Shadow Empire

Chapter 293: Silencing and Conversation

"Why didn't Dover come today?"

Carles Greg was still a little surprised. He knew the guy with a middle-parted hair who often appeared around Paul. Dover said he was one of his many uncles.

But there was a lack of reverence in his tone.

If you expect a young person to be in awe of an old person, then the old person must be able to decide the young person's fate in some way.

For example, the elderly hold wealth and power and can influence the young people. Only in this way will the young people feel awe of the elderly.

It's like half-grown children who fear their parents not only because they are afraid of being beaten, but more importantly, they need to rely on their parents to survive.

The middle-parted man is not as powerful as Paul. Although he also has a high status in the family, Dover doesn't think he can control him.

As a result, this also made Cares feel that the man with the middle-parted hair might just be an identity similar to that of a butler.

And he is Dover's friend.

Of course, Cares still respects the man with the middle-parted hair, after all, he is Dover's uncle and Paul's brother.

The man with the middle-parted hair smiled broadly, not showing any anger at all. He crossed his legs and placed his hands on his knees. "I don't know where Dover went to play."

"I have to say, Kares, you did something not very smart together."

Carres, who was sitting behind the table, asked cautiously, "What do you mean by 'not so smart things'?"

"Attack on Lance's convoy."

Hearing this, Carres was not so nervous anymore. He even smiled. "Sir, you may not know that we were just a little bit away from killing him."

"If it happens again, I make sure he never leaves that street alive!"

"They are shameless and modified the vehicle, but this also gives us an idea."

He talked about some of his experiences after the attack on Lance, which included the modification of the vehicle, which was a very important modification.

Not only him, many people are probably starting to modify their vehicles to make them stronger and less likely to be smashed into pieces.

He witnessed the fierce resistance of the Lance family, but he also thought of a way to deal with it. "Next time I will bring explosives. I promise that this time I will be able to send them all to the sky!"

He thought the girl with the middle-parted hair came to blame him for why he failed, and he had to make up for it.

The middle-parted man shook his head, "But they got away alive this time."

For the middle-parted hair, this is not a matter of if it will happen next time or not. The fact that Lance is still alive means that this is the biggest failure.

He didn't know Lance, he had only heard of him. He had no friendship with Lance and had no interest in him.

But he knew one thing, if Lance had died at that time, then there wouldn't be so many things happening now.

But Lance is not dead, so...

"Mr. Paul has some connections with Lance, which will make it difficult for Mr. Paul to do this. He doesn't want others to know that this was done by Dover and you. Do you understand what I mean?"

"So if you told anyone else, it's best to remember this person's name, find him, send him away, and let him hide somewhere else."

"Let him come back when this is over."

"Think about it carefully. Does anyone else know that this was a decision made by you and Dover?"

Listening to the words of the middle-parted man, Carres fell into a more detailed recollection. He recalled everything that happened that day and finally shook his head, "I am the only one who knows about this."

"What I told them was that this operation was carried out because we wanted to invade the Imperial Zone."

The underground war in the city center is now very fierce. The Bear Gang is trying to seize the core position in the city center and is fighting with the Keane family, one of the five major families.

No matter who wins or loses, the city center will definitely not be a good place in the future. It is reasonable for Cares to want to leave. This statement makes sense, and it is also his true thought.

If Lance was really dead, he should have led his men to attack the Lance family's territory in the Imperial District. Unfortunately, Lance is not dead. It's such a pity!
He felt a little emotional, but what he didn't know was that the guy with the middle-parted hair felt a little relieved.

Since no one else knew about this, the task Paul entrusted to him was basically half completed.

The man with the middle-parted hair recalled the information he got from his family about Carres, "I heard that you cooperated with Dover to get some drugs and sell them overseas?"

Carres didn't know why the middle-parted man asked such a question, but he nodded anyway, "Yes, the Federation's special medicine is a best-seller all over the world. No matter what it is, it can be sold at a very good price."

"Especially in Sariana, their price is several or even dozens of times that of the same weight of gold!"

Sariana is another continent where science and technology are relatively backward, but the rulers are very rich.

They fear death and desire to have a healthier and longer life.

The medicines from the Federation are very popular among them. The kings and emperors of some forces would sit on a high throne and let the merchants carrying special medicines put their medicines on a scale.

Then, once they had agreed on a price, they would adjust the scales and then place larger chunks of gold on another scale until they balanced!
Cares wants to expand this business. If this business can be done well, it will be more profitable than selling alcohol!

The purpose of his saying this was also to hope to get more special medicines from the Pasletto family through the middle-parted hairstyle.

