In the living room downstairs, Madeline lives in the corner, slowly sucking a glass of juice in her hand, but her ears are filled with all kinds of unrestrained laughter.
It was already nine o'clock. According to the previous plan, the police's cooperation should have been ongoing for half an hour, but the people gathered here did not seem to show any panic. They were still drinking and having fun, teasing the prostitutes who were accompanying the wine.
In the eyes of these drug lords, the police are like decorations. It seems that the so-called cooperation action has undoubtedly failed and has no effect.
Madeline can name the twenty or so guests left in the living room. All of these guys have thick files in the police station.
To be honest, almost any organized crime or violence that occurred in the area controlled by the Morio organization was related to them.
Even for those cases such as thieves, thefts and robberies, if the perpetrators want to move on the territory controlled by Morio, they have to pay a commission to the peripheral members of the Morio organization. If these guys can be brought to justice and their entire organization is destroyed, the security situation in St. Paul will be greatly improved instantly.
However, these guys are not the target of Madeline's trip. Her ultimate goal is Li Zai'an, the drug lord leader nicknamed Paul Ann.
In the police's files, he should be an Asian immigrant who illegally smuggled into Brazil. However, in previous investigations, it was found that he had obtained the identity of a legal immigrant in Brazil. The Immigration Bureau has his access license file. The Social Welfare Department even has his social welfare account.
What's even more ridiculous is that he also has six banks including São Paulo Bank and Brazilian Savings Bank, all of which have legal accounts, and the account credit is higher than the director of the State Police Department of São Paulo.
He can borrow a huge loan of less than $500,000 from these banks without any mortgage
Isn’t this guy a wanted criminal? How did his bank credit come about?
The police did not know all of these situations, and even if they applied for investigation, they would not get cooperation from the bank. After all, the police did not have any evidence to prove that there was an illegal transaction between the bank and Li Zai'an.
She looked around the noisy living room, ignoring the men staring at her lustfully, and finally she stared at the stairs leading upstairs
It has been nearly two hours, and Li Zaian, as the owner, has not come down from the upstairs. There are two bodyguards guarding him at the entrance of the stairs, and no one can get up. Madeline wants to know what this guy is doing upstairs.
Kiki, in this doubt, a woman's voice softly recalled next to her, Come on, let me introduce it to you
Madeline turned around and found that the person who came was the chicken head who managed their group of prostitutes - Helena Collant
She was surrounded by a woman with a similar figure to her. Madeline only recalled her mind and thought of the identity of this woman. She should be Helena's sister, Lautini Corente
Kiki, this is my sister Lautini. Sure enough, Helena then introduced, Lautini, this is Kiki
Kiki is Madeline's pseudonym. In fact, there is Kiki in the police's files, but she is currently serving her sentence in prison. The identity material Madeline uses is that Kiki's.
Hello, facing Lautini's scrutiny gaze, Madeline stretched out her hand and smiled
Lautini had unconcealed hostility towards Madeline, and she even resented her sister. Why did she find such a beautiful girl? Don’t you know that such a young and beautiful girl would pose a threat to her?
Facing the same kind who breaks into his pasture, even the gentle lamb will stand up its horns, and the same is true for Lautini
She deliberately ignored Madeline's hand and walked straight to the bar where the wine was placed. She raised a bottle of red wine from the box filled with ice, used a bottle opener to unplug the bottle plug, and then walked to the place where guests gathered in the living room, pouring wine for everyone one after another
Next, a scene that Madeline thought was worthy of attention appeared, and the drug lords in the living room who were all unruly outside suddenly became polite.
Whenever Lautini walks to someone, no matter what the other party is doing, he will immediately stand up, hold a glass in his hands, and then ask Lautini to pour wine.
