America’s Big Hero

Naturally, Sean couldn't send someone to kill people as simply and rudely as Jonas.

Although everyone is indeed a mafia, a gangster, and an organization that advocates violence, that kind of brutal killing tricks will also attract vicious counterattacks.

Not only from the Dimio criminal group, but also from all mafia forces in the United States.

No one wants to be in contact with a group of mad dogs who only know how to kill, that is asking for trouble for themselves.

The next day, Sean called Old Mike again, "You know the Dimio Group in New Jersey."

Old Mike took a deep look at Sean, thought for a while, and finally couldn't help but said, "You still want to overthrow Dimio, don't you?"

"why not?"

Old Mike pursed his lips for a moment and didn't know what to say. He always felt that his employer was too dangerous, "What do you want me to do?"

"It's very simple. You have been in the police system for so many years, and you have no contact with the police in other cities, right?" Sean smiled and patted Old Mike on the shoulder, "Help me to collect information about Dimi through the police channel. O's information."

"I want all the branches in each city, the police network, criminal records, wanted members, suspected criminal cases, etc.!"

"Shit, why don't you go to Fobo Le, they should have it there!" Old Mike cursed.

"No, no, Fobole may not have such a complete set. They don't have so many detectives, and they may not pay attention to the affairs of those low-level police officers. It is not a system, and they can't control it." Xiao En said with a smile .

Old Mike panted for a long time with his head tilted, and then he stretched out his hand and said bluntly, "Give me one hundred thousand."

"OK, it's a trivial matter." Anyway, it's all black money, so there's no need to wash it. Sean didn't feel bad at all, so he regarded it as an investment.

After dismissing old Mike, Sean sneaked the veterinarian out of the house in the middle of the night.

"Oh my god, why do you have to come to such a ghostly place in the middle of the night every time." Sitting in Sean's car, the veterinarian held his glasses and couldn't help complaining, "Why can't we change the time and place, here... "

Looking at the darkness outside the car window and listening to the sound of the river flowing, the veterinarian felt very uneasy, so he could only talk to relieve the pressure in his heart.

"Help me collect some information, through your secret channel." Sean said straight to the point.

"About what?" The veterinarian rubbed his hands, "The price of information is quite confusing, different people, different things, the price, um, is quite chaotic."

"Dimio Group, what did they find someone to do..."

"No, no, no, this won't work." The veterinarian shook his head quickly, "They won't betray their employer's information. It's not a matter of reputation. Once such things are leaked, people will come to their door, and people will die!"

"No, of course it's not a question of reputation, it's a question of money!" Sean smiled disdainfully, reached out and took the backpack beside him and threw it on the veterinarian.

The veterinarian looked at Xiao En, and immediately thought of what was in the backpack. He swallowed uncontrollably, opened the backpack and looked, and his eyes immediately became straight.

A bag full of money, the veterinarian has never seen so much money, well, Americans are not used to saving money, they are people who have never seen money.

"Look, I'm not short of lines. As long as people have money, they can live well anywhere, can't they?" Sean's voice was like a devil's language, and he broke through the defense line of the veterinarian bit by bit, but the veterinarian didn't think Others will be higher than their bottom line.

"You can tell the person on your line, if anyone can provide particularly lethal information, then he will get a lot of money, a lot of money!" As he said, Sean grabbed his backpack and mentioned... ...didn't move.

Sean looked at the veterinarian. The veterinarian was holding on to the backpack tightly, his eyes full of reluctance.

Sean mentioned again that the veterinarian would not let go. If he didn't love money, he wouldn't be in the business of 'broker'.

"If you want, I can give it to you." Sean smiled and let go of his hand and said, "Here is 300,000 US dollars. Do you want to join my intelligence team and fully contribute your line? I can give you this money." Give it to you, don’t need much, give me ten years of work!”

Sean was still very envious of the information line in the hands of the veterinarian.

In the United States, doctors, lawyers, and accountants are among the occupations that know the most secrets. Because of a lot of information, you can hide it from your relatives, but you can never hide it from a doctor.

"Impossible, that's too much!" The veterinarian shook his head vigorously.

Sean's eyes lit up, he really didn't expect the veterinarian to be moved, and immediately struck while the iron was hot, "Five years!"

"This..." The veterinarian struggled inwardly.

"Three years!" Sean lowered the standard again. As long as the veterinarian joins his team, he won't be able to quit if he wants to.

"Hoo hoo hoo..." The veterinarian panted heavily. It's not that I'm weak-willed, it's that the other party gave me too much!

After a while, the veterinarian gritted his teeth, "The deal is only three years!"

At this moment, the smart and careful veterinarian's mind went down, and he didn't think about whether he still had a chance to quit.

Sean laughed loudly and patted the veterinarian on the shoulder, "You won't regret this decision. I'll have the person in charge of intelligence contact you tomorrow. Go, take your money, and wish you a sweet dream."

"Definitely, definitely, hahaha." The veterinarian laughed and opened the door and got out of the car.

The veterinarian was on the line, and the old Mike was on the line. Sean himself ordered Armstrong, who was in charge of intelligence, to investigate carefully about the Dimio criminal group.

"Boss, I need manpower. Now I don't have professional intelligence personnel at all. Intelligence collection sounds simple, but in fact it is very complicated. Professionals are needed for collection, collation, and analysis, otherwise it is very likely to miss those hidden keys. information." Armstrong had a wry smile on his face.

"How many people do you want?" New Jersey couldn't accommodate two tigers, and Sean was willing to spend all his money.

"At least a standard 8-member intelligence team."

"You are familiar with intelligence talents, you can find them, and I will give you money." Xiao En agreed immediately, "But you should understand that everything in our security company follows the military system. If someone is not loyal enough... "

"Boss, don't worry, everyone knows the rules." Armstrong nodded heavily.

Watching Armstrong go out, pick up the cigarette on the table and light it, hold it in his hand without inhaling, just watch the cigarette burn slowly, and the gray-white ash slowly grow longer.

The Dimio Group is not something like Salamanga, which can be wiped out casually.

It has been entrenched in New Jersey for more than 50 years, developed for three generations, and split dozens of small families to go out. It is really deeply rooted and has deep relationships with the police, legal circles, and political circles.

If New Jersey is a peerless beauty, then Dimio Group is her husband, legal and compliant, and recognized by everyone.

And Sean is just a strong boy with no advantages other than being young, handsome, and capable...

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