Empire of Shadows

Chapter 419 Wang De Fa Has No Future [666+8]

Hunter called Charlie.

Although he is the director now, he still defers to Charlie.

Don't think that Charlie is no longer the director, he will soon be a municipal councilor in the Bay Area.

The nickname "Bay Area Hound" will most likely continue, to commend his loyalty to the Bay Area.

Once he becomes a municipal councilor, he can do more for the wealthy in the Bay Area, and Hunter himself does not have close ties with the Bay Area, he can only rely on Charlie's help.

When he told Charlie that this matter might be related to Lance, Charlie frowned upon hearing it.

"Lance has some connections with the Secretary of State and the State Attorney General, I'm not sure what their relationship is."

"Investigate this matter according to the procedure first, and if there is any evidence about him, summon him."

"If there is no evidence against him, pretend you don't know about it."

Hunter asked softly again, "Bruce and Duke have been getting very close to Lance recently, I'm a little worried."

"Are you worried about that profit-sharing scheme they came up with?" Charlie frowned even deeper.

Without waiting for Hunter to answer, Charlie pondered for a while, "I don't have time these few days, I will talk to him after the municipal councilor election is over."

Hunter heard the retreat in Charlie's words. You know, they didn't say that last month.

Charlie's attitude at the time was very clear, that is, he expressed strong dissatisfaction with Lance's intervention in police affairs, and also said that he would stand on Hunter's side.

It hasn't been long, and his attitude seems to have changed a bit, becoming a little more compromising.

Hunter vaguely understood that this may be related to Lance's communication with the Secretary of State and others.

Charlie is an old dog keen on power, everyone knows this.

The wealthy in the Bay Area know it, and Hunter knows it too.

Even Charlie himself knows what he looks like in the eyes of others.

But he doesn't care.

Because he has gained real benefits, he is about to become a municipal councilor, although municipal councilors do not have any direct, substantive government positions.

But they can influence the city hall's policy adjustments in governing the city through various means, these are power.

A person who is keen on power is unlikely to conflict with the higher privileged class without understanding the situation.

He is very sensitive to power, and also very sensitive to the troubles he may encounter.

Hunter was a little dissatisfied. If Charlie was still the director, he would definitely strongly oppose Lance's interference in police affairs.

But now he is not, he has made some concessions. Although it is his interests that are damaged, in fact, Charlie's base is no longer entirely the police system of King's Landing City.

He has realized his self-worth and appreciated in value, and he has more options in his hands.

Hunter was a little depressed, because now the police system is his real base in the true sense.

Lance's profit-sharing system is shaking his base. If all the major branches become Lance's people, it will be meaningless for him to be the police chief.

Now he doesn't have a good way to deal with these problems, he can only mutter, "I hope you can reach an agreement."

Charlie seemed to hear the dissatisfaction in his tone, and immediately comforted him, "Hunter, you understand me, my intention is not to condone his actions."

"After all, the police are our base, I just think that we were still friends before, we can talk first."

"If we can both take a step back, then this is the best result, but if he is unwilling to give in, we need to consider the matter of counterattack."

"After all, the current Lance is not quite the same as the Lance of the past."

Charlie didn't say what was different, but Hunter could understand.

The two chatted for a few more words and hung up the phone. They were both sitting at their desks, their eyes fixed on the phone, thinking about the things discussed in the phone just now.

The impact of the shootout at the entrance of the Golden City Century Hotel is still expanding.

Everyone in the city is discussing the super event that happened today, the deaths of Rick and Salif.

As soon as Lance returned to the company, he saw Arthur chatting with Corinda.

He leaned over the front desk, his face full of the smile of someone who had seen prey.

The Imperial race is only a small group in the Federation. Some Federation people think that the Imperials have a kind of "Imperial style", which is one of the reasons why Red High Heels was able to open up the situation in King's Landing City before. They have something special!

Some Imperial girls give people a sense of coldness, which is a contrast to the sweetness of the popular Federation girls.

Some people like to eat sweet, and some people like to eat sour. When the mainstream public aesthetic is concentrated on girls with blond hair, blue eyes, and red dresses, there are also some people who like girls who look more distinctive.

