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Chapter 618 - 618 104 So You Are the Forbes Right

618: Chapter 104: So You Are the Forbes, Right?

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Just Check!_4 618: Chapter 104: So You Are the Forbes, Right?

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Just Check!_4 Eris attempted to raise his price, and Jax watched him silently.

“How much money?”

The West Coast agent sensed something was amiss, but he couldn’t pinpoint the problem, so he paused for a moment before tentatively stating a figure.

“Five million dollars!”

Jax shook his head and replied.

“I’ll give you eight million, transfer through LCE’s account, you did a good job on this, the person you found is very skilled.”

Not expecting Jax to agree so readily, Eris suddenly found himself without an excuse to cause any trouble.

“Then I’ll be leaving.

Don’t contact me unless it’s necessary, it’s dangerous right now.”

“It’s not dangerous; it’s very safe here.

It’s always safe when I set up the meeting.

This isn’t Forbes’s Saint Rodu, it’s our LAPD’s Saint Rodu.”

Playing at home, Jax wasn’t wildly arrogant.

Over ten thousand LAPD officers stood by his side, Niu Sen stood by his side; Forbes was formidable, but so what?

Surrender?

Give up?

No!

If today is one shipment, and tomorrow another, when will it end?

So that’s why CEO Cheng said to kill, and Chief Glu agreed.

The logic here isn’t that Chief Glu stupidly became CEO Cheng’s tool, but that Chief Glu understands that he cannot retreat.

Once you’re in the underworld, time flies, and washing your hands of it is akin to death.

Eris left the room, retrieved his phone from the doorman, and exited through the secret passageways of the underground casino.

The more he walked, the more he felt that something was not right, and after he left the building, the man with the meticulous beard spat toward the door.

“Fuck, son of a bitch, what the hell does he take me for!”

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Achilles didn’t understand the scale of the games Cheng Daqi and Glu were playing in California.

He had carefully prepared his traps, but his prey was not a simpleton, it was a coyote.

Achilles was a tiger, but CEO Cheng and his people comprised a whole group.

You could call CEO Cheng and his people useless, but they secretly cling to the legs of Niu Sen.

Would Niu Sen sell out Glu, CEO Cheng, Mi’er?

Let’s not even discuss whether he would do it for profit.

Even if he did sell them out, it would only result in a Pyrrhic victory.

A wildly imaginative struggle has no winner; a bold betrayal would just lead to an even bigger mess!

Achilles was well aware he couldn’t engage in a destructive fight; after all, compared to the country bumpkins like Glu and CEO Cheng, he was the scion of wealth, which is why he chose to make his move through Forbes.

Against a small toy, one can bend the rules, but Glu was no small toy.

The CEO Cheng and Mi’er pulling the strings behind Glu were even less so, and Glu’s big brother Niu Sen was even the most fierce Democratic Party elite on the West Coast.

Achilles had a minor victory in the first round, but it was just that – minor.

Glu had shown a weakness, but as long as he could hold on after, this whole affair would be no more significant than a harsh exchange of words – Glu might not even be aware of Achilles lurking in the background.

As for whether the top cop could withstand it…

“Our LAPD isn’t America’s finest police because the public safety in Saint Rodu has not yet reached its best, so we must be humble.

But I need to inform everyone about the achievements of LAPD in these past years, not to boast, but to recognize the efforts of our fantastic young officers.

In 2018, the crime rates in Saint Rodu increased by thirty-seven percent compared to the previous year.

Friends, thirty-seven percent, do you know what that means?”

Chief Glu stood at the podium of the press conference, speaking earnestly to the barrage of cameras, his expression serious, his uniform immaculate, looking utterly professional.

“Does that mean that the public safety has worsened?”

“Isn’t that data rather bad?”

The reporters were confused, today’s press conference was supposed to be about the ‘ABC ball-kicking case’, but Glu seemed to be in a self-deprecating mood.

“The thirty-seven percent increase in crime rates reflects the tireless battle of the LAPD officers!

LAPD’s budget only increased by six percent over the last year, but the results we’ve achieved far exceed the increase in the budget.

With our efforts, the public safety in Saint Rodu is getting better and better!”

While Glu was spouting nonsense above, the reporters below were not having it.

“Bullshit, last year’s Red Street kidnapping, this year’s ABC ball-kicking case, every one of them is a heinous crime, you LAPD are good-for-nothings!”

“Good-for-nothings!

Good-for-nothings!

Good-for-nothings!”

Facing such questions and accusations, Glu just smiled.

“Ladies and gentlemen, with the growth of internet platforms, information spreads faster, so these past two years the cases have become well-known.

But if you have a slightly better memory, you should recall that there were many heinous crimes in Saint Rodu before.

And in reality, we took down all the suspects in the two cases you just mentioned!

Here, I warn those crazy criminals, Saint Rodu is guarded by LAPD, it is not a lawless land!

If you want to cause trouble in Saint Rodu, you’ll have to get through us at LAPD!”

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“Impressive, Glu, huh, I underestimated you before.”

Watching the ‘hero of the Red Street kidnapping case’ ‘crime buster’ ‘legend of the LPAD police’ on TV, Achilles praised sincerely.

Glu’s grimace piqued his interest.

He won a small victory in the first round, but Glu forcefully turned the ABC ball-kicking case into an ironclad one, to the point that even Steven could not intervene.

“Contact Mi’er, it’s time for her to come home, staying in Saint Rodu isn’t fitting!”