Chapter 987
In addition to the people who went to trade with Christopher, Lansi also sent a batch of people over. They would watch Christopher, figure out some situations around him, and prepare for some subsequent actions.
These people would observe Christopher's daily routine to see if he had any specific habits.
According to some members of the Pasleto family, Christopher maintained some relatively special habits when he was in Golden Port City.
For example, he must drink first, and then smoke.
For another example, he would only go to his own bar to play on Wednesdays and Saturdays, and would go to other people's bars at other times.
This is a kind of habit that people themselves might not even care about. Some people like to arrange the things in front of them neatly, and some people don't like the things they put in fixed positions to be messed up by others; these are all habits.
As long as a person has habits, they will definitely leave some flaws in their behavior.
While Lansi's people were supervising Christopher, Christopher's people were also inquiring about the origin of this batch of merchants.
"Just because he felt that one of these people looked a bit familiar!", two Sumuli gang members complained while driving to the port. Beka is also by the sea, and is also a port city.
It's just that Beka's port resources are far inferior to Golden Port City, so basically, internal transport ships of the Federation dock here.
There are also some ocean shipping, but the quantity is not too many.
There are many ports along the coast of the West Coast. These ports can dock international cargo ships. They form independent "nodes," and the goods around them will be transported to these nodes.
If they want to be sent to Beka, which is further away, it is better to send them to Golden Port City, so there are not many ships docked at Beka's pier.
This time, what they want to investigate is the situation of one of the ships.
It is midsummer now, and the weather is abnormally hot. There is no air conditioning in the current cars.
On the contrary, part of the heat generated by the internal combustion engine will also spread to the cab.
In winter, this might not be a problem; not only will it not bring problems to the drivers and passengers in the car, but it can also keep the space warm.
But this is fucking summer!
The temperature of thirty-six or thirty-seven degrees outside the car has already made the federal people a bit unbearable, and then the heat radiation generated by the engine raised the problem of the car body by a few degrees. The two sat in the carriage for a while, and they were covered in sweat.
Even if they opened the windows and stepped on the accelerator to the end, the hot wind couldn't bring them a bit of comfort.
The two complained about Christopher's "meddlesomeness" while covered in sweat, but they still did it because Christopher is the "Boss" now.
After the two arrived at the pier and parked the car, they found the customs official here, a guy they knew.
The large amount of wine they transported from Sumuli would certainly not pass through customs blindly. They had already opened up all the customs checkpoints through various means. Now, as long as it is a container marked with their mark, it can be released directly without inspection.
So they are very familiar with the customs staff here; after all, every once in a while, they have to stuff money or something else to these people.
"I want to inquire about the situation of a ship.", the two pushed open the office of a customs official.
The customs official stood up immediately, "Fuck, what problem can't be said on the phone?"
"Have to come to my office?"
He said, walking to the door, poking his head out to look at both sides of the corridor, and after confirming that there was no one, he closed the door.
Although customs has been corroded by these people, it is impossible for everyone to be able to share a benefit from their hands.
Like those bottom-level officials, only a very small number of them can get benefits from the Sumuli gang, most of them are unaware, or know some things but don't know them specifically.
If they let them discover that Sumuli people entered his room swaggeringly, maybe some rumors that people shouldn't know would spread at some point.
The official's face was very ugly. After scolding two sentences, he didn't invite the two to sit down and talk, and let them stand there, "Why can't you call me first?"
Both of them sat on the sofa with an indifferent face. One of them even took the fruit in the fruit plate on the coffee table and gnawed it, not feeling embarrassed or inconvenient at all.
Another person said, "This time's matter needs us to come over; the Boss asked you to help us investigate the registration information of a ship."
Only customs knows these things. After these ships dock, they will check the registration information of these ships and the like.
The official widened his eyes, "Just this?"
"Fuck!"
He said, returning to behind his desk; with these gangs without culture and upbringing, they really have nothing to say.
He picked up the phone, dialed a string of numbers, and there was one last number left to dial. He looked up at the two, "What is the name of that ship?"
The guy who was gnawing fruit said with a mumbling voice, "Free Potato."
The official looked at him as if he were looking at a fool, "Are you fucking kidding me?"
The Sumuli person holding the fruit was a bit annoyed, "Fuck!"
"I'm not kidding you; that fucking ship is fucking called this name!"
The official dialed the last number with half-belief. Soon the phone was answered by staff in another office, and he asked directly, "This is the Seventh Office; I saw a ship called something 'Free Potato' at the pier?"
