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Chapter 184 Duke's Fury

Lynn stood up, walked to the window, and gazed at the bustling city in the distance. He already had a plan in mind: "I know a place that might lead us to evidence of the Carlos Merchant Guild's crimes."

Upon hearing this, Hans immediately leaned closer: "Where?"

"The Carlos Chamber of Commerce's bar," Lynn said slowly. "That place appears to be an ordinary bar, but it's actually a key base for their illegal transactions and for keeping assassins."

Hans frowned. "Sneaking into a bar? That's not an easy task. The Carlos Chamber of Commerce is very vigilant; you'll be discovered if you're not careful."

Lynn turned to look at Hans, his eyes gleaming with determination: "I know it's difficult, but it's our only chance. We have to take the risk."

Hans was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I'll go with you."

The two quickly packed their gear and set off for the Carlos Chamber of Commerce bar. They knew this operation was fraught with unknowns and dangers, but they also understood that only by facing them bravely could they find a solution.

The bar, located on a bustling street in the city, shimmered with alluring neon lights, attracting countless passersby. However, in Lynn and Hans' eyes, it was a place rife with intrigue and crime.

The two exchanged a glance, then went into the bar separately. Lynn went to the bar and pretended to be drunk, striking up a conversation with the bartender. Hans, on the other hand, quietly circled around to the back door of the bar, preparing to look for an opportunity to sneak inside.

"Hey bro, give me the strongest drink!" Lynn shouted, while glancing around the bar out of the corner of his eye.

The bartender smiled and handed him a drink: "Alright, brother, enjoy your drink, don't rush off."

Lynn took the drink, downed it in one gulp, and then pretended to be drunk and collapsed on the bar. The bartender, seeing this, rushed over to help him up: "Brother, are you alright? Should I call someone to take you home?"

Lynn shook his head groggily, "It's nothing, I—I just drank a little too much. Let me—let me rest for a while."

The bartender shook his head helplessly and turned to attend to other customers. Lynn, however, took the opportunity to open his eyes and quickly scanned every corner of the bar. His gaze finally settled on an inconspicuous corner where several strange-looking people sat, their eyes revealing a fierce and cruel nature.

Lynn's heart skipped a beat. He knew these people were likely assassins hired by the Carlos Merchant Guild. He secretly memorized their location, then continued to feign drunkenness, awaiting news from Hans.

Meanwhile, Hans had successfully made his way to the back door of the bar. He gently pushed the door open and tiptoed inside. The bar was dark and noisy, but Hans, relying on his keen hearing and intuition, quickly found a passage leading to the basement.

He took a deep breath and quietly went downstairs. The basement was filled with a cold, damp atmosphere that sent chills down his spine. But Hans couldn't care less; he knew he had to find evidence that the Carlos Chamber of Commerce was employing assassins.

He walked along the passage for a while and then came to a spacious basement. The basement was filled with various weapons and training equipment, clearly an assassin training base. Hans was overjoyed; he knew he had finally found evidence of the Carlos Merchant Guild's crimes.

He quietly took out his phone and began taking photos and videos. However, just as he was filming, he suddenly heard footsteps approaching. Hans was startled; he knew he had been discovered.

He quickly put away his phone and hid in a corner. Several men in black entered, their eyes revealing a fierce and cruel intent. They searched the area, clearly looking for someone.

Hans held his breath, trying his best not to make a sound. However, just when he thought he was about to be discovered, a familiar voice suddenly rang out: "What are you doing here?"

Hans was taken aback; he recognized Lynn's voice. Lynn staggered in, feigning drunkenness as he dealt with the man in black.

"Oh, it's Lynn," one of the men in black sneered. "We're looking for something here. What are you doing here?"

Lynn scratched his head, feigning confusion. "I—I drank too much and just wandered around until I got here. What about you? What are you looking for here?"

The man in black glared at Lynn: "This is none of your business! Get out of here and don't get in our way!"

Lynn chuckled, "Alright, alright, I'm leaving. But you guys better watch out, there are quite a few secrets here."

With that, he turned and staggered out. The man in black watched his retreating figure and sneered, "That drunkard, what a nuisance!"

However, they didn't know that Lynn's words were intentionally spoken to them. He hoped to lower the guard of the men in black, thus giving Hans more time to film.

As expected, after hearing Lynn's words, the man in black lowered his guard and continued his search. Hans, meanwhile, took the opportunity to continue filming, meticulously recording the evidence that the Carlos Company was employing assassins.

When Hans finished taking the last photo, he let out a deep breath. He knew he had finally completed his mission. He quietly slipped out of the basement and met up with Lynn.

"How's it going? Did you get the shot?" Lynn asked eagerly.

Hans nodded: "We got the photos. All the evidence is here."

Lynn stared at the phone in Hans's hand, his eyes gleaming with excitement: "Great! We finally have leverage over the Carlos Chamber of Commerce! Now it's time to expose their crimes!"

