Chapter 147 It doesn't matter, I will do it!

   Looking at the more than 30 cousins ​​who were chatting and laughing in groups of three or four below, Diss' originally unhappy mood improved a lot.

   These will be the new blood of the family in the future!

  Today's party is not only to receive Neil, a special guest, but also because starting tomorrow, it will be his turn to officially take power in the Lucchese family.

  As a new generation born after the family has fallen behind.

  Diss has always had a dream in his heart: the old age has been buried in the memories of the old people, and this luxurious city needs a godfather to usher in their new era!

  This may be a little arrogant.

   But if a person has no dreams, what is the difference from a salted fish?

  The road is made step by step!

  Just get Neil.

  He can gain the support of the Buano family, lead the new blood of the family, invest in the black market, and gain the favor of those big men instead of being bullied by a group of clowns!

   Think of the shame I suffered some time ago.

  Diss' eyes flashed tyranny, picked up the champagne in his hand, raised his glass to the portrait of the ancestor hanging in the hall, and drank it slowly.

  After counting interest.

  The crisp crackling sound and thumping sound attract attention at a party that is not too noisy.

  A girl who was chatting with her companion about the latest cosmetics, glanced at the place where the movement came from out of the corner of her eye, her pupils shrank, and she exclaimed, "Cousin Dis!"

  The rest of the people heard the movement and subconsciously looked at the main seat where Diss was.

next moment.

   The exclamations rose and fell with each other.

   Someone was very calm and rushed forward immediately to check Diss' situation.

  Pupillary dilation, heartbeat pulsation stops.

died!

  Dice is dead!

  The person who checked calmly finally couldn't keep calm: "Call the family doctor for emergency treatment!"

meeting room.

  The grandparents and grandchildren, who had been chatting happily, stopped talking when they heard the movement outside.

   Among them, the majestic old man frowned and signaled to his grandson: "Dick, go and see what's going on outside!"

   Dick nodded and left the room quickly.

   A moment.

  He rushed back to the conference room in a panic at a faster speed: "Grandfather, big brother had a heart attack and died!"

"What!"

  The old man stood up abruptly, like a raging lion, about to erupt but suppressed it forcefully.

   He clenched his trembling fists and said word by word: "Call all your uncles back immediately, and let them lead people to surround the whole manor. From now on, no one is allowed to leave!"

  Dick trembled in his heart: "But there requires us."

"Shut up!"

  The old man glared at his grandson viciously, and slammed his fist on the thick conference table: "Our Lucchese family is only recuperating temporarily, not that all members are dead!"

   "If that group of people bumps into them unexpectedly, kill them all!"

   This punch seemed to hit Dick's heart.

  He nodded with a pale complexion, and hurriedly left the meeting room again.

   Until the grandson leaves.

  The old man slumped back to his seat, looking up at the ceiling full of exquisite sculptures, with a trace of powerlessness in his eyes.

  He was just making a gesture for the tribe.

   People are dead.

  If the eldest grandson really died in an assassination, he would not be able to risk his own death and attract the attention of the rest of the hunting dogs in furs again.

  But as the head of the family, he must take a tough stance to reassure people.

this moment.

  In the heart of the old man, he even hoped that his grandson really died of a heart attack.

  Although he knows that the probability is very small.

  Think here.

  The old man felt powerless in his heart.

   In times of turmoil.

  My own son died, and those who went in went in.

   remaining grandchildren.

  Diss is radical, Dick is too steady, and the last granddaughter Dim doesn't matter.

  The old man originally hoped that Diss would take over his position, and Dick would assist and complement each other, and work together to lead the Lucchese family back to the top.

   Now Diss is dead.

   I am old too.

   Relying on Dick alone, it is even difficult to lead the family through the crisis the family is currently facing.

   Lucchese family, what should we do in the future?

  In the eyes of the old man, there was a rare flash of confusion.

the next day.

  The old man who has not slept all night, waiting for feedback.

  The exclusive scavenger of the Lucchese family said with an ugly expression:

   "Patriarch, after a preliminary inspection, Master Diss has no external injuries.

   According to the symptoms, Master Diss died of acute myocardial infarction, so that when the family doctor arrived with the equipment, it was too late to rescue him.

  If you want to get more accurate results, you must dissect the corpse. "

  The old man opened his tired eyes and said in a deep voice, "Let Diss leave completely. Is there anything unusual about last night's party?"

  The scavenger nodded hesitantly: "Master, last night"

  He told the story between Dean and Neal.

  "Old Ryan's grandson?" The old man's eyes lit up when he heard that Neil and Dean had a close relationship, and that Dean was only 22 years old and already a detective of the Los Angeles Police Department.

  The 22-year-old detective does not rely on his ability to get into the position.

  He knew very well what was going on with the old Ryan family.

  So, Dean, who has always been unknown, is definitely supported by someone behind him, and he is not weak in his own ability to achieve this achievement.

