mtl008 Chapter 2301 Gotham Music Chapter (4)
Chapter 2301 Gotham Music Chapter (4)
Chapter 2301 Gotham Music Festival (Forty)
“There’s a body… There’s a body!!!!”
A man ran out of the bathroom, soaked and in a mess. He slipped and fell to the ground, but he still turned his body and pointed at the men's bathroom.
His voice was particularly loud because the sea water had just receded and most people were choking on the sea water and were lying on the ground retching. After he shouted, he also continued to vomit, then staggered to his feet and ran away quickly.
Although there were many people in the hall, most of them did not have the energy to check the situation. Oliver walked towards the stairs. Amanda said, "Don't go. Flamingo must have taken action."
“Flamenco?”
"Serial killer." Amanda's lips formed a line as she said, "My family's murderer."
Oliver paused, he turned around to look at Amanda and said, "The head of the FBI's Special Crimes Unit is chasing a serial killer from the West Coast to the East Coast, and he hasn't caught up yet. When did the FBI become so bad?"
"Why do you think I disobeyed orders?" Amanda's face was very bad. She said, "Flamingo is from a transnational drug trafficking organization. He..."
"The Confession Cartel," Oliver said a name before Amanda did.
Amanda stared at him in shock with wide eyes.
"Why do you think I challenged you and not the director of the FBI?"
Oliver sighed and said, "The Confession Cartel, a transnational drug trafficking organization in the United States and Mexico, headquartered in Guadalajara, Mexico, wanted to transport a large batch of marijuana products by sea and land to the east coast of the United States about two months ago. To be precise, it is Gotham, right?"
Amanda also looked at him in surprise. After thinking for a while, she said, "Yes, according to my investigation, the headquarters of this drug trafficking organization is indeed in Mexico and has been trafficking drugs into the United States."
Oliver said calmly, "Just two months ago, someone bought drugs from us at a high price."
Amanda knew who he was talking about us, she knew how big of a mess Oliver had gotten into in Mexico.
"You are in the drug business?" Amanda asked with some confusion, but she was not surprised. After all, to keep such a big business running, one must make money. In her opinion, drug trafficking is not an unforgivable crime, let alone drug trafficking to the United States.
"That's the key. Someone wants everyone to think so." Oliver sighed and said, "They bribed the warehouse managers to pretend to deliver goods in the middle of the night and then let the locals find out. In this way, they will think that although I am leading them to carry out agricultural reform on the surface, I am still doing drug business secretly."
"One of my companions, whom I had believed to be a comrade, but who, unfortunately, deceived me, said that it was I who had proposed the scheme, and that this explained the source of the large sum of money I had."
"He asked me to stop this dirty and despicable behavior in front of everyone. Everyone thought he was righteous, but I knew it was not the right time. If someone was causing trouble for me, it meant they must be doing something."
"I led a few people and followed the warehouse manager's lead to catch their tail and found their base located on the border of Guazhou, which is their Confession Cartel."
"Through interrogation, we learned that since the agricultural reform, the vast majority of farmers in Guazhou no longer grow poppies. We have eliminated all channels for growing, transporting and processing poppies, but unfortunately some people still have stocks. They are reluctant to destroy them, so they hide them."
"The bosses of the Confession Cartel knew this was a business opportunity. Because we were cracking down on drug crimes, these farmers didn't dare and couldn't find channels to ship their products, so they approached them one by one and bought their stocks at extremely low prices."
"It's more like robbing than purchasing. They told the farmers that if they didn't deliver the goods, they would report them to us. The farmers had no choice but to give them all the goods they had hidden away."
"Although each person didn't hide much, opium was the mainstay of the industry here before, and everyone had some, more or less. In this way, they gathered a large amount of drugs."
"They know where these drugs can be sold at the highest price. It's not enough to just go to the United States. The price will definitely be suppressed when they are shipped across the border. Only by shipping them directly to the wealthy East Coast by sea can they maximize their profits."
"All seaports in Guazhou are under our control. We conduct strict inspections on these goods. They cannot ship the goods out without causing trouble for us. So they staged the act of buying drugs from us at a high price."
"And the 'companion' who jumped out and said that I betrayed them was one of yours."
Amanda was stunned for a moment, but soon she realized what Oliver meant. Anger burned in her eyes. She looked at Oliver and said, "So they are in the same group?!"
"You are in the same group." Oliver went up a step and looked Amanda in the eye. "The FBI and the Confession Cartel are in the same group. The organization you are working for now hired the murderer of your family and regards him as more important than you."
Amanda froze in place.
"I left Guadalajara on my own initiative because I knew that in this situation, repeated clarifications would be the most stupid and time-consuming option, and could put all of us in danger."
