American variety show: The Godfather, the Peace Ambassador, what the heck?

Chapter 85 The target of public criticism
A month before the public rally, New York's nights were already bustling with excitement.

That night, Brian and Leon accompanied the police and FBI to cooperate with the taking of statements and investigations—this was Luca's order.

Lyon, under Luca's orders, knew what could and couldn't be said. Besides, he had indeed been secretly watching the matter, but the so-called "protecting the white tiger" was just disguised surveillance, watching the white tiger get killed. That didn't matter anymore; Lyon had a lot of relevant clues that could help the police find the real culprit.

As for Brian...
David was taking a statement: "Brian, did you run over the criminal's car again this time?"

"What do you mean, 'It's me again'?" Brian said speechlessly. "Uh, it's me. My boss, Pigeon, told me to do this."

“You said the same thing at the airport last time.”

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"Well done, though. Without you, it would have been much more difficult for us to capture these people."

David patted Brian on the shoulder with an admiring look, "No wonder you follow Old Pigeon, you have a good sense of purpose. I think you can become a peace ambassador in the future."

"It's not that I'm a guy," Brian thought to himself, feeling a bit frustrated. "I'm actually an FBI agent, and I'm collecting evidence against Old Pigeon. How come I always end up solving cases for the police?"
Brian, who had gone undercover, sighed, "Officer, could you please cancel my red-light violations? After all, I'm doing this to catch the murderer."

David: "Of course, no problem."

Brian: "Can the car repair costs be reimbursed?"

David: "."

After cooperating with the investigation and giving their statements, the police and the FBI quickly identified the mastermind: John Gottlieb.

Those assassins were all partners in the Gambino family and Gaudi's men, but they insisted that it wasn't Gaudi who ordered them, but that it was their own idea.

The Mafia's rule of silence.

This thing is indeed useful when dealing with the authorities. Since the murderer is not confessing, the police have no way to deal with Gaudi for the time being.

We can't arrest people directly, but inviting them over for tea, investigation, and questioning is perfectly acceptable.

Before that, David made a suggestion to Denham.

“Let’s find Richie first,” David said with a smile. “Didn’t Old Pigeon tell us before he left that if the murderer doesn’t cooperate, we can have Richie persuade them?”

Rich Roberts, once a key figure in the War on Drugs who turned drug lord Frank, has now transitioned into a lawyer thanks to his silver tongue and persuasive skills.

It is said that he is currently helping Frank with his lawsuit.

That's pretty impressive. He personally sent someone to jail, then quit his job to become a lawyer and help them get a reduced sentence. No wonder Frank confessed everything to Richie.

Denham and McLean thought about it and actually thought it was a good suggestion.
Richie is a genius!

David immediately called Richie, "Richie, I have a case here."

Richie yelled, "It's already 10 p.m.!"

David remained calm: "This case is related to Old Pigeon, and I promised to give him an explanation."

Richie: "Okay, I'll be right there."

Without asking for details, David only heard the woman's plea for him to stay on the phone, but Richie refused.

David was a little embarrassed. That bastard Richie got divorced and found a new love so quickly?

Less than half an hour later, Richie arrived at the police station, looking travel-worn. After learning the whole story and Old Pigeon's demands, he nodded and asked, "I'll help Old Pigeon handle this. What are your bottom lines? I need to be able to negotiate terms regarding the murderers."

Denham said in a low voice, "You can talk all you want. Let's get the old pigeon's instructions sorted out first, and we'll handle the rest."

Richie knew what to do. "Give me three separate rooms."

Richie's strategy was simple: since three people were involved in the murder, he would sow discord, turn them against each other, deceive them, and cover it up.

The three murderers were isolated and unaware of the others' situation. When they heard Richie say that his accomplice had confessed all the information, the three of them panicked.

But they still wouldn't let go.

Anyone who betrays the leader will be executed!
I'm not going to tell!
So what if I go to jail? At least I won't die.
“You’ll die even if you don’t confess.” Richie, who understood the law of silence, threatened them directly. “If you dared to kill the White Tiger, Pigeon will never let you off! Staying in prison will only hasten your death!”

