Chapter 614: Blind fool!

"Hello, Mr. Tver."

Every time Frank received a call from Tver, he was terrified because he didn't know whether the other party was bringing him good news or bad news.

Tyrant Tver is the godfather of the European underground forces. It is also said that he has unclear relations with the US intelligence agencies. Some even say that he has connections with the Soviet KGB.

In short, this is a person who is truly well-connected in continental Europe. In fact, Frank's business is often just the scraps distributed by Tver.

What terrified Frank was Tver's temper. He was a moody man, so he was dubbed a tyrant.

"Frank, did you plan Victor's kidnapping?"

Tver's cold voice came from the other end of the phone.

Frank felt dizzy at the moment, and from Mr. Tver's tone, he knew that he was not in a happy mood at all.

"Mr. Tver, I just wanted to teach him a lesson."

"After all, he ruined our plan!"

Frank said hurriedly.

"Really? Unfortunately, not only did your lesson fail, but you were also caught by the other party."

"Now all the Chinese in France are trying to find out about you."

"It's on your own, idiot!"

On the other end of the phone, Tver hung up coldly, and Frank's expression changed slightly after hearing it.

What do you mean?
Are Chinese people all over France trying to find out about him?

Frank certainly knew who the Chinese people Tver was talking about were.

The only Chinese who can establish connections with Tver are the Chinese H Gang.

So, that Victor can mobilize the entire Chinese H Gang in France?
this.?

Frank was a little messy.

How can a real estate developer from Asia have such a great influence?

Moreover, this incident also alarmed Tver?
Could it be that this Victor has some unknown identity?
Thinking of this, Frank suddenly felt a little flustered.

After hesitating for a moment, Frank picked up the phone again.

Soon, the call was connected.

"Hello, Mr. Tver."

"I'm sorry to bother you again, but please tell me if Victor has any special background?"

"Please, Mr. Tver, for the sake of our close cooperation in the past, please give me some clear hints."

Frank said respectfully.

Tver on the other end of the phone was unusually silent.

But the more silence there was, the more panicked Frank became.

Because the longer you remain silent, the more important the message you are about to say is.

Hearing Frank's breathing begin to quicken, Twiler finally spoke.

"Frank, considering our past cooperation, I can tell you a little."

"Victor's real power has never been in Asia, but in the United States!"

"They've already found you!"

"Also, I'm afraid the kids won't help you this time!"

After that, Tver hung up the phone again.

After hearing this, Frank was stunned.

The other party’s real power is not in Asia, but in the United States?
Have they tracked him down?

So fast?
Originally, he was still feeling complacent about the other party handing Carlo and others over to the Paris police, because this meant that they might have no other choice but to rely on the French police to solve the case and protect them.

But now from what Tver said, this is not the case at all?

The other party handed Carlo and the others over to the police just as a trick to mislead him?

In fact, the other party has already taken action?
Most importantly, what did Tver mean by his last sentence, "I won't help him"?
The mafia under him are just going to sit back and do nothing?

Thinking of this, Frank became even more flustered.

However, the key issue now is to figure out what kind of power Victor has in the United States?
How could he actually make the mafia here stay put?

"No, I have to ask for clarification!"

Tver was out of the question because he was not in Paris, and his attitude on the phone also showed that he obviously did not want to save Frank.

Being able to call him to "give him a reminder" was already a consideration of our past friendship.

But Frank knew that someone in Paris must know Victor's identity.

Afterwards, Frank drove himself and soon arrived at a street in the 20th district.

The 20th arrondissement of Paris is not prosperous, but it is home to a very famous unit in Paris and even in Europe, that is, the Seventh Bureau.

The Seventh Bureau is France’s intelligence center, an intelligence system established during the Charles de Gaulle era.

If there is anyone in Paris who knows Victor’s identity best, it must be the seventh game.

And Frank happened to be in the seventh inning, which was a good thing. After all, they were all under Mr. Charles de Gaulle back then.

