Empire of Shadows

Everyone's eyes were focused on Elvin. Lance gestured for him to speak, then quietly watched him.

Lance knew that Elvin was clever and intelligent, so he wasn't worried about Elvin saying anything inappropriate.

If it were someone else, like Ethan, he would have reminded Ethan not to say anything that would spoil the mood.

Elvin also looked at the people around him. "Actually, everyone wanted to come. Lance, Ethan, Melo, including Enio, they all wanted to come. Everyone is willing to contribute to the company and to you."

"It's just that we're a little luckier and were chosen by you, so we have this opportunity to share such a large sum of money."

"I'm very grateful to you, Lance. We really had a hard time before, until you decided to change everything!"

These words resonated with Hiram and the others. They really had a hard time. The anti-immigration storm still had lingering effects.

If they hadn't been unable to obtain work permits and find suitable jobs, they most likely wouldn't have come to work here when they knew this company had problems.

They were just holding onto the thought of "what if they give us money?" and worked here for a month, which reflected the plight of immigrants and illegal immigrants at this time.

Elvin's sincere emotions caused people to sigh and empathize.

"So, my idea is that I'll take two hundred, and the rest will be deposited into the company account."

Maurice was the first to raise his hand in agreement. "Yes, when I heard that we were going to be divided such a large sum of money, although I felt a little bit of joy, I quickly felt fear."

"I've never seen so much money. I'm afraid it will control me. I don't want to become a sinner or a fool because of this money."

"I'll also take two hundred, and deposit the rest into the company account…"

Lance's people all chose to do this, while Hiram's group all looked at Hiram.

Hiram thought for a while, and shook his head, but his hair was wet from the rain and didn't move, so he could only flick it with his hand.

I have to say, when he made this action, coupled with his stupid face, he looked as stupid as he could be, full of deception.

"Lance, no matter what others say, from my point of view, you did this to help us."

"At first, I just wanted to ask you to help us get back the wages that belonged to us and give these people some punishment. I didn't expect there would be so much!"

"I also think… money isn't necessarily better the more there is, enough is enough."

"I also have an idea…"

He glanced at Elvin, and then said very sincerely, "I want to follow you, Lance."

"From Elvin and other friends, it can be seen that you can let me live with dignity!"

"I only need my salary. I'm afraid that if I have too much money in my hands at once, I won't be able to control it and spend it recklessly, attracting the attention of others."

Hiram looked very stupid, especially his dull eyes and the action of flicking his hair from time to time, as stupid as a mentally handicapped farmer from the countryside.

But the ability he actually showed was far beyond ordinary people.

"Do you represent yourself, or all of you?"

Hiram turned to look at the others. They had also had some contact before, and their relationship had improved after being oppressed together for a month.

Several people stood up and said that they were willing to follow Hiram's lead, as long as they were given fifty dollars.

But there were also two people who didn't speak, which made Hiram a little embarrassed, but he didn't say anything.

This was Lance's home field, and he couldn't issue orders or handle things on Lance's behalf.

"It doesn't matter, this is what you deserve. You have also taken great risks. No one can say that your choice is wrong."

The bodies of the two people, which were a little tense, obviously relaxed, but then Lance said again, "Tomorrow you go to the company to get the money, and then you will have nothing to do with this matter completely."

"But at the same time, I also hope that you can keep a low profile for a while. If this matter is known because of your problems."

"You should understand that I can deal with the Feds, and naturally I can also deal with the Imperials."

"I don't want the day to come when I have to personally throw you into an oil drum and sink you into Angel Lake, and even implicate your family!"

These words were very serious. The two people were actually a little regretful at this time, but more than four thousand dollars was too attractive!

This meant that they would have to work for ten years without eating or drinking under the condition of having a legal job and not being deducted wages to get this money!

If it were like now, needing to rent someone else's work permit, they might need twenty or thirty years to save this money!

On one side was the fifty dollars that came to them in a moment of impulse, and on the other side was the more than four thousand dollars in hand. They quickly made a decision and strengthened their ideas.

"I understand, Lance. I guarantee that this matter will only be known to myself, and no second person will know about this matter through my mouth, otherwise I will let you dispose of me!"

The other person also said roughly the same thing. Lance nodded noncommittally, just warning them, "Remember what you said."

Then he showed a smile on his face again, "Come on, there's still so much meat, it's a pity to waste it."

Some people ate easily without burden, but some people ate absentmindedly.

The heavy rain stopped drizzling in the middle of the night, the clear night sky was full of stars, and the faint starlight illuminated the earth.

The next morning, Lance was constantly observing the warehouse. He thought that the police would come over last night.

After all, if hundreds of thousands of goods were lost at once, it was impossible for the owner not to know about it, and it was impossible for him to bear the loss himself.

But after waiting until now, no police have come. Instead, the warehouse has been completely closed again, and two large trucks are parked outside the warehouse, blocking the door.

This really made Lance a little confused. He believed that the only possible situation was that this batch of wine was black goods!

He asked Ethan to bring two brothers over to guard it, and they all brought weapons.

Lance went to find a way to find out what was going on.

At the same time, three people in formal attire knocked on the door of the coroner's office of the Jin Gang City Police Department.

The coroner, who had been working, stood up to receive them.

The coroner had seen many people, all kinds of living people, and all kinds of dead people. He could tell at a glance that these people should be gang members, and they were the kind of gangsters who had a certain influence in Jin Gang City.

You can't expect those street kids who don't even have enough money for dinner to wear a name-brand suit that costs hundreds of dollars and wear a nice tie.

After shaking hands with the person who entered the office, he sat back at the table and handed over a file.

While this person was looking at the file, he was observing this person.

He should be less than thirty years old, but he may also be in his early thirties. He is very fair and looks a little slender, not strong.

However, he chose a slim-fitting suit, which would not make the clothes look loose, which is a person who pays attention to details.

His collar and cuffs have been carefully arranged, and even the tie knot is tied very neatly.

The only thing that the coroner felt was a little lacking was his hands. There were scars on the back of his hands, more than one, and calluses on his palms.

A few minutes later, the visitor put down the document, turned his head from side to side, and a violent aura rose from him.

He seemed to want to destroy or destroy something, but this was not a place he was familiar with, and he ultimately did not knock the things on the table down.

He clenched his fists with both hands, then quickly released them, pushed his hair, and calmed down after a while.

"The above… said he was stuffed to death."

His voice was also very nice, slightly hoarse, which is very in line with the current female perception of "magnetic".

The coroner nodded. "His facial masseter muscles and other muscle groups have lacerations. There is a high probability that someone stuffed food in hard, causing him to rupture his stomach wall, resulting in a large amount of blood loss and death."

The man laughed a few times suddenly after hearing this, then shook his head, "That idiot!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to make an apologetic gesture, and pointed to the photo on the file, "I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about this dead idiot!"

His eyes were a little red, "Have you figured out who killed him?"

The coroner shook his head. "You have to ask Officer Lucar, who is in charge of this case. His office is in the Criminal Investigation Team, with a nameplate on the door."

The man stood up, took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and shook hands with the coroner again, "Thank you for what you have done. Can I go… see him?"

The coroner nodded. "But not now. Officer Lucar will take you there, and then there will be a procedure and form for claiming the body. You will see him."

He hesitated for a moment, "People always die. I hope you can stop the grief and life goes on."

The man nodded vigorously, "Thank you, thank you for your enlightenment. I feel much better!"

He turned and left here. Looking at his back, the coroner knew that Jin Gang City was going to be uneasy again…