My American magical life
Chapter 951 - 951 79 Swallow 2 - I did not take a penny from them_2

951: Chapter 79: Swallow 2 – I did not take a penny from them_2 951: Chapter 79: Swallow 2 – I did not take a penny from them_2 Lao Jia endured the pain in his body and kept explaining.

The police secretary glanced at the officer in charge of handling the bail, who didn’t hesitate and had already dialed Jax’s number.

“Jax wants to talk to you alone.”

Gru was absent, and the one in charge of the underground forces was Jax.

Right now, he and Gru were like two sides of the same coin, overtly and covertly controlling the forces, making their influence even stronger.

Mrs.

Jia didn’t really understand who Jax was.

She looked helplessly at the bail officer holding the phone.

Accountant Jia and Jax shared the same last name, but they were unrelated.

As the officers yanked him from the ground, he was completely dumbfounded.

Sheriff Lake’s police secretary sneered coldly at the bail officer and said loudly,

“I work in the sheriff’s office.

There’s no need to listen to a branch bureau chief.

Take him away!”

On the other end of the phone, Jax heard this, directly hung up, and then stood up and left his office.

They hadn’t even made a move on Lake, yet Lake was already stirring up the drama on his own.

Interesting!

Meanwhile, at the bail office.

“Where are you taking him?

Where are you taking my husband?” Fortunately, Mrs.

Jia was a woman, or she’d likely have been handled with a military punch combo by the American police for her tone.

The police secretary, noticing that the bail officer wasn’t stepping in to stop him further, looked slightly disappointed.

Impatiently, he asked,

“We’re transferring him to another holding location.

What’s your relationship with him?”

“I’m his wife!” Mrs.

Jia clutched Lao Jia’s arm and said.

“Alright then.

If there are any further concerns, contact the LAPD Sheriff’s Office directly.

Don’t bother the Niangniang Temple Branch again, understand?”

With that, the police secretary left the bail office with his team.

No matter how clueless Mrs.

Jia was, she understood by now that she had been caught in the middle of an internal struggle within the police system.

She felt at a loss.

Lao Jia, on the other hand, stiffened his neck, looked back, and shouted clearly,

“Go home!

Don’t meddle, don’t speak, just stay home.

I’ll be fine!”

—————–

San Francisco, at Governor Niusen’s residence.

Old witch Nanxi was considered the second-highest heir to supreme power in America, with only the Deputy Commander ahead of her.

As a result, wherever she went, she was always surrounded by a crowd of bodyguards.

However, her true strength wasn’t just about being a councilwoman; it was about her ability to return to the council position after serving there for over a decade.

What does it mean to be a political evergreen?

This is what it means to be a political evergreen!

Anywhere in America, she could rely on merely showing her face to gain extraordinary respect and privileges.

But ever since a particular trip to San Rodolfo, Niusen had been living with extreme caution.

That’s why his aunt was stopped outside his mansion.

“Sorry, ma’am.

You may enter, but everyone else must wait outside.”

Nanxi couldn’t be bothered to argue with some watchdog.

She got out of the car and walked straight into Niusen’s mansion, only to bump into Jennifer, who had come out to greet her.

“Aunt…” Niusen’s wife said.

“What’s going on?

Why is your house surrounded by people?”

“No idea.

He and Will are on their way back.

They’ll be here soon,” Jennifer quickly replied.

“They only remember to call me when the fire’s already at their doorstep?

How amusing!”

“Uh, Aunt, what’s been happening lately?”

“What, you don’t know?”

Nanxi wanted to be sarcastic, but she understood that Jennifer was only Niusen’s wife and didn’t understand much.

So she lazily added,

“Forget it.

Honestly, even I don’t know what kind of trouble the Niusen brothers have gotten me into this time.

The Great Commander called me, asking if the California Clique planned to lead California to declare independence.”

Jennifer asked in confusion,

“California independence…

haven’t we always been promoting this?”

Many people know that Texas likes to push for independence, but California is actually fond of the idea, too.

As the two best-performing states in the American economy, they belong to opposing parties: one aligned with the Democratic Party, the other with the Republican Party.

This unique political stance allows them to use independence as a bargaining chip to extract concessions whenever the Federal Government is controlled by an opposing party.

“What we say and what he thinks are two different things.

Forget it…

Tell your chef to make me a salad, just the way he knows I like it, and send it to the study.”

