Is it Mr. Lisette? Just as hesitated, a tall long-haired woman in tight leather clothes flashed from the door leading to Inner Jin. She stood by the door and asked
Ah, yes, I'm Licett. Licett took two steps and nodded
Please come with me, the gentleman is waiting for you. The woman made a gesture of invitation and said
There are two walls in the small hall covering the curtains, and the carpet on the ground. The one on the left can hear the sound of heavy metal music, while the one on the right is relatively quiet, and there seems to be no movement.
The woman was walking in the corridor on the right, Lisette followed behind, looking at the woman's swaying gait, exaggerated and swinging hips, slender and straight thighs, very sexy
There is a corner in the corridor. After turning, a few steps away is a bright white iron door with a sign that is prohibited from entering.
The woman reached out to knock on the door three times, clapped her again, then turned around and smiled at Lisette.
Soon, the small looking hole on the door was opened, and a pair of eyes were exposed. I looked outside, and then opened the door with a click.
Lisette followed the woman in and found that there was a place to count money inside the door. Four or five wooden tables were piled with Cruzero notes of new and old. In addition to the two or three big men guarding the corner, six or seven women were busy counting the paper money.
It can be seen that these people are very careful when working. They have to classify banknotes of different denominations and list the banknotes marked with ink marks or oil stains separately.
For a criminal organization, such stamped banknotes are likely to have hidden dangers, so in order to prevent problems, these banknotes will be selected and processed separately.
Through the billing room, there is still a corridor behind it, but compared to the front, this section of the road seems much more gloomy, and the dim wall lights cannot bring people any warmth.
There were many rooms in the corridor, but each door was closed tightly. Lisette followed the woman to the front of the last door. As soon as he stood up, he heard two muffled sounds in the corridor.
Lisette frowned, he could hear it was gunfire
Mr. Lisette, the woman had pushed the door open, she stood on the side of the door and said with a smile
Oh, Lisette turned around and found that inside the door was a rather luxurious room that was not very spacious but was decorated. On the crystal coffee table surrounded by a circle of milky white sofas, there were several bottles of red wine, one of which was in the ice.
Mr. Lisette, please sit there. Mr. Lisette is dealing with some trivial matters, he immediately... The woman bowed slightly and said
She was only halfway through her words. A door opened a few meters away. Li Zaian, who was wiping his hands with a handkerchief, walked out from it. Behind him was a burly middle-aged man with a little inconvenient left leg followed by a burly middle-aged man with a little left leg inconvenient.
You have to know that it is not without pressure to arrange for you to sit in this position. Li Zai'an obviously didn't see Lisette standing at the door not far away. He tilted his head and said to the middle-aged man following behind. Although it takes a while for you to adapt, if things like this cannot be handled well, and the police can easily insert the informant to you, what will others say?!
Sorry, Mr. Paul, the middle-aged man said with his head down from behind
Don't say sorry to me, Li Zaian's tone was quite gloomy, he said bluntly, I don't want to listen to your damn reasons, but I don't want to appear like this in the future
Yes, Mr. Paul, the middle-aged man's head was buried even lower, and he spoke with obvious shame.
Send someone to deal with the body, Li Zaian stopped in the corridor, threw the handkerchief in the middle-aged man's arms, and then found someone with a tight mouth to surrender to confess his guilt. I don't want to get into trouble because of this kind of mess.
The middle-aged man took the handkerchief in a hurry, nodded, turned around and returned to the room
Lisette's eyelids twitched when he looked at him. He heard that Li Zaian and the others should have cleaned up a police informant just now, and the two gunshots should have come from this.
Recently, the rumor in Sao Paulo has been very tight. Jose, the new director of the State Police Department, has made up his mind to cause trouble for all drug trafficking organizations in Sao Paulo. He is not only rectifying the prisons and rectifying the corruption problems within various police stations, but also recruiting 500 new police officers in Sao Paulo, and at the same time increasing the crackdown on various criminal acts.
Just four days ago, various police stations in St. Paul took joint action and arrested more than 500 criminals of all kinds overnight. However, on the third day, the police did not prosecute these people, and they quietly released them.
This move is very vicious because no one knows who has established a cooperative relationship with the police, nor do they know if any of them have become police informants.
Just last night, the Pelena Group, one of the six major drug trafficking organizations in St. Paul, was in trouble. They were taken away by police at a marijuana warehouse in the town of Santa Gaitelde. Nearly 400 kilograms of marijuana were seized by the police. In addition, three members were shot dead in the clash of fire with the police.
