1842 When There Is Someone Behind You
Getting people promoted is a no-brainer, and it was for Lynch.
Lynch praised him on the phone for making an excellent choice, but didn't say much. He just encouraged him to do more good things for the federation, society, and the people.
He had no further instructions on what to do, or not to do, which also confused Agent Evan.
In his opinion, the so-called "making friends" does not mean following Lynch's arrangements, leaking some information to him, or creating some conveniences for him?
But... nothing happened, which left Agent Evan a little confused.
The weekend passed quickly. On Monday morning, after a night of insomnia, Agent Evan didn't sleep for a while until dawn.
At this time, he yawned and came to the work place without energy. As soon as he sat down and drank half of the coffee with less sugar, the phone on the table rang.
"Evan?"
"There's someone looking for you outside."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Evan rubbed his eyes and stood up, and explained the reason to his colleagues with a smile - watching football.
The moment he turned around, the false smile on his face disappeared, leaving only some fatigue.
He walked to the hall and saw a guy with a blue hat sitting in the corner.
The Anti-Organized Crime Bureau does not have a formal listing. It does not have a grand office building like the Federal Bureau of Investigation. There is an independent internal driveway outside the building and a marble door number.
There are no signs on the outside here, so ordinary people can't find it.
Agent Evan took a look, and the guy in the blue hat looked up and saw him and motioned for him to come over.
He walked not far to this person, and when he still maintained a certain degree of vigilance, the guy lowered his voice and said in a way that only the two of them could hear -
"...The gang...have a deal at Black Dog Baker's Warehouse on 72nd Street in the evening, black guns, and alcohol."
Agent Evan was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly woke up. He suddenly realized that this person, whom he didn't know at all, might have come to give him credit!
He drank the coffee in one gulp, said "Wait for me", then ran to the bar and asked for a pen and a notebook.
When he came back, he hurriedly said, "Say it again..."
He was writing down all the news. This person mentioned this gang, which was a gang that had recently emerged in Bupen and was mainly composed of immigrants.
Unlike ordinary immigrants, the high cost of living in Bupen makes ordinary immigrants reluctant to come and live in this city.
They have no foundation in the Federation. If they don't find a suitable job in Bupen, it will really be a dead end.
But criminals are different!
This is a city full of gold. Its consumption power ranks among the top five in the federation. It is also a huge criminal market.
The five major families in Bupen have just been uprooted, and gangs, big and small, are fighting for territory.
With so many guns brought in at this time, these immigrants must also be planning to grab some business.
If we can catch these people and those black guns, it will definitely be a brilliant achievement for Agent Evan!
At his current level and level, it is enough to have such merit!
It is too big for him to swallow, but it may be shared by others. All this is carefully calculated!
Agent Evan looked at the guy in front of him and didn't know what to say for a moment.
But the blue hat saw his embarrassment, "My name is Gray Pigeon. Starting today, I will provide you with some new newspapers. Someone paid for it for you. You know what I mean!"
He said, taking out a piece of paper and handing it over, "My phone number, try not to call me if you have nothing to do. If I have anything, I will contact you directly."
Agent Evan was stunned for a moment, "Come here?"
Gray Pigeon smiled, "Of course I called you, idiot!"
He looked at the gray pigeon with his pen, "I'll give you my phone..."
Gray Pigeon held his hand, "No need, I have all your contact information."
"Stop talking, I have to go to work, we agreed!" He made a phone call gesture, then lowered his head and left quickly.
Agent Evan looked at his leaving figure and already had a general idea in his mind.
He thought for a while, if he told the leader of the action team the news, the credit would definitely go to the leader.
But if you tell the director directly, then the credit will definitely be yours!
Of course, doing so would offend the team leader. If it were before, he wouldn't have done that. After all, he still had to dawdle.
But now... who cares?
Agent Evan soon gained support from the director on the grounds of "need to keep secrets" and "covert operations", as well as the possibility that someone in the Bureau would leak the news.
For the director, combating organized crime is his political achievement. Whether it is the dispatch of action teams or detectives, as long as people and evidence can be captured, he will eventually have his share.
Agent Evan also had some friends in the investigation bureau who he had known for a long time and had relatively good relationships with. He pulled these people together and had a brief chat with them.
