Chapter 866: Hancheng Strategy (End) Crime City (I)

"I may have to wait a few days before returning to New York." Back in the box, Jack's sudden decision made the other FBI officers look at him sideways.

"Just helping Officer Ma with a small case, as a reward for his help before." He said the excuse he had just discussed with Ma Xidao, and his tone seemed to be understated.

Jubal frowned, "Without official authorization, you have no law enforcement power here."

"I know, I will act according to the rules, and this is still Officer Ma's case, but because it involves foreigners, I can help him reduce some unnecessary troubles."

Jack smiled and waved his hand, "I will participate in this case as a consultant to ensure that the credit will not fall on others. Officer Ma helped us a lot before, and we FBI always have to express our gratitude when something like this happens."

Everyone asked a few more questions, and when they heard that it was just a small street drug trafficking case, they lost interest.

After all, the drug trafficking cases they dealt with before were at least 100 kilograms. The one they cooperated with the NYPD seized nearly three tons in one go, which can be regarded as the pinnacle of drug eradication in recent years.

Besides, everyone can see the security situation in South Korea. Compared with the United States, it is simply a paradise. This can be seen from the equipment of the local police. Ordinary patrolmen rarely carry guns, and not everyone even has a Taser.

Only Jubal and Clay are still a little worried. After all, they know the main source of drugs on the Korean market. They can't help but worry that Jack accidentally poked a hornet's nest.

But when they heard that this drug came from Neon next door, the two had nothing to worry about.

One has the largest "US military overseas base" in the world and is known as the "military paradise", and the other is the country with the largest number of US military bases. As long as Jack doesn't mess with his own military, then the "motherland" will always be his strongest backing.

Only Hannah pouted her lips unhappily, obviously realizing that Jack had fun without her, but there was nothing she could do about it.

This is a business trip. After the case is over, everyone will return together. If only one person stays, it means there is something going on. If two people stay, is it a honeymoon or something else?

So Jack's flight ticket was temporarily refunded, and the Korean house he rented before was renewed for another week. The official statement is that he will stay here to assist the Korean side in handling the extradition of Li Jianyu and complete the final work.

To be on the safe side, Jack also called Rossi, and then Prosecutor Jin Junhao will submit an official application.

As long as the case in Ma Xidao's hands can be linked to foreigners a little bit, Jack's identity as a temporary consultant from the FBI can be directly confirmed.

"OK, tell me what you are going to do?" Everything was done, and the FBI went back to their residence to rest. Jack and Ma Xidao stood at the door of the hot pot restaurant. Seeing that he was still a little dazed and hadn't come back to his senses, they patted his shoulders with a smile.

"Although, but, Asiba, this country is really infuriating." Ma Xidao rubbed his head a little irritably. Although he knew that Jack was helping him, the whole process was so smooth that he couldn't be happy at all.

Although most Koreans would comfort themselves that the Americans were their paid bodyguards to help them resist the threat of their brother in the north.

But anyone who has a little idea in mind knows that this country has always been a semi-colonial and semi-feudal freak, and it is nothing more than replacing the feudal lords with chaebols.

The rise and fall of the chaebols has nothing to do with ordinary people. It is the United States, the emperor, who is manipulating everything behind the scenes and not allowing any force to have the opportunity to threaten its actual rule over the country.

For example, the Samsung Group, which Koreans call inseparable from birth to death, is not a complete entity itself. The Lee family, which seems to control the group through cross-holdings, actually only controls 2% of the total share capital of the group's major companies, and more than 80% of the shares are in the hands of Wall Street.

"Of course, we started with the 'Orange Club'." Ma Xidao said, which made Jack stunned. It took him several turns to react. It was the "Orange Club" that he had found the nightclub seal on the back of the dead man's hand.

OK, let's call it Orange, it's just the same word, but Jack looked at his outfit and couldn't help but frowned, "Are you going to go to the nightclub like this?"

"What's wrong?" Ma Xidao looked at his loose blue and white striped sportswear, and then looked at Jack who was also not dressed well and was a little confused.

It's impossible to wear formal clothes when eating hot pot, because he was afraid of being contaminated by the smell. Jack just put on a T-shirt casually and even put his gun in the ankle holster. He pointed at his face, "I have no problem with this face, but you definitely can't get in."

"Asiba, my appearance is very popular with girls, right?" Ma Xidao muttered dissatisfiedly, and the fat on his face shook twice, but finally chose to compromise.

"Okay, okay, I'll go back and change my clothes. This is the address. We'll meet at the door later." He tore a piece of paper and handed it to Jack, and drove home to dress up.

An hour later, in Gangnam District, Jack, who changed into a casual suit, appeared at the door of the lively "Orange Club".

This nightclub was obviously a well-known one. There was a long queue at the door, and several burly security guards stood there like door gods.

The rules of Korean nightclubs are similar to those in the United States. Whether or not to enter is entirely decided by the security guards, the reason being that they want to control the number of people entering, but in fact it mainly depends on the appearance and clothing of the guests.

Young ladies with hot bodies, good looks and cool clothes are naturally the more the better, and young, handsome and fashionable boys are also very popular.

In most cases, the security guards only look at the appearance and makeup of the guests. It’s okay if the clothes are a bit weird. Gothic style and the popular Shibuya style in Japan next door are acceptable, but Koreans like to wear slippers and striped sweatshirts and pants when strolling on the street, which are absolutely prohibited.

In addition, there are age requirements. It’s not impossible for minors and uncles and aunts over 35 to enter, but they must reserve a VIP booth or a private room upstairs.

At this time, it’s naturally the money ability that counts. There is a minimum consumption for booths, and the price of private rooms is naturally higher.

At this time, many young ladies with low looks were stopped at the door and lined up outside, hoping that if there were not many people today, the security guard might be generous enough to let them in later, so that they could take a photo to show off on WeChat Moments.

In comparison, the place where someone took Jack to drink before could only be called a cheap KTV.

Jack found Ma Xidao who was looking around in the queue at a glance, and he straightened his coat and walked in front of him in the surprised eyes of the crowd.