As a police informant, Reeves has a basic understanding of the criminal industry chain of street gangs.
But what he currently knows is just the tip of the iceberg when it comes to the entire Chicago underworld.
In the sinful city of Chicago, the dark side is more than just street gangs.
There are drug dealers, gun sellers, smugglers, pornography organizers, organ traders, and counterfeiters...
Every kind of crime imaginable can be found in Chicago.
And each type of criminal has their own methods and channels.
But all these evil industries are inseparable from one thing, that is: illegal guns.
In the United States, although it is legal to purchase firearms, the formal process requires too many procedures and must be filed with the local police station.
Moreover, these guns have fixed serial numbers and rifling. Once an accident occurs, the police can