"What is the reason for this ship entering the port, and where is its place of registration?"
Now it is during the war, and Golden Port City has been raided, so the port is managed strictly.
Even if it is not during the war, the management is so strict. Not all ships that come to the outside of the Federation's port pier can enter the port directly.
They also need to apply for a berth, and at the same time indicate their nationality and show some documents and the like.
Soon the staff reported the basic information. The official then hung up the phone in his hand. He looked at these two uninvited guests.
"This ship is registered under the name of Global Communication Shipping Company in New Jincheng; I can't check more specific information; the place of registration is in New Jincheng."
"They will stay here for a week; calculate the time, it should be about the same. As for their next stop, I don't know; this is not within the scope of our inspection."
Saying that, he added, "By the way, the last time their docking location was Golden Port Pier."
The two Sumuli people looked at each other and saw what they wanted in each other's eyes. The two then stood up, "We will tell the Boss how cooperative you are."
The official snorted coldly, "No need; as long as you call me first next time when you have something, I will thank you!"
He watched the two intend to leave, took the initiative to get up and walk to the door to open it, and at the same time looked at the outside twice, and after confirming that there was no one else in the corridor, let them leave.
As long as it is not seen by others with their own eyes that these two entered his office, he can completely deny his connection with the Sumuli gang in the simplest way—deny it.
The two walked to the road outside customs. One of them entered a telephone booth by the road, and then dialed a phone to Christopher.
"The registration place of their ship is in New Jincheng, but the last stop of this ship is docked at Golden Port Pier."
Christopher on the other end of the phone said "I know," and hung up the phone.
At the same time he put down the phone, he stood up and couldn't help but walk back and forth a few times. Could it be Lansi or Francisco's people?
He instinctively didn't want these people to come from Golden Port City, but he didn't dare to ignore these factors that might have danger. He summoned a few more people and let them watch what these people did before they left.
If these people are Lansi's people, or Francisco's people, this shows that he has very likely been exposed, so he can only return to Sumuli Island one step earlier, although he doesn't want to go back now. When he was on Sumuli Island, they asked him to come over, and he was reluctant in every way, as if this was some terrible place.
But after really coming, he didn't want to leave.
People all say that the Federation is heaven; this is the heaven for the rich. As long as you have money, you can say you want to do whatever you want here. The rich never have troubles.
On the contrary, Sumuli Island, that place that has been mythologized in the minds of Sumuli people, is full of the smell of decay everywhere!
He arranged for people to do it, then turned and looked at the sky with clouds, praying in his heart that these people must have nothing to do with Lansi, or Francisco.
At the same time, he also made a decision that he would not meet those merchants in person again, even if it was a large-scale trade!
Too dangerous!
In the next few days, Christopher's people kept watching the merchant, almost reaching the point of not leaving their side.
Fortunately, they didn't have any other tasks. Every day these people spent in eating, drinking, and playing, and the casual attitude of the gang they showed made Christopher relax his vigilance a little. It seems that these people really didn't have any problems.
But this didn't make Christopher completely relax. After thinking about it, he found the chief of the Beka Police Department.
They have dealings; after all, as the largest gang invading locally from outside, it is impossible for the police department not to deal with Sumuli people.
Before, they were always in an antagonistic relationship, and the police chief didn't like the gangs in the city, but on the issue of dealing with foreign invaders, he stood in the same camp as the local gangs.
However, later, he was persuaded,
Persuaded by Christopher with sincerity and threats. When his three children all received a threatening letter with a check and a bullet head inside, he gave up targeting these Sumuli people.
Sumuli is the most famous specialty in the eyes of federal people, not their coffee, not their pizza, not their tobacco, not their brandy.
But their gang gunmen!
In the memory of some people, these people appear in groups of three or five, suddenly appearing in front of the target, drawing their guns and shooting, throwing away the weapons in their hands casually after shooting, and then turning and leaving.
The whole process will only last for maybe twenty or thirty seconds. Before people reacted, they completed all the behaviors. After people reacted, they had long run away without a shadow.
Before, Lansi's development in Golden Port City received the attention of Paul and other five major families, among which there was no lack of reasons why Lansi's style had some similarities with Sumuli people.
The same decisiveness, indifference, ruthlessness, solving the opponent in a very short time and then leaving, even if people know who did it, it is very difficult to catch evidence on the spot.
Those discarded pistols are also a method of self-protection.
