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Chapter 7: Whimsical Connections


After a long conversation between the two officers, Spencer and Garibaldi, felt that there was a lot in common between them.

Spencer is well aware that the main responsibility of Interpol in Europe is to combat transnational crime, organized crime and other criminal activities.

And the place where these crimes are most rampant is in Italy, so listening to Officer Garibaldi's opinion is very helpful to solve the case.

"Officer Spencer, would you be interested in walking the streets with me at night, I have some situation that I would like you to see with your own eyes," Garibaldi asked suddenly before leaving the door.

"I'd love to do it if it weren't for the trouble," Spencer replied.

Just after nine o'clock in the evening, Garibaldi arrived at the hotel in a gray private car to pick up Spencer.

Spencer waited at the door in advance, and Garibaldi saw Spencer at a glance in his car.

"Where are we going?"

asked Spencer as he got into the car.

"Look at the business of those Eastern Europeans," Garibaldi replied bluntly.

Garibaldi quickly drove the car out of the hotel, and at night there were very few cars on the streets of Naples, but I didn't know where Garibaldi went, and when it was almost there, there were more cars.

Soon, the sight of wine and wine made Spencer see some doorways.

Spencer couldn't help but think about what this Garibaldi was doing here, which looked like a red light district The car slowed down as it drove into a narrow street.

There are neon lights everywhere around, and women dressed in bewitching clothes.

Garibaldi's car had just stopped to the side, and soon a woman leaned on the window and asked, "Two big brothers, do you want to serve?"

"How much is the service?"

asked Garibaldi, who was familiar with it. "2000 lira," the woman said, unbuttoning her blouse and leaking out her breasts.

This move startled the unprepared Spencer.

"It's too expensive, forget it, by the way, are there any cigarettes of this brand," Garibaldi said, pulling out a note from his pocket with the name of the Cuban cigarette that Interpol found in France, because it was in Spanish, so Garibaldi didn't know exactly how to pronounce it.

"How much do you want, this brand is about a dollar," the woman took out the cigarette from the small bag she was carrying.

The cigarettes are all packaged one by one, but the packaging is very rough, and it is not a regular package at first glance.

Garibaldi took the cigarette and, after sending the woman away, handed one to Spencer and said to him, "See" "What do you see," Spencer asked, a little confused.

"Don't you see that the woman doesn't look like an Italian?"

Garibaldi prompted.

"You mean," Spencer understood.

"Yes, the woman must have come from the east.

You must know that the local industry is controlled by the mafia, and without the permission of the mafia, it is impossible for these women to work here" Garibaldi lit a cigarette, took a puff, then looked at the cigarette and nodded incessantly, this thing is really worth the money.

"Is this what you call a gang of Eastern Europeans, they're protecting these women," Spencer continued.

"No, a large part of these women were smuggled from the Hungarian side.

But you see, these cigarettes are only easy to buy here.

The women standing on the street are like mobile retail stores, where cigarettes, alcohol, and illegal drugs can be bought.

Without the permission of the mafia, they would never dare to do so.

And do you see, there are some gangs on the street to keep order here.

That is, the arrival of these women did not reduce the income of the mafia.

Garibaldi kept analyzing.

"You mean the mafia, in collusion with gangs on the Iron Curtain, trafficked women from Eastern Europe to work in the sex industry," Spencer realized.

"Our government is still fighting against the east, but our gangs have long been in league with the enemy," Garibaldi said coldly.

The two sat in the car and watched the crowd outside.

Each fell into deep thought.

The Interpol represented by Spencer linked the Toulouse case to a criminal organization.

But I would never have thought that there would be such a complex background in this.

"Officer Garibaldi, if it were you, how would you continue to investigate" Spencer now understood that Interpol, who was on high above did not know what the real crime situation was.

Garibaldi is different, he is very familiar with everything here.

He had long been aware that some criminal organizations from Eastern European countries had begun to infiltrate the West.

Because of the existence of the Iron Curtain, the European judiciary has no way to jointly combat these criminal activities, and these countries at the forefront of the Iron Curtain have become a breeding ground for criminals.

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Interpol alone will not be able to catch the real culprit.

"Hey, have you ever wondered who will benefit the most when these experts die," Garibaldi asked casually as he finished a cigarette and threw the cigarette butt out the window.

When Spencer heard this, he looked at Garibaldi, and was about to say something before rejecting the idea.

However, he replied to Garibaldi: "These scientists are the best experts in communication science in Europe, and they are working on a communication standard in France, and I'm sorry, I don't know much about what they are studying."

However, it is said that there are similar companies in the United States that are also working on this technology.

I guess it's unlikely to be them."

"Then what do you think is the motive of the gangsters, and what is the benefit of killing these communications scientists with such fanfare?"

Garibaldi asked rhetorically.

"We've never come to a conclusion.

I don't know what reason the mafia would have to do that," Spencer said.

"It's a bit bizarre, but I can't figure out why a gang would do something that has nothing to do with them.

And the stakes are still so great, unless there is some interest between the two organizations," Garibaldi looked at Spencer and analyzed it a little.

"No, no, no, this is simply ridiculous, an American high-tech company and the mafia are mixed up, this is simply whimsical" Spencer immediately subconsciously denied it, but although he felt that Garibaldi was a little whimsical, but in his heart he had to admit that this can indeed explain a lot of unreasonable things.

"I'll just say that if there is no great benefit in doing such a cruel thing at such a great cost, I will not believe it," Garibaldizan said categorically. t1706231537: