Chapter 2 New York's Big Red Stick
"Uh...... This ......" Fetcher was a little embarrassed, scratched her unkempt black hair, and finally decided to tell the truth, "We Italians do 'business' in the United States all in the family, I am from the Nizzo family, a partner of the Collobo family, but I don't mix very well, or outsiders look quite imposing, but I am just a Caporegime." ”
“Caporegime?”
"It's actually Italian, which means ......," Fetcher pondered for a long time trying to find a fitting word to translate, "Well, you understand that you are the leader of a certain region." ”
"Uh......"
"Okay, let me introduce you a little bit to our organization."
"Wait, isn't this your internal secret?" Edward hurriedly stopped, knowing too much might not be a good thing.
In the future, his future is very tight, the blossoming of politics and business is not a dream, some are best not to know, some people are also don't communicate, and if you want to contact, you have to find an agent on the other floor, such as Epstein.
"Don't mention it. Times have changed. The Gambino family compromised with the FBI and even sold the family's story to a publisher! It is said that the movies are all on! These mercenary traitors! Féricher looked indignant: "They have betrayed tradition!" ”
"Okay, let's get down to business. The New York underground was controlled by five Italian families, and the organizational structure was essentially the same. The boss, as we usually call him, is your Excellency or don, and he sees the whole picture. Below is the small boss, usually the boss's son or nephew, who acts as the boss's agent when necessary. And then there's Consigliere in between, you understand as legal counsel. ”
"Wait? Legal adviser?! If you have legal counsel, why do you still come to me? With such a high status in the family, it must be very powerful. ”
"Not really." Fricht sighed, "Actually, this position can only be filled by the boss's cronies, who are responsible for coordinating the contradictions and resources within the family, and is responsible for legalizing the 'family business'. He is also usually the personal bodyguard of the small boss. At this, Féricet's face was a little strange.
"But legally, well, definitely more than I do. At the very least, he knew that the justices of the Federal Supreme Court were for life and that it was illegal to openly launder money. In addition, when they resolve family conflicts, they usually like to point a pistol to the head of one party to persuade them. ”
"Oh...... Well, you go ahead. "Edward is helpless, what a legal adviser with gangster characteristics.
"Below is the Caporegime, or it can be called the horn head, responsible for taking care of an area, but the main task is to command more than twenty 'soldiers' under his command, which is the guarantee of the 'strength' of the 'family'." Féricher raised his right arm, and through his shirt he could see that his well-developed biceps were bulging, "I am one of the more than 10 horns in the 'family', and horns are often referred to as 'first-class fighters', and of course you can say that you can be a thug." It's basically a five-level system. ”
"Well, boss, advisor, petty boss, hornhead, soldier" Edward gently recounted his newfound strange knowledge, but other words came to his mind, "incense master, white paper fan, second road marshal, double flower big red stick, straw sandals, tsk, so it is much easier to understand." ”
It's easy to understand, but I don't know why I feel cordial when I look at the black-haired and black-eyed muscular man in front of me, and at the same time, I am a little vaguely worried that the other party will switch languages at any time, and sing "Wan Chai...... Brooklyn has always been a big fan of me, and I've had fun." Then I remembered that before I crossed over, Chen Haonan's main business had evolved from collecting protection money or selling white powder to smuggling pirated CDs, milk powder, chicken feet, various beauty makeup, and Apple mobile phones from HK to the mainland, and I couldn't help but have a magical feeling of vicissitudes.
Shaking his head, he drove the mess out of his mind.
"What about the family? After all, there are a few lawyers. Edward asked.
This is a matter of course, after all, it is known as a country under the rule of law, and the mafia must act in accordance with the Basic Law, of course, violence is also very important, don't you see that the title of the "family" boss is called "legal counsel"?
Lawyers are often the instigators of crimes, but in Millican, lawyers play a much greater role – not only to instigate crimes, but also to teach them how to commit crimes at the lowest cost.
New York is not as chaotic and lawless as Chicago of the "machine-gun Capone".
On the contrary, the major mafia parties are bent on whitewashing, and the profession of "family lawyer"/legal advisor has become more and more popular.
The five major families all have their own groups of lawyers, and the Nizzo family, to which Feliche belongs, is not so arrogant, but there are also lawyers who are determined to work hard.
"This ...... Hey...... "Ferrich's eager eyes dimmed a little, "I won't tell you, I can use a few lawyers in the family, but this time it's different, in the past, we FFXXK committed a crime, let the lawyer help us get rid of the crime, our lawyer FXXK is good at dealing with this kind of thing, to put it bluntly, it is to use the legal loopholes to reach various agreements with the government, grasp the small and magnify, we will make some blood, or hand over a few scapegoats, otherwise, FXXK I plead guilty and go to FXXK's prison for a few months, Then get out on medical parole, and the matter will be over, and by the way, you can still accept a few reliable 'fighters' in prison. But this time my brother was really wronged. ”
"But the FXXK prosecutor is holding on to it, and the bottom line price offered by the other party is that we cooperate and plead guilty, the prosecutor will indict it for second-degree murder, and FXXK's sentence will be under 10 years. Acquittal would not be out of the question if more information could be provided. ”
"Actually, the prosecution's conditions are okay." Edward said in passing.
It's really good, being prosecuted for second-degree murder is equivalent to saving a life, not to mention that there is a chance of acquittal, and the prosecution is very sincere.
"No, please believe me, my dearest brother Dami, there is absolutely no murder!" At this point, Ferry pulled open the collar of his shirt with such force that three buttons broke at once, revealing his swarthy chest hair and several large frightening scars, which attracted the attention of everyone in the café.
Realizing that his behavior was rude, he hurriedly added, "I swear by the names of my parents in heaven!" Little Dami definitely didn't kill anyone, absolutely nothing! ”
Seeing that Edward still had that unsmiling poker face, Fericher was helpless, and his tone was a lot lower, "I know you don't believe it, but it's true, yes, our family has a lot of 'business', but little Dami is different from us, he has not been interested in these since he was a child, in fact, he is more like you Jews in terms of behavior, especially likes to study and has good grades, after being admitted to business school, he simply moved out of his family, and also refused the support of his family, relying on scholarships, student loans and after-school jobs to make a living." ”