Although the woman who got out of the car in front of her glanced back, it was obviously unintentional, and she quickly turned her head again, hid under the umbrella held up by the driver, and walked towards the main entrance of the villa.

Adair frowned, but her eyes remained focused on the woman.

"Hey!" Bella, who was sitting in the back seat, sensitively noticed his abnormality, she reached out and patted Adel on the shoulder with a little jealousy, and said angrily, "Haven't you seen enough after watching it for so long?

"Oh?" said Adel instinctively after coming back to his senses, without thinking about it, "do you know a woman?"

"Of course, Brooklyn's most famous courtesan," Bella snorted and said in a dissatisfied tone, "My husband can't wait to change his surname back to Feng ** as soon as his whereabouts are unknown, but it's not so easy if you want to sleep with her, she's not as easy to be tricked as I am." ”

Adel then understood that Bella was jealous, he smiled speechlessly, and explained: "Where do you want to go, I just see that she is a little familiar, by the way, is her husband's surname Heisenberg?

"Do you really know her?" asked Bella, curiously, "She did have Heisenberg's original surname, but she has recently changed her surname back to her own." ”

"What do you say she does, a courtesan from Brooklyn?" asked Adair continued.

"Yes, a woman with a lot of means, in the town hall, she has a lot of acquaintances, even Susa can't help but deliberately please her, it is said that ......" Bella said in a low voice, close to Adelle's ear, "it is said that she has a very close relationship with those gangsters, so you must not provoke such a woman." ”

"What's her name?" asked Adair in a calm tone, "Alyssa, Alyssa Atley." ”

Adair nodded, keeping the name in his heart, but didn't ask anything else.

Waiting for the woman's car in front of him to leave, Adel drove the car to the door of the villa, and saw the dressed bella enter the door, and then drove the car away, turned onto Lexington Avenue, went around in a circle, and went directly to the direction of Hell's Kitchen Pier.

By the time I drove to the Hell's Kitchen dock, it was already completely dark, and the rain was getting heavier.

Adair drove the car straight down the dock to the door of Reuben's residence, and when he turned off the car, the door of Reuben's residence was opened through a crack inside, and someone peeked out from the inside.

Adair took the umbrella and pushed the door open, and when he got out of the car, the snoopers hurriedly opened the door and welcomed him in.

Ignoring the boys who were here talking too much, Adel made a beeline for Reuben's residence.

In the bedroom where Reuben lived, Adair found Reuben who was having dinner with Cleford, and at a glance, the dinner they ate was very simple, one steak and two apples for each person.

The two obviously didn't expect that Adair would come over in such a heavy rain, so they all shook for a moment, and then they stood up in unison.

"Why is it raining so hard?" asked Ruben first.

"It's okay, I'm driving," Adair nodded at the two of them, motioning for them to sit down, then moved a stool to sit next to them, pointed to the steak on the table, and asked, "Anything else?" ”

Reuben picked up a small towel in his hand, wiped his mouth, and then greeted people loudly.

Soon, a dark-skinned girl pushed the door in and asked something in a language that Adair didn't understand, and Reuben quickly said something to her, and then turned to Adel and said, "Why, haven't you eaten dinner yet?"

"No," Adair nodded, digressing the subject, "How's it going?"

"I heard some news," Ruben said first, and then turned his head to look at Clifford on the other side, "the details are all recorded, at Clifford's." ”

Clifford didn't even bother to wipe his mouth, he stood up and walked to the side, took a small book from a broken shelf, and handed it to Adair.

The small book remembers that it is all the news that Ruben has heard in the past two days, that is, the key mission information in the New York City Port Authority and the No. 72 Police Department, including the family status of the high-level figures in these two departments, personal preferences or something - these are all specially asked by Adele to collect Ruben before.

After only two pages, Adair's movements stopped, and he pointed to a name in the notebook and asked, "This Habzen Becker ......"

Just mentioning the name of the person he was pointing, Adair fell silent, not knowing if he had thought of something.

