Shadow Empire

Chapter 374 What did Lugal do in the last two hours?

"Thanks for your hard work."

Lucard patted his subordinates on the shoulders and watched as large amounts of wine were loaded into the warehouse.

These wines have been counted. With more than 50,000 yuan worth of goods, the harvest is not huge, but not small either.

Considering the recent crackdown on liquor smuggling by the Lans family, this is a considerable gain.

The Prohibition agents all had smiles on their faces.

Maybe at the beginning they really did what was said in the work manual. If they caught these privately brewed or smuggled liquors, they would count the quantity and destroy them publicly.

But now many agents will keep one or two bottles, or even a box, for themselves during this process!
Of course, this depends on who their boss is. If he is the kind of person who does not allow his subordinates to do this, then they will behave themselves.

But if they meet someone easy to talk to, like Lucard, they can take a bottle or two back.

As long as they didn't take them out for sale and weren't caught while selling them, Lucard would pretend not to see their little tricks.

This working habit was brought over from the previous police station. Before that, they would also divide the money in the police station. The fees collected from various places would be calculated and distributed uniformly.

He also gets a lot, about one or two hundred yuan each month.

He never thought that he shouldn't take the money. He was a criminal policeman, a very dangerous type of policeman in the police station.

People say patrol officers are dangerous because when they are on duty at the front line, they never know if those idiots will suddenly react with stress, pull out their guns and shoot at them.

But when the criminal police goes to investigate a case, there is a higher probability that those people will shoot him first!
Are you crazy working so hard for just forty bucks a month?
So this is not a bad habit, at least it promotes harmony among everyone.

As long as it doesn't affect "the pursuit of justice", he won't care too much.

Compared to the smiles on other people's faces, the smile on his face was obviously less.

That cunning Lance made him feel like he had prepared a delicious meal but lacked seasoning. It was boring because he couldn't catch a big case.

He would always be following Lance and chasing after him, which was not what he wanted.

The chaos in the city during this period has caused the bar's business to continue to decline. If it weren't for the bad business, it would have been affected to some extent. When he found this warehouse, he might not even have more than 50,000 yuan worth of liquor.

At the same time, he also had a doubt in his heart, whether Beno had betrayed him.

Alan is the new captain of the Lance family who is rising rapidly. He will definitely be able to access more family information.

Lucard had previously revealed some information to help Beno and Allen gain Lance's attention. Logically speaking, Allen and he should have been able to find out more important information, so why was the information given to him still of little weight?
Tens of thousands of dollars worth of liquor may be a lot for ordinary people, but for the increasingly hot smuggled liquor market and underground bars, it is just a few days' worth of goods.

What he was thinking about was whether Beno was using this "worthless" information to keep him hanging.

He decided to give it a try the next time he contacted Beno.

If Beno betrayed him, he would make Beno regret everything he had done.

If the other party does not betray, then he will continue to keep the secret for Beno.

On the top page of the desk note, he wrote the letter "B" and two question marks with a pen.

After reading it for a while, he tore off the note, shredded it, and threw it into the trash can.

He sorted out the report, reviewed it twice to make sure there were no problems, and then took the report to Director Dell's office.

Dale was on the phone and motioned for Lucar to wait a moment.

"...Okay, I understand. I will definitely not mess things up. Don't worry."

"Okay... That's it. I have other things to do here. I'll call you if I have any news."

Director Dell hung up the phone. He put his hands on his scalp starting from his hairline and stroked his hair back. The feeling of his palms pressing on his scalp relieved his stress a little.

The failure of the mayor's plan has put him in a passive position now. If the mayor can't stand it and gives up, then he, the former "pioneer of resistance", will have a hard time in Jingang City.

Although on the surface the Alcohol, Tobacco and Hazardous Products Administration is a vertical department and is not under the management of local governments, it is nonsense to say that it is not under the management of local governments at all.

After all, all agents have to live in this city, work, live here, and deal with the people and things here. They cannot be completely independent in the true sense.

He also had a terrible headache.

He temporarily suppressed the mess in his mind and looked up at Lukar. "What's the matter?"

Lucard handed the report over. He casually flipped through it and glanced at it. He was in no mood to read it now. After roughly understanding the cause, process and result of the incident, he signed his name on the last page of the document.

This is a report on a reward application. According to the regulations of the Hazardous Materials Administration, if a report of more than 10,000 yuan is successful, the reward can be 25% of the case value.

He was worried that Beno would betray him under Lance's golden bullet offensive, so he saved the bounties generated from the several pieces of information Beno provided.

He told Beno that the money would be given to him after his undercover career was over.

Clean money, no fear of using it, and plenty of it.