  The other party is also suspected to be Neil's boyfriend.

  The troubles that the Lucchese family is facing this time may need to rely on Dean to coordinate and deal with them.

  Think here.

  The old man looked down at his subordinate: "The other party didn't leave the manor last night?"

  The scavenger shook his head, enviously said: "I'm sure not, he and Miss Neil didn't move until three or four in the morning."

   "Understood, it is announced that Diss died of myocardial infarction. At three o'clock in the afternoon, let those exiled clansmen come here on time and hold a family meeting!"

  The old man turned around, staring at the portrait behind him in a daze.

   If it doesn't work, it will change.

  My grandson, Dick, is unable to support the current family situation. In this case, why not hand over the power to a more capable clan member?

   As for Dean's surname, it doesn't hurt.

   It is interests, not surnames, that leave people.

  He has lived for so many years, has experienced all kinds of **** storms, experienced the glory and decline of the family, and has a clear understanding of these things.

  Two o'clock in the afternoon.

  Boom boom boom~

  Outside the door, there was a knock on the door.

  Dean glanced at Neil, who was sleeping like a dead pig, and kissed her on the forehead, causing her to mutter vaguely, and couldn't help pinching her little face before getting up and getting dressed contentedly.

  Last night, he actually heard movement outside.

   But don't know why.

  The members of the Lucchese family didn't bother themselves, and they didn't know if they wanted to deal with the death of Diss coldly.

  After fully armed.

  Dean slowly opened the door: "What's the matter, Dick, is the family meeting about to start?"

  Dick nodded with a little sadness on his face: "Yes."

   "You look like you haven't slept all night." Dean frowned, acting like the real thing: "You are still young, and some things are enough."

  Dick looked at Dean, who had worked hard all night and was still in good spirits, and was speechless.

  This cousin is an animal.

  He shook his head in embarrassment: "Last night, something unfortunate happened. My elder brother Diss went to see his ancestors because of a heart attack, so I have been busy until now and haven't slept."

   "So you should pay more attention to your body. After all, the burden of the family will probably be on you in the future." Dean expressed regret falsely.

  When Dick heard this, a smile flashed in his eyes, and the sadness on his face could hardly be stretched.

  He quickly covered up:

   "Dean, you should wash up first.

  I'll send some food over later.

   At three o'clock sharp, the conference room in the hall gathered last night. "

   After speaking, he yawned and was about to leave.

  Dean stopped him: "I heard from my grandfather that this time, the Lucchese family gathered all the family members living abroad. Dick, we are also friends now. Maybe you can reveal some information to me."

  Think of Dean's potential.

Dick lowered his voice hesitantly and said, "Actually, this time my grandfather summoned all the exiled clansmen back because the Lucchese family encountered some troubles a while ago, and hoped to gather strength to get through this trouble. As for what my elder brother wanted to The marriage with the Buano family is also for this reason."

   "What's the trouble?" Dean frowned.

   If the trouble is too great, I will take Nier away immediately.

  He doesn't do business that loses money.

  Dick's face was embarrassed: "A small gang that has emerged is nothing, but their relationship with the local branch is too close, which makes us very aggrieved when we act."

   Dean understood.

   This is actually somewhat similar to Los Angeles.

  Under power, it is inevitable that there will be some members who do not act according to the rules, and eventually even form an interest group.

  This phenomenon exists throughout the United States.

  As for the processing, it is also very simple.

  If someone supports it, then it will be safe and sound, until one day things get serious, and finally it is handed over to the Internal Affairs Investigation Section as a scapegoat to cover up higher interests.

   No one will stand up to it, and when it develops to a certain level, it will be directly dismissed by the Internal Affairs Investigation Section as performance.

  So. The current Lucchese family has been reduced to being bullied by gangs involved in black police?

  Dick's IQ is not low. Seeing Dean pondering at the moment, he immediately guessed what he was thinking, and quickly explained:

   "Dean, the family is so embarrassed now, mainly because we assassinated high-level police officers during the turbulent years. This is a very taboo thing, so that we have been suppressed until the turmoil is over.

  We can survive in the end and maintain the current situation, mainly relying on the mafia covenant, but officially, since the assassination was exposed, we have completely lost the channel to approach. "

  The covenant can make the Lucchese family no longer be officially hostile.

  But if the Lucchese family can't even deal with a small gang and is wiped out, the rest of the mafia families will only happily reach out and take over their territory.

   After all, in the entire United States, there are now 26 mafia families, large and small, and it doesn’t matter if one falls.

  After listening to Dick's explanation.

  Dean also has an idea of ​​today's meeting in his mind.

  In this case

  Put it up once.

   After asking the name of the small gang, Dean took out his mobile phone, called Amon in front of him, and asked about the background of the small gang.

   Half an hour later.

   Amon was a little speechless and called back:

   "Dean, that's just a black glove used by a district councilor to make money.

