Chapter 461.1: We Don't Even Know How He Did It (Part One)

Chapter 461: We Don't Even Know How He Did It (Part One)

At the same time, those four mafia leaders were very angry.

Saar directly turned around and said to his men, "Did you guys not notice the FBI??"

His men lowered their heads in embarrassment. "Boss, they were all in casual clothing, we didn't notice them."

"Garbage! Were you still waiting for them to show up in facking uniforms and sounding sirens so that you can notice that they are cops? If that's the case, would I still need you to be on the lookout? Wouldn't I be able to facking see it with my own eyes?"

The other leaders all nodded. "This time, if it wasn't for Mr. Fang noticing it early, there would be a big problem. You guys hurry up and take precautions. On this matter, whichever one of you pulls our leg will die!"

"Hurry up and let the bros down there know, the plan's canceled for today."

"Yes, Boss!"

Outside, in casual clothing, Withers kept an eye on the mafia members in the breakfast restaurant. Holy, they were all in one restaurant, looking clearly very organized.

Just then, a guy walked in and whispered something to one of the guys in there.

Then, Withers noticed that these guys all began checking out and leaving. Some got onto a tram, some got into taxis, all in all, no one went in to gamble.

Withers had a bad feeling about this!

"Someone leaked our operation!" Withers said to his mic and looked around for someone suspicious. "The guy that last walked into the restaurant, black jacket, buzz cut, waiting by the restaurant door right now, get him!"

Immediately, all of the cops around that were pretending to be reading the newspaper on benches, calling in phone booths, or just walking on the streets immediately ran over at the mafia member and got him under control.

"FBI, please cooperate with us."

That young fella that was arrested said furiously, "Why are you arresting me?"

Withers came over and shouted at him in anger, "What did you say to them?!"

Young fella: "I didn't say anything."

Withers grabbed him by the collar. "Don't pull any tricks. Who told you to come here and tell those guys that the operation is canceled today? If you don't tell us, you will be in for a big treat."

"What are you talking about? Do you have evidence? What charges are you arresting me under? Officer Withers, do you believe that the moment you arrest me, there will be someone suing your azz immediately for harassing citizens for no good reason but to meet the quota?"

"You!" Withers was speechless.

But that was indeed the case. You really couldn't be arresting people randomly, or even the police would get sued.

At his time, his men ran over and said, "Boss, we found a major lead. Do you remember the big four Mexican mafia bosses of the black market?"

"What about them?"

"They've been living in the hotel here, and according to our intel, they've been here for quite a while now and the dates coincide with the date the casinos began losing money."

"Are they here today?"

"Yeah, our guys located them in a suite in a hotel."

"Let's go!" Withers immediately went towards that hotel.

When they went over, the four mafia bosses were in the suite scolding their men for not being cautious and alert enough.

Xu Cheng had already left.

When Withers and his men pushed open the door, they saw the four leaders on the chairs, smoking cigars.

"Saar, Morrow, Charlie, Arman. Gentlemen, can I ask what you are doing here?" Withers said as he walked in, looking at them curiously.

Saar and the other three guys weren't nervous at all, and they continued to smoke their cigars.