Kiki, you don't have to mind, my sister has followed Mr. Paul since he first came to Morio, well, he is also the only woman who sleeps by Mr. Paul, so... You understand, women are always a little jealous. Helena is worried that Madeline will be embarrassed, and explained
Madeline smiled reservedly and didn't speak. The role she played was taciturn. She seemed to be an undercover character and could not talk too much. She would lose her words too much.
Laudini poured his wine around and was about to walk back, a person flashed out from the stairs leading upstairs. Madeline knew him. This guy also had records in the police file. He was Li Zai'an's current personal bodyguard.
The person who came down was Shipi. He was carrying a safe in his hand. After entering the living room, he handed the safe to Lautini. The two stood in the corner and said a few words. Then Lautini walked back to the center of the living room and clapped his hands and said: Sir, Mr. Paul has prepared a gift for everyone. He said that this is what you deserve, and it is the dividend of investment.
Just a few simple words, after saying this, Lautini opened the box, took out envelopes from it, and distributed them to the middle-level leaders of each organization.
Not far away, Madeline saw someone picking up an envelope and pulled out something from it - it was a check, but she didn't know which bank issued the check
Mr. Paul is waiting for everyone upstairs, you can go up now. After everyone has received an envelope, Lautini put down the box, gestured towards the stairs, and smiled.
The originally noisy living room soon became quiet, and more than a dozen Morio's organization leaders got upstairs one after another. Madeline wanted to follow him, but she knew that it was impossible.
When all the men in the living room left, Laudini walked back to the corner where Madeleine and the others were. She looked at Madeleine first, and then said to Helena: Sister, Paul is very happy tonight, and he is also very satisfied with the people you bring. After a while, you can go up after those gentlemen come down.
Madeline felt her heart beating faster, and the critical moment was about to bring her. She knew that there would be great risks for her to take on, but she didn't know if this effort could be achieved accordingly.
……
It was late at night, and the guests gathered in the small building returned with satisfaction, and this residence hidden deep in the Morio slum regained its tranquility.
Madeline followed Helena, standing quietly in the dim corridor. In the small side hall, just a doorway in front of him, there was a voice of conversation.
No, my Licett, you just need to defend that damn guy. I have arranged someone to deal with the witness matter. This lazy but not disobedient voice belongs to Madeline's goal. Don't worry, they will never appear in court tomorrow.
If this is the case, Mr. Paul, I'm 90% sure. The sound sounds very strange, but Madeline can guess who it is, Lisette, this person appeared in the police's sight this afternoon, and his identity is a lawyer
You'd better be 100% sure. Li Zaian's tone was filled with dissatisfaction. You know, although I don't care about his life or death, I never want all the money spent on his uncle to be wasted. That would make me very angry. Do you understand what I mean?
Yes, Mr. Paul, I understand. Lisette replied respectfully
The brief conversation ended here, and a sound of footsteps came from far and near from the living room. After a while, Lisette's figure appeared in the corridor. He did not stop at all, but went straight to the stairs.
Helena looked back and signaled Madeline to follow her, then walked into the side hall
In the living room, Li Zaian, wearing pajamas, was walking towards the left wall with a thick file. He heard footsteps behind him. He looked back and saw that it was Helena and the others, so he pointed to the sofa with the documents in his hands, signaling them to sit casually.
Mr. Helena took Madeline and sat down, holding her knees with her hands, and said, Happy birthday
Thank you, Li Zaian pushed open the painting on the wall, revealing a safe behind him, and smiled without looking back when he heard this.
This is Kiki Bugian. Helena owes her body and introduces Madeline that she is a new sister and has not yet taken the guest.
Li Zai'an was stuffing the documents into the safe. He turned his head, looked up and down at Madeline, and smiled: Miss Kiki? Very good, it's...
Before he finished speaking, the file bag was poked on the side edge of the safe, and fell to the ground with his hands.
Li Zaian hurriedly reached out to pick it up, but he couldn't catch it when he connected it twice. Instead, he scratched the bag with his fingers. Finally, the file bag hit the ground with a snap, and some of the files inside were scattered and floated all over the floor.
