Chapter 609

Who is this person?

A figure appeared directly in Director Dai Er's mind: Lans.

But soon he denied it himself because of Pang Da, who was standing outside.

Pang Da is a star agent in the Hazardous Materials Bureau, known for being the most "anti-Lans."

Among the various smuggling and liquor trafficking cases he has cracked, sixty or seventy percent of them came from the Lans family.

He has also frequently been subjected to various threats and warnings, but he has never stopped.

It is said that he was even shot at once, but luckily escaped.

In short, anyone could be conspiring with Lans, but Pang Da is the only one who couldn't. The number of Lans family gang members Pang Da personally sent to prison might be in the dozens.

If Lans threw some money to help him establish this "feeling," Director Dai Er believes it's possible.

But with so many people personally sent in by him, those people in the Lans family hate him to the bone; how could they have any connection with Pang Da?

If it's not Lans, then who could it be?

Many impressions appeared in his mind. Who is most likely to have contact with Pang Da while also needing to meet him secretly?

Why would he need to be secretive?

At this moment, a storm unprecedented was raging in Director Dai Er's mind!

When the storm swept everything away, it left behind an answer.

James...

Or rather, Congressman Williams!

This was Dai Er's judgment; he felt he was close to the truth.

Lans is expanding too fast and already shows signs of being out of control. He now has connections with the Department of Defense and has had deeper contact with Congress. Congressman Williams can no longer suppress him.

Once Congressman Williams takes office, who listens to whom will become a problem, potentially even sparking disputes and setting this pair against each other.

Thinking of this, Dai Er relaxed a little, while also thinking about his own future.

He also wants to advance; who doesn't want to advance?

Congressman Wei De wants to advance, so he moved his whole family away.

Congressman Williams wants to advance, so he actively stood up to "take responsibility" when the opportunity arose.

Even that honest man Pang Da, whom he favored at the door, also wants to advance.

So, as the head of an important law enforcement agency who has seen the scenery above the mountains, he also wants to advance.

But he couldn't just agree to kneel down so readily; things obtained too easily aren't cherished. Although it wasn't quite appropriate to use here, he still intended to ask.

"What if... I say no?"

The guy in the shadows opposite placed a... beautiful handgun, the brand of which he didn't know, on the table. Through the golden mirror surface, he had an illusion he couldn't even believe himself.

Is this a damn gold gun?

So extravagant?

That person laughed and said, "Then today is the day you become a federal hero. Every Hazardous Materials Bureau in the Federation will mourn for you and take you as an example, although they might not think so in their hearts."

"Your subordinate discovered an illegal transaction, and you, worried he wouldn't handle it well, arrived at the scene personally."

"As a result, your carelessness exposed you. You engaged in a fierce firefight with the criminals, and in the process, you were shot and killed."

"Pang Da will inherit your last wish, crack the entire case after a period of time, and destroy the entire smuggling crime syndicate. He will also become a hero."

"And he will also inherit your power, becoming the Director of the Jincheng Hazardous Materials Bureau—a young director."

Although Director Dai Er wouldn't choose this option, he couldn't help but tremble after hearing these words.

Fear was part of it, but anger was more prominent.

This guy in the shadows was talking about how to murder him to his face, then using him to make a point and push Pang Da to the top—this was too hateful!

He clenched his fists. "Sounds terrible."

The person opposite laughed twice. "For you, indeed."

What followed was a brief silence. Director Dai Er ultimately had to choose the only option, and at the same time, he became somewhat relieved and relaxed.

"What do you want me to do?"

"And what can I do?"

Lans in the shadows could feel his emotional change; there was an inexplicable relaxation, which left Lans a bit confused. Why did he suddenly relax?

However, he didn't care much, because Director Dai Er had already made his decision.

"I will arrange a big case for you. With this case, both you and Pang Da might be able to advance further."

"I don't know anyone at the State Prohibition Committee, but I believe you do. Find a way to smooth things over, and I can give you some assistance when necessary."

"Go pursue the advancement you want, and at the same time, give Pang Da the advancement he wants."

"What do you think?"

Director Dai Er was already very relaxed; he even took out a pack of cigarettes. "Sounds good. Want one?"

The shadow sitting opposite him shook his head. "No, thank you."

Director Dai Er lit one himself and took a hiss of a drag. "We are partners now."

