King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 1831 - 1511: Old Acquaintance

Before the FBI arrived, Joe Ga had already withdrawn from the vault...

He didn't wait there but claid a minor injury as a reason, and checked into a hospital in Manhattan with his entourage.

Frank Reagan, with his high level of political wisdom, knew that detaining Joe Ga in the vault wouldn't benefit him at all...

Because too many people had seen those 'suspicious' gold bars in the vault...

The hostages saw them, the officers saw them, the vault has surveillance, and the officers are equipped with body caras...

As a rational high-ranking police official, Frank Reagan was well aware that without silencing everyone present, the vault's problem would definitely not stay hidden.

Frank was relatively upright, so he chose to drag the FBI in, letting more law enforcent see the situation, given that the Federal Reserve Bank falls under FBI jurisdiction.

Just like Rashiri's email years ago, two FBI tech agents examining evidence showed it to more people to save their own skins.

These 'more people' eventually stood on the side of justice to save themselves, forcing the big players to take a political resolution rather than simply erase them physically.

Now, Frank is doing sothing similar...

The problem with the gold stored inside the Federal Reserve Bank's vault is catastrophic!

It's a hundred tis more explosive than the news about Speaker Lopesi's husband hiring a gigolo, refusing to pay due to dissatisfaction, and ending up with a hamr injury from the gigolo.

Frank didn't know who was involved, so he didn't dare wager and chose to straighten his position and control those within the NYPD structure.

It reflects the stance of a mature politician focused on stability, but he couldn't control Joe Ga...

He did all he could, and with Joe Ga out roaming, the pressure around him would lessen significantly, especially with FBI involvent.

The exact consequences of the vault issue being exposed, Frank, as a finance outsider, couldn't fully ascertain.

The only thing Frank was sure about now is that suppressing the information is impossible and irresponsible for his and his colleagues' lives.

While Frank was busy, Joe Ga changed clothes in a private hospital in Manhattan and, using an ambulance to evade the journalists, took nearly an hour to reach the police station in Manhattan's Upper East Side...

'Iceman' and 'Water Ghost', after evacuating by helicopter, pursued the sniper who attacked Joe Ga and his team.

Rhino almost got blasted into pieces by a shot while crossing the street, which was intolerable and couldn't be delayed, even a little delay would keep Joe Ga awake over a vendetta.

They must be killed!

Even if they can't destroy all the 'Ladder of Light' divisions across Arica at once, at least finishing off the New York division and killing them would wrap it up.

'Ladder of Light's killers acted with great caution. Once aware of their exposure, they imdiately chose to retreat into the safe houses arranged by the organization, patiently awaiting the next task.

However, they never expected that the snipers who ambushed Joe Ga's convoy from the Fairness Building were from P.B., consisting of two army-style top-notch snipers with high-tech equipnt support.

The New York FBI, because of the director Lesler, could practically count as P.B.'s own people.

Through cross-tracking by drones and traffic surveillance, these killers who had exposed their tracks simply couldn't hide.

Joe Ga stepped off the crowded ambulance and saw an old acquaintance, New York police officer Danny Regan...

Looking at the unsatisfied expression on Paul Scholes, Joe Ga laughed and hugged the stubborn little guy: "Buddy, good to see you!"

Danny Regan rolled his eyes, saying, "I'm not happy..."

Joe Ga shrugged, smiling: "I don't care how you feel!"

Joe Ga glanced at the few prepared cars and smiled: "I'm now a force supplier working with the NYPD, your director gave a big contract.

I'm about to create a massacre in the Upper East Side, I need a cop familiar with the terrain to guide ...

Are you volunteering, or should I ask for a rookie to join ?

I personally prefer using rookies because guiding them to beco mature gives a sense of accomplishnt."

Danny Regan listened, looking down, gritting his teeth and hesitating a few seconds, finally looking at Joe Ga helplessly, saying: "I'll guide you, but don't make it too big...

This is the Upper East Side, once sothing major happens here, the consequences will..."

Joe Ga patted Danny's shoulder, laughed: "Relax, Wall Street made a huge ss, I assure you, even if I turn the Upper East Side into Baghdad, nobody will have the ti to bother ."