Freed from the constraints of his police identity, Richie had let loose. Seeing the killer's ugly expression, he continued to threaten, "You should know Pigeon's methods better than I do. Butcher? That nickname must have been given to him by your mafia."

His body shuddered involuntarily, but the murderer shook his head again. "Don't waste your time. I won't tell. Otherwise, none of my family members will survive. My children, my wife—they will all be executed."

"Won't the butcher kill your family?"

"..." The murderer looked desperate. "At least my family will protect them, and they still have a chance to survive. If I tell them, neither my family nor the butcher will let me go."

He saw things very clearly. If he didn't speak, he could still get the protection of his family; if he did speak, he would be completely isolated and helpless. Did he think that if he confessed, Pigeon would let him off the hook?

“I can persuade Pigeon to let you go, and you can even get police protection. You can join the witness protection program, change your identity, and leave New York with your family to a place without the Mafia. Is living more important, or remaining silent?”

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A glimmer of hope flickered in the killer's eyes. "Are you telling the truth? The pigeon will let me go?"

"Of course I wouldn't lie to you. Do you need me to make a call and ask Pigeon? Your accomplices have already cooperated with me, and they've all received Pigeon's forgiveness."

Richie shrugged. "Dove believes you were instigated. What he really wants is the life of the person behind you."

The murderer lowered his head and remained silent.

Richie continued, “You can completely trust my abilities. You know Frank, right? I’m his lawyer now. He had a 75-year sentence, and I reduced it by 10 years in just over a month! Listen, man, I’m not a cop, I’m a lawyer. I’m here to get you the best possible terms. If you cooperate, your family will be protected the very next day.”

The murderer looked up: "How can I trust you?"

Soon, Denham, David, and even Jimmy appeared at the scene.

“Is that enough?” Richie asked.

Upon seeing Jimmy, the killer sighed, "Okay, I'll cooperate."

The same tactic was then used on the other two murderers. In the end, the two cooperated, and one of them refused to talk no matter what.

When the three murderers met and communicated with each other, the last person's spine finally broke.

All recruits.

All three agreed to charge John Gaudi.

The charges are one thing, but Gaudi still needs to be taken to the police station for questioning. If Gaudi doesn't plead guilty, the matter will eventually go to court. But this is just a legal wrangling between the authorities and Gaudi.

The Mafia doesn't need it.

The Lucchese family and Luca are not required to abide by the court's rules.

The operation against Gaudi began the moment the three assassins confessed.
Meanwhile, over the next three days, major New York newspapers and media outlets reported on this horrific murder. The FBI and police, who were previously reluctant to cooperate with the media, surprisingly provided the media with a lot of information and photos, and even cooperated with media interviews.

This undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, spreading the exposure of the incident throughout New York.

[Exclusive Report: John Gottlieb ordered the murder of the Lucchese family head; the FBI claims conclusive evidence and is determined to completely destroy Gottlieb's criminal empire]

[Mafia Bloodshed Escalates! Gambino Family Assassinates "White Tiger," Police Vow: This Time He'll Get a Life Imprisonment!]

[Gambino vs. Lucchese: Gaudi is involved in another murder case; the FBI reveals that the murder warrant came from the Gambino family godfather!]

The New York Civil Liberties Union accuses police of disregarding human rights.

Waves of public opinion swept through New York, with media outlets eager to sensationalize the news.

In an instant, Gaudi became the target of all attacks, and with the added fuel of conspiracy theories, the already bloody Gambino family was shrouded in an even deeper crimson shadow.

The Lucchese family, however, has an added layer of tragedy.

The police and FBI arrested the killer that same day, a major achievement that earned them commendation. They then obtained further evidence, pointing all the blame to Gautier.

The case has been solved.

Gotti will now face endless charges from officials and the courts until he is finally convicted!
Within a week, Gotti became the target of public criticism throughout New York—all of this was "the city's" way of dealing with Luca.

Luca was very satisfied with the performance of these rare cards.

The rest can be left to him.