As a fellow woman, Nanxi looked down on Jennifer.

Such a lack of ambition.

So stupid it was painful!

Not long after, the Niusen brothers returned.

“Aunt, what brings you here on such short notice?”

Will, ever quick on his feet, knew that he had implicated Niusen, so he voluntarily stepped in to take the blame for his brother.

“If I hadn’t come back, you two would’ve overturned California.

What’s going on with this BEC project?

Do I even have the right to ask?”

“Come now, Aunt.

Of course, you have the right,” Will replied with a shameless grin.

After all, Nanxi was Niusen’s aunt.

By extension, she was Will’s aunt, too.

It didn’t matter what Nanxi thought; Will had already decided to treat her as his own dear aunt.

I’ve already acknowledged you as my dear aunt.

What can you do to me?

What’s the worst— a scolding?

Since when have I ever had shame about that?

“The Great Commander is investigating BEC.

If this project has ties to you, you should be working through Congress and the financial regulators instead of having LAPD grab suspects controlled by NTIA.

Remember the trouble Gru caused us last time during the California turmoil?”

Where’s the “if” here?

Nanxi was absolutely certain that BEC and Niusen were deeply enmeshed.

Back when Niusen endorsed BEC, the whole thing was just insider information within the cryptocurrency circle.

But now, the fallout from the BEC scandal had spread everywhere, and everyone who needed to know already knew.

Nanxi: You brat, it’s bad enough that you secretly pocketed money behind my back; now you’ve caused a huge debacle!

“Aunt, the situation in San Rodolfo is complex, and the real controller of BEC was detained by the NTIA there.

That’s why I sought help from trusted people within LAPD…”

A phone rang, interrupting Governor Niusen.

He glanced at the caller ID.

‘Chan’

He immediately rejected the call, intending to continue explaining to Nanxi, but then Geweil’s phone rang.

‘Chan’

Mr.

Chan could have racked his brains and never imagined that Niusen and Geweil were currently effectively being “detained” by their beloved aunt.

He may have called twice, but it didn’t make much difference.

Will also rejected the call, but Nanxi realized something was amiss.

Niusen hung up first, and then Will’s phone rang.

These two were being sought by the same person!

“Who is it?”

Will glanced at his beloved older brother and signaled with his eyes—your turn!

Niusen gritted his teeth, thinking, “I’ll have to come clean with Aunt sooner or later.” Bracing himself, he began to explain.

“Here’s the situation.

During the last California turmoil, Achilles brought….

So, Temir, Wolf, and I came to an understanding to use their resources to suppress the Donkey Party forces in San Rodolfo.

Those people aren’t on the same side as us.

Once they’re pushed off California’s political stage, we can resume our cooperation or opposition with the California Elephant Party as needed.”

Niusen’s logic was, “External enemies are better than internal traitors.” The factions within the Democratic Party were too many, and neither he nor Nanxi truly controlled California one-hundred percent.

His strategy?

Borrow others’ knives to eliminate rival Democratic factions within California so that the California Clique could pave a smoother path.

Unfortunately, this explanation didn’t pass muster with Nanxi.

After all, to hold the councilwoman seat twice, Nanxi’s moral ethics might be questionable, but her political acumen was unparalleled.

“Stop, kid.

Can you just tell me how much money they gave you?”

Aunt affectionately looked at her “nephew,” while Niusen broke out in a cold sweat.

That hit his weak spot.

Geweil lowered his head, trying to make himself invisible, silently chanting, “You can’t see me.”

“Well, I didn’t take a single cent from them— I swear in God’s name.

I didn’t even gain a single benefit from them, in any form…”

Niusen said sorrowfully.

Will didn’t feel so great about it either.

Of course not— not a cent taken, but still ended up on the hook for three hundred million.

How ruthless was Mr.

Chan?

Facing an opponent of Governor Niusen’s caliber, he used a mix of coercion, inducement, and promises, manipulating Niusen with no actual money changing hands, until Niusen was reeling.

“Aunt, everything I’ve done was for the California Clique!”

The Governor declared his innocence resolutely.

Nanxi let out an exasperated laugh, then scolded.

“Niusen, who do you think you are?

And who do you think I am?

When I served as Chair of California’s Democratic Grand Committee, your father hadn’t even shot you out yet!”