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Chapter 185 Clues to New Drugs

After saying that, Old Harry suddenly pulled out a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at Duke. However, at this moment, Hans quickly made a move and snatched Old Harry's pistol away with a beautiful grab.

"Old Harry, you lose," Hans said coldly. "Do you think your threats and violence can solve the problem? Let me tell you, the power of justice is infinite. You will never be able to defeat it."

Old Harry slumped to the ground, despair gleaming in his eyes. He knew he had truly lost. The Carlos Chamber of Commerce's crimes had been exposed, and he would not be able to escape legal punishment.

The next day, at dawn, the hustle and bustle of the city had yet to fully awaken, but the Carlos Chamber of Commerce headquarters was already bustling with activity. The doors to the conference room were closed, and the Chamber's executives sat together in a solemn atmosphere that seemed to freeze even water. Outside the window, sunlight tried to penetrate the clouds, but it seemed unable to even dispel the building's shadow.

"Did you see the news last night?" Chamber of Commerce President Carlos' voice was low and powerful. His eyes swept across everyone's faces with unquestionable majesty. "Old Harry's affairs have caused quite a stir."

Vice President Jack coughed lightly, trying to ease the atmosphere. "President, we have followed your instructions and severed ties with the Manhattan branch. All the blame has been placed on Old Harry. Now, we just need to wait for the storm to pass so we can reshuffle the deck and continue our plan."

Carlos nodded, but his face didn't show any relief. "You did a good job, but it's not enough. Old Harry may be a scapegoat, but he is one of ours after all. If he can't hold it in and tells everything, we will still be implicated."

"So what you mean is..." Jack asked tentatively.

Carlos's eyes turned cold: "Shut him up forever."

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, the prison gates slowly opened, and Old Harry was led out by guards. His face was haggard, and his eyes gleamed with despair. Since his arrest by the FBI, he had been held here, awaiting trial. However, he never imagined that the Carlos Chamber of Commerce, to which he had once been loyal, would abandon him so easily.

"Old Harry, someone is here to see you." The voice of the prison guard interrupted his thoughts.

Old Harry looked up and saw a strange lawyer standing outside the door. His heart tightened. Could this be someone sent by the Carlos Chamber of Commerce?
The lawyer walked in and introduced himself: "I am the lawyer appointed by the Carlos Chamber of Commerce. I am here to discuss your case with you."

Old Harry sneered: "Talk about the case? Haven't you already made me a scapegoat? What else is there to talk about?"

The lawyer's expression remained unchanged. "Old Harry, you should know that the Carlos Chamber of Commerce will not tolerate anyone who threatens it. Your current situation is not optimistic."

Old Harry gnashed his teeth and said, "What do you want? Kill me?"

The lawyer didn't answer directly. Instead, he took out a photo from his pocket and placed it on the table. "This is your family. They are safe now, but if you continue like this, I can't guarantee it."

Old Harry's face turned pale instantly. He knew full well how cruel the Carlos Chamber of Commerce was. If his family fell into their hands, the consequences would be disastrous.

"What do you want me to do?" he asked weakly.

The lawyer smiled faintly: "It's very simple. You just need to admit all your crimes, and then..." He made a gesture of wiping his neck, "In this way, your family will receive a generous pension, and they can live a stable life."

Old Harry fell silent. He knew he had no choice. If he didn't do this, not only would he die, but his family would also be implicated. However, if he really did this, he would become the real sinner and could never wash away his guilt.

Seeing his hesitation, the lawyer added fuel to the fire, "Old Harry, you should know that the Carlos Chamber of Commerce has severed ties with the Manhattan branch. You're all alone now, and no one can save you. And even if you spill the beans, what good will it do? The power behind the Carlos Chamber of Commerce is beyond your imagination. You'll only harm yourself and your family by doing this."

Old Harry's heart was filled with struggle. He knew he was in a desperate situation, but he was unwilling to give in. He looked up at his lawyer, his eyes gleaming with determination: "Tell me, if I do this, will my family really be safe?"

The lawyer nodded. “I can assure you that as long as you do what we ask, your family will receive the best care.”

Old Harry took a deep breath, as if he had made a decision. He slowly said, "Okay, I promise you. But I want you to let me see my family first and make sure they are safe."

The lawyer smiled faintly. "Of course. We'll arrange it right away."

However, just as Old Harry reached an agreement with his lawyer, Lynn and Hans sensed something was amiss. They knew the cunning and cruel nature of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce, and they also understood Old Harry's importance to them. If they couldn't rescue Old Harry quickly, he would likely become another pawn in the hands of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce.

"Hans, I think something's wrong." Lynn frowned. "The Carlos Chamber of Commerce suddenly cut ties with the Manhattan branch and put all the blame on Old Harry. This is completely unreasonable."