Like this time, he earned more than 13,000 yuan, which would be an astonishing number if accumulated several times!

After signing, Director Dell reported the application to Lucard and kept the case file.

"Well done, Lukar, I can't fault your work!"

After saying these words, the two looked at each other for more than ten seconds. It was not until Director Dale showed an expression of "What the hell are you still doing here" that Lucard stood up and said, "I'm going back to work."

Director Dale nodded, and just as Lucard was about to leave the room, he suddenly shouted, "Lucard..."

Lucard looked back at him in confusion, and he smiled, "You're doing great, keep it up, you're very important to us!"

This sentence... was obviously more like a politician's speech. Lucard smiled, saluted casually, and closed the door.

In the past, Director Dell would ask for some details and praise him constantly after receiving the report, but not this time. He guessed that it might be related to the recent situation, but it had nothing to do with him.

As soon as he sat down in his office, his secretary reminded him, "Your wife just called you. You'd better call her back."

"Thank you!" Lucard thanked him and picked up the phone. He dialed his home number and the call was answered quickly.

"Is there any action tonight?", his wife asked.

Lucard lit a cigarette, "No, what's wrong?"

"Come back early. I have prepared a sumptuous meal. I have something important to tell you in the evening."

"Hu..." He exhaled a puff of smoke and hesitated for a few seconds, "Okay, I'll be back soon."

I don’t know why, this is something that should make him happy, but he doesn’t feel any excitement at all.

The crime has been punished, so why is he even more upset?
The documents and reports on his desk suddenly made him feel indescribably irritated. He needed to take a break instead of continuing to work under pressure.

He said to his secretary, "I have to go out for a while. If anyone wants to see me but it's not urgent, please write down their name and ask them to call me tomorrow morning."

The secretary took note. “What if they are in a hurry?”

Lukar shook his head slightly, "Call my home phone at night."

After he said that, he left without looking back. He needed to go out and relax.

He first went to the finance office and put the money approved by the director into his bag, a total of seven stacks. Even he was tempted.

But he could hold on to these things more than grabbing what Lance brought him, as well as the possible economic benefits.

As soon as the car drove out of the Hazardous Materials Administration, he saw someone following him.

These people were Lance's men, he knew them, and they were being followed openly... No, it couldn't be called tracking anymore, it should be called surveillance!
At first he would try to get rid of these people or ask someone to cause trouble for them, but since it was of no practical use, he just ignored it.

He had no evidence that these people were following him, or were simply taking the same route as him and making the same choice.

As a law enforcement officer, he sometimes feels that federal law is shit.

He went to the bank to deposit money first. The female staff at the bank counter kept flirting with him. If he just nodded, they could have dinner together in the evening and find a hotel to rest after watching the movie. But he promised his wife to go back early.

It was still quite a long time before dinner time, so he drove to a nearby park, parked the car, bought some food, and walked into the park alone.

He needs to think seriously, think about himself, think about his work, and think about the future.

The hot dog was delicious, and the yellow mustard sauce added more flavor and possibility. He was like an ordinary person, sitting on a bench, eating and daydreaming.

His mind was filled with random thoughts, sometimes this, sometimes that.

In fact, he has been thinking about these questions recently. Is there any practical significance in staring at Lance? His reason tells him that there is actually no need.

There is still a lot of evil in this city, but his sensibility keeps telling him that he has been fooled!

Lucard is actually a proud man because he is very good.

He is very good, so he has obtained some things that others have not obtained.

The director's favor and career advancement.

His excellence and pride would not allow him to be fooled by a criminal without seeking revenge, even though he knew he shouldn't be so willful, he couldn't do it.

If humans could be 100% rational, the world would have perished long ago.

He didn't know how long he had stayed here. The sky was gradually getting darker and he had already finished the hot dog in his hand.

There was oil paper used to wrap the hot dog left next to a trash can not far away. It seemed that he did not throw it in like a slam dunk.

Many times people do this. They pick up the waste paper that needs to be thrown away, ball it up, and throw it into the trash can.

If you can make the shot, you will feel good for a while.

Just at this moment, two young men came over. They were wearing sailing team baseball caps and sailing team uniforms. One of them was holding a baseball glove and a baseball in his hands.

The other person was holding the sailing team's bat, which looked like a metal bat. They were all baseball fans.

In fact, up to now, baseball games in the federation are still mainly played with wooden bats, but many amateur enthusiasts use metal bats.

After all, metal bats are more durable. Although the price of a bat is not high, it is ultimately a consumable.

The sailing team performed well last year. The better a team performs, the more people will support it, and the more people will like this sport.