Soon, Frank arrived at the place where he had an appointment with Haoyou, a quiet cafe.

"Frank, what's the matter that makes you come to me in such a hurry?"

In a quiet corner of the cafe, Morris, who was wearing a suit, asked Frank curiously.

After Frank sat down, he didn't hesitate but went straight to the point.

"Maurice, I want to ask you about someone, Victor, who just arrived in Paris. How much do you know about him?"

"Victor?"

"Why are you asking him?"

Morris asked curiously.

"I want to cooperate with him, but I'm not sure about his situation. I don't know much about Victor, so I want to ask you."

Frank quickly made up a lie and told it to Morris in a coaxing manner.

Maurice did not suspect anything, because he knew that Mr. Victor was spending a lot of money in France, and even bought Bordeaux's national treasure winery Latour.

It's normal for Frank to want to cooperate with such a person.

"This Mr. Victor is quite remarkable. You probably know that he went on a shopping spree in Paris, right?"

"Then do you know why he is so rich?"

"I heard that he is from that Asian shipping tycoon family and has many companies in the United States? The new boss of MCA?" Frank said in a low voice at this time.

Morris shook his head: "Frank, these are just superficial things you said."

"In fact, he is a genius, a true financial genius. He is the best in the financial market."

"Last year, he made a fortune said to be over a billion dollars just from the spot oil market."

"So powerful? No wonder the new president of the United States thinks highly of him. So is this how he got in touch with the president of the United States?"

Frank asked thoughtfully.

He knew that Victor and Li had a good relationship, but he didn't think it was a very close relationship before, because the intimacy shown by politicians in public was never true intimacy.

"The President of the United States?"

"No, I think it would be more accurate to say that the President of the United States had a relationship with him."

"In fact, his network of connections in the United States is beyond our imagination, and we were also surprised when we investigated."

"First of all, he has a very close relationship with the Rockefeller family. As you know, the Rockefeller family is the core of the Eastern U.S. financial group and the top family in the U.S."

"And that's fine, can you imagine that he is still a core figure of the California consortium?"

"It is said that his oil investment was made with the help of many families from the California consortium, so he is now considered the core of the California consortium. The entire California consortium, from Bank of America to the families behind the arms dealers, has close ties with him."

"Many of his businesses are also developed in California. Otherwise, how do you think he, a Chinese, could acquire MCA? The shareholders behind it are the mafia, and they don't care about the US president."

Morris said to Frank with a sigh.

In fact, they had discussed these gossips within the department, and were amazed that a Chinese could build such a strong network of relationships in the United States.

When Frank heard this, his face changed.

He finally understood why Tver told him that the Mafia had no part in his business, because of the California Consortium.

Italians are an important part of the California consortium. For example, the predecessor of the Bank of America, the financial core of the California consortium, was the Italian Bank founded by Italian Amadou Chianini. It later acquired Bank of America and changed its name to the current Bank of America.

This bank originally focused on banking business for Italian Americans in California, which was also an important area for Italian immigrants at that time.

Most of the Italians who immigrated to the United States at that time came from southern Italy and Sicily, not to mention Sicily, which is the birthplace of the Mafia.

Coupled with the subsequent boom in arms business among California consortiums, their private interactions with the Mafia became even closer.

Frank never imagined that this guy had such a close relationship with the California consortium.

"Frank, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Frank standing there in a daze, lost in thought, Morris hesitated.

This guy, why is he so absent-minded when I asked him out?
"It's okay!"

"Morris, since Victor has such close ties with the California consortium, do you think he has ties with the Mafia as well?"

Frank asked hesitantly at this time.

Morris smiled and said, "Why, are you still worried that he has a mafia background?"

Others may not know this, but he knows that his friend also has unclear ties with the French Mafia.

It is impossible for a normal person to run his business.

