America: Starting with the Last Liberty

This statement is almost an admission of Rosen's guess.

"I also know a few friends who happen to have some connections with the Bonanno family."

"I see! Rosen, to be honest, I do have some business dealings with the Bonanno family."

That's all Dominic has to say; he can't say anything more, because it concerns the very survival of his team.

If Rosen were willing to join Dominic's team, he would definitely tell everyone everything, but Rosen clearly doesn't want to be subordinate to anyone.

However, the information Dominic revealed was enough for Rosen to deduce the general situation.

Dominic's team has been carrying out highway robberies, which requires accurate intelligence and a reliable channel for handling the cargo afterward; both are indispensable.

Without accurate intelligence, taking huge risks and ending up with a truckload of frozen beef is definitely a losing proposition.

Even if this truckload of frozen beef is all Kobe beef.

Without a channel for handling the stolen goods afterward, the looted goods will be stuck in the warehouse for a long time, which will also bring huge risks.

If the police find out, Dominic's previous investment will be completely lost.

The lowest-risk operation is to sell the goods quickly, or even sell them immediately after acquiring them, without even needing a warehouse.

The Mafia can provide both of these conditions.

As mentioned before, the Mafia is now very low-key, which means that they have stopped engaging in many direct criminal activities.

However, the Mafia has been carrying out those rather ambiguous operations.

After all, some money is better left unearned.

After thinking it through, Rosen had a new understanding of this 3-star job.

"I understand! Dominic, I have some news for you. This underground racing competition might be very dangerous."

Dominic smiled.

"Ha! Which car race isn't dangerous? If I were afraid of danger, I wouldn't be racing!"

"This time is different!"

Rosen turned his face away, mainly because he was afraid that the people watching from a distance would read his lips.

"I heard the Los Angeles Police Department is keeping an eye on this game!"

Dominic's expression changed.

"Rosen, where did you hear that from?"

"It's a secret! Anyway, you'd better be careful!"

Dominic lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head.

"Rosen, I'll tell you something too. This competition will most likely be held at San Antonio Hill, so you can get familiar with it beforehand."

This is very important news.

(San Antonio Hill)

The race track is always a very important factor in motor racing; unfamiliarity with the track and route will definitely affect the outcome of the race.

For the other participants in Los Angeles, the location of the competition has little impact, as most of them are familiar with the Los Angeles area and surrounding regions.

But Rosen was different. He had only been in Los Angeles for a little over a month and hadn't even traveled all over Los Angeles County, so naturally he couldn't be familiar with all the roads.

However, this information also proves that Dominic's relationship with the Bonanno family is indeed unusual; at least he should be quite familiar with the eldest son of the Bonanno family.

"I understand! Dominic, I won't hold back during the match!"

"Ha! Me too!"

After saying goodbye, Rosen said goodbye to Dominic. He had already been out there long enough and it was time for him to go back and find Blake.

This was Blake's first relationship, and also his first time breaking through his own limitations, so he was particularly clingy.

If it weren't for the teaching assistant at the school calling to contact Blake's parents, Blake would have wanted to continue hanging out with Lawson at the Dolphin Hotel.

However, to prevent Ray Gaines from bringing a gun to the Dolphin Hotel, Blake had no choice but to have Rosen take her back to Caltech.

Don't doubt it, if Ray knew what Rosen did to Black, he would definitely do the same.

"Blake, don't be sad! This is only a temporary separation. Remember to call me when you get back to school!"

After saying many sweet words, he finally managed to improve the black-haired girl's mood.

"Rosen, I'll miss you!"

"I'll miss you too, Blake."

Watching Blake's departing figure, Rosen stood at the entrance of Caltech, missing Blake for a full minute—that was a very long time.

However, during this process, Rosen noticed several blond white men in black suits loitering around Caltech.

These menacing-looking blond white men were clearly not the type of insurance salesmen, unless the insurance company didn't want business anymore.

But Rosen isn't a Los Angeles police officer, so these things aren't his responsibility.

Even the Los Angeles Police Department might not want to get involved in this kind of thing, since the responsibility of the American police is to maintain overall social order, not to protect the lives and property of the people.

In America, there is no one to rely on but family, and even the families of the poor are often unreliable.

After parting ways with Blake, Rosen went straight to the Zangie Vicky bar.

I haven't gone to see Svefa for several days, and I don't know if she's angry about it.

As soon as Rosen entered Sangevik, he saw Svefa's eyes filled with longing.

After a few days of rest, Svefa's health has improved considerably; at least she can walk without any problems.

So Svefa went back to the bar and stood behind the bar counter as usual.

"Little Rosen, you've finally come back!"

Rosen looked at Svefa with a smile.

"I've been held up by some things lately, but I've actually wanted to contact you for a while now."

Svefa's face immediately lit up with a sweet smile. She didn't seem to care about Rosen's excuse; she was more concerned about Rosen's performance next.

This is the difference between a mature woman and a girl.

Blake only knew how to stick to Rosen's side non-stop, while Sweefer knew when to show her gentleness and when to let Rosen go out for some fresh air.

Being inseparable every day is indeed wonderful, but it can also quickly deplete the beauty between men and women.

Svefa poured Lawson a glass of whiskey, and as usual, she rested her chin on her hand and leaned on the counter, displaying her fair skin to Lawson.

"So what have you been busy with?"

Rosen took a sip of whiskey. He didn't want to say anything, because Sweefer clearly had many secrets as well, so he decided to leave their relationship at the level of a purely romantic one.

But then Rosen thought that with Svefa's powerful intelligence capabilities, perhaps he could obtain more information.

Information is crucial, whether for completing a task or for searching and raiding.

So Rosen gazed at the white abyss as he answered the beautiful female boss.

"Lincy, did you know that there's going to be an underground car race in Los Angeles soon?"

"You mean the underground racing competition organized by Martin Bonanno Jr.? Are you going to participate too?"

Svefa wore a strange expression.

"It seems you know something. Could you tell me?"

Svefa licked her lips, a seductive expression familiar to Rosen appearing on her face.

"Of course I know some things. So, Rosen, what are you planning to use to pay for the information?"