Too many coincidences are no longer coincidences. The White Shark Gang is gone, but the drug distribution channel of the "One Group" has evolved into a one-stop production and sales chain. The police who were investigating privately have disappeared inexplicably.
Coupled with the details observed by a detective who is both rough and meticulous, intelligent and brave, everything makes everyone point the finger of suspicion at Zhou Xingzhe and his men.
The Korean police may not have the "silent blue wall" rule, but no matter which country's violent agency, the emergence of a mole is a very tricky matter.
"Should we notify headquarters?" Although he had guessed that his team leader was in danger, Huang Dongjun still held on to a glimmer of hope. What if he was just imprisoned?
Ma Xidao shook his head repeatedly. "Our advantage right now is that Zhou Xingzhe doesn't know he's being targeted. Until we have evidence, this matter can only be investigated privately. Sending someone here for an internal review would cause too much noise.
If Zhou Xingzhe and his men flee, everything will be wasted."
Huang Dongjun gritted his teeth, then said bitterly, "Brother Xidao, we're all at your beck and call. We'll do whatever you tell us to do."
Ma Xidao gritted his teeth for a moment, then looked at Jack. "Tracking?"
Jack smiled and shook his head, choosing to be honest. "Zhou Xingzhe is a drug enforcement officer after all, and you just made a bad visit. Unless you have professionals who are well-versed in this, it's best not to do it."
Tracking is a professional job. In the United States, he could easily mobilize a professional support team for it. The cars, the personnel, the equipment, and everything else are readily available.
But with the quality of Ma Xidao's men, even if they could leave the hospital immediately, they couldn't even detect they were being followed in time. Expecting them to track the other party in return would be a waste of time.
Seeing the disappointment on their faces, Jack changed the subject, "But we can locate his phone. Didn't you just exchange business cards? And he has several subordinates. Their phone numbers shouldn't be difficult to find."
"Hey." Ma Xidao waved his hand irritably, "This isn't America. The FBI can eavesdrop on anyone they want. It would be terribly troublesome for us to do that. The application would have to go through a bunch of departments, and it would also alert the enemy."
Tsk, they actually dared to mock the beacon of democracy. Jack raised an eyebrow, "If our FBI wants to track and eavesdrop on us in our country, we also need to apply for approval, but not here."
Ma Xidao's expression froze, like a starving man who found a piece of shit-smelling chocolate. He didn't know whether to eat it or not. After holding it in for a long time, he finally said "please" with a suppressed anger.
Jack took out his phone with a smirk and sent a message to Alice. He soon received an APP installation package from her. After opening the installation, he found that it was a mobile phone intrusion tool with a simple interface.
Jack waved his phone in front of them. "The phone number should be located by this afternoon at the latest. I'm the only one who hasn't shown up here. I'll find a suitable opportunity to approach him, plant a Trojan horse, and then eavesdrop.
However, evidence obtained through illegal means like this won't incriminate him, so we need to carefully plan our next steps."
"We can find a way to find the members of the 'One Line Group' first and force them to testify against Zhou Xingzhe." Huang Dongjun's eyes lit up, an idea already in mind.
"We have an informant who used to be a member of the White Shark Gang. After the White Shark Gang was wiped out, he became the boss himself. He has five or six subordinates under him, runs a used car dealership, and also helps out with scouting.
He was the one who provided the information about the White Shark Gang's collaboration with the Yakuza to sell 'HYPER.' He may not know anything about Zhou Xingzhe, but as a local tyrant, he should know something about the movements of the Yakuza in the 'One Line Group.'"
"So what are we waiting for? The same goes for capturing the members of the 'One Line Group.' Zhou Xingzhe must not be let go." Ma Xidao patted Jack's shoulder, motioning him to drive quickly.
As Jack started the car, he secretly wondered when to call for help. He helped Ma Seok-do solve the case because he was the God Ma Dong-seok, so a friendship was understandable.
However, he had no real ties with the South Korean authorities, and even felt quite dislike for them. He had no obligation to help them crack down on the drug market, so he had stayed behind, hoping to catch rabbits while shoving straw.
Accountant Chris was currently short on cash flow. Although the Anderson family had promised two rounds of financing totaling $250 million, as the saying goes, don't put all your eggs in one basket. Over-reliance on a single source of funding would tantamount to handing over the power to others.