  The other party is an old guy who is about to retire. He probably wanted to blackmail the Lucchese family before stepping down, so he deliberately united with several middle-level personnel to make the momentum scary and intimidate the Lucchese family.

   They dare not really tear their face apart. "

   Dean cheekily chose to ignore Amon's complaints.

   Have the right not to use it, and it will become invalid when it expires.

   This guy, Amon, actually watched him. If he didn't take advantage of his guilty conscience, Dean was afraid that he would be unhappy!

hang up the phone.

  Dean smiled and looked at the dumbfounded Dick: "Do you hear me clearly?"

   Standing so close, Dick naturally heard Amon's words clearly.

  He licked his lips and asked in surprise, "Dean, are you really just a detective in Los Angeles?"

Dean reached into his bosom, took out the small books of the FBI and NSA, and said lightly: "Actually, I am still a special employee of the FBI, an honorary consultant of the NSA, and an honorary detective of the New York Police Department. In fact, if you had told me earlier Speaking of this matter, they should give me a face."

   He said it easily.

  But every name is like a big stone thrown into the lake. In Dick's young heart, it smashed up the stormy waves and caused many ripples, and finally turned into admiration and...worship!

   Cousin Dean, awesome!

   See Dick looking at himself adoringly.

  Dean smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Since the meeting is to deal with this trouble, I won't participate. I will contact you more in the future. Dick, I like you brothers and sisters very much."

   "Huh?" When Dick heard this, he couldn't help but said anxiously: "Cousin Dean, are you leaving?"

   "Los Angeles is in a hurry, as for the family's troubles."

  Dean turned and went back to the house, and wrote lightly: "It doesn't matter, I will make a move."

  Dick left here in a daze.

  He wanted to rush to tell his grandfather about this matter.

  At this time, there are already many unfamiliar faces in the hall, old or young, men and women, who are getting to know each other and expanding their circle of contacts.

   These are members of the Lucchese family who have been scattered all over the world over the years.

  Some have achieved mixed results, and they are considered powerful in the local area.

   But more, similar to Dean's grandfather, Old Ryan, who first gained a foothold with the support of the family, but at most he was rich, but he lost his previous power.

   And because the power is scattered.

  So in many cases, these exodus family members can only provide financial feedback to the New York Lucchese family, but cannot provide more help in other aspects.

Precisely.

  These people are the back and last cards of the Lucchese family!

   Someone recognized Dick and greeted him warmly.

  Dick dealt with them in a daze, and hurried to the conference room.

   Now his mind is full of Dean's understatement, but with domineering words: It doesn't matter, I will shoot.

   That screen.

   Dick will never forget it after a long, long time.

the other side.

  After listening to his grandson's narration, Grandpa Dick hurried to the residence where Dean and Neal stayed, ready to have a good chat with each other.

   But when they arrived.

  The waiter at the door shyly said: "The owner, Mr. Dean, just drove away from the manor with Miss Nell."

  The old man sighed, and patted his grandson Dick on the shoulder: "Dean is your cousin, you should keep in touch with him more in the future!"

  Dick nodded, then hesitated and said, "Grandfather, what if Cousin Dean just ran away because he was afraid of getting into trouble?"

   "Do you think such a person can become a detective at the age of 22?"

   After the old man finished speaking, he left with a smile on his face, and even the grief over the death of his eldest grandson was washed away a lot.

   There are successors in the family.

  The other party also left directly in a sensible manner, avoiding the meeting and stealing the limelight from the host.

   This person can deal with.

  And even if what the other party said is false.

   But it's true that Dean and Neal are close.

  Even if the other party lied to them, it is impossible for them to take the initiative to tear their faces for this reason.

  So there is no need to think too much, just wait for the result.

  At this time, Dean was whistling, and with the sleepy Neil, he was going to change to a high-end hotel for two days of fun.

  If he knew what the old man was thinking, he would only tell him: You think too much!

  The reason why he chose to leave directly.

   One is to keep a distance from the Lucchese family.

  The second is to put a veil of mystery on himself, so that he can use the manpower and material resources of the Lucchese family for nothing in the future, and solve some inconvenient things for himself.

  Subordinates are used to do things.

  As long as they can make them willing to do things for themselves.

   Dean doesn't care if he actually controls them.

   This is the same as dating a scumbag.

  No matter how a woman lives, as long as she needs it, the other party is willing to take the initiative to pay and open a room with her.

  Maybe God can't see Dean being such a scumbag.

  Just as Dean was thinking about where to take Neil to have fun, a call came from Los Angeles.

   Dean looked down.

   This is actually Meng En's call.

   This gave him a bad feeling.

   A moment.

  Dean threw the phone aside with some displeasure.

   There is no way to play with Neil Yuanyang.

  There is a big and tricky case in Los Angeles!

   At 11:30, there is still a chapter of 5,000 words to start a new case.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)