If you want to launder $200,000 in cash, it is not difficult for Adel in theory, he has a way, but the problem is that in order to turn theoretical things into reality, it takes many conditions, but he does not have these conditions at all now.

But it doesn't matter, there are no conditions to create conditions, and fortunately, Adel now has a friend named Reuben, although this friend is very down, but he has an advantage - he is a famous pimp in Hell's Kitchen, and he also controls a large number of dock workers in the docks of Hell's Kitchen.

The room in the cabin was dimly lit, and under the light, Adelle, Reuben, and Clifford sat cross-legged in a circle on the ground, and in the middle of the circle was a large leather bag full of bundles of bills.

"Adele, this matter is troublesome," said Reuben, his brow furrowed, and he sighed in the smoke as he took a cigarette, "Cole is called a mad dog because he doesn't follow the rules, and he doesn't follow any rules. In the underworld of New York, he gives no face to anyone but his countryman Ernie. Moreover, because Ernie sat back and watched the expansion of the Italians and kept the Hell's Kitchen area alone, Cole was also dissatisfied with him, and it is estimated that he would not even give Ernie face now. ”

Ernie is Ernie Madden, the boss of the biggest gangster in Hell's Kitchen, and he is also the godfather of the current Irish gang in New York. Just in May, 30 of the nation's leading gang leaders gathered in New York for a meeting.

Initially, the consensus reached at the meeting was that the gangs would demarcate their own spheres of influence, that there would be no more clashes for a year, and that Al Capone would be killed in order to give the police an explanation. However, because Capone's friend Luciano was transferred and promised to come forward in person to persuade Capone to surrender to the police, the decision was not carried out.

Because at the meeting in May, only Ernie Madden, the head of an Irish gang, was invited, and Cole the Mad Dog and Delmon Longleg were not invited, plus the Italians killed O'Banion and Moran successively, so Cole and Delmont ignored the decision made at the meeting, and in June, they continued to fight Italian gangs in New York and shot and killed many people.

To be sure, in this process, Ernie must have persuaded Cole and Delmon, but now it seems that there is no effect, so it can be seen that Ernie can no longer control Cole and Delmon.

The most unfortunate thing is that in the face of the revenge of the Italians, the mad dog Cole has lost his territory on the Five Forks, and he is now hiding in XC, where he lives, and no one knows where he is hiding, and such a guy is actually the most terrifying, because you don't know where he will suddenly jump out of nowhere and throw a shuttle bullet at you.

"If not, I'll leave this matter to me," said Clifford, gritting his teeth, "Adel can find an excuse to meet this mad dog, and I'll ...... then."

"Don't think about it," said Adair, waving his hand without waiting for him to finish, "they're outlaws, but we're not, we don't have blood on our hands, at least not directly." ”

"And Cole isn't that stupid, he certainly won't come out himself, and don't forget, he's a guy who can't even be found in Italian gangsters. Reuben smiled and rejected Clifford's proposal.

"That's a bad idea, so what do you say? Clifford scratched his scalp and said.

"Mad dog Cole, we can ignore him for a while," Adel said, following his own train of thought, "Anyway, he doesn't directly threaten my safety right now, he's just laundering a sum of money." ”

"It's all about how the money is laundered, right?" said Reuben.

Adair nodded, that's right, this is the biggest problem, if you take this money and save it directly into the account, it's not that you can't save it, the key is that the hidden danger is too big and it's easy to have problems. If you find an informal brokerage company and hand it over to them to do it, there is no problem, but people have to charge an expensive handling fee, 200,000 US dollars, and they will deduct at least 30%.

"What do you think?" Ruben continued to ask as he nodded.

Adel did not reply to him directly, but was silent for a while, and after about two or three minutes, he raised his head, looked at Ruben and said, "Reuben, what do you think of the union?"

"Unions are our enemies," said Reuben without thinking, "there are unions on the docks, and their head is Thierry Morlif. We worked on the docks for a day, and even if we only earned one dollar, we had to pay them 30 to 40 cents, otherwise we wouldn't get a job the next day. These guys are vampires, villains, scum overflowing from hell. ”

"And how many full members are there in this union?" Adair continued.

"Two or three hundred at most," said Reuben dismissively, "and they are all moths, and they are paid the highest salaries, but they do not work, and even the cleaning work must be arranged by me for nothing." ”

"You didn't think about forming a union of your own?" asked Adair curiously.

"We organize a union?" said Reuben, looking a little puzzled, glaring at Adair, "How can we have that qualification? ”

"But, Reuben, as far as I know, although the current immigration policy is a bit strict, it is not very difficult to apply for a legal residency," after sitting for a long time, his butt hurt a little, and Adel squatted up, propped his elbows on his knees, and said, "Haven't you thought about applying for a legal residency?"

"Isn't it difficult?" said Reuben, sneering, "it depends on what you say." Yes, for many people, those conditions may not be difficult, but for those who live on the docks, it is simply impossible. ”

Stretching out a hand, Ruben snapped his fingers and said, "First of all, you have to have a sum of money, a large sum of money, which needs to be used to unblock the people of the immigration department. You know, there is a limit to the number of immigrants approved in New York every year, and if you want to get a quota, how can you do it without giving money? Moreover, do you know who controls the immigration bureau? De Lare, Leonard De Laere, this is a bastard who eats people and doesn't spit out bones, and if anyone wants to get a legal immigration quota in his hands, he needs to pay at least $20,000. $20,000, look at these people on the dock, who can get $20,000?"

"Secondly, according to the damn culture test law, if you want to get legal immigration status, you have to take the test, and you have to be able to write at least 40 words," Reuben said with a mocking smile, "These people on the dock, don't say 40 words, they can't write 10." ”

"What about you, why don't you apply for a legal immigration status for yourself?" asked Adair.

"Me?" Ruben paused, he was silent for a while, and then sighed and said, "My reason is more complicated, because my parents were involved in some things that they shouldn't have been involved in after smuggling into the United States that year, so I have long been blacklisted for immigration." ”

Adair nodded, he didn't ask in detail, however, it is estimated that Reuben's parents had participated in anti-American activities and other activities, which is a taboo for immigrants to apply for legal status.

"Oh, what does it have to do with your trouble?" Reuben asked curiously, thinking of the topic he had just discussed.

"That's right," Adel said, gathering his thoughts, "I'm going to make a deal with that Thierry Moriff. ”

"What business?" said Reuben, who was a bastard, and it was best not to get involved with him at all, if possible.

"I'm going to give him, well, to be exact, a sum of money to his dock workers, not a lot, $20 each," Adair smiled and said, "I guess that's going to be a good thing for Morroff, right?

"Of course no one refuses such a good thing," said Reuben, his eyes wide, "but the question is, do you have too much money to spend?

"Quite simply, because your people can't provide me with a bank account," Adel said with a shrug, "but, Morlif's people can." ”

"What do you mean?" said Reuben, stunned.

Adel glanced at him, shook his head and smiled: "Look at your nervous appearance, don't worry, I didn't think of sending him a sum of money for no reason, but now, this matter must be operated by him." ”

"What the hell is your idea?" asked Ruben with a frown.

"You'll know when the time comes," Adair waved his hand, said casually, and then admonished, "yes, you have to do one more thing for me, arrange more reliable people, well, as many as possible, both men and women, if you want to be an adult, I can use it." ”

Although he was still confused, although he was still a little dissatisfied, Ruben didn't say anything more, he believed that Adair knew what to do.

"Tell me where Morrif lives, and I'll pay him a visit," said Adelle, rising from the ground, flicking the soot from his body, "and if it goes well, maybe the problem of the money will be solved early tomorrow morning." ”