Dover could only give him a small amount of medicine each time, two or three boxes, seven or eight boxes, or ten boxes, which was the limit.

But even with such a small amount, he still made a lot of money.

At this moment, his breathing became rapid. If he could get more special medicines, he could obtain huge amounts of wealth in a very short period of time, as well as the friendship from the rulers of those backward areas!
People who have not been to those backward countries will never know what privilege means in those countries!
Helps the rulers maintain healthy friendships, enough to make him a handful just behind the group of rulers!

The man with the middle-parted hair smiled more clearly. He took out a folded paper from his pocket and motioned him to come over. "Take a look at what you can use."

Carres was overjoyed when he heard this. He quickly walked around the table, slightly bent over, and reached out to take the list from the man with the middle parting hair. "Let me take a good look at it."

The list contains many specific medicines and their prices.

Seeing those low purchase prices and comparing them with the prices of gold of the same weight in remote areas in his mind, which might be dozens of times higher, or even more, Cares's Adam's apple slid up and down several times.

Just as he was concentrating on thinking about which goods to take, he almost subconsciously looked up at the man with the middle-parted hair, but he was stunned.

Because the smile on the man with the middle-parted hair was gone, there was only a cold expression, and he looked at her with even colder eyes!
Just when he didn't understand why the man with the middle-parted hair had such an expression, he suddenly felt something shake in front of his eyes, as if it was sinking in front of him, and then he suddenly grabbed his neck with both hands.

It's a noose!
The huge force seemed to make the thin rope strangle his neck, and his whole face turned red in an instant!

The man behind him grabbed the rope with both hands, turned his back to him, and then carried Cares on his back like a sack!
He struggled in the air, kicking hard, trying to use his elbows on both sides to elbow the person behind him, but although he could hit, it was not the elbows but the upper arms, and he could not cause any substantial harm to the person behind him!

The noose was getting tighter and tighter and had been deeply embedded in his flesh. He gave up attacking the people behind him and tried to tear the noose open a little so that he could breathe a breath of air!
The girl with middle-parted hair looked at him quietly while holding a cup of coffee, her expression so calm that it made people feel uneasy.

The more he struggled, the faster he died. His face had begun to turn purple, which indicated that the countdown to the death knell for him had begun.

After a while, after struggling violently for a few times without success, his hands naturally dropped down, his whole face turned purple, and his eyeballs were bulging out!
It lasted another ten seconds before he was let down. The noose had already eaten into his flesh and blood, and when the noose was removed, a circle of skin and flesh on his neck had already cracked.

The man helped him back to his chair, helped him to pose, and drank the little coffee in the cup with his middle-parted hair, then stood up and walked to the door.

He picked up his soft-brimmed hat, used the brim to sweep off any cigarette ash that might have gotten on him, and then pressed it against his head.

With one last look at Cares, he left the club with his men.

In fact, he knew that if Lance really wanted to find out the truth, killing Cares alone would not stop Lance.

The best solution would actually be to hand over Dover, but he thought that was unlikely.

Paul was so grateful to Dover's father that he could not give Dover away. Dover's father died for him, and if he did so, he would disappoint many people, even though everyone did not like his arrangement for Dover.

The two walked through the club and came to the outside of the building. The night wind was no longer as cool as it was in the summer.

Standing on the steps and looking at the bustling city center, the man with the middle-parted hair seemed to have a layer of haze in his heart.

When they were going down the stairs, they saw a dozen cars suddenly stopped at the bottom of the stairs. The people behind the man with the middle-parted hair blocked his way directly. They looked at these people vigilantly.

When the man's gaze fell on Lance's face, he used his hand to push away the person in front of him, whispered "It's okay", and continued to walk down.

At this time, some of the Segions who were maintaining order outside the club had discovered something was wrong, and they ran back to the club. Amid the screams of some passers-by, Lance and his men chased after them with weapons in hand.

During this process, he caught a glimpse of the man with middle-parted hair who was already standing at the edge of the stairs. The other person stood there, picked up his hat with his hand, nodded and smiled at him.

Lance gave Morris a signal, and both of them looked at the middle-parted hair, and then Morris shook his head.

This person is not Carres.

Lance nodded slightly, then caught up with the crowd and rushed forward.

The middle-parted man was actually not as calm as he appeared. He just breathed a sigh of relief. If they had arrived a little later...

The consequences are unimaginable!

Fortunately, they arrived faster and in time. I hope that Cares, who is already dead, can give Lance a surprise!

He walked down the stairs and got into the car. He patted the driver's seat, and the car quickly disappeared into the night.

