Shadow Empire

Chapter 1120 Adventure and Plan

Roland's cousin knew that his relative had become a big shot, so he took Roland's instructions very seriously.

After hanging up the phone, he went to the private high school they had previously considered to learn more about it.

Why has the enrollment issue, which was already agreed upon, suddenly changed?

When he arrived at the school and found someone he knew well, he learned that the reason actually stemmed from changes in the management.

Some parents have complained to the board that the school has admitted some students who do not appear to be qualified for admission, and more than one parent has questioned the school's current prestige.

If anyone can get into school, then it's obviously a bit...unprofitable for the children who paid a lot of money and used connections to get in.

This incident alarmed the entire board of directors. The most important thing for a private high school is not how many top students it produces each year, but its reputation.

What's the use of having a lot of top students if the reputation is ruined?

The school conducted an internal investigation during the summer vacation and found that every year some students who did not meet the school's admission standards were admitted to the school as an exception because they knew someone in the school's administration.

These are the people who made the other students feel dissatisfied.

If this matter is not taken seriously, then it is simply a perfunctory result of selecting students.

However, if we take this seriously, it becomes official corruption.

Several supervisors involved in admissions were suspended or transferred to other locations, and a new management team was brought in. They immediately reviewed the roster of students admitted this fall.

Ultimately, some students who did not meet the admission criteria were selected and their applications were withdrawn.

Roland's son was among them.

He didn't have a prominent background, nor was he particularly wealthy. He only knew the local police precinct chief. In the face of a more prestigious private high school, a precinct chief was no different from those junior officers.

If a branch bureau chief, who isn't even his own child but someone he knows, can so easily get into this school, then their school is really degrading.

When Roland's cousin learned of this and inquired whether there were other ways to obtain an invitation to study, his friend told him.

Either the child has special connections, allowing truly influential figures to call the board of directors and the principal, in which case they would immediately accept the child.

Alternatively, his family may be very wealthy and able to donate at least 100,000 yuan to the school, with an annual donation of no less than 50,000 yuan during his time at the school.

In other words, even if you pay 200,000 yuan in installments, you can still go to school.

Of course, besides these two conditions, you can also enroll if you meet another requirement, and you don't need anyone to call you or donate 200,000 yuan in cash—

Achievement.

The school will give Jamie a test paper with a full score of 500. If he scores more than 480, the school will admit him.

Whether it's interpersonal relationships, wealth, or simply academic excellence, you need to have at least one of these to shut others up.

No one is allowed to be special; perhaps that's the attitude they're expressing now.

The news was quickly relayed to Roland, which gave him a bit of a headache. If Jamie's grades were good, he wouldn't need to find a way to get him into school; he could get admission offers from various private schools by passing the exams himself.

Top academic geniuses are very popular in the Federation. After all, the development of science and technology is not something that can be achieved simply by having money or knowing a big shot. There always needs to be top students to study it.

Jamie's academic performance is only average, so he has to take two other paths.

Giving money won't work, because that's going too far. Giving out so much money all at once would cause huge problems for his wife and children, as well as himself.

The tax bureau will investigate how an ordinary family could suddenly come up with so much money. They might wonder if the family has evaded taxes or concealed their income.
Moreover, if such a large sum of money alerts the tax authorities, it could very well be completely exposed.

Calling them directly isn't a good idea either. His purpose in doing this is to avoid exposing his relationship with them, but if he makes a call, it might expose them.

This gave Roland a bit of a headache. "Let me think about it. I'll call you back later. Thank you for making this trip today."

His cousin laughed and said, "You're welcome." He seemed like a very easy-going and enthusiastic person, but Roland knew that this good, positive image was only present when he was with himself.

“Roland, you could actually consider other private high schools. They might not be as good as this one, but they're easier to get into.”

"I don't know... how good your relationship is with your friends, but getting into a decent private high school is much better than getting into a public high school. At least they will actually teach you something, instead of letting students just do what they want every day."

Roland hummed in agreement. "I'll consider it."

He then called his wife and asked, "If we switch to another school, it's also a private high school with a great environment, is that okay?"

His real wife hesitated; in fact, she was very insecure because she was now, in every sense, a single mother.

Roland married another woman, even though he told her that he would marry her and have two children with her after everything was settled.

However, she still lacked a sense of security, so her child was also a part of her sense of security. She hoped that her child could attend the best schools and succeed in life even without Lu Lan's help.

Moreover, there may be other things involved here as well.

She said softly, "Little Jamie has already shared the result with his friends, you know what I mean?"

“Everyone knew he was going to the best high school, but when school started, people found out he hadn’t done it. And more importantly, our family was missing a man, a male head of the household.”

“Going to that school isn’t just about attending school itself, but if it really doesn’t work out… we can accept that outcome, but you’ll need to help us move.”

Roland felt a headache coming on as he listened to what his wife was saying. He knew his wife was right, especially since school was about to start and Jamie must have told his classmates, friends, and neighbors what school he was going to attend.

If they can't access it now, people will just think that their family made grandiose claims before, and that the middle-class community seems very harmonious.