Hans nodded. "I think so too. They're clearly trying to make Old Harry a scapegoat. We must find him as soon as possible and prevent him from falling into the hands of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce."

The two men quickly took action. They found out where Old Harry was being held through various channels and developed a detailed rescue plan. However, when they arrived at the prison, they found that Old Harry had been transferred.

"Damn it!" Lin En cursed, "They are so cunning!"

Hans did not give up: "Don't worry, we still have a chance. They will definitely take Old Harry to a safe place. As long as we can find that place, we can rescue him."

The two continued to track Old Harry's whereabouts. After a lot of hard work, they finally found the place where Old Harry was imprisoned. However, when they arrived, they found that Old Harry had already...

"No!" Lin En exclaimed and rushed into the room. He saw Old Harry lying on the ground, his eyes closed, no longer breathing. In his hand was a photo of his family.

Hans walked in and looked at Old Harry's body, his eyes flashing with anger and sadness: "How could they be so cruel! Old Harry, we will definitely seek justice for you!"

Lin En clenched his fists, his eyes gleaming with determination. "Carlos Chamber of Commerce, just wait and see! We will definitely expose your crimes and let everyone know your true colors!"

The next day.

In Manhattan, towering skyscrapers gleam with a cold light in the night sky, gleaming against the stars. This is one of the most prosperous cities in the world, but also a battlefield where evil and justice intertwine.

Inside the FBI office, the lights were dim and the atmosphere was solemn. Hans, an experienced FBI agent, hurried into the office, clutching a document. His gaze searched the office, finally settling on Lynn.

"Lynn, take a look at this." Hans handed the document to Lynn, his brow furrowed. "This is the intelligence we recently received. The Viper Gang in Manhattan has started selling a new type of drug."

Lin En put down her work and took the document with doubt. She flipped it open, quickly scanning the contents, and her expression gradually became solemn.

"The composition of this new drug is very complex. It is extremely harmful to the human body and highly addictive." Lin En put down the documents and looked at Hans. "We must take action immediately."

"Yes, I've already arranged for someone to investigate." Hans nodded. "We've already apprehended some thugs. We hope to get more clues from them."

As the two were talking, an agent walked in and reported that the interrogation room was ready and they could start interrogating the captured thugs at any time. Lynn and Hans looked at each other, then stood up and went to the interrogation room.

In the interrogation room, under the dim light, a gangster-like man was handcuffed to a chair, looking depressed. Hans and Lynn sat across from him, ready to begin the interrogation.

"Tell us, where does the Viper Gang trade this new drug?" Hans asked sternly.

The thug raised his head and smiled disdainfully: "Aren't you FBI members quite capable? Check it out yourself."

Lin En frowned, knowing that this head-on approach would not yield any results. She took a deep breath and tried a different approach. "We just want to know the truth. If you can cooperate with us, perhaps we can help mitigate some of your guilt."

After hearing what Lin En said, the gangster's eyes flickered with hesitation. He was silent for a moment, as if weighing the pros and cons.

"Okay, let me tell you," the thug finally spoke. "I only know they often trade at the Muse Bar. I don't know the specific times or details." "Muse Bar?" Lin En and Hans exchanged glances, each seeing surprise in the other's eyes. This was an important clue!

"Are you sure?" Hans asked.

"Sure." The thug nodded, "I saw them go in and out of there with my own eyes."

After obtaining the key information, Lynn and Hans immediately began to deploy their operations. They contacted other agents and prepared to conduct a secret investigation of the Muse Bar.

However, things don't go as planned. Muse Bar is a famous underground bar in Manhattan, with complicated power relations behind it. Lynn and Hans must act carefully to avoid alerting the enemy.

As night fell, an inexplicable, inexplicable atmosphere permeated the streets of Manhattan. Lynn and Hans, leading an elite FBI team, quietly arrived at the door of the Muse Bar. The bar's heavy door seemed to separate two worlds: calm and justice outside, the unknown and possible evil within.

"Are you ready?" Lynn turned to look at Hans, a determined glint in his eyes.

Hans nodded, checked the pistol on his waist, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go in. Be careful."

As the door slowly opened, blaring music and dim lights washed over them. The interior of the Muse Bar was filled with smoke, and a mix of people made it difficult to tell who was the target and who was an innocent passerby.

Lynn and Hans exchanged a glance and split up in tacit agreement. They led their team to disperse throughout the bar, secretly observing everyone's movements.

However, after searching for a long time, they found no trace of the new drugs, only some old-fashioned drugs and a few thugs engaged in the sale.

"How could this happen?" Lin En frowned and looked at the old-fashioned drugs in his hand. "Is the information wrong?"

Hans also came over. He took a look at the drugs, his expression grave. "It seems the Viper Gang is more cunning than we thought. They may have moved the new drugs ahead of time, or they may not have left them here at all."