Just as his car disappeared into the night, violent gunshots rang out!

More than ten minutes later, Lance kicked open the door of the manager's office on the third floor of the club and saw Cares, who had been dead for a while, sitting in a chair with his head tilted back.

Everyone was stunned for a moment. Lance wiped the blood off his face, walked to the desk and touched his neck, which was completely cold.

Erwin was also a little bit unbelievable. How could Cares be dead before they even took any action?

"Go grab someone," Lance said.

Soon a Segion was dragged in by his hair. Lance made him stand in front of Kares, pointed at him and asked, "Who is this?"

The man had a look of dejection and disbelief. He stared at Cares's purple face and said in disbelief, "You killed Cares..."

Lance raised his hand and fired a shot. The bullet blew off the back of his skull and shot into the floor. He kept a look of shock on his face until his death.

Hiram walked over to Kares' body and checked his wounds. "He was strangled."

This made some people laugh, and some even joked, "I really wouldn't have noticed if you hadn't told me!"

"He's been silenced." Lance put away his weapon. "Let's go first. The police are coming soon."

The group quickly left the club, having accomplished half of their mission, as Carres was dead.

But no one was happy, because they didn't kill Cares, and his death was because someone wanted him to keep a secret, not to vent Lance's anger!

Police cars quickly surrounded the club, but there was nothing valuable here except bullet shells and dead bodies.

The newly appointed chief of the downtown police station strode into the manager's office and immediately saw the body slumped over with its head pierced.

And Cales, who was sitting on a chair with his head tilted and "looking" at him.

He had actually been here several times, and everything here was very familiar to him. He came to Cares, observed him with a unhappy expression, and confirmed that Cares was also dead.

The officers seemed relieved, which was probably for the best.

Scumbags fought with each other, and a bunch of scumbags died.

This is also one of the reasons why the police were very slow to respond during this period. On the one hand, they needed to mobilize police forces to deal with exchanges of fire.

On the other hand, they also hope that more people will die on both sides of the fight, and that they will step out to clean up the mess when only one person is left.

In fact, not all police officers may know who committed this crime, but those above the middle level are very clear about it.

They had just attacked Lance's convoy and were immediately retaliated against. No one would believe that this had nothing to do with Lance!

On the way back, the more Lance thought about it, the more he felt that there was something wrong with the person who greeted him on the stairs.

But it was too dark at the time, and he couldn't see the man's face clearly. He just had a vague impression of it.

It would be too difficult to find someone in Jingang City based on a vague impression!

Even though Cares was dead, Lance couldn't be happy at all.

What made him even more unhappy was that the next morning, the entire Golden Port City was reporting that Lance had killed Carres again.

They also gave Lance a nickname - "Boss Killer", to mock the fact that three gang leaders had fallen into his hands.

Alberto also called early in the morning to ask what happened last night.

"When I entered the office, Carres had been dead for a while. It was obvious that someone was trying to silence him. Do you understand what I mean?"

Originally, Alberto's purpose of making this call was to find out what Lance had to say and whether he had obtained any information from Cares.

But unexpectedly, although Lance seemed to have gained nothing, he also got what he wanted.

When he began to suspect that someone in the Pasletto family had betrayed his information, he was not so sure.

The silencing of Cares meant that his guess was confirmed.

This made Alberto feel a little awkward. He opened his mouth several times to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

Staying silent all the time is not a good idea. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind. "Last time, didn't you ask me to find out when Luigi would deliver the goods?"

"Recently, the Bear Gang has placed an order for a large amount of alcoholic beverages from them. It will be shipped by at least two ships and will arrive on the 8th or 9th."

Alberto avoided the question and context just now, which actually made Lance feel a little relieved.

Alberto had helped him a lot, and he didn't want to see them part ways on bad terms because of this matter.

But he believed that neither Alberto nor himself could avoid this matter in the end and they had to face it.

At this time, Lance hadn't figured out what to do. He thanked Alberto first, then after thinking for a while, he said softly, "I want to meet with Paul. Please help me arrange it."

Alberto thought for a long time before answering him with a "hmm". "I'll let you know when there's news."

"Okay...thank you for the news."

After that, the two hung up the phone. Alberto hesitated for a long time, but finally picked up the phone and dialed Paul's number.

Paul seemed to be in a better mood today than the previous two days. At least he didn't hang up the phone impatiently.

"Lance said he wanted to meet with you. He may know that it was our people who did it. He found Cares last night, but was killed in advance. He has increased his suspicion of the family, Paul."

Paul also had a headache. After thinking for a while, he told Alberto, "It's in your bar..."

(End of this chapter)