Neighbors often exchange small gifts or get together for parties, such as barbecues.

But more than anyone else, they didn't want their neighbors to be better off than themselves, yet they also desperately wanted them to suffer, because only in this way could they derive a greater sense of superiority from their neighbors. Roland could already imagine that when little Jamie appeared in the community wearing another school uniform, he would become a laughingstock, and these traumas might even stay with him for the rest of his life.

Roland took a few deep breaths and tapped his hand twice on the table. "I'll handle it. Wait for my message."

After much deliberation, he finally made a phone call to the executive director of the school's board of directors.

"Mr. Roland?"

"I've heard of you. The FBI is very active these days, and I've heard you're doing a good job!"

The executive director is not just a simple school administrator; he has close relationships with multiple political parties. The boards of directors of well-known private high schools like these have a network of connections that is unimaginable to ordinary people.

It's perfectly normal to get information from these interpersonal networks that ordinary people don't know.

The fact that the executive director knew him saved Roland some trouble. "I'm sorry to bother you at this time. There's something I don't know how to tell you, but I have to say it."

The executive director's laughter came through the receiver. "Let me guess, is it related to school?"

Roland gave him the right feedback, and he laughed even louder. "I knew it!"

"The school season is just around the corner, and people always rush to solve this problem at this time. Actually, you could call us in July, or even June, so that we can handle it more easily."

He paused for a moment, then asked, "Could I know the student's name, and when he's supposed to report for duty?"

He didn't mention anything about an interview. The FBI Director himself called. If he didn't even give Roland that much face, or if he thought Roland wasn't qualified, then he would have been an executive director for nothing.

He was well aware of Roland's importance and didn't mind gaining this friendship, which reflects a variation of that statement.

The rich get richer.

The more connections you have, the more connections you have.

Perhaps one day in the future he will need the help of the FBI, and with this connection, it will be much easier to talk, and he can strengthen this relationship by maintaining a continuous connection with Roland through that student.

Roland relayed Jamie's information to the executive director, who asked somewhat cautiously, "May I know his relationship to you?"

Roland knew he would face this problem, so he used his previous excuse: "That was the family of one of my very, very, very good friends. He sacrificed himself in the mission, and I promised him that I would take care of his family."

The executive director sighed, “A truly touching relationship, Mr. Roland. Your commitment is as moving as gold!”

"I will arrange Jamie's enrollment. If there are any problems, you can contact me immediately. Of course, if anything unexpected happens, I will also contact you."

"May I have your phone number?"

"It's best to have both a personal one and an office one, so that you can know immediately if any emergency occurs."

Roland did not refuse; from the moment he could no longer refuse his wife, he had already lost the initiative.

The matter was considered closed, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he hung up the phone. Little did he know that at that moment, Lance's men were heading towards the city.

It wasn't that Devon had discovered anything suspicious, but rather that he believed there must be some important clues in Roland's hometown, and figuring out these clues, even if they had nothing to do with his possible illegitimate child, was still quite important.

Meanwhile, some intelligence about Lance had already been delivered to Bob by Roland through his methods.

Bob looked at the family member in his thirties in front of him, his mind filled with the words he had just said while standing there.

If Lance could assassinate Fran, why couldn't they assassinate Lance?

If Lance dies or is seriously injured, the Lance family's situation will become the same as it is now. Without Lance as their absolute core, the Lance family may be slightly stronger than ordinary gangs, but only to a limited extent, and they certainly won't be a match for them.

Bob was very interested in the idea. He scrutinized the man's face for a while and then asked, "If you were given the chance, what would you do?"

"Besides, how do you know when Lance will come out and which route he will take?"

The branch family member swallowed hard. "Lance's car is armored, everyone knows that, so I don't think we can take him out with conventional weapons."

“My idea is that we trap him somewhere, then pour gasoline on him and burn the whole car.”

"The car is bulletproof, but not against high temperatures or toxic gases. It also doesn't produce gunshots and won't have any major negative effects."

"As for how I know when Lance will go out and which route he will take, that's not really important."

"All we need to know is whether he has left the house or not."

Bob thought for a moment and nodded slightly. "As long as he goes out, he will definitely come back, and we can keep an eye on him on the way."

"This plan is feasible to some extent, but it also carries significant risks."

He pondered for a moment, then finally made up his mind: "We can give it a try. If it succeeds, it will solve a big problem."

"If he can assassinate Fran, then we can assassinate him!"

He repeated this sentence, which solidified his belief.

He considered the possibilities of success and failure. Success would naturally be the best outcome, leading to the Lance family's predicament and eventual annihilation.

It doesn't matter if we fail; Lance will simply intensify the fighting, and the situation won't get any worse than it is now, because it's already the worst it can get.

After a simple weighing of costs, risks, and benefits, he made his decision.

He then began to arrange manpower. Such an important task must be entrusted to people he trusted. At the same time, this could be considered an achievement, which would increase the success rate of his smooth transition of family power.

With everyone's collective wisdom, a project with a very straightforward name was born – "Assassination of Lance".

(End of this chapter)