"So what do we do now?" asked a team member.

Lin En pondered for a moment, then looked up and said, "Let's take these thugs back for interrogation first to see if we can get more clues from them. At the same time, we also need to re-examine the reliability of our intelligence sources."

At that moment, a commotion erupted inside the bar. A drunk customer had gotten into a fight with the bar's security. This sudden incident caught everyone's attention, including Lynn and Hans.

"Wait, that guy..." Lin En suddenly pointed at a man in the conflict and said, "The tattoo on his hand is the symbol of the Viper Gang!"

Upon hearing this, Hans immediately drew his gun and pointed it at the man, shouting, "FBI! Don't move!"

The atmosphere in the bar suddenly became tense. The man obviously didn't expect to encounter the FBI here. He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly ran away.

"Chase!" Lynn and Hans led the team to chase quickly.

A thrilling chase unfolded inside the bar. The man nimbly weaved between the crowd and the tables and chairs, trying to shake off his pursuers. But Lynn, Hans, and the others were no pushovers; they pursued him relentlessly, gradually closing in on him.

Just as they were about to catch the man, he suddenly pulled out a pistol from his waist and turned around to fire several shots. Lin En, Hans and the others quickly dodged, but one of the team members was unfortunately hit.

"Damn it!" Hans roared, aiming at the man and firing a shot. The bullet accurately hit the man's arm, and he screamed, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

Lin En took the opportunity to rush forward and subdued the man with a beautiful grappling move. She gasped and looked at the man, her eyes flashing with anger and victory.

"Tell me! Where is the new drug?" Lin En asked sternly.

The man just sneered: "You FBI are no better than this."

Hans walked over and kicked the man: "Stop talking nonsense! Tell us where the new drugs are, or you will regret it!"

However, no matter how hard they pressed, the man refused to reveal any information. Lynn and Hans knew that this was not a solution, so they decided to take him back to FBI headquarters for further questioning.

On the way back to headquarters, Lin En stared out the window, lost in thought. Although they had apprehended several thugs and a member of the Viper Gang, they hadn't found any new drugs. This left her feeling frustrated and resigned.

"Don't lose heart." Hans seemed to see through her thoughts. "At least we have found a breakthrough. I believe that as long as we keep working hard, we will be able to uncover the true face of the Viper Gang."

Hearing this, Lin En turned to look at Hans, a determined light flashing in his eyes. "You're right. We can't give up just like that. As long as new drugs are not eliminated, more people will be harmed. We must fight for those innocent victims!"

Their eyes met in mid-air, and they both saw the determination and resolve in each other's eyes. They knew the road ahead was long and difficult, but as long as they worked together, they would be able to overcome all difficulties and uncover the truth!

After returning to FBI headquarters, Lynn and Hans immediately interrogated the man. They used various tactics and techniques to try to pry him open, but the results were unsatisfactory. The man seemed to have received professional training and was extremely resistant to interrogation.

However, just as they were about to lose their patience, an unexpected clue emerged. It turned out that during the search of the Muse Bar, one of the team members accidentally took a photo. The photo showed the man and another mysterious figure in a transaction, with a warehouse sign faintly visible in the background.

Lin En and Hans looked at the information on the photo, a hint of surprise flashing in their eyes. They immediately conducted a detailed analysis and comparison of the photos, and finally determined the location of the warehouse.

"Looks like this is where the Viper Gang is hiding their new drug!" Lin En said excitedly, "We have to search it quickly!"

Hans nodded. "We can't fail again this time! We must find the new drug and wipe out the Viper Gang!"

Inside the FBI office, Lin En was furrowing his brow as he carefully analyzed the warehouse's data on his computer screen. After days of in-depth investigation, he had finally identified the true owner of this mysterious warehouse—shipping tycoon Ward.

"Ward..." Lin En muttered to himself, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the table. "This shipping giant is not only incredibly wealthy, but he also possesses such a large private army. It's simply a small military fortress."

He knew that if he wanted to search Ward's warehouse, FBI identification alone was far from enough. Ward's power was huge, and without solid evidence and a legal search warrant, any unauthorized action could lead to unpredictable consequences.

Lin En took a deep breath and decided to ask his boss for a search warrant. He sorted out the documents in his hand, stood up, and walked towards his boss's office.

"Knock, knock, knock—" Lynn knocked on the door politely.

"Come in." The boss's voice came from behind the door.

Lin En pushed open the door and walked in. He placed the information in his hand on his boss's desk and then elaborated on his findings and suspicions.

"So, you want me to issue a search warrant and let you search Ward's warehouse?" The boss looked up at him and asked after listening to Lynn's report.

"Yes, sir." Lynn nodded firmly. "I believe that the new type of drug we have been pursuing is hidden there. This is the most important clue we have at the moment."

(End of this chapter)