It was already nine o'clock. According to the previous plan, the police's cooperation should have been ongoing for half an hour, but the people gathered here did not seem to show any panic. They were still drinking and having fun, teasing the prostitutes who were accompanying the wine.
In the eyes of these drug lords, the police are like decorations. It seems that the so-called cooperation action has undoubtedly failed and has no effect.
Madeline can name the twenty or so guests left in the living room. All of these guys have thick files in the police station.
To be honest, almost any organized crime or violence that occurred in the area controlled by the Morio organization was related to them.
Even for those cases such as thieves, thefts and robberies, if the perpetrators want to move on the territory controlled by Morio, they have to pay a commission to the peripheral members of the Morio organization. If these guys can be brought to justice and their entire organization is destroyed, the security situation in St. Paul will be greatly improved instantly.
However, these guys are not the target of Madeline's trip. Her ultimate goal is Li Zai'an, the drug lord leader nicknamed Paul Ann.
In the police's files, he should be an Asian immigrant who illegally smuggled into Brazil. However, in previous investigations, it was found that he had obtained the identity of a legal immigrant in Brazil. The Immigration Bureau has his access license file. The Social Welfare Department even has his social welfare account.
What's even more ridiculous is that he also has six banks including São Paulo Bank and Brazilian Savings Bank, all of which have legal accounts, and the account credit is higher than the director of the State Police Department of São Paulo.
He can borrow a huge loan of less than $500,000 from these banks without any mortgage
Isn’t this guy a wanted criminal? How did his bank credit come about?
The police did not know all of these situations, and even if they applied for investigation, they would not get cooperation from the bank. After all, the police did not have any evidence to prove that there was an illegal transaction between the bank and Li Zai'an.
She looked around the noisy living room, ignoring the men staring at her lustfully, and finally she stared at the stairs leading upstairs
It has been nearly two hours, and Li Zaian, as the owner, has not come down from the upstairs. There are two bodyguards guarding him at the entrance of the stairs, and no one can get up. Madeline wants to know what this guy is doing upstairs.
Kiki, in this doubt, a woman's voice softly recalled next to her, Come on, let me introduce it to you
Madeline turned around and found that the person who came was the chicken head who managed their group of prostitutes - Helena Collant
She was surrounded by a woman with a similar figure to her. Madeline only recalled her mind and thought of the identity of this woman. She should be Helena's sister, Lautini Corente
Kiki, this is my sister Lautini. Sure enough, Helena then introduced, Lautini, this is Kiki
Kiki is Madeline's pseudonym. In fact, there is Kiki in the police's files, but she is currently serving her sentence in prison. The identity material Madeline uses is that Kiki's.
Hello, facing Lautini's scrutiny gaze, Madeline stretched out her hand and smiled
Lautini had unconcealed hostility towards Madeline, and she even resented her sister. Why did she find such a beautiful girl? Don’t you know that such a young and beautiful girl would pose a threat to her?
Facing the same kind who breaks into his pasture, even the gentle lamb will stand up its horns, and the same is true for Lautini
She deliberately ignored Madeline's hand and walked straight to the bar where the wine was placed. She raised a bottle of red wine from the box filled with ice, used a bottle opener to unplug the bottle plug, and then walked to the place where guests gathered in the living room, pouring wine for everyone one after another
Next, a scene that Madeline thought was worthy of attention appeared, and the drug lords in the living room who were all unruly outside suddenly became polite.
Whenever Lautini walks to someone, no matter what the other party is doing, he will immediately stand up, hold a glass in his hands, and then ask Lautini to pour wine.
Kiki, you don't have to mind, my sister has followed Mr. Paul since he first came to Morio, well, he is also the only woman who sleeps by Mr. Paul, so... You understand, women are always a little jealous. Helena is worried that Madeline will be embarrassed, and explained
Madeline smiled reservedly and didn't speak. The role she played was taciturn. She seemed to be an undercover character and could not talk too much. She would lose her words too much.
