Chapter 108
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Harvey threw the port access book in front of Kevin of ugly complexion, and said with a mocking face, "tch tch, give it to A gift from Mr. Nicholas, huh? 1500 assault rifles, 200W rounds, which can blow up half of Gotham's explosives and grenades. I also saw small missiles. Mr. Kevin, is your good friend Nicholas ready to start a war?"
"You..."
Steve was about to rush up with an angry face, but was stopped by Kevin. The Boss of Devil Gang took a look at Harvey. He took a deep breath and turned He passed away and waved his hand to the Devil Gang who was surrounded by a few containers, like a big enemy,
"Go to work, what are you standing here for?"
This action made Harvey's brows raised, but soon, the gangs with baleful aura left obediently, but the ugly gestures and foul-mouthed words before they left made Harvey's followers An angry expression appeared on the face of a prosecutor.
Kevin dispersed the others. He took out the phone from his pocket, dialed in front of Harvey, turned on the voice speaker, and put it on the table. After a while, a lazy voice came. come out.
"What's the matter? Kevin."
"Boss, the prosecutor, Mr. Harvey, is now accusing us of smuggling and arms trafficking. He is unwilling to listen to me explain about the gifts given to Mr. Nicholas "Present"."
Kevin said in his usual tone, the microphone was silent for a few seconds, and then he spoke again,
"Then invite Mr. Harvey and the prosecutors to come. Bar, I’ll wait for them here... are you listening? Mr. Harvey, come here and I’ll give you a reasonable explanation."
Kevin turned off his phone and stood up.
"Please, gentlemen."
Harvey Dent took a deep breath, "Cyber Hawk? Port Authority Director?"
Kevin looked back at him At a glance, he said indifferently,
"Don't you want to see him? Come with me."
5 minutes later, Old Gun Bar, Harvey and several other prosecutors Sitting on a chair in the bar, Kevin sat at the door of the bar. For a moment, Cyber, who was wearing an apron, walked out of the kitchen. He waved the wooden spatula in his hand and said to several people looking at him,
"Uh, sorry, I was just preparing breakfast for the child. By the way, you are Harvey, Gotham's Bright Knight, right?"
Harvey looked at the tall guy in front of him, 190 His height, sturdy body, yellow skin, black hair, a voice with a California accent, and those eyes that are always squinted. He wears an apron and looks funny, but he is seen by those eyes. At that time, Harvey felt as if he was being stared at by a Beast.
This is not the first time he has seen Cyber, but it is definitely the first time he has such a peaceful communication with Cyber. He put his left hand on the chair and said with mild expectations,
"Mr. Cyber, about the smuggled weapons..."
"Wait! Mr. Harvey."
Cyber took off his apron and looked at Harvey with some confusion. "Smuggling? Why didn't I know?"
He looked towards Kevin again, "Kevin, have you smuggled recently?"
"No, Boss, we never smuggle! "
Kevin replied, Cyber was satisfied and nodded, "This is very good, smuggling is a bad thing, or illegal, you should not do these bad things."
He turned his head. , Looking at Harvey, spread his hands,
"Look, we didn't smuggle, did we?"
"Crack"
Harvey's fist clenched , He looked at Cyber with an ugly expression, "Are you kidding me? Mr. Cyber, the containers in the weapon bays have "gifts" written on them. With such a huge number of weapons, you think these two sentences can be confused. In the past?"
"But that is indeed a "present"!"
Cyber walked into the bar, took out a stack of receipts from the drawer, and placed it in front of Harvey, "Look , I bought self-protection "civilian goods" from Stark Industries' weapons dealers for the workers in the docks in my own name. This is a country where guns cannot be kept, and Gotham's law and order is so bad. We need weapons. Come to protect yourself, my prosecutor, do you think I have a problem with these things?"
Harvey took the receipts, he turned a few pages, and it was indeed in the name of a different person For the firearms purchased, there are even complete invoices and stamps from the firearms dealers. From this point of view, it is clear that illegal arms trafficking is not established.
But he still felt that his IQ was humiliated. He looked up at Cyber, which was shrugged, and said to several other prosecutors,
"You can check every Guns, they are all semi-automatic weapons... We have not violated any of the laws of this country... As for the gifts, the workers told me that they don’t need those weapons. It’s too violent, but they can’t be returned after they have been bought. So I treat these little toys as my and Kevin’s collection. Now my friend needs them and I give them to him. I don’t even need him to pay, so is there a problem?"
"But that has 200W Send a bullet!"
A prosecutor stood up and retorted angrily, "Do you treat us as idiots? Mr. Cyber, which person with normal IQ would collect 1,500 identical guns?"
Cyber glanced at him and said indifferently,
"We like to shoot, can't we?"
He looked towards Harvey again, "Maybe I am I missed part of the business tax. I’m sorry, I’m very busy every day. So, Kevin, pay the tax we should pay to the tax bureau now. Don’t bother me with these little things in the future, you know?"
After that, he shook his head, turned around, put on his apron again, while still muttering,
"A bunch of spicy chickens."
"Mr. Cyber! "
Harvey stood up. He looked at Cyber's back and said loudly, "I now suspect that your "little gift" will affect the stability of Gotham's. I need to temporarily detain those containers!"
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"Sorry, you can't detain it."