"Wouldn't this help us understand each other better? This way, we can be prepared when we meet."

Frank explained awkwardly with a dry laugh.

Morris smiled and said, "Well, in the seventh inning, we didn't find any close ties between him and the Mafia."

"But there should be some overlap. You know, many of the previous shareholders of MCA were from Mafia families."

"Victor was able to acquire MCA because he had to deal with the Mafia families, and his acquisition went smoothly without any setbacks."

"Also, I can tell you that he has close ties with some arms dealers in California, such as Buckleyville."

"Oh, by the way, let me tell you a joke. I heard that Victor gathered a group of core members of the California consortium to hold a meeting in the office, and then a short-sighted Chinese community group went there to cause trouble."

"That night, the boss behind these idiots was killed by people sent by Bucklewell. That Chinese community was quite powerful, and was a traditional mafia group in California. But they didn't dare to say anything about this matter. I heard that they even apologized to Victor in private."

"But this guy seems to be quite legitimate. I haven't heard of him having any connection with gangsters."

"Think about it, they are in the financial business and can easily make over a billion dollars. In fact, there is no need to deal with low-level forces like the mafia!"

People like Victor can definitely be called bankers, even though he doesn’t have a bank under him.

In the eyes of someone like Morris who is well-versed in intelligence, such a person stands at the top of human society.

At best, the mafia can only be their pawns, not their partners.

Maurice then discovered that after he had told his joke, Frank's face turned even paler.

"Maurice, I have something else to do, I'm leaving first!"

Frank stood up in a hurry at this time, left after saying a few words.

Morris was speechless. Why was this guy acting so weird?

Something is wrong with Frank?
Out of the intuition of an intelligence officer, Morris felt that Frank's behavior was very strange. His attitude did not seem like he wanted to discuss cooperation, but more like... fear?
Yes, just afraid?
But what is he afraid of?
Afraid of Victor?

Morris was a little confused, but since Frank didn't say anything, he wouldn't ask. As an intelligence officer, there was no need for him to meddle in other matters.

Especially now, at the critical moment when Mitterrand is about to start the seventh game, nothing can go wrong at this time.

Morris strolled back to the office and was just about to sit down when his boss suddenly called him.

"Morris, the police sent us a request, hoping that we should pay attention to the recent movements of the Chinese gangs. They are moving out in large numbers, as if they are investigating something."

Normally, these matters are under the jurisdiction of the Paris police, but the Chinese communities in Paris are often connected with Hong Kong Island in Asia, and are also involved in businesses such as smuggling flour.

The police often have no way of judging this kind of information on their own, so they often cooperate with the Seventh Bureau.

"Sir? Are they planning to do some big business again?"

Morris asked hesitantly. The big business he mentioned was often the big moves made by these Chinese communities, generally speaking, they were related to fans.

"No, the police suspect they might be out for revenge."

"Do you know that Victor was kidnapped a few days ago, but the kidnapping was unsuccessful. All the people were caught by Victor's security team and handed over to the police."

"But the Paris police have not found out who is behind this. Now the Chinese community in Paris is mobilizing on a large scale. The police suspect that it might be Victor who ordered this."

"This could be a massive revenge operation, but no one has a clue who is responsible. The police are worried that it has something to do with the Mafia because Carlo Sally, the mastermind of the kidnapping, is one of the 'elites' sold by the Mafia."

"The police are worried that if this is true, it may trigger a war between the Chinese H gang and the mafia, which would be a big problem for them at that time."

"So he hopes that we can help keep an eye on it and see if we can provide them with first-hand information, which would be the best."

"The President's Office also called us, hoping that we could pay attention to this matter and get to the bottom of it."

"Morris, you are responsible for keeping an eye on those Chinese H gangs."

The boss now gave instructions to Morris seriously.

At this moment, Morris suddenly recalled Frank's abnormal behavior.

Is it possible?
Is Frank also that blind idiot?
(End of this chapter)

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