My American magical life
Chapter 1059: 117: Caesar's Fate is to Take the Blame_2

Chapter 1059: Chapter 117: Caesar’s Fate is to Take the Blame_2

Domo is different from Eris; Eris lost his brother, and he harbors resentment. Domo doesn’t have such feelings, so he won’t blurt out the truth.

“How do we enhance our influence?” Eris pursued.

“You’re Balkan, I’m Latinx. We could arrange for some people to join the Republican Party and participate in the power distribution within the California Elephant Party.

Moreover, Chan and Wolf don’t have many resources in the legal community, or rather, none of us do. We could expand in this area.

Many lawyers want to transition into politicians but lack the opportunity. You can now invest in newcomers with a slight bias for Chan. We can also secretly sponsor some funds.”

Caesar is a dictator, but the realization of his rule can’t bypass the process of dispersing power, which gives others opportunities.

Cheng hasn’t reached any pinnacle yet, but his underlings have already started staking claims under his name.

This is the sad fate under realism.

Cheng wants to achieve greatness; he needs to gather sufficiently strong allies and partners who can help him go further, though their ambition is often stronger.

If he only recruits fools like Geweil, he might not worry about subordinates causing too much trouble, but he would frequently be set back by people like Niusen.

“Legal sphere? Expanding in this area is useless, isn’t it better to directly tap into the Republican Party’s resources?”

Eris was more rational than old Crusoe. If old Crusoe’s plan was so brilliant, why hadn’t it been implemented earlier?

“Of course we can, but we must have our own resources. They don’t need to be high, like having a few key figures in San Rodolfo show bias would be enough.

The same stakes have different values in different contexts. You should understand that this low-risk investment is worthwhile for us now.”

The times have changed, the Crusoe family’s and Eris’s circumstances as well.

Eris fell silent, the words from the plump gentleman moved him.

He was ambitious before, Cheng’s taming made the wolf a house dog. Now, he hears a peer’s ‘howl’, with Crusoe calling him.

“Start by investing in politicians, young ones, and new faces always hold more possibilities. But for the specific focus areas, we should start with the prosecution system.”

Lawyers are just high-level hirelings, while those in the prosecution system are roles within power institutions. If they transform to politicians, they often can maintain influence within their previous institutions.

However, this belongs to the Democratic Party’s traditional domain in California — Haha sister was a politician from a prosecutor background.

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“I don’t know! I said it, I don’t know!”

Geweil was about to lose his mind.

He’s been smashed by Nanxi with an ashtray, disliked by Niusen, and now even grilled by Gru.

Why?

When did things become like this?

He’s clearly the Governor of California’s brother, but now he seems like a doormat that anyone can stomp on twice.

“You’ve been causing trouble in Nigeria for a while, people in the circle know this well. Will, you say you have no clue about the Nigerian ambassador’s death, who would believe that?

Or you’re taking me for an outsider who doesn’t know the situation?”

Who is Gru?

Will is the ceiling of Shabi, Gru is the ceiling of beasts.

The beast thrashes Shabi, deals real damage plus crits, and in dealing with Geweil, Gru hasn’t lost once.

These threats, mixed threats, all are threats, enough to make Will’s scalp tingle.

“I was investigating the Great Commander’s son-in-law suspected of…”

Gru impatiently waved it off, saying.

“Forget it, Will, at this point, you’re still lying!”

“What truth do you want to hear? I’ll make it up for you now!”

Will was broken.

Brother, you’re truly reckless, but you’re also excessively reckless.

Could you at least show me some respect? It’s hard?

I’m the Electoral Prince of the Democratic Party, Niusen’s younger brother, you understand?

My brother has a chance to become America’s future Great Commander!

Why do you look down on me like this?

“Do you want another belt lashing?” Sheriff Gru coldly asked.

“Look down on you?

Come on, who do you think you are!

The copperhead belt warns, Gru is serious.

Triggered by sensitive words, Will remembered that small lesson Sheriff Gru gave him in the underground garage late one night, his face twitched as he finally clenched his teeth and said.

“I don’t understand your internal conflicts, but Chan wants to use our attacks on the Great Commander’s second daughter’s suitor to make the Great Commander drop his original marriage plans and create space for maneuver, allowing him to make Wolf marry the Great Commander to gain the opportunity to inherit MAGA faction influence.”

With Will’s brain, such long and complex sentences are his limit – demonstrating the extraordinary power of the copperhead belt.

A person’s potential, when unforced, is unknown where the limits lie.

“Fak, I thought… Forget it, what about the Nigerian ambassador’s death?”

Will wasn’t aware of what ridiculous misunderstanding Gru had, he only wanted to lay bare his heart, making Gru see clearly, he had no connection with the Nigerian ambassador’s death.

“Gru, Gru, the fact is, my brother and Nanxi both believe the Nigerian ambassador was killed by you all, as your way to force us into an all-out collaboration with you.

Now you’re asking me what’s going on, what does this mean, is it probing for your master?

Well, your objective is achieved, your probing succeeded!”

Will vented his emotions, but he received no response from Gru.

The Black Police only quietly stared at him, with eyes full of fathomless thoughts.

“It wasn’t me, nor was it you, then who did it?”

“How could it not be you all! It’s definitely you!

Gru, I came to San Rodolfo with Niusen and my aunt.

On the surface to attend activities, but in reality, it’s to meet Chan.

The mastermind behind the scenes is definitely him!”

Confronted with Will’s accusation, Gru dismissed it with a snide smile.

This fool.

You’re the one causing a ruckus in Nigeria!

No matter the truth, you can’t shake off your own responsibility!

“Fine, you can leave.”

Gru chased him off, but Will showed no sign of moving, he spoke with a tone of rage and shame.

“I’m waiting for them to finish talking, what are you here for today?”

They’re currently in Temir’s side room waiting, waiting for those real decision-makers to come to a conclusion.

It’s just, apparently Will once again played the unlucky fool.

Simply accompanying Gru in waiting, within less than ten minutes, he experienced an episode of domestic violence.

If you ask what kindred relationship Gru and Will have.

It can only be said, by strength Sheriff Gru became Will’s wild dad.

“Not telling you.”

Gru leaned back on the sofa, picked up his phone, and started scrolling through short videos.

“I just told you, you should show some sincerity too?”

Oh, Will, Will, a primary school student’s attachment belongs here.

Black Police brother curled his lips, casually said.

“I came to kill.”

If these words were spoken by someone else, it would be a joke, but coming from Gru, Will was genuinely terrified.

The Governor’s brother felt like he had a custom-made heavy-duty Falcon rocket installed under his seat, personally hammered by Musk. He bounced off the sofa instantly.

“Kill!? Kill who?”

Sheriff Gru put down the phone, looked at Will, and showed a cruel smile.

“Do you know there’s a profession called a Scavenger?

It’s like, when things aren’t going smoothly, the Scavenger comes out to handle the mess~”

Like a chick with its neck pinched, Will’s face turned pale.

The unique white skin of a Caucasian + bloodless face, looking like a corpse’s face dead for two hours, sans corpse spots – was a complete dead face.

“You, you, you’re joking, aren’t you, Sheriff Gru?”

Will asked, trembling.

Gru was about to speak while touching his chin beard when the side door was pushed open.

“Oh, what joke are you all sharing, tell me, I’ll laugh too.”

Cheng Daqi accompanied Niusen and others into the room. Will stood foolishly, while Gru swiftly greeted.

“It’s nothing, just communicating with Will, Chan.”

Dou Shabi was caught by a leader, Gru felt a little regret.

He was quite looking forward to seeing Will, this bastard, scared to the point of rolling in panic.