The person nodded and said, "Yes, you could say that."

Director Dai Er asked, "Then why not let me know who you are? We are already partners; you can see me, but I can't see you."

He was already prepared, even intending to take the initiative to call out "Mr. Williams" if the other party was unwilling to reveal himself.

Whether it was Congressman Williams or James, calling them that was perfectly fine, very respectful and reverent.

However, before he could do so, the person opposite clapped his hands, and the large lights in the warehouse suddenly turned on.

He squinted slightly, looking at Lans sitting opposite him, and his brain went "buzz" for a moment, losing the ability to process information.

He had considered it might be Lans, but also thought Lans was the least likely. Yet, it really was Lans.

There were a few other people standing in the warehouse; they were all Lans's men, holding weapons.

If he had made any wrong move just now, he would have "died in the line of duty."

A drop of sweat trickled down his forehead, and his tone became tense again. "Why is it you!"

Lans was also a bit confused by Director Dai Er's constantly changing emotions, but he answered with a half-smile, "Why can't it be me?"

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The warehouse door at the entrance was opened, and Pang Da walked in from outside, standing behind Lans.

Director Dai Er's gaze shifted back and forth between the two. "You... how could you be in cahoots?"

"Fuck!"

"No wonder you always manage to catch his people!"

"But..." His brain was about to be fried!

Lans didn't mind explaining a bit. "Those brothers in prison, the longest they'll stay is three years, and the shortest is half a year or a year."

"For them, this is actually a kind of advanced training, a way to show loyalty to the family."

Dai Er listened as if it were a story, his voice becoming somewhat shrill. "You damn people use this to test those guys?"

Lans raised his hand and shook his finger. "No, not a test—it's training."

"I don't like the word 'test,' and I never test anyone. Every young man chosen will have improved after coming out, and some can even directly become captains."

"That's a university, Dai Er."

"Inside, they will learn how to deal with the police, how to deal with you, how to deal with gangs, and everything else."

"So... do you have any other questions?"

Dai Er stopped talking. The result exceeded his expectations, and he felt a bit uncomfortable.

Lans tilted his head and glanced at a young man standing to the side. The latter carried a briefcase to the table between the two and placed it on top.

"There's 100,000 in there. Take it to bribe those people at the State Prohibition Committee. I believe there will always be someone willing to take this money."

"Get on good terms with them, and then wait for the big case to come."

Things had developed to this point; although it exceeded Dai Er's expectations, it was within his range of tolerance.

He didn't refuse the money when he decided to seize this opportunity to advance.

It could even be said that at this moment, he was more calm and composed than before.

Because the role Lans could play was something Congressman Williams couldn't. At the very least, Lans could talk to Congress and even knew people in the Department of Defense!

He nodded and asked curiously, "The answer you mentioned—is it to manufacture a big case?"

Lans shook his head. "No, that's too much of a waste of money."

"The underground forces of Jincheng have been unified, and I don't want to waste any more money, so this time, our target is the smuggling syndicate."

"They smuggle large amounts of liquor into the Federation from Xiang Yalan and other places, seriously violating the Prohibition policy. For this kind of illegal behavior, we need to strike hard."

"Perhaps we can seize a smuggling ship or two and grab a small handle for the lords in Congress..."

Dai Er is no fool; his brain turned quickly. "You mean, Congress has ideas about Xiang Yalan."

Whether they have ideas or not, Lans doesn't know, but Xiang Yalan's environment is excellent. Those damn locals don't even need to farm; when hungry, they can just take a turn in the jungle and bring back plenty of food.

Wild fruits, wild animals, abundant produce, rich mineral resources, and other things.

Leaving such a rich land there without utilizing it is a crime. It just so happens this is a good excuse: an excuse to strike against liquor smuggling and send troops to Xiang Yalan.

Although Lans didn't answer, Dai Er continued to think along this line of reasoning. He vaguely felt that perhaps he really could use this opportunity to move up a bit.

Thinking of this, his dissatisfaction with Lans quickly vanished, replaced by the desire and impulse to climb up.

Seeing that he had entered his role, Lans stood up. "Let's leave it at that for now. Wait for my news."

He walked toward the outside. As he passed Director Dai Er, he paused slightly and placed his hand on his shoulder. "Do a good job; I have high hopes for you."

(End of Chapter)