The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 320 American Gangster Meeting
"Catch the other one too, and don't alert anyone else."

The first thing Robert Pinkerton did when he returned to the detective agency was to have another prospective detective arrested.

He had previously asked someone to find out that three people had looked up Clayton Jackson's detailed information.

This time, two people bought explosives through various channels, and Robert Pinkerton was not going to let either of them go.

As for the other person, Robert planned to let him go first, not because he was afraid of catching the wrong person or out of mercy, but because he felt that the person could still be useful.

More than an hour later, Clayton Jackson arrived at the Pinkerton Detective Agency.

"What can you do?" Although Clayton Jackson felt a little embarrassed, he was really pissed off that the Chinese guy had someone blow himself up with explosives.

You may be lucky this time, but you may not be so lucky next time.

Therefore, he didn't care about the embarrassment.

"The recent crackdown by the Department of Justice and local investigation bureaus on violent crimes and gangs has had a huge impact on many gangs. Many people have been arrested, and many people's industries have been impacted... It can be said that gangs across the United States have suffered huge losses!" Robert Pinkerton said while drinking black tea.

"So what does this have to do with what we're talking about?" Clayton Jackson was a little impatient. He didn't like people beating around the bush with him.

"What if all these things were caused by that Chinaman! Then each of you would suffer heavy losses...If other gangs knew about this, what would they think?" Robert Pinkerton asked after a smile.

Clayton Jackson's expression changed slightly, and various thoughts raced through his mind.

"Is there any evidence? I need to convince others!"

"The cause of this incident is Leland Stanford, George Jones, and William Arlette..."

"Lelland Stanford was killed in his home in San Francisco. William Arlette's business was mainly in San Francisco... The New York Times reported on the gang feud in San Francisco and Chen Zhengwei not long ago, and then he was shot in front of the New York Times headquarters!"

"So, all of this was caused by the Chinese. But you are the ones who were hit! In addition, I also got some evidence to prove that he did all these things!"

"If he's caught, the Ministry of Justice will have an explanation to the public, and this turmoil will be over sooner. All of you will suffer less!"

"Give me the evidence!" Clayton Jackson couldn't help but say when he heard this.

Besides anger, there was also a hint of excitement in his heart, and he couldn't help but grin.

This time, gangs across the United States have been hit, and I believe everyone wants to know who the culprit is.

Now the culprit has been found!
Then he knew what to do.

Half an hour later, Clayton Jackson left the Pinkerton Detective Agency, returned to his office and sent a telegram.

He's going to New York to visit the Mafia boss there.

Two days later, Clayton Jackson arrived at an apartment building in the fifth ward of New York. It looked ordinary from the outside, but it was quite luxurious inside.

Several members of the Five Points Gang stood by the wall with their hands folded in front of them.

"Mr. Kelly!" The man in front of Clayton Jackson was called Paul Kelly, an Italian-American and the founder of the Five Points Gang.

The Five Points Gang is a gang active in the Fifth Ward of New York City and is one of the largest gangs in New York.

"In other words, everything was caused by the Chinese?" Paul Kelly was thin, but his eyes were fierce, like a wolf.

"Yes, the Chinese are running rampant in the West, and we are all implicated!"

"If he gets caught, this crisis will be over sooner!"

"But the Chinese are very powerful. They robbed me of a batch of payment for goods, and many of my men died in San Francisco! And there is still no news about your two gunmen. It is very likely that they also met with an accident in San Francisco."

Clayton Jackson speaks frankly.

Those two gunmen were the killers under Paul Kelly.

"He was also responsible for the Lower East Side Bureau bombing?"

"It must be him, there's no doubt about it!"

Paul Kelly took some of the "evidence" brought by Clayton Jackson and sat on the sofa, thinking for a moment: "I want to meet the other gang members and have a chat with them!"

"Before that, I need to meet Eastman first. Contact him for me."

Monk Eastman, a Jewish American, was the leader of the Eastman Gang, one of the largest gangs in New York, active in the Lower East Side.