Lisette believes that this incident will certainly have a great impact on various drug trafficking organizations in St. Paul, and the panic situation will inevitably occur.
Unexpectedly, just one night passed, and Morio also found a police insider.
Of course, these are not the most direct reasons why Risete's eyelids twitch. After all, in this magical land of Brazil, the game of cat-catching mice between drug trafficking organizations and the police has been playing for hundreds of years, and I have never seen anyone get rid of anyone completely.
What really surprised Lisette was Li Zai'an's attitude towards that middle-aged man
Lisette knew who this middle-aged man was. He was De Bruin, the new middle-level leader of the Morio organization.
In drug trafficking organizations like Morio, there is actually a very delicate relationship between the middle-level leaders and the heads of the organization. They are interdependent and no one can lack anyone.
Under this relationship, I dare not say anything else. At least the leader of an organization like Li Zaian cannot scold a middle-level leader like he is a dog, let alone the leader of his organization is the second generation, not to mention that he is the first generation founder of the Morio organization.
Lisette was thinking about it when he saw Li Zai'an turn around. His face, which was originally gloomy and dripping, changed into a warm smile in an instant.
Very sorry, Mr. Lisette, I have made you wait for a long time. I walked over slowly. Li Zai'an shook hands with Lisette and said with a smile
You are so kind, Mr. Paul Lisette smiled
Have I brought what I want? Li Zaian invited him into the room and asked straight to the point after taking the seat.
Ah, I brought it, Lisette stood up again and pushed the file bag he brought to Li Zaian
In the file bag is a tax filing statement. The taxpayer on the bar is Sonali Entertainment Associates. This company is actually a legal asset under the Morio organization, at least on the surface, and the company's name includes all the bars, regular dance halls and coffee shops organized by the organization.
Every month, the Taxation Administration will issue a bottom slip to Sonali based on the results of their investigation as the bottom slip for tax audits.
Li Zaian took out the bonded bottom sheet from the file bag, looked carefully, and when he raised his head, he snapped his fingers twice at the woman standing aside.
The woman turned around and went out after understanding it. After a while, she took the iron box in and placed it gently on the coffee table. Then she opened the lid and looked towards Li Zaian's side.
During this time, Li Zaian had already burned the tax quota taken from the bag, and then took out a bottom of the same style from the box and put it back into the bag.
Ah, yes, I'm Licett. Licett took two steps and nodded
Please come with me, the gentleman is waiting for you. The woman made a gesture of invitation and said
There are two walls in the small hall covering the curtains, and the carpet on the ground. The one on the left can hear the sound of heavy metal music, while the one on the right is relatively quiet, and there seems to be no movement.
The woman was walking in the corridor on the right, Lisette followed behind, looking at the woman's swaying gait, exaggerated and swinging hips, slender and straight thighs, very sexy
There is a corner in the corridor. After turning, a few steps away is a bright white iron door with a sign that is prohibited from entering.
The woman reached out to knock on the door three times, clapped her again, then turned around and smiled at Lisette.
Soon, the small looking hole on the door was opened, and a pair of eyes were exposed. I looked outside, and then opened the door with a click.
Lisette followed the woman in and found that there was a place to count money inside the door. Four or five wooden tables were piled with Cruzero notes of new and old. In addition to the two or three big men guarding the corner, six or seven women were busy counting the paper money.
It can be seen that these people are very careful when working. They have to classify banknotes of different denominations and list the banknotes marked with ink marks or oil stains separately.
For a criminal organization, such stamped banknotes are likely to have hidden dangers, so in order to prevent problems, these banknotes will be selected and processed separately.
Through the billing room, there is still a corridor behind it, but compared to the front, this section of the road seems much more gloomy, and the dim wall lights cannot bring people any warmth.
There were many rooms in the corridor, but each door was closed tightly. Lisette followed the woman to the front of the last door. As soon as he stood up, he heard two muffled sounds in the corridor.
Lisette frowned, he could hear it was gunfire
Mr. Lisette, the woman had pushed the door open, she stood on the side of the door and said with a smile
Oh, Lisette turned around and found that inside the door was a rather luxurious room that was not very spacious but was decorated. On the crystal coffee table surrounded by a circle of milky white sofas, there were several bottles of red wine, one of which was in the ice.
Mr. Lisette, please sit there. Mr. Lisette is dealing with some trivial matters, he immediately... The woman bowed slightly and said
She was only halfway through her words. A door opened a few meters away. Li Zaian, who was wiping his hands with a handkerchief, walked out from it. Behind him was a burly middle-aged man with a little inconvenient left leg followed by a burly middle-aged man with a little left leg inconvenient.