"If I leave on my own initiative, everyone will come after me because they know I am the core. Sure enough, I deliberately left the sea from the border of Guadalajara State, and the Confession Cartel hired by the FBI immediately exposed itself."
"They sent dozens of drug dealers and assassins after me, chasing me all the way to the west coast of the United States. I think that's when you found the flamingo."
When Amanda heard the name "Flamingo", she clenched her fists tightly. Her muscles were trembling, her teeth were clenched, and her hair stood on end.
"Yes, he is an American fugitive." Oliver nodded and said, "But I guess you didn't find his name in the criminal file, otherwise you would have solved the case long ago. In fact, it is because he was hired by the FBI, and the FBI often allows some brutal criminals to work for them on the condition of clearing someone's criminal record and social identity."
"I found nothing." Amanda's voice trembled. "Ten years, nothing."
Then she raised her head, trying hard not to cry, and finally she looked at Oliver with red eyes and said, "So Schiller won't tell me who he is, even though he has a list of those damn serial killers."
"It's meaningless." Oliver shook his head and said, "You can't beat him, you can't beat them, you can't beat all of them."
"If the murderer who killed your entire family was paving the way for such an important event, then you will only get yourself killed if you continue to track him down and seek revenge."
Oliver sighed again and said, "I told you that's why I challenged you. When they were hunting me, I got information about some of them from a friend."
"Schiller?"
"Yes, but I didn't ask for it at that time. I had learned some of the codes before. Although they were changed in the middle, I still deciphered a lot of them. It happened that Flamingo's speech was included in those issues of the newspaper."
"What did he say?"
"He said that the little girl who was the victim of the murder he was most proud of back then has now become an important figure in the FBI. He posted this just to show off and raise his own status, but I followed the clues and deduced that this so-called little girl is most likely you."
Amanda's expression was numb. She was obviously greatly stimulated. She murmured to herself, "My pursuit of him has been greatly hindered. It can be said that every step is difficult. I don't know why it is like this. I don't know why a serial killer who has killed so many people cannot be arrested and tried. I don't even want him to die. I just want him to go to court."
"I felt desperate at the time. I knew that if I only used methods within the rules, I would never be able to catch him, so I mobilized the people I trained, and if there were not enough people, I would do it myself."
"I chased him all the way to the East Coast, and when I found him aboard the Atlantis, I was ecstatic because I knew the wonders of this ship were documented by the FBI."
"Whether it's the FBI, CIA, National Guard or the military, they are all very interested in this elusive ghost ship, but there is nothing they can do. They can't catch it, nor can they control anything that happens on the ship."
"I was ecstatic at the time, thinking that I had finally found a good opportunity to kill him, but what I did crossed the line too much and even disrupted my boss's important plan. When he mentioned important plans, I didn't pay much attention to it. Now it seems that he might be referring to you."
"And I finally understand why he looked so surprised when I told him that I had received your challenge and was invited to board the ship."
"In fact, he is more surprised than that." Oliver went up two steps and stood in front of Amanda and said, "He should be happier that he can solve our two big problems at once."
"Although you may feel that I am provoking your hatred when I say this, based on my investigation of the murder case that year, it was not entirely Flamingo's idea, and it was not even limited to the Confession Cartel."
Amanda stared at him.
Oliver lowered his eyes and said, "I'm very sorry for the tragedy that happened to your family, but I think you also understand that it's impossible for Flamingo to suddenly want to kill your whole family while walking on the road. He is not a mentally ill person."
"I read in the newspaper that this guy is just a small-time serial killer. He ran away to other places because he couldn't make it in Gotham. He was just a gun in someone else's hands from the beginning to the end. As for the truth, I'm afraid you have to investigate it yourself."
Amanda heard too many metaphors in Oliver's words, which made her begin to feel uneasy. She has made the serial killer who killed her family her lifelong goal of revenge, and she is ready to pay everything for it, but this also means that she can no longer accept a deeper truth.
Amanda gritted her teeth and looked at Oliver and said, "Then you chose to challenge me and drag me on board. You must have your purpose. Tell me."
"Before that, I must ask, are all the agents who sneaked onto the ship your people?"
"You know that's impossible. I've only been a team leader for a short time and don't have that many confidants. My boss doesn't trust me, and most of them are his people."
Oliver rubbed his forehead and said, “Well, it seems that the situation is worse than I thought, but it doesn’t matter, if the plan goes well, I will give the FBI a hard blow.”
"What exactly do you want to do?"
"I……"
Suddenly a bigger commotion broke out at the bottom of the stairs, with crying and screaming, and everyone was shouting.
"Corpse! Corpse!! There is a corpse in the utility room!!!"
(End of this chapter)