The two exchanged a smile, then walked out of the bar hand in hand. They knew the road ahead was long, but they also understood that with this evidence, they would have the confidence to confront the Carlos Chamber of Commerce.

The following morning, sunlight pierced through the clouds, illuminating the bustling city streets and bringing a rare moment of tranquility to the noisy metropolis. Lynn and Hans stood before the Carlos Chamber of Commerce building, clutching the heavy evidence tightly in their hands, their hearts filled with mixed emotions. They knew that this step would completely alter the balance of power between them and the Carlos Chamber of Commerce, and would determine the fate of many others.

"Lynn, are we really going to do this?" Hans's voice trembled slightly. Although his determination from last night remained firm, he still felt a sense of unease in the face of the impending direct confrontation.

Lynn took a deep breath, his eyes blazing. "Hans, we have no other choice. This evidence is enough to prove the crimes committed by the Carlos Chamber of Commerce. We cannot allow evil to continue to spread. Old Harry, as the manager, must be held accountable for all of this."

Hans nodded, a resolute glint in his eyes: "Alright, we'll face it together."

The two straightened their clothes, took firm steps, and walked into the gates of the Carlos Merchant Guild. Inside the hall, people came and went, bustling with activity, but the appearance of Lynn and Hans seemed to freeze the air, and everyone's eyes were drawn to them.

They went straight to the front desk, and Lynn said in a deep voice, "Please tell old Harry that Lynn and Hans need to see him."

5

The receptionist paused for a moment, then resumed her professional smile: "Gentlemen, please wait a moment, I'll go and inform them right away."

A moment later, old Harry hurried over, his signature smile on his face, but a hint of barely perceptible tension in his eyes. "Lynn, Hans, what brings you two here? Is there some good news to share?"

Lynn stared coldly at him without answering, instead pulling out her phone from her pocket and opening the video that contained evidence of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce employing assassins. "Old Harry, take a look at this first."

Old Harry's smile froze instantly. He took the phone, and the image on the screen made his expression change drastically. The clear images and cold dialogue in the video revealed the dark side of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce.

"What—what is this?" Old Harry tried to remain calm, but the tremor in his voice betrayed him.

"What is this?" Lynn repeated, his tone even more stern. "This is irrefutable evidence that your Carlos Chamber of Commerce is hiring assassins and engaging in illegal transactions! Old Harry, as the manager, shouldn't you give us an explanation?"

Old Harry fell silent, knowing he could no longer run away. The surrounding employees began to whisper, and the atmosphere became unusually tense.

"Alright," old Harry finally spoke, his voice low and helpless, "what do you want?"

Lynn and Hans exchanged a glance; they knew this moment had finally arrived. "We want you to come with us,"

Go to the police station and hand over this evidence to the police. The Carlos Chamber of Commerce must pay the price for its crimes.

Old Harry's face darkened: "Do you think this will solve the problem? The power behind the Carlos Chamber of Commerce is beyond your imagination. Doing this will only bring trouble upon yourselves."

Lynn stood firm: "We're not afraid of trouble, we're only afraid that justice won't be served. Old Harry, you used to be a man of principle, do you really want to watch the Carlos Chamber of Commerce continue to degenerate?"

Old Harry fell silent, as if Lynn's words had touched a chord deep within him. After a moment, he sighed and slowly said, "Alright, I'll go with you. But I need to make a call to my superiors first."

Lynn and Hans exchanged a smile; they knew old Harry had made his choice. They nodded.

He gestured to old Harry that he could make a phone call.

Old Harry took out his phone and dialed a number. A deep, authoritative voice came from the other end: "Hello, Old Harry, what is it?"

Old Harry took a deep breath, as if making a decision: "Boss, I—I have something to report to you. It's about the Carlos Chamber of Commerce... I—I think we made a mistake."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a cold laugh: "Oh? You're wrong? Where did you go wrong?"

Old Harry, his voice trembling, recounted the evidence Lynn and Hans possessed, along with their demands. Silence fell again on the other end of the line, but this time it lasted longer, as if someone was engaged in some intense internal struggle.

Finally, a helpless voice came from the other end of the phone: "Alright, old Harry, you did the right thing. The Carlos Chamber of Commerce really needs to change. You go with them, I'll handle the rest."

Old Harry hung up the phone, looked at Lynn and Hans, his eyes flashing with complex emotions: "Let's go, I'll go with you."

Inside the FBI interrogation room, the lighting was dim and oppressive, and a tense atmosphere permeated the air. Old Harry sat in a cold metal chair, facing FBI Director Duke, a middle-aged man with sharp eyes and a resolute face. Outside the interrogation room, Lynn and Hans waited anxiously, knowing that the outcome of this interrogation would directly determine whether they could expose the crimes of the Carlos Company.