Kelly and Eastman did not have a good relationship, and the two gangs often clashed over territorial issues.

However, he felt that the two of them could reach an agreement on Chinese matters.

In particular, the Bureau of Investigation on the Lower East Side was bombed, and all the gangs on the Lower East Side were swept up several times, with Eastman bearing the brunt of the damage.

He believed that Eastman would go crazy if he knew who the culprit was.

However, his purpose was not just to drag Eastman into the water, but he discovered an opportunity.

Taking advantage of this raid by the Department of Justice and local investigation bureaus, all gang leaders in the United States should be called together to hold a meeting and formulate the rules of the game to prevent such incidents from happening again.

And if he takes the lead in organizing this conference, his status and influence will be greatly increased.

You can also take this opportunity to expand your business to other areas.

In the following days, Paul Kelly continued to contact large gangs in New York, such as the Eastman Gang and the Wyos Gang.

At the same time, personnel were sent to actively contact gang leaders in other regions.

……

"Someone from New York?" In a billiard hall in Philadelphia, a big man looked at his men.

"Yes, he said he had something to talk to you, boss!"

This big man is called Max Hof, nicknamed Bobo. He is the biggest gang leader in Hof City, with nearly two hundred people under him. His main business is robbery, extortion, and running casinos.

"Bring him here!" Bobo thought for a long time but couldn't figure out any connection between him and New York.

Soon, two men dressed in respectable gentlemen's suits and hats walked in.

Bobo looked at the coarse cloth suits of different colors on his men around him. Compared with these two men, his men looked like a group of gangsters.

"Who are you?"

"We are here on behalf of Mr. Paul Kelly, and we would like to invite you to attend the American gang meeting as a representative of the Philadelphia gang!"

"The representative of the Philadelphia gang..." Bobo likes this title very much. Although he is one of the largest gangs in Philadelphia, he still has some mortal enemies in the city.

But obviously, his reputation is greater than others.

"Who is Paul Kelly? The American Mafia Conference? What does it do?" Bobo asked. This conference sounded very high-end.

He was already thinking about what kind of clothes he would need to wear.

During this period, most American gangs were still in a relatively early stage, with their main sources of income coming from various violent crimes and gambling. They did not intervene in or have any impact on the urban economy.

Even though he was the boss of the largest gang in an important industrial city like Philadelphia, Bobo tried hard to dress and behave decently, but in the eyes of the New York gangs, he was still a country bumpkin.

"Mr. Kelly is a gang leader in New York and the one who convened this meeting. The Department of Justice and local bureaus have been cracking down on crime and gangs these days! I'm sure you've been affected!" a visitor from New York said with a smile. "And then?" Bobo frowned. The very mention of this matter filled him with rage.

More than twenty of his men have been arrested and cannot be released on bail yet.

"This incident was caused by a Chinese gang. This meeting is to discuss how to deal with them and, more importantly, how to prevent the same thing from happening again in the future."

“At the same time, this is also an opportunity to communicate with gang leaders from other regions!”

"Chinese? Because they caused this turmoil? Time, place!" Upon hearing that there was a culprit in this incident, Bobo's eyes suddenly became fierce.

He felt that he should make those Chinese compensate for his losses and see his own strength.

At the same time, he was excited to be involved in such a big thing.

……

In the next half month, the anti-crime activities in the United States continued and were very effective. After suffering a painful blow, gangs in various places began to regroup and reduce criminal activities.

During this period, Paul Kelly contacted the leaders of all the major gangs on the East Coast and Central America, and actively promoted this gang meeting.

Philadelphia, Boston, Detroit, St. Louis, Baltimore, Cincinnati, Cleveland...

Almost every gang worth its salt in every major city has received an invitation from Paul Kelly.

Finally, the meeting was scheduled for August 6th at the Palmer House Hotel in Chicago, central United States.