You have to know that it is not without pressure to arrange for you to sit in this position. Li Zai'an obviously didn't see Lisette standing at the door not far away. He tilted his head and said to the middle-aged man following behind. Although it takes a while for you to adapt, if things like this cannot be handled well, and the police can easily insert the informant to you, what will others say?!
Sorry, Mr. Paul, the middle-aged man said with his head down from behind
Don't say sorry to me, Li Zaian's tone was quite gloomy, he said bluntly, I don't want to listen to your damn reasons, but I don't want to appear like this in the future
Yes, Mr. Paul, the middle-aged man's head was buried even lower, and he spoke with obvious shame.
Send someone to deal with the body, Li Zaian stopped in the corridor, threw the handkerchief in the middle-aged man's arms, and then found someone with a tight mouth to surrender to confess his guilt. I don't want to get into trouble because of this kind of mess.
The middle-aged man took the handkerchief in a hurry, nodded, turned around and returned to the room
Lisette's eyelids twitched when he looked at him. He heard that Li Zaian and the others should have cleaned up a police informant just now, and the two gunshots should have come from this.
Recently, the rumor in Sao Paulo has been very tight. Jose, the new director of the State Police Department, has made up his mind to cause trouble for all drug trafficking organizations in Sao Paulo. He is not only rectifying the prisons and rectifying the corruption problems within various police stations, but also recruiting 500 new police officers in Sao Paulo, and at the same time increasing the crackdown on various criminal acts.
Just four days ago, various police stations in St. Paul took joint action and arrested more than 500 criminals of all kinds overnight. However, on the third day, the police did not prosecute these people, and they quietly released them.
This move is very vicious because no one knows who has established a cooperative relationship with the police, nor do they know if any of them have become police informants.
Just last night, the Pelena Group, one of the six major drug trafficking organizations in St. Paul, was in trouble. They were taken away by police at a marijuana warehouse in the town of Santa Gaitelde. Nearly 400 kilograms of marijuana were seized by the police. In addition, three members were shot dead in the clash of fire with the police.
Lisette believes that this incident will certainly have a great impact on various drug trafficking organizations in St. Paul, and the panic situation will inevitably occur.
Unexpectedly, just one night passed, and Morio also found a police insider.
Of course, these are not the most direct reasons why Risete's eyelids twitch. After all, in this magical land of Brazil, the game of cat-catching mice between drug trafficking organizations and the police has been playing for hundreds of years, and I have never seen anyone get rid of anyone completely.
What really surprised Lisette was Li Zai'an's attitude towards that middle-aged man
Lisette knew who this middle-aged man was. He was De Bruin, the new middle-level leader of the Morio organization.
In drug trafficking organizations like Morio, there is actually a very delicate relationship between the middle-level leaders and the heads of the organization. They are interdependent and no one can lack anyone.
Under this relationship, I dare not say anything else. At least the leader of an organization like Li Zaian cannot scold a middle-level leader like he is a dog, let alone the leader of his organization is the second generation, not to mention that he is the first generation founder of the Morio organization.
Lisette was thinking about it when he saw Li Zai'an turn around. His face, which was originally gloomy and dripping, changed into a warm smile in an instant.
Very sorry, Mr. Lisette, I have made you wait for a long time. I walked over slowly. Li Zai'an shook hands with Lisette and said with a smile
You are so kind, Mr. Paul Lisette smiled
Have I brought what I want? Li Zaian invited him into the room and asked straight to the point after taking the seat.
Ah, I brought it, Lisette stood up again and pushed the file bag he brought to Li Zaian
In the file bag is a tax filing statement. The taxpayer on the bar is Sonali Entertainment Associates. This company is actually a legal asset under the Morio organization, at least on the surface, and the company's name includes all the bars, regular dance halls and coffee shops organized by the organization.
Every month, the Taxation Administration will issue a bottom slip to Sonali based on the results of their investigation as the bottom slip for tax audits.
Li Zaian took out the bonded bottom sheet from the file bag, looked carefully, and when he raised his head, he snapped his fingers twice at the woman standing aside.
The woman turned around and went out after understanding it. After a while, she took the iron box in and placed it gently on the coffee table. Then she opened the lid and looked towards Li Zaian's side.
During this time, Li Zaian had already burned the tax quota taken from the bag, and then took out a bottom of the same style from the box and put it back into the bag.
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