Laudini poured his wine around and was about to walk back, a person flashed out from the stairs leading upstairs. Madeline knew him. This guy also had records in the police file. He was Li Zai'an's current personal bodyguard.
The person who came down was Shipi. He was carrying a safe in his hand. After entering the living room, he handed the safe to Lautini. The two stood in the corner and said a few words. Then Lautini walked back to the center of the living room and clapped his hands and said: Sir, Mr. Paul has prepared a gift for everyone. He said that this is what you deserve, and it is the dividend of investment.
Just a few simple words, after saying this, Lautini opened the box, took out envelopes from it, and distributed them to the middle-level leaders of each organization.
Not far away, Madeline saw someone picking up an envelope and pulled out something from it - it was a check, but she didn't know which bank issued the check
Mr. Paul is waiting for everyone upstairs, you can go up now. After everyone has received an envelope, Lautini put down the box, gestured towards the stairs, and smiled.
The originally noisy living room soon became quiet, and more than a dozen Morio's organization leaders got upstairs one after another. Madeline wanted to follow him, but she knew that it was impossible.
When all the men in the living room left, Laudini walked back to the corner where Madeleine and the others were. She looked at Madeleine first, and then said to Helena: Sister, Paul is very happy tonight, and he is also very satisfied with the people you bring. After a while, you can go up after those gentlemen come down.
Madeline felt her heart beating faster, and the critical moment was about to bring her. She knew that there would be great risks for her to take on, but she didn't know if this effort could be achieved accordingly.
……
It was late at night, and the guests gathered in the small building returned with satisfaction, and this residence hidden deep in the Morio slum regained its tranquility.
Madeline followed Helena, standing quietly in the dim corridor. In the small side hall, just a doorway in front of him, there was a voice of conversation.
No, my Licett, you just need to defend that damn guy. I have arranged someone to deal with the witness matter. This lazy but not disobedient voice belongs to Madeline's goal. Don't worry, they will never appear in court tomorrow.
If this is the case, Mr. Paul, I'm 90% sure. The sound sounds very strange, but Madeline can guess who it is, Lisette, this person appeared in the police's sight this afternoon, and his identity is a lawyer
You'd better be 100% sure. Li Zaian's tone was filled with dissatisfaction. You know, although I don't care about his life or death, I never want all the money spent on his uncle to be wasted. That would make me very angry. Do you understand what I mean?
Yes, Mr. Paul, I understand. Lisette replied respectfully
The brief conversation ended here, and a sound of footsteps came from far and near from the living room. After a while, Lisette's figure appeared in the corridor. He did not stop at all, but went straight to the stairs.
Helena looked back and signaled Madeline to follow her, then walked into the side hall
In the living room, Li Zaian, wearing pajamas, was walking towards the left wall with a thick file. He heard footsteps behind him. He looked back and saw that it was Helena and the others, so he pointed to the sofa with the documents in his hands, signaling them to sit casually.
Mr. Helena took Madeline and sat down, holding her knees with her hands, and said, Happy birthday
Thank you, Li Zaian pushed open the painting on the wall, revealing a safe behind him, and smiled without looking back when he heard this.
This is Kiki Bugian. Helena owes her body and introduces Madeline that she is a new sister and has not yet taken the guest.
Li Zai'an was stuffing the documents into the safe. He turned his head, looked up and down at Madeline, and smiled: Miss Kiki? Very good, it's...
Before he finished speaking, the file bag was poked on the side edge of the safe, and fell to the ground with his hands.
Li Zaian hurriedly reached out to pick it up, but he couldn't catch it when he connected it twice. Instead, he scratched the bag with his fingers. Finally, the file bag hit the ground with a snap, and some of the files inside were scattered and floated all over the floor.
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