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Many people don’t really understand the operations of the Lance Family. They think Lance’s should be a very autocratic group, just like the former Brotherhood.
Young people lack the prestige and authority accumulated over a long period of time and cannot make everyone submit wholeheartedly. Therefore, in a young group, the decisive forces are violence and madness.
Some people think that Lance is also a madman because everyone in the family obeys his orders without the slightest deviation.
This has become the initial impression of the Lance Family for some people, but it has to be said that their impression is wrong.
Because the Lance Family has never been someone’s personal dictatorial paradise. Just like now, when encountering major problems, Lance will have everyone discuss it together.
Elvin, as Lance’s most capable assistant, was the first to put forward some of his own views.
“There are many ways to travel from the neighboring state to Golden Port. Intercepting them halfway is not a problem, but when and where we intercept them, that is a problem.”
“The terminals of three interstate highways are here, and there are also many train routes. There are too many areas we need to confirm. Unless we have accurate information, it will be difficult to intercept them.”
But soon Morris proposed a different view, “We can take care of some of them before they are about to come over and have them pass messages to us.”
After listening, everyone thought this method was good, but Elvin was also a little worried, “How can you guarantee that what they say is the truth, and that they can get real information?”
Lance nodded, “This is indeed a problem.”
First of all, low-level lackeys are clueless unlikely to find out any “high-level” real information. Just like the peripheral members of the family now, it’s impossible for them to know what problems Lance and the others are discussing here.
Only at the moment they finish their discussion and are about to put it into action will they know a general situation, and they may not necessarily know everything.
Secondly, even if they can find out some news, it may only be some analysis from the decision-maker’s words and phrases, not the real news, so there will be deviations.
It can’t be said that Elvin was arguing for the sake of arguing. His analysis did indeed make sense, and this also extended to a new problem.
If they make a move to kidnap those middle and high-level members, will it trigger some changes?
Everyone was thinking. In the end, it was Lance who proposed a hypothesis, “There must be Empire immigrants in Fides as well. Go and find out if anyone knows any Empire people from Fides.”
Immigrants from the Empire exist in many cities, and Fides, as an industrial city, is obviously one of the main choices for immigrants.
Industrial cities, cities that need labor for rapid development, only in these places will the Federation folks not care about the issue of immigrants and natives. What they need is cheap labor.
Cities like Fides, with many industrial enterprises, have a large gap in heavy manual labor and dangerous positions. The people of the Federation are unwilling to do it, so it naturally has to be done by immigrants.
A sociologist once claimed that the economic take-off of the Federation was built on the bones of countless legal and illegal immigrant laborers!
However, the mainstream society of the Federation immediately refuted this, they did not agree with this statement, because the economic take-off of the Federation was obviously the result of the hard work of the people of the Federation.
Creating opposition and conflict has always been the most adept method of politicians. Only by using this method to transfer the dissatisfaction and pain of the lower class about their work and life to the even lower class groups can they make themselves look so bright and just.
“Besides this matter, all our bars must reduce their inventory. It’s fine for Dracy to make a few more trips, but don’t store too much.”
“When you deliver the liquor, bring the money back at the same time.”
“The crackdown by the Bureau of Hazardous Materials is very strong. Their agents are wandering all over the streets. After this failed attempt, their reaction speed may be even faster.”
A week ago, after Lance heard from Dracy that a bar had spotted someone who might be an agent, he immediately had the bar move away. As a result, the people from the Bureau of Hazardous Materials came to the door the next day.
Fortunately, the bar had already been emptied. Although there were some tables, chairs, and bar counters left for running the bar, they were not worth much.
Although the Bureau of Hazardous Materials did not show any special reaction, Lance could feel that Lukar and his men must be preparing some new action.
So “lightening up” the bars was one of Lance’s ideas.
Dracy sat in the corner, next to Mello. He stood up and raised his hand, “I understand.”
The other two partners also raised their hands. They were in charge of the bar’s operations, “We’ll get it done.”
“The third thing, we need to continue to acquire cinemas, acquire vacant land. As you all know, we just got a sum of money.”
“Mix the black money with this money and spend it as soon as possible. Of course, the price can’t be too outrageous.”
“In addition to this, what happened just now also gave me a reminder. We should not only unite the people of the Empire in Golden Port, but also all the Empire immigrants in the entire Federation. They are all objects of our unity.”