"Useless! Fuck a bunch of useless trash!"

In a villa in Queens, John Gottie angrily tore the newspaper in his hand to shreds.

"How dare you betray me! Don't you want to live anymore?"

What angered Gotti the most wasn't that his subordinates were incompetent and caught, but that he himself had been implicated. Damn it, everyone in New York knew that he, Gotti, had sent someone to assassinate the Lucchese family's leader.

Gotti never imagined he would become so famous one day.

These past few days, the police and FBI have been harassing him relentlessly, restricting his movement. The New York court has already initiated legal proceedings, and it won't be long before he, Gaudi, will be facing legal action.

He knew very well that his chances of winning were extremely slim, and that he had been betrayed and accused by his accomplices, meaning he would most likely end up in jail.

Those three bastards!

How can anyone accept this?
Taking a deep breath, Gao Di looked helpless; he was now at his wit's end.

Bribing the judge? The police? Witnesses? Getting a lighter sentence? None of these are important now. The key issue is that the Lucchese family will most likely not let him go and wants him dead.

He wouldn't be safe even in prison until he dealt with the Lucches family's revenge!
Gotti even considered running away.
He dares not see anyone now, especially invitations from family members. Visiting? Forget it. What if he walks in and there's a group of assassins inside? He won't be able to escape.

Gotti had carried out numerous executions and was all too familiar with these methods.

Now he trusts the police more, at least they won't shoot him.

With a sigh, Gaudi felt a strong sense of unease. He got up from the sofa, went to the window, and picked up the phone to call Paulie.

"Poly! You have to help me with this, or you'll be finished with me. The Law of Silence? I've already been betrayed, how can I care about you! Before I betray you, you'd better think of a way to persuade your family to give up on their revenge against me!"

"Listen! We're on the same side now! You can only live to become the second-in-command of the Lucches family if I'm alright! That's your promise, you said you'd take care of the Lucches family's revenge!"

"Think about that position! I fought for it for you! Now that White Tiger is dead, that position is yours for the taking! But you have to protect me, otherwise, once your family finds out that you plotted to kill White Tiger, do you think you'll still have a chance?"

"Poly, this is your last chance!"

Seven days after the white tiger died, the Luches family held a funeral for him.

The big boss, Victor, also came to the scene to pay his respects.

Dressed in black, Pauli Cicero stood on one side of the crowd, his face expressionless as he stared at the tombstone. The white tiger was dead; his goal was achieved. From now on, no one in the entire family could stop him from taking the throne.

However, some unexpected events occurred along the way, which introduced some changes to the situation.

Damn it, Gaudi! How the hell did he get caught? Is he an idiot?
Now even the whole of New York knows about this; it's become such a huge scandal!
This has forced the Lucchese family to "respond".

Thinking of this, a murderous intent flashed in Bao Li's eyes.

Gotti, that idiot
However, given his own abilities and power, it would be difficult for him to kill Gotti; otherwise, he wouldn't have asked Gotti to help him kill the White Tiger in the first place.

What should we do now?

Poly.

A voice suddenly came from beside him. He turned his head and saw a handsome profile.

Luca stared at the tombstone, his voice melancholy: "These past few days have really been a turbulent time. I've realized you were right, staying away from drugs was the right thing to do. Drugs are like a vicious curse for our family. First it was Dominic, and now it's White Tiger. It's like whoever touches them will die."

Paul: "Drugs are a curse, both psychologically and physically. Whether you use drugs or sell them, if you want to live longer, you have to stay away from them."

Luca: "Do you think it's possible to completely rid the family of drugs?"

Poly: "How will you know if you don't try?"

The funeral was solemn.

Two murderers, one who killed Dominic and the other who killed White Tiger, discussed survival at the funeral and ideals in despair.

"How to try?"

Luca concluded by saying, "Pauli, if the White Tiger knew that you were the one who instigated Gaudi to kill him, wouldn't he be so angry he'd crawl out of his grave?"

The seemingly casual remark dealt Poly a heavy blow.

Damn!

How did this kid know?
(End of this chapter)