"Old Harry," Duke's voice was deep and powerful, "we have gathered enough evidence to prove that the Carlos Chamber of Commerce is involved in multiple illegal activities. As the manager of the Chamber, you should be well aware of the truth of these matters."

Old Harry looked up, a sly glint in his eyes: "Commander Duke, of course I know some things. But do you know? The power behind the Carlos Chamber of Commerce is not something your FBI can easily shake."

Duke frowned. "Are you threatening me?"

Old Harry sneered, "Threat? No, I'm just stating a fact. If you dare to continue investigating, I guarantee you'll have little left of your position."

Duke's eyes instantly turned sharp: "Old Harry, you're digging your own grave. Do you think I'm bluffing? Let me tell you, the police are involved, and your time is running out."

Old Harry, however, seemed unconcerned: "Commander Duke, let me give you a piece of advice: some things are better left unsaid. The Carlos Chamber of Commerce is not something you can afford to offend."

These words enraged Duke. He stood up abruptly, glaring at old Harry: "Do you think I'm bluffing? Let me tell you, the police are involved, and your time is really running out. Besides, I, Duke, am never threatened, and you are no exception."

After saying that, Duke turned and walked out of the interrogation room, saying to Lynn and Hans outside the door, "Lynn, I'm giving you a task. Immediately take men to thoroughly search the Manhattan branch of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce. I need to find all the evidence that can prove their crimes."

Lynn and Hans exchanged a glance, their eyes gleaming with excitement. They knew this was a golden opportunity to expose the crimes of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce.

"Yes, sir!" Lynn replied firmly, then hurriedly left with Hans.

The Manhattan branch, a key stronghold of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce. On the surface, it's an ordinary company...

But in reality, it concealed many unknown secrets. Lynn and Hans, along with a team of FBI agents, quickly surrounded the building.

"Action!" Lynn gave the order, and the agents quickly rushed into the building and began searching.

However, their operation did not seem to go smoothly. The Carlos Chamber of Commerce appeared to have received prior notice and made preparations. When Lynn and Hans rushed into the office, they found that all the documents had been erased and the computers formatted.

"Damn it!" Lynn cursed angrily. He knew that this search would probably not go so smoothly.

Just then, an agent rushed over: "Captain Lynn, we've discovered something unusual in the basement."

Lynn and Hans exchanged a glance and immediately followed the agent to the basement. The basement was dark and damp, filled with a rotten smell. However, when they opened a tightly closed iron door, the scene before them shocked them.

The basement was filled with all sorts of illegal items, from drugs to guns. There were also many imprisoned people, dressed shabbily and looking dejected, clearly having suffered cruel abuse.

"This is the true face of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce!" Hans shouted angrily. "We must take this evidence back and let everyone know about their crimes."

Lynn nodded and immediately directed the agents to begin gathering evidence. However, just as they were preparing to leave,

Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps approached. Lynn and Hans looked up alertly and saw a group of armed men in black rushing towards them.

"They're assassins from the Carlos Merchant Guild!" Hans exclaimed.

Lynn reacted quickly: "Everyone be careful! Protect the evidence, don't let them succeed!"

A fierce gunfight ensued. Lynn and Hans led their agents in a valiant resistance, but the assassins from the Carlos Chamber of Commerce were exceptionally ruthless, seemingly willing to do anything to retrieve the evidence.

The battle raged on, with casualties on both sides. But Lynn and Hans held their ground, knowing that the evidence was key to exposing the crimes of the Carlos Merchant Guild.

Finally, after paying a heavy price, Lynn and Hans successfully repelled the assassins from the Carlos Company and protected all the evidence. They returned to FBI headquarters with the evidence and reported the situation to Chief Duke.

Duke looked at the evidence before him, his eyes gleaming with excitement: "Excellent! This evidence is enough to prove the crimes of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce. We'll release it to the public immediately and expose them!"

However, at that moment, an uninvited guest suddenly barged into the office. It was Old Harry, with a strange smile on his face, as if everything was under his control.

"Commander Duke, do you really think you've won?" Old Harry sneered. "The Carlos Merchant Guild won't fall so easily. And I have some good news for you."

Duke frowned: "What good news?"

Old Harry chuckled: "Your position is probably not going to last much longer. I just received word from above that you're about to be dismissed because of this failed operation."

Duke's expression changed drastically upon hearing this. He knew that Old Harry was telling the truth. Although they had successfully found evidence in this operation, they had paid a heavy price, and the power behind the Carlos Chamber of Commerce remained formidable.

However, at that moment, Lynn stepped forward: "Old Harry, you're wrong. Justice may be delayed,

But they will never be absent. The crimes of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce have been exposed, and they will be punished by law sooner or later. And you, too, will pay the price for your actions.

Old Harry sneered, "Lynn, do you really think you've won? Let me tell you, the Carlos Merchant Guild will never fall. And do you think I'll give up so easily?"