Chapter 100: Chapter 100 Dorian’s Sense of Justice

Dorian, who had been busy, received the notification from Nis and rushed back to the cabin with a forehead full of question marks.

As soon as he entered the cabin, Dorian could feel that something was off about the atmosphere, so he tried to lighten the mood with a laugh, "Boss, I thought you wouldn't be coming for a few more days.

Why not go to Milan for a bit of fun? They have the world's top beauties there, and with your wealth, just a stroll around would get you a romantic encounter."

Joe Ga frowned at Dorian and said irritably, "I'm not as rich as you think, nor do I like those skinny types. Besides, if I hadn't come early, would you have started thinking of yourself as Interpol?

What are you doing with these files? Trying to learn how to investigate cases like they do?"

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Dorian was taken aback, then hesitantly said, "I just thought that we are preparing to attack a major Mafia family, so I figured I should gather enough information to help us plan the attack."

Joe Ga gestured for Dorian to sit down, then said, "Then tell me, what is your plan?"

Dorian's spirits lifted a bit as he said, "I've talked to that undercover named Serial. Actually, we don't need to take too big of a risk. We only have to wait for the old Mori to stand trial, and the Mori Family will immediately suffer a fatal blow.

The Glorious Society, who are currently at war with them, will surely take the opportunity to take over the Mori Family's territory and channels.

Serial said he could give us information at the time, allowing us to take the opportunity to eliminate the remaining members of the Mori Family."

Joe Ga looked at Dorian as if he were an idiot and said, "And then Interpol could use the well-documented territories and interests of the Mori Family to locate the Glorious Society, and then trace the connection.

When the Glorious Society tries to use the Mori Family's channels to expand their business, that undercover named Serial could take the opportunity to infiltrate their ranks, find high-level members of the Glorious Society, and look for evidence to uproot them completely.

We become an accelerator to the Mori Family's downfall, while the Glorious Society can consolidate the manpower of the Mori Family with minimal cost.

Perhaps to win over the loyal hands who have feelings for the family, they might set us up as targets for the remaining members of the Mori Family.

Then, I would have eliminated one enemy but gained an even more powerful one."

Dorian was stunned for a moment, then said with wide eyes, "Huh?"

Joe Ga said exasperatedly, "What 'huh'? Are you an idiot?

If we were doing our business in Italy, we would be rotting in jail; where does this inexplicable sense of justice of yours come from?"

Dorian, out of options, rubbed his temples and said, "I thought making the Mafia fight among themselves was the best way to minimize our risks."

Joe Ga actually understood Dorian quite well. The guy came from Leather Head, and his job was to take down the Mafia and terrorists. Working for the Mori Family was something he did reluctantly and half-heartedly.

Facing an undercover who risked everything to seek justice naturally halved Dorian's intelligence—it wasn't that he wasn't smart enough, but that he empathized with that undercover.

Besides, being set up as a target for shooting, that was just Joe Ga's guess, it might not even happen. Sёarᴄh the NôᴠelFirё.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

What Joe Ga was most dissatisfied with was Dorian's taking matters into his own hands and complicating things.

I'm here to settle scores with old enemies, what do the problems of the Italian government have to do with me?

The Glorious Society is a half Terrorist Organization, and the Mori Family isn't much better; by helping you kill off the Mori clan, I'm already doing you a favor.

By this point, Dorian was starting to realize that even though he had threatened the undercover named Serial with his file, he had let his own sense of justice be manipulated in the end.

Using a file that wasn't a high-level secret to exchange for a few expendable and fearless fighters to help out was a 'good deal' that couldn't be found just anywhere.

Having understood this, Dorian said awkwardly, "So, boss, what do you suggest?"

Looking at the distressed Dorian, Joe Ga said irritably, "What else can we do?

"First, let's take out old Mori who's in jail..."

"What?"

Dorian, not quite understanding, said, "Old Mori is already finished, why do we need to take such a big risk to kill him?"

Joe Ga, looking at Dorian with a slanted eye and shaking his head, said, "Our problem now is that we can't predict their movements, and you don't even know where the fourth and fifth of the Mori family are.

But if old Mori dies, won't his children and core subordinates have to attend the funeral?

Once old Mori dies, the Italian prosecutors will lose their target, and the Mori family can catch their breath.

They will definitely use the most grandiose ceremony to bury 'hero' old Mori.

At that time, we'll take out Mori's remaining three sons and daughter at the funeral, and then we'll leave this cycle of trouble."

Upon hearing this, Dorian had an epiphany and said, "Indeed, at first I wanted to force that Serial to tell me the whereabouts of the fourth and the fifth because he holds a pretty high position in the Mori Family, but somehow after talking to him, I just..."

Joe Ga nodded in understanding and said, "It's not your fault, having a sense of justice isn't wrong; although we are not good people, we're definitely not psychopaths.

The people from the Glorious Society indeed deserve to die, but we can't get ourselves buried in their place."

As he spoke, Joe Ga looked at a somewhat more relaxed Dorian and asked, "Does that Serial know who you are?"

Dorian shook his head and said, "No, he doesn't recognize me. I'm just a small fry, and he has already become a quite important person in the Mori Family."

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga smiled and said, "Then you should encourage him to work hard. If we take out all the direct descendants of the Mori Family, he'll have the chance to rise to power.

As long as he can maintain the Mori's influence, they still have a chance to clash with the Glorious Society.

How can you be an undercover without wanting to become the boss?

Find out who in the Mori family doesn't get along with him, and we'll conveniently take out his rivals along the way."

Dorian looked at Joe Ga, who was intent on putting Serial on the hot seat, and gained a whole new understanding of his boss.

He wasn't acting this way because he hated Interpol, but because he felt one of his own had been played, and the person who played his own needed to pay a price.

It doesn't necessarily have to be with their life, but it will definitely be an equivalent punishment.

You want to drag us into trouble, I'll put you right at the forefront to face it.

If the core of the Mori family were all dead, Serial would indeed need to step up, even for the case concerning the Glorious Society he couldn't shy away.

Dorian felt that although his sense of justice had nowhere to land, the final outcome seemed to have sped up the calculations of Interpol and the Italian government. Although this increased the difficulty for Serial, that's the fate of an elite, isn't it?

Nodding vigorously to show his understanding, Dorian stood up and said, "I'll head to Noto City right away, and once I figure out where old Mori is being held, I'll inform you of the plan."

Antar stood up and said, "I'll go with you, and I'll bring the drone."

Joe Ga looked at the two eager to set off and smiled, nodding his approval, "It's fine if you go together, but you still need to bring equipment."

As he spoke, Joe Ga walked over to the luggage case, smiled and said, "I've brought all your equipment, everyone take what belongs to them."

Upon hearing this, Dorian excitedly found a box labeled with his name, opened it, and gleefully hugged his G36C, giving it a big kiss before picking up a USP pistol and rubbing it against his cheek.

"Boss, you're my angel!"