Chapter 1428: The Overly “Timely” NYPD
The silver-gray Taihao in front obviously noticed that there was a tail behind him. He might have been confident enough to lure the other party to a remote place to deal with it, so he drove towards the pier area where there were few people.

But when he saw someone holding an AUG assault rifle and leaning out of the car window, he was obviously panicked and subconsciously turned the steering wheel to get into the side road.

This was exactly the kind of panic reaction that Jack wanted. Although there were not many vehicles on both sides of the road, no matter how good his marksmanship was, he couldn't just shoot at the vehicles in front of him at random like the heroes in Hollywood movies.

It was not just because he was worried about stray bullets hurting passers-by, but mainly because he wanted to capture him alive.

Although there were some lucky guys who hid in the car and took hundreds of bullets from the police without even a scratch, there were more unlucky people who died after just a few bullets.

It is not difficult for the FBI to catch Leah. As long as there is no time limit, it is only a matter of time before they dig this guy out in New York. The difficult part is to send him to a federal prison instead of a local prison with appropriate charges.

After all, an ordinary prison in New York City or New York State should be no different from a vacation for such a gang leader.

For example, in the Rikers Island prison where Laiia's cheap father Moretti was previously held, he was not only well taken care of by the prison gang, but he could also remotely command the gang affairs through his son from time to time.

The reason why the FBI was able to reduce LCN from a nationwide criminal organization to its current level was not only due to the "RICO" Act and the Federal Witness Protection Program, but also due to the contribution of the Federal Bureau of Prisons.

All important mafia bosses will be labeled with a big "LCN" when they enter the prison system. The Federal Bureau of Prisons will then look for the prison that is farthest away from their territory and where there is almost no LCN influence, and put them in there.

The more important the mafia boss is, the more attention he will receive. Some will even be imprisoned in Colorado, a nationally famous prison for serious criminals, where they will be guaranteed not to have even one Italian around them.

Jack still hopes that the scarred man in the car can testify against Laija, and this time he is willing to provide witness protection to the killer.

If he initially thought it would not be unacceptable if Lai Ya could unify the New York underworld and become the godfather of LCN, then he had completely given up on this idea after the car bomb attack just now.

The reason why the American Mafia has been able to exist to this day is not only because it is indeed complex and difficult to clean up, but also because they have rarely confronted law enforcement officers head-on over the years, and have rarely made big news, acting extremely low-key.

Collusion between government and business, control of labor unions, and drug smuggling are nothing in today's federation, but if you dare to make a big fuss and make the Americans lose face internationally, you will be courting death.

The reason why Al Capone was targeted by all parties back then was that he acted too high-profile. He even dared to impersonate a policeman and carried out execution-style shootings on seven main leaders of a rival gang, causing an uproar in the national media and giving the incident the name "Valentine's Day Massacre."

Although Jack didn't think that the current situation in the federation would lead to the emergence of another figure comparable to Al Capone, since Laija had already shown similar signs, he couldn't continue to keep a tiger as a threat.

After accelerating for a while, the silver-gray Tahoe SUV suddenly slowed down when approaching the intersection, and urgently turned right in an attempt to shake off the pursuers, but unexpectedly this operation exposed its front and rear wheels to Jack's gun.

"Da da da da da da." With several consecutive short bursts of fire from the AUG, the bullets accurately hit the front and rear tires on the right side of the Taihao SUV.

The SUV, which was turning rapidly, suddenly lost control, and the car body tilted and rolled off the curb.

A switchblade pierced the airbag, stirred it a few times, and then cut the seat belt. The scarred man kicked open the deformed car door and staggered out of the car, covering his bleeding forehead.

There was a sound of bullets being loaded, and he looked up at Reese who was pointing a gun at him, with a sinister smile on his face, "Why are you here again? My boss was talking about the 'man in a suit' some time ago, saying that you and him are the same type of person or something."

Jack, who was used as a background, raised his hand and fired a shot. With a "bang", the bullet hit the scarred face's feet. "Don't try to get close to me. Drop your weapon, hold your head and squat down. You are under arrest."

However, Scarface was not afraid at all and continued to talk to Reese, "Why? You have a police friend? Does he know what you have done?"

"He's stalling for time," Reese reminded.

As if to confirm his statement, sirens sounded in the distance, getting closer and closer.

Jack didn't call the police just now. It has been less than 2 minutes since the first gunshot. The NYPD patrol car would not be sitting there in such an uninhabited small port area. The conclusion is obvious.

"You drive first." Jack took out his cell phone and sent a message to Danny, then dialed Jubal's number.

Without a word, Reese took the AUG handed to him by Jack and got in the car and left. Neither he nor Finch was suitable to show their faces in front of the police, no matter whether the other party was from "HR" or not.

Three minutes later, before the dust kicked up by the Ford Taurus driven by Reese had settled, a white Ford Explorer police car with blue stripes stopped by the roadside with a long, sharp brake sound.

Two NYPD patrol officers got out of the car, one lying at the front and the other at the back, pointing their guns at the Tahoe SUV that was on the side of the road with its four wheels upside down and still smoking.

"Put your hands up!"

"Let me see your hands!"

Soon, an ugly face with a bruised nose and a swollen face appeared behind the car. The scarred man, who had just looked fearless, was grabbed by Jack by the back of the neck and forcibly lifted up.

"FBI, we're one of them, don't get me wrong."

Jack held Scarface in one hand and raised his ID in the other, but he was cautious not to show his head. Instead, he used the overturned SUV on the side of the road as a cover.

The two police officers who arrived were both white men, a common configuration of veterans leading newcomers in the NYPD.

The older patrolman had several badges on his chest. Jack recognized the Distinguished Medal and the Firearms Expert Medal because Danny had the same ones.

There are three blue stripes on the left forearm of his shirt, each blue stripe represents the five years he has worked for the NYPD. In other words, he is a veteran policeman who has served the NYPD for more than 15 years.

The nervous young policeman was obviously a rookie. Although he did not put his index finger on the trigger to create a "golden finger" that could cause the gun to fire accidentally at any time, the muzzle of the gun was shaking violently as it was pointed towards this side.

When the young police officer heard Jack, who was hiding behind the SUV, introduce himself as an FBI agent, his face visibly relaxed, and he even breathed a sigh of relief.

But a trace of ferocity suddenly appeared on the face of the senior police officer.

(End of this chapter)

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