"This man is the current commissioner of the Port Authority," Reuben waited for a while, and seeing that he did not continue, he spoke, "Of course, he is still an insatiable vampire in New Jersey, and our docks are under his direct management, and every month he will arrange for someone to collect money, of course, to Morliffe." ”

Adair nodded, in the past few days, he has also done some understanding of the situation on the port authority's side. Before 21 years, the entire Port of New York was divided into two parts, one belonging to the Port Authority of New York and the other to the Port Authority of New Jersey. Because the terms of reference of the two port authorities overlap, disputes often arise. So, in 1921, after coordination, the state governments of New York and New Jersey applied to Congress to form the current New York Port Authority, in fact, the current New York Port Authority should be called the New York New Jersey Port Authority.

The newly established Port Authority does not yet have the post of Director-General, but a management committee composed of 12 members of the Port Authority's management committee, which is divided into districts to manage the affairs of ports, shipping and bridges. The 12 commissioners were personally appointed by the governors of New York and New Jersey, with six members each, which can be described as impartial.

Since this Becker can go to Hell's Kitchen Pier to collect money, it means that this port area is under his management.

Adair looked at Reuben's little notebook again, which noted the guy's family status, according to the book, this guy had a little lover from California, named Alan Delin, an actress in the Broadway Caster Cabaret. Becker himself is nearly 50 years old, but this Alan is only in his early 20s, an old man with a young wife, so he naturally can't put it down, so Becker will stay in New York for 5 days out of 7 days a week.

"To deal with this Becker, it's best to start with his little lover," After thinking for a while, Adel flicked his fingers on the small notebook and said, "Have you arranged for someone to check this woman?"

"It's been checked," Ruben said with a frown, "but you also know that we don't have any very good sources of information, so even if we try to check, we can't really find anything too useful." ”

Adair nodded, he could understand Reuben's difficulty, after all, most of the people under his command were illegal immigrants, and it would be too difficult to expect these illegal immigrants to find out any secret information.

"In the past two days, the people I have arranged to go out have heard some gossip," Ruben first explained the difficulties he was facing, and then continued, "It is said that Alan is having an awkward relationship with Becker for a while, and the reason seems to be related to a musical and dance that is being rehearsed by the Custer Cabaret. ”

"Oh?" said Adair, intrigued, leaning forward.

"This revue is choreographed by George Albert, and Allen seems to be trying to get a role from it, but," said Ruben, spreading his hands, "you know, Broadway is not a clean place, and if you want to make a name for yourself, you can't just be beautiful or talented, so Allen seems to have approached Becker in the hope that he can help him a little." ”

"Didn't work out?" asked Adele.

"The Caster Cabaret doesn't give a man like Becker any face, and I believe he knows it, so it's not that it didn't work out, it's that it didn't work out at all," Ruben laughs.

"I see," Adel raised his hand and scratched his head, nodding and said, "Then let's start from this aspect, can we find a relationship in the Custer Cabaret?"

"I'm afraid there are no relationships that can come in handy," said Reuben, shaking his head, "but if you are a young actor, you can find a lot of them, hehe, over the years, I have introduced a lot of Broadway actors to business." ”

In these years, Broadway is very dirty, and many young people come to New York with the mentality of becoming famous and making a fortune, and come to Broadway, but the low salary makes them unable to even arrange their own lives, so in order to be able to live in New York, where every inch of land is expensive, they have to find another way.

"Very good," Adair nodded and said, "Then find the most suitable person as soon as possible, and we will try to establish contact with this Alan in the shortest possible time." ”

"Okay, I'll arrange it as soon as possible. Reuben said without hesitation that it would not be difficult for him.

"Try to choose the time of the evening," Adair admonished, "I've probably been busy lately, and I can't spare time during the day." ”

Ruben didn't speak, just nodded.

"In addition to this Becker, there's the 72nd Precinct," Adel continued to look through the small notebook in his hand, found another man's name, and said, "George, Captain George Medellin?"

"That's right, Captain George Medellin," said Reuben, "but he's not from the 72nd Precinct, he's from the New York Police Department." ”

"Oh?" Adel frowned, not understanding why Ruben had brought out this man's information.

"This guy is a regular at the underground casino in Hell's Kitchen," Ruben explained, "and he signed a lot of money, supposedly tens of thousands of dollars." I heard that some time recently, the gopher gang was preparing to trouble him. ”

Adel nodded, gambler, this kind of person should be the easiest to buy.

(I went out, I didn't come back until 3 o'clock this morning, and I didn't update it yesterday, sorry.) ）