Arthur's life is not long, more than twenty years, but he has been in contact with many girls. Since high school, he has been constantly dating different girls.

However, he has never dated a girl like the one in front of him. He has now become a hunter, using jokes he learned from outside to make Corinda laugh non-stop.

But when Corinda called out "Lance's" name, Arthur hurriedly turned around, his face slightly embarrassed.

He put his hands behind his back, like a child who stole something, but then quickly took them out again, raised his hand and greeted Lance.

Lance looked at him. He originally wanted to shake hands with Lance, but eventually he put his hand back.

"Dad wants to see you."

Councilor Williams wants to see Lance because he also heard about the shootout at the entrance of the Golden City Century Hotel. This is the largest shootout in recent years.

So many people died, everyone in the city was shocked by this number!

And two key figures died, he hoped to understand some of the truth!

Lance had someone take care of the things, and then went to Williams Manor.

Here, he saw Councilor Williams, and James.

After Lance entered the room, Arthur also wanted to squeeze in, but James stood in front of him. The two brothers looked at each other for a while, and Arthur took a step back, "Okay, I still have things to do..."

James smiled, he walked out and hugged Arthur, "Go ahead, be careful."

When the door was closed again, a hint of loss appeared on Arthur's face, and something indescribable, but soon these were hidden by him.

When he was a child, he didn't think that his father, that is, Councilor Williams, was partial, because he could always get the best things, and he could also get more tolerance and tolerance.

But when he grew up, and now, when he began to understand things, he realized that this kind of preference was not actually a real preference.

He will not inherit any political legacy from Councilor Williams, he can only inherit a part of the family business, the commercial aspect.

His truly valuable political legacy belongs to his elder brother James.

Arthur's mother has hinted to him more than once that he should spend more time with Councilor Williams and participate in some serious matters, instead of thinking about dating girls all day long. He actually did so.

But maybe he never showed outstanding political talent since high school, so he was abandoned by Councilor Williams early on.

This abandonment is actually a kind of preference, at least he does not need to bear more responsibilities.

Living in such a big family, the pressure to bear responsibility is great, and not everyone can bear it.

In fact, Councilor Williams not letting him participate in political affairs is also a kind of protection for him.

Isn't it good to live happily without burdens?

Of course, he may not understand, but that doesn't matter.

After James closed the door, he walked to the bar, "Coffee, juice, or water?"

"We also have some custom-made whiskey and brandy here."

"Coffee, please." Lance chose one at random.

Soon James came over with coffee and pastries.

The pastries are placed in a glass cabinet. At one or two o'clock in the afternoon, the family's cook will make these pastries and then put them in the glass cabinet.

If they need it, they can take it at any time, because of the airtightness of the glass cabinet, there is no need to worry about it becoming soft.

When eating, there is not much difference in taste from when it was just baked.

If they can't finish it, the butler will come over in the evening to remove all these pastries and become the servants' midnight snack.

After James also sat down, Councilor Williams asked, "I heard that Rick and Salif are dead?"

Lance did not nod or shake his head, but said lightly, "Hit by dozens of bullets, if they can still survive, then I will immediately believe in God."

Councilor Williams was stunned for a moment, then chuckled softly, "It's good to be dead, it will make things a lot simpler."

He said with some regret, "At this time last year, I, Wade, the five major families, everything was the same."

"In just one year, Wade left, three of the five major families are in trouble, leaving one disabled person and one Kodak family with no problems."

"Some things really change too fast!"

Councilor Williams sighed, "That guy Sidney is really harmful!"

If the mayor hadn't been betting like crazy, nothing would have changed, everything would have been as stable and peaceful as before.

But this is also good, at least it gives the Williams family a chance to move up another level.

Only then did James, who was beside him, react. Lance said that those two big guys had been shot dozens of times. If he hadn't been at the scene, he wouldn't have known this detailed information at all.

But if he was at the scene, what role did he play?

This discovery made James fall into deep thought, and this is also the reason why Congressman Williams favored his eldest son. He is more sensitive than that bastard Arthur.

If it were Arthur, he might just exclaim and then say "What the f… …"