However, bringing in more investors and diluting their influence isn't a good option either. This should only be considered once a company has grown and needs to balance interests. Otherwise, they'll end up like Samsung in South Korea.
Jack and Chris didn't start this internet company to become high-level employees for someone else. The more balanced the strengths of both parties, the smoother the future cooperation will be. After all,the Anderson family isn't Zoe's sole property. Jack's shady relationship with her is a bonus and a lubricant, but it's not absolute dependence.
As the saying goes, plan ahead for a rainy day. While the current partnership is pleasant, Jack and Chris are clearly at a disadvantage compared to the well-funded Anderson family.
It would be ideal to shed their financial reliance on the Anderson family and simply rely on Zoe's future political support.
However, Jack has spent most of his time stateside, under the watchful eyes of his own FBI. His trips to Mexico, on the other hand, involved either multi-agency collaboration or military involvement.
The result of so many eyes watching is that no one cares about making a small profit. Blackmailing the drug cartel leader's treasury and splitting the drug lord's runaway funds with the Navy SEALs are minor matters, but truly making a killing is incredibly difficult.
But now in South Korea, Jack can finally let loose a little. Last night was just a small test. The two yakuza were silenced and the drug cartons were stolen, but there was no mention of the FBI or the shootout, as if it had never happened.
Since the authorities were treating him as invisible and trying to cover up his tracks, Jack felt it was time to be a little bolder.
God Ma Dong-seok now has a certain level of trust. While he may not be as intelligent and brave as he boasts, he's definitely smart and not pedantic.
Before deciding to stay, Jack asked him whether he simply wanted to catch the perpetrators or uproot the entire drug trafficking network that plagues the area.
Ma Seok-do chose the latter, so Jack stayed, on the condition that he not question his use of extraordinary measures.
The two men had reached a sort of gentleman's agreement: if Ma Xidao felt Jack was acting in a manner inconsistent with his principles, he could speak up at any time, and Jack would return to the United States without a word.
As if to prove he wasn't a bad guy, Ma Xidao had previously embezzled the stacks of 50,000 yuan bills in front of Jack and emphasized that the drugs must be turned over, establishing a sort of tacit understanding between the two, establishing a basic code of conduct.
Jack's expectations were fulfilled; following a familiar face proved to be a surefire way to get away with a crime. The sudden appearance of 30 kilograms of drugs, while insignificant in his career, was actually a significant quantity.
At a 40% discount on the "retail price" in South Korea, it was worth nearly 30 billion won.
30 billion won is roughly equivalent to $21 million. With the two yakuza distributors handling that much, the "Ichitsuji" must have plenty of cash on hand.
Unfortunately, this wasn't the world of 20 or 30 years ago. No yakuza kept large amounts of cash in their own safes. Instead, they laundered the proceeds and deposited them in places like Swiss banks or invested them in legitimate businesses.
Furthermore, he was unfamiliar with Japan, so it wasn't realistic for him to raid the Ichijo-gumi headquarters and directly rob them.
But if he couldn't take down the headquarters, he could target the branches. The Ichijo-gumi's Korean branch was clearly a cash cow. After converting the drugs into cash, the proceeds had to be transported back to the headquarters for laundering.
Jack didn't believe a small branch could have its own money laundering channels, unless the branch president was Yoshio Ichijo's biological son. With such power, he could break away from headquarters and work independently. Finding a new source of cocaine wouldn't be easy. Ichijo-gumi boss Yoshio Ichijo did have two biological sons, but according to Alice's intelligence, both were now managing his legitimate businesses in Japan.
Therefore, Jack's immediate goal was to help Ma Xidao take down the Ichijo-gumi's Korean branch and, in doing so, eliminate Zhou Xingzhe, the corrupt cop.
The credit will go to Ma Xidao, and the "One Line Group" Korean branch's treasury will belong to him. Of course, as a collaborator of the "One Line Group", Zhou Xingzhe probably has some money saved for his escape, so he can't let it go either.
The internal logic of this case is basically closed, and the protagonist's behavior logic can be said to have a reliable explanation. I'm so tired
(End of this chapter)