“It’s very important to find a way to expand our influence as soon as possible. Although I don’t have any particularly good ideas right now, you can all think about it. If anyone thinks of a good idea, I’ll give them a big gift.”
“So, does anyone else have any questions?”
…
The next morning, just as Lance sat down in his office, Precinct Chief Bruce came over.
He sat in the luxurious chair, patting the armrests to feel the texture of the genuine leather, somewhat envious and jealous.
This kind of imbalance is actually something many law enforcers have. As the “heroes” of the city, they do not live a wealthy life.
If many police officers don’t have gray income, their salaries can only support their families.
Wanting to live a comfortable life is simply impossible!
On the contrary, those who disrupt the city’s order and security can easily obtain the income of heroes for dozens or hundreds of months from a single crime, which makes people feel unbalanced.
Especially the mid-level managers of law enforcement, their emotions are particularly strong, because as mid-level managers, they are no longer just required to perform tasks according to regulations.
Those low-level police officers, patrolmen, do things by the book every day, drive around, find trouble with easy targets, and a day passes.
And those, for example, sergeants and above, they have various social engagements after work. Their salaries actually cannot support this part of the expenditure.
Plus this society is rapidly moving from secular morality to capital wealth, collapsing. It is difficult for them to maintain a normal heart to treat these things.
Just like this chair Precinct Chief Bruce was sitting on, it would probably cost him one or two months’ salary, but this was just a chair!
“I have already talked with the precinct chiefs of other districts about the party. Some support it, some not so much.”
“Charlie has been in Golden Port for so many years, he still has a certain number of supporters in the police department.”
In fact, rather than saying they were Chief Charlie’s supporters, it would be better to say that these people were also the dogs of the rich in the Bay Area, it’s just that Chief Charlie was the leader of this pack of dogs.
Who they were loyal to was not Chief Charlie, this old dog, but the rich of the Bay Area.
So even if Precinct Chief Bruce proposed to have a party and wanted to strengthen the connection between the districts, they didn’t pay much attention.
Because their master was only one, and that was the rich of the Bay Area. These people were still waiting for Chief Charlie to retire so they could take over his job and become the next “dog king.”
Lance did not show any unhappy expression after listening, “Well done. The more who come, the better. This way you can get a bigger share of the money.”
“My idea is that we are not just having a big party, but also a competition, a contest of professional skills.”
“For example, shooting. For example, we borrow some prisoners from the state prison, and within a safe and controllable range, see who can capture the most criminals.”
“I have a lot of ideas in my head. This will become a major event that will lead to a revolution in the Federation’s police industry. Bruce, you will be on the “Federation Daily,” becoming a household name, the Nemesis of Crime!”
Hearing the words “Nemesis of Crime,” the corners of Bruce’s mouth couldn’t be held back. A little further back and they could hang on his ears. This was the highest honor for a police officer besides certificates and medals, a kind of recognition from society!
“Lance, if all this can come true, the person I thank the most will be you!”
Lance waved his hand, “These won’t just be our visions for the future, they will definitely be realized!”
“And I believe, it won’t be too long!”
In fact, roping in these police officers was not simply to buy them off so that the family’s business could develop better. Lance actually had a much bigger plan!
He wanted to become the one who makes the rules!
But now his strength was not enough. He had to lie low first, but he could do some warm-up things. When he had great power and the police had all become his disciples, this city would truly have a place for him.
Before that, everything was an accumulation.
Precinct Chief Bruce imagined the scene where he might be decorated by the president. He couldn’t control his emotions a little. He would have to find his mistress later to vent properly.
He suppressed some of the throbbing in his heart and talked about business.
“Coming here to see you today, besides this matter, there is another matter that might need your cooperation.”
“Recently, there have been many cases of missing young girls. Some clues have vaguely pointed to the Red High Heels. So for the next period of time, the police’s activities in the Empire District might be more frequent.”
If the two sides had not started a war, between the locals and the outsiders, then the Red High Heels would be a bridge between the mayor and the rich of the Bay Area.
But now that the two sides had torn off their masks and started a war, the existence of the Red High Heels was very glaring!
Those rich people in the Bay Area would not allow such a thing that could threaten them to exist, so they must uproot the Red High Heels!
And this might also require Lance’s cooperation.
Don’t you always say you are a local?
Then show us!
Lance had almost no hesitation. He also had a great aversion to the Red High Heels, “It would be my pleasure!”