The federal government promotes and encourages baseball, so most parks have areas for playing baseball.

Seeing the young man seeming carefree, Lucard's eyes flashed with envy and jealousy. He had also been so carefree before.

The two were walking and passing the ball. Someone missed the ball and it suddenly rolled under the bench where Lucard was sitting.

The two young men looked at him with a shy smile, which he thought was a shy smile. He felt a little better and suddenly had an idea. He wanted to throw away all his troubles and the baseball!
"Let me do it!" He bent down. The ball was deep in the seat and he had to bend even lower to see it.

When his hand reached between his legs and deep under the seat and took a long time to get it out, his whole face turned red.

Just as he was about to straighten up, he saw four legs not far in front of him.

The brand new baseball sneakers don't look like they have ever been played on the grass. Everyone knows that baseball players' shoes cannot be clean.

He even saw the label still on the back of the shoes. This pair of shoes was newly bought, even just now!
Then came the clean white elastic stockings, free of dust, snow-white and clean.

Perhaps it was the close observation that made him notice something wrong; the two men did not look like they had just finished playing baseball.

Suddenly, a thought that made him break out in a cold sweat came into his mind. He held the snow-white baseball in his hand, but did not fully straighten his back. He looked up at the two people and said, "I am..."

With a "dong" sound, the sound of a metal baseball bat hitting his head was heard, and he was knocked to the side.

He fell to the ground, having completely lost his balance due to being hit on the head.

Whether it was because of nervousness or some other reason, he tightly grasped the baseball in his hands and tried to climb up by using his hands and feet to support himself on the bench.

The young man wearing the baseball glove squatted in front of him and looked at him.

Lucard, whose eyes had become somewhat stiff, also looked at the other party.

"Mr. Lance asked me to tell you that he didn't kill you, not because he didn't dare, but because he didn't want to."

"But you've dug your own grave, Lukar."

The more excited Lucard became, the tighter he held the baseball in his hand. He wanted to say something, but for some reason he just couldn't.

It was as if he had been hit on the head, which made him lose the ability to speak. His whole face turned red. Just when he felt that he was about to "hold it out", he suddenly heard a crisp "dong" sound in his ears.

His gaze rested on the face of the young man in front of him. There was some blood splattered on his face and hat.

Unable to support himself any longer, he collapsed completely in front of the bench.

But then came the second one.

There is a third time.

Some people in the distance saw what was happening here and left quickly.

In the park, next to the bench, there was only a young or middle-aged man lying on the ground and two young men standing in front of him.

As the bat fell again and again, Lucard's body twitched violently after making a "pop" sound when it hit the water.

About thirty or forty seconds later, the young man swinging the bat gasped for breath. He stood there holding his waist and said, "It's almost done."

Another young man began searching his body, taking out all his belongings and putting them in a brown paper bag.

He searched very carefully, even putting lighters and cigarette boxes in there.

After searching all of this, he glanced at the baseball in Lucard's hand and pulled hard, but it didn't come out!
His five fingers had pressed the surface of the sphere so hard that it dented. He tried to pry his fingers apart, but failed!

"Shit!" He was a little angry. This ball cost him fifteen cents!

His companion nudged him. “Never mind. It’s just a baseball!”

The young man stood up, and the two of them looked around and quickly ran towards the depths of the park, leaving behind a man with a smashed face that could not be identified lying there.

The blood began to slowly spread from his face and the back of his head to the surrounding area, like a flower slowly blooming!

At this time, Lucar's wife was humming a cheerful tune while cooking dinner. She bought a lot of ingredients and carefully prepared a sumptuous dinner.

She has a surprise for Lukar, she's pregnant!

She is going to be a mother, and Lucal is going to be a father. They will welcome a new life and form a complete family.

When he thought of this, he was really looking forward to the expression on Lukar's face when he heard the good news.

He will definitely be surprised, then delighted, and finally hug me and spin in the air!

Thinking of the happy smile on her face, what could be happier than a happy family welcoming a little life?
Director Charlie sat in his office smoking a cigarette, looking at the gradually appearing sunset outside the window with a sad face, his mind filled with the terrible situations he would face now and in the future.

The glow of the sunset also shone through the window onto Beno's face. He sat on a chair and looked towards the city center. For some reason, he felt that today's sunset was particularly red and bright.

The door of Lance's office suddenly opened, and Alan walked out. The three people sitting at the door suddenly stood up.

Beno threw the cigarette on the floor and crushed it with his foot. "Are you done?"

Alan nodded, a smile on his face, "It's over."

Beno asked, "We have new jobs?"

Alan smiled, "Yes, new job..."

(End of this chapter)