"When you go to San Francisco this time, invite the Chinese to attend the gang meeting in Chicago, and also find out about the situation in San Francisco!" Paul Kelly ordered the two men in front of him.

The Chinese are one of the protagonists of this conference, of course, they are the negative examples.

Paul Kelly was feeling somewhat proud at this time. After all, he had summoned all the famous gangsters in the United States to attend the meeting.

This is something that has never happened before.

And his name spread to all parts of the United States through this conference.

……

A farm near Sacramento.

Late at night, a group of people rode their horses directly into the farm.

The owner of this farm is Jimmy Page.

Jimmy Page heard the sound of horse hooves, frowned, got out of bed, lit the oil lamp, and went downstairs with a gun.

He did not sense any danger. After all, his father was a former California congressman and his entire family had been in California for decades. Even gangs would not come to mess with them.

Especially since there were more than a dozen workers with guns on the farm.

Jimmy Page walked out of the house, and workers from the two houses next door also came out with guns, wanting to see what was going on.

"Judging from the sound, there are at least fifty or sixty people!" said the butler next to Jimmy Page.

Jimmy Page nodded slightly, and then dozens of riders rushed out of the night and arrived in front of the house.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" Jimmy Page asked, holding a shotgun, with the muzzle tilted upwards, ready to point forward at any time.

"Come and borrow some food and water!" Bob Ryan and others said in a deep voice as they dismounted.

"You've come to the wrong place!" Jimmy Page said angrily. These peasants came to him to borrow food and water?
"This is the Page family's land, you'd better leave now!"

"The place is right, but the answer is wrong!" Bob Ryan smiled and pulled out guns from his waist along with the people around him, using the horses as cover.

All revolvers.

Seeing this scene, Jimmy Page's face changed drastically, he picked up the gun and shot directly.

The other workers also opened fire in panic, and some subconsciously tried to shrink back.

Accompanied by a hail of gunfire, Jimmy Page and the workers around him were shot and fell to the ground.

"Kill everyone inside!" a masked man said, walking up to Jimmy Page.

Jimmy Page's mouth was bleeding as he watched others rush into the house. Gunshots rang out in the room, his eyes full of madness and despair.

His family was also in the house.

The masked man walked up to him, squatted down, and took off his mask.

Jimmy Page's eyes widened instantly, and he saw a Chinese face under the mask.

Of course he doesn't have a good impression of Chinese people.

They were dirty, rude, and brought infectious diseases... But the Chinese have always been very honest, and he never expected that this group of people were actually Chinese.

"There is a bill in the United States called the Page Act, which was proposed and passed by your father!" The Chinese man squatted in front of Jimmy Page and said to him.

Jimmy Page's eyes widened and blood continued to flow out of his mouth.

He certainly knew about the Page Act.

"This bill really upsets our boss! But don't worry, the rest of your family will go down with you! Horatio Page will be the last one!"

The young man had a sarcastic look on his face.

The Page Act is a blatant target of Chinese Americans, describing Chinese women as prostitutes.

It wasn't just Chen Zhengwei who was unhappy, every Chinese person was unhappy.

It’s just that no one listens to the Chinese people’s voices.

Now that he had the chance to kill the culprit's son, he felt it would be more satisfying than having sex with a woman.

After saying that, he ignored Jimmy Page and shot everyone else one by one with his gun.

He wanted Jimmy Page to feel more pain and suffering.

Others rushed into the farm to search for valuables.

After all, he is a big farmer and has a lot of valuable things.

It was not until the sky gradually brightened that the group of people left, leaving behind the house in ruins and corpses everywhere.

It wasn't until noon that the Sacramento Bureau of Investigation received the news and rushed over.

As soon as they arrived at the scene and saw the tragic scene of corpses on the ground, many people frowned, knowing that something big had happened.

You have to know that this is the home of a former congressman.

After entering the house, they found that it had been completely looted and the whole house was in chaos.

Not to mention gold and silver utensils, even things with a little value were gone.

(End of this chapter)