dong."

"Shi Dong is in your hands?"

This news hadn't spread yet. Since Lanse said it, he wouldn't deny it. "He was caught by me, and he is also willing to cooperate with me."

Councilor Williams, even though he was already very surprised, having eaten many surprises in a row, still couldn't help but be surprised at this moment.

"You have created one impossible miracle after another. Can you tell me how you did it?"

James was also curious about how Lanse persuaded Shi Dong to cooperate with him. Shi Dong's impression had always been very... hard.

He represented a "hardcore gang" image, speaking with weapons, fists, knives, and bullets, solving problems that could be solved through execution without needing to use his mouth.

Many people said he was a very fierce and vicious figure, and some even thought he was the "fiercest wolf in New Jincheng."

But it was such a person who actually "defected," which made Councilor Williams and James feel incredible.

Lanse casually told them the method of how he persuaded Shi Dong, which surprised the two again!

James couldn't help it anymore and took the initiative to ask, "What if you hadn't been able to save him?"

No mistake, no omission, read it all at once!

Lanse spread his hands. "God took him away; that's not my problem."

"The Keda family is not just those two pairs of brothers, two pairs of fathers and sons; there are others."

"He has faith, he is noble, he is not afraid of death, but there is always someone who is afraid."

"What we need is to find a fulcrum from the barrier of the Keda family that allows us to pry it open. As for whether this fulcrum is big or small, it actually doesn't matter that much; as long as there is one, it's fine."

Councilor Williams thought for a while. "We have a small gathering on the weekend night. Remember to come then."

Lanse nodded. "I will keep an eye on the time."

The two walked to the green, and with a few simple putts, the ball went into the hole.

It must be said that under the warm sunshine, enjoying the breeze of late spring and early summer, while feeling the beauty of nature, walking while swinging the club is indeed a kind of enjoyment.

After playing two holes, they went back. Exercise is a need for the elderly, but it shouldn't be too much.

After Councilor Williams knew what he wanted, he let James and Arthur send Lanse away.

Originally, he didn't intend to invite Lanse to the small gathering on the weekend night, because the people at the gathering were basically those from the Bay Area.

They didn't know Lanse directly in the first place, and secondly, there might be some small conflicts between them and Lanse.

For them, one of the inducements to lean towards Councilor Williams was that Charlie was finished.

Once Charlie was finished, many things would have to change. They might not have noticed any problems when Charlie was alive, thinking that New Jincheng should have been like this.

But after Charlie died and many problems were exposed, they realized that losing Charlie was like a wolf losing its sharp claws and teeth.

Unable to command the police station, they had too many things to deal with, and many things had to change because of this.

So they could only make a response, for example, relying on Councilor Williams.

There were also some people, a large part of people, who believed that as long as they continued to stick together, neither Lanse nor Councilor Williams could do anything to the Bay Area.

Those at this gathering were those who stuck together and actively responded to changes.

Lanse had no contact with them, but it didn't prevent them from having a simple contact now.

His status in Councilor Williams's mind was constantly rising. As a qualified politician, Councilor Williams knew very well that when Lanse's shortcomings were not enough to be used by others as a "fulcrum" to attack Senator Cleveland.

And when Lanse's own value was significantly higher than others, he would be used by Senator Cleveland.

He was going to be lucky.

On the other side, Fleming also learned that his good brother had fallen into Lanse's hands. He immediately found his father and asked him why he didn't save Shi Dong.

"It's not that I don't want to do it, it's that I can't do it," Bandi said honestly. "The condition required is for us to leave New Jincheng forever."

"Fleming, if this were just a small industry, if our staying or leaving only affected ourselves, then I would definitely trade everything to get Shi Dong back."

"But what Lanse wants is our license, and to let us leave. After leaving here, we will have nothing!"

Countless people outside were staring at the Keda family's assets. If they really gave up these, those who wanted their wealth, those who were in a hurry to silence them, would all come to the door.

"I am sorry for making such a decision, but I can assure you that this is the final choice."

Fleming sat dazed for a while.

His relationship with Shi Dong was the best in the entire family. Shi Dong had taken good care of him since he was a child, and Bandi and Gao Li were also brothers, so their relationship was even closer.

They were each other's most trusted people, and Shi Dong had indeed made some sacrifices.

Now that he was dead, Fleming found it hard to accept this result.

"Are we just going to do nothing like this?"

Bandi shook his head. "It's not that we haven't done anything. We are accumulating strength, and I am also putting pressure on Manton; there will be good news coming."

Although Fleming was skeptical about this, he nodded and said nothing.

Then he hesitated. "I heard... Fei Jiaer intends to leave New Jincheng, taking all of them with him."

Bandi was stunned for a moment, and he shook his head instinctively. "This is impossible!"

The name of the five big families is only useful in New Jincheng. If it rises to the level of the federal five big families or ten big families, they are not enough to look at.

Those top-level criminal groups in the federation almost all have senators behind them, and more than one senator is involved.

For example, the assassination case that shocked the world had the shadows of Congress and these gangs behind it.

In a sense, they are no longer completely gangs; they are symbols of the high combination of gangs, politics, and capital.

Usually, they are ordinary gangs, each controlling a large piece of territory.

When there is a demand, they turn into ruthless killing machines in the hands of the big shots, whether it is killing innocent people who try to shake the status of senators or the people behind them, or the president who stands on the podium and shouts for freedom, they can all be their targets.

The outside world is very cruel. The Keda family didn't continue to expand outward through the gang method because they knew very well that they might not be able to expand, and they might even be wiped out by some top gang.

Instead, it was more refreshing to master huge profits and be a person above others in New Jincheng.

He could understand the truth, and Fei Jiaer should also understand it, but why did he still want to do this?

"Who did you hear that from?" Bandi asked. He opened the cigarette case and took out a cigarette. Recently, his smoking volume had clearly increased a lot.

The crisp sound of the lighter made him feel a little refreshed, and then he tilted his head and took two puffs, looking at Fleming.

"A friend told me that; he has some contact with the Keen family."

Bandi was silent for a while, his face ugly as he picked up the phone. If Keen was leaving, then only he and the Dita family would be left to face Lanse directly.

This time, a considerable part of their gunmen had been wiped out, and they were elites. Simply comparing combat power, they were no longer opponents.

Gunmen and real security guards were not the same thing. Gunmen could follow his orders and kill someone without mercy.

And security guards, if you ask them to kill someone, they will only call the police.

The call was quickly connected, and Bandi's voice sounded sharp. "I heard you intend to leave New Jincheng?"

"Why didn't I know about this?"

"Is there something wrong with your brain?"

He had too many confusions and questions and didn't give Fei Jiaer a chance to speak at all.

(End of chapter)