As long as there are no fingerprints on the pistol, no gun number, it is very difficult to find the person who fired the shot through these black guns.
Because the guns are all at the scene.
On the contrary, if these guns were taken away, in case people find evidence related to this gun someday in the future, they can accuse the person who owns it.
Although some relatively formal gangs will re-pull the rifling, not all gangs will do this; they don't pay much attention to this.
So in this era, Sumuli people still have a certain deterrent power and status in the underground world, and they are still very team-oriented.
Facing Christopher's threat, the police chief could only compromise. He didn't dare to gamble, using his three children and wife and his own life to gamble that Christopher, that guy, didn't dare to move against him.
He gambled right. Christopher even dared to kill his most beloved uncle, although he regrets it very much now, but as long as the police chief continues to target him, he will definitely take action.
He made a phone call to the police chief, and the police chief agreed with some impatience.
Now there is actually no contradiction between the two sides. On the contrary, Christopher often sends money to him. To talk about the relationship, it is actually not bad.
It's just that as the police chief, feeling that he has to take orders from the gang leader makes the chief feel a bit ashamed and angry, so most of the time he will speak briefly as if he were losing his temper.
A few minutes later, two police cars went out from the police station. This time, a deputy sheriff led the team. They wanted to raid those people Christopher mentioned and check their identity situation.
The Federation actually doesn't have things like ID cards, and there is no way to check. However, the police also have their own set of methods—checkbooks.
The whole world has not entered the information age, so there is no such thing as cross-bank deposit and withdrawal.
Even if you deposit money in the bank in the Imperial District of Golden Port City, you can't take it out if you want to go to the Port District. You must deposit and withdraw at the account-opening savings bank.
As for inter-bank transfers, it takes at least a week for the entire banking system to settle once.
Like inter-bank transfers, two weeks or even a month in advance, otherwise it's too late.
Checkbooks in each region have their own independent numbers. For example, checkbooks in New Jincheng often start with "11," and cities next to New Jincheng start with "12."
Through these check numbers, you can know which region they often live in. This trick is very useful!
With the cooperation of Christopher's people, the police soon locked the room they lived in, and then carried out a raid.
When the police rushed into the room, the few people in the room all stood up, staring at the police who rushed in with unkind eyes.
For these "big thieves," the police will not only not make them feel fear, but may stimulate their ferocity.
Perhaps noticing that a gun battle was imminent, the deputy sheriff immediately stated his identity and purpose, "Someone reported that you are recruiting here."
Recruiting, which is helping those girls who need help, is a criminal act in the Federation, although there are many bright and upright red-light districts here.
But the law is the law. Although it is not executed by people many times, when someone needs them as a basis, these legal clauses must exist.
The guy leading the team this time asked people to open the doors of all the rooms, "There are no women here; you must have received a fake alarm call."
The police pretended to search the room, and certainly couldn't find any women. Then they asked to check the personal belongings of these people.
With the attitude of avoiding trouble, these people didn't resist. Then the police checked the things they carried with them, but unfortunately, they didn't check the existence of a checkbook.
And it is precisely because cross-bank and cross-region deposit and withdrawal cannot be realized yet, so they didn't carry a checkbook at all, and didn't even have much cash.
In the end, the police left the room after apologizing.
The one leading the team this time was Dai Wen. Although Dai Wen is a sadist, his heart is very detailed.
This point is very peculiar. Most sadists are more focused than ordinary people, which may be because of some problems in their personality.
God let them have such problems, but also gave them compensation that others don't have.
After closing the door, after checking the things they carried with them, he left the hotel, came to a telephone booth nearby, and dialed a phone.
This made the people monitoring him feel a bit stuffy. If he used the phone in the hotel, it would definitely be monitored.
But he used the one outside the hotel. Now even if they go to the telegraph office, I'm afraid it's too late in time.
"... Just now the local police searched our room and personal belongings, and then left. I feel they might be a bit suspicious of us."
After Lansi finished listening to his narrative, he smiled, "The current Christopher has become much smarter than before. Facts have proved that adversity can better exercise people!"
"Like this, you call him directly, get angry at him, say it was he who made the police do those things, and then tell him that this matter will not be settled like this."
Dai Wen hesitated, "Will this make him run away?"
Lansi laughed a few times, "He has become much smarter than before, so he definitely won't run."
"Not only will he not run, but he will continue to stay there."
Lansi grasped Christopher's mentality very accurately. As long as it is not Lansi and Francisco's people, he won't run!
End of Chapter