Several people did not object. This matter will also be supported by the FBI and the local police station. They actually don't need too many people.
After discussing the operation process and applying for necessary support from the local police station, the group waited for the arrival of the evening.
At around eight o'clock in the evening, two cars and a van came outside the Black Dog Baker warehouse.
The buyer first inspected the goods and confirmed that the guns seemed to be fine. As soon as he took out the money, big lights came on around him.
From the local police station yelling to identify himself, to Agent Evan walking out of the darkness with his gun raised, the entire operation went very smoothly!
During this period, some people tried to resist, but were shot dead instantly. Others knelt on the ground, holding their heads, and no longer dared to move.
There were no police casualties, but a black arms dealer selling black guns and several core members of emerging gangs were caught.
A dozen submachine guns, more than twenty pistols, a bunch of bullets, and fifteen thousand yuan in cash!
The whole process seemed to have been rehearsed, and even Agent Evan, the organizer of the entire plan, found it a bit incredible!
There has indeed been some problems with public security outside the Central Ring in recent times. This time, they successfully cracked down on crime and captured the core backbone of an emerging gang.
The regional police chief later held a press conference with his assistant to express the local police's firm determination and results in fighting crime.
By the way, Agent Evan also showed his face in front of the TV. After all, he organized all of this.
He also promised that among the currently captured gang members, the gang organizations behind them would be thoroughly surfaced and all arrested.
Since there was still enough time, the evening news at ten o'clock in the evening was also broadcast.
There is such a piece of news in the process of declining public security. In fact, its political significance is far higher than its actual benefits!
Everyone was happy, and some big shots praised the local police chief for his attention to public security issues and his determination to crack down on crime.
Some people also praised the director of the Anti-Organized Crime Investigation Bureau and believed that his work was quite effective.
Agent Evan was also praised, but there were also not so good things, such as...
"You shouldn't have crossed me!"
In the office, Agent Evan’s immediate boss, the leader of the action team, is furious!
He missed such a good opportunity to show his face!
The reason he missed it was that his subordinates had crossed his line and gone directly to the director's line. Losing the opportunity to show his face was enough to make him feel distressed!
What made him even more uncomfortable was that he had lost face!
As a team leader, he couldn't control his subordinates and was overstepped by his subordinates. He felt that everyone looked at him with a look of ridicule!
This is the real reason for his anger!
Agent Evan explained again, "My informant told us to proceed with caution. They may have an inside job with us."
The team leader turned around suddenly and slapped his desk hard with both hands. The whole office seemed to be shaken!
His face was also a little red, and there was even some white saliva at the corner of his mouth. "This is not the reason for you to do this, do you understand?"
"If you think I'm an inside agent, or anyone in our group is an inside agent, you should fucking apply to internal affairs instead of asking for action over me!"
“If everyone did it your way, wouldn’t we have to work?”
"Or do you want to kick me away so that you can take this position yourself?"
Agent Evan waved his hand, "I didn't think about it that way."
The team leader pointed at him rudely, "No, you do, that's what you think..."
There was a knock on the door and the voice of the assistant director's voice was heard. Only then did the team leader take a deep breath and suppress his violent emotions.
"The director asked you to go...", the assistant director called the team leader's name, and the latter pointed at Agent Evan's finger, as if to warn him, but also to tell him that the matter was not over yet.
After tidying up his clothes, he left the office.
As soon as he left, Agent Evan's expression became less good-looking.
He thought he wouldn't be able to leave in a short time, but soon the assistant director came back, and he looked at Agent Evan with a strange expression.
"You don't have to wait for him anymore, you can go back. Besides...", he seemed to want to say something, and then shook his head, "Anyway, you did a great job tonight!"
Agent Evan didn't know what happened. He left in confusion. He spent the whole night thinking about how to deal with the problem between him and the team leader.
Early the next morning, as soon as he entered the office building, he heard some people taking the initiative to say hello to him.
This was different from the past. As an ordinary agent, he didn't think these people would treat him so politely and friendly.
As soon as he walked into the office hall, he found that almost everyone was looking at him.
Immediately afterwards, the assistant director appeared in front of him and told him that the director wanted him to go...