Danny replied nervously: "I just got back from Wall Street; wasn't the battle over there?"

Joe Ga maliciously smiled and said, "That's Wall Street, the core that leads global finance, where people sit in offices tapping keyboards, and soone gets rich or dies because of it.

A gunfight and death, what big problem is that for Wall Street?"

As he spoke, Joe Ga saw Danny's increasingly worried expression, and he laughed, saying, "Do you want to know what 'big problem' really is?"

Danny Regan hesitated for a mont and said, "Can I know?"

Joe Ga saw the worry in Danny's eyes and said, "You're a small-ti cop, better off not knowing those deadly troubles. Hang out with for a few days, I'll get you promoted and a raise..."

Danny was obviously sowhat distracted, he subconsciously nodded, and said worriedly, "Is it serious?"

Joe Ga paused, looked at Danny, and said, "Why are you suddenly concerned about this?

Buddy, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but I think knowing might actually be unsafe for you…"

Speaking, Joe Ga looked at Danny's stubborn eyes and sowhat familiar nose, curiously asking, "Your last na is Reagan, what's your relationship with Frank Reagan?"

Danny hesitated for a mont and said, "Frank is my father…"

Joe Ga blinked in disbelief and said, "Are you sure?"

Upon hearing this, Danny said with so frustration, "It's not sothing particularly worth bragging about, why would I lie?

Every police station in New York knows I'm Frank Reagan's son, but it doesn't stop from being the best cop!"

Joe Ga listened, reached out, and gestured over Danny's head, laughing as he said, "No, I an, your dad's 6'3", but you barely make it to 5'7".

FUCK, your dad's almost 70 years old and he's got more hair than you, are you sure you're his biological child?"

As he spoke, Joe Ga suddenly thought of sothing, circled Danny, and said nodding, "No wonder you've ssed up so many tis, yet still manage to stick around as a cop.

Indeed, in this ssed-up place called Arica, being a pissed-off cop without a good dad is really tough!"

Danny glared at Joe Ga and said irritably, "I beca a cop for myself, and I am where I am today because of myself…"

Joe Ga didn't refute Danny. This guy, over forty, is just a detective in a major cris unit.

If he were actually relying on his father, he wouldn't be rely like this now.

However, this guy is the type of cop Joe Ga, from the cannon fodder faction, most admires, those overflowing with a sense of justice, always angry at injustices and criminals' violations against victims.

Any major cri victim hopes the police handling their case are angry.

But once cops get in that state, problems are inevitable!

Joe Ga believes Danny didn't rely on his dad for promotions and raises, but he's certain without Frank covering for him, Danny couldn't be a cop for long.

Thinking back to when he left the Federal Reserve Bank, Frank had specially arranged for Danny to coordinate…

At first, he thought Frank was just arranging for a familiar face to help, but now Joe Ga gets it…

Frank Reagan was subtly hinting, hoping that if trouble arose, Joe could look out for Danny Regan, this troublemaker, not let him go too far.

Frank's identity ant he couldn't share his problems and predicant with Danny, but through Joe, he could offer enough warning to his son.

This old guy hadn't said anything substantive, but he turned Danny into a contact for both sides, showing that he wasn't optimistic about his situation.

Once he figured out the connection, Joe Ga's expression turned heavy, he patted Danny's shoulder and said, "Frank's in big trouble...

The gold in the Federal Reserve Bank vault has been swapped, the exact amount is uncertain, but the discovered quantity will definitely lead to questioning of the Federal Reserve Bank.

That gold doesn't belong to Arica but to those countries without US dollars, stored here as collateral for trades.

Once the Federal Reserve Bank's security and legality are questioned, it will cause a series of terrifying subsequent reactions.

Gold rush, financial turmoil, hundreds if not thousands will lose their heads…"

Hearing this, Danny looked shocked at Joe and said, "If those politicians want to cover up the truth, many people will die!"

Joe Ga shrugged and said, "That's why I'm leaving first. The bigger the noise I make, the higher my presence, the less pressure on your dad's side."

Upon hearing this, Danny quickly walked to a sowhat battered-looking car parked nearby, opened the door, and slapped the roof hard, saying, "What are we waiting for, let's go…"