Cyber shook his hand without looking back, "The container contains official purchases belonging to the Mexican Brother Xi government and several countries in Central Asia. , My gift is just a transit. If you want to seize the goods purchased by foreign governments, you need to apply for a higher level. Yes, I will be more straightforward, Mr. Harvey."
"You can't control this matter!"
After finishing speaking, he turned and walked into the kitchen, leaving behind the dumbfounded prosecutors, while Kevin opened the door with a sigh, and he picked it up On the intercom, he glanced at Harvey mockingly,
"Steve, let the ship at Pier 5 set sail, and the matter was resolved."
After that, he strode out and stayed. Harvey and a few other people were dignified. A few minutes later, Harvey's cell phone rang and he connected. He heard Rachel report the actions of Gordon, who had also failed on the other side. The double failure and anger caused Harvey's group to smash. On the table in front of him, he glanced at The smell of the kitchen overflowed, gritted his teeth.
"Let’s go!"
In the afternoon, 11 gang bosses gathered in a hidden place in Gotham’s West District, like a banquet, before their eyes Full of good food and drinks, around them are the closest little brothers, and outside the house, they are completely sufficient security forces.
"Come on, cheers!"
Wuertz, wearing a flowery shirt, held up his glass. He was already a little drunk. He stood up and said loudly, "You haven't seen Ge Putting on Old Dog’s face, Hahaha, is just like eating X, Hahaha, when I think of that face, I want to laugh... I’m so happy, Hahaha."
"He thought His plan is perfect?"
The other guy raised his glass and sneered loudly, "He doesn’t even know how many of our people are in his police station! If I want, I can even The bomb is hidden under his ass, Hahaha."
Everyone laughed wildly, like a gang of demons dancing. Soon, the door of this hidden place was pushed open. One was wearing a yellow suit and screaming. A middle age person wearing a bow tie walked in. Wuertz's face flashed with disdain, but he stood up and gave the guy a big hug.
"My brother Maroni, how did you come? Thank you this time for saving our money!"
"It's nothing."
Maroni, who has always wanted to be the second Falcone, shook his hand casually. He sat at the front of the table, "Everyone lives in Gotham. They want to help each other. I just did what I should do."
Others also nodded, some guys even clapped their hands. Everyone knows Maroni's thoughts, but no one is willing to be annexed, but this time everyone is indeed committed to Maroni's love, so no one jumped out. Contrary to the tune, they casually said some nasty jokes, and the atmosphere became extremely enthusiastic for a while.
"Speaking of which, buddy, where is our money now?"
Wuertz asked intentionally or unintentionally, Maroni didn't think too much, his left hand was in his ear, Rubbing his fingers lightly, he showed a helpless expression.
"I don't know..."
"What?"
Wuertz's eyes widened, he put down the wine glass in his hand, "All of this You did it, and now you say you don’t know where the money is going? That’s 800 million, my brother!"
Everyone stopped their movements, they looked at Maroni, The latter snapped his fingers. Soon, the two guys carried a TV set and placed it in front of the table.
"I really don’t know, all of this is done by Liu, Huo Foss is seriously injured and we can only leave it to him."
Liu is the boss of the accounting company responsible for the operation of the gang bank. He has also worked with the Gotham gang for several years, but Wuertz frowned said,
"Frankly speaking, brother, I don’t believe Liu. That guy is not as good as Hofs. He always makes some tricks and hides our money from him. Don’t you worry?"
Maroni shrugged, there is a bit of helplessness on his face, "I don't worry, but what can we do? No one but him knows how to operate, let's see what Liu says."
The TV was turned on, and the face of a yellow man appeared on the TV. He smiled and looked at Gotham's 12 bosses, and said softly,
"Don’t worry, everyone, your money is still there. In the United States, but for specific places, I won’t tell you until the storm subsides this time... I said a long time ago that putting money together is a good way to hide separately, once a person is caught Handle, the money of the rest of you will be found and then frozen... Don’t worry, I will take care of everything."
"You are professional with respect to bad things in law and economy, we I can trust you."
Maroni glanced at the other people and said something against his intentions with a calm expression, but he turned around and asked,
"But for those who are illegal "Inquiry"? You have also lived in Gotham for several years. Do you know who I am talking about, Liu, do you have any good ideas?"
"You said Batman, right?"
The young businessman said the name that made everyone a taboo, and with a relaxed expression on his face he lifted a glass of wine and shook it gently in his hand.
"I’m on a plane leaving the United States. Batman is unstoppable in Gotham... But what if I’m in another city, another country? Don’t forget my nationality, gentlemen, This is my advantage, isn't it? I will go to the other side of Earth until everything is calm, and I will come back again."
Liu’s tone barely fell, another voice was accompanied by a scream When the sound rang, everyone, including Liu on the TV, looked at the door. They saw a dirty purple suit with black gloves, messy hair, white paint on his face, and horrible to. The weird guy with the red scar of see walked into this secret assembly while humming along with a weird pace.
"Oh hehe aha hehe Hahaha ha"
His eyes with heavy black paint swept over everyone present, and finally set his eyes on the TV On Liu's body, he let out a hoarse and deep laugh, and everyone could hear the ridicule.
"I thought my jokes were not funny, didn't expect what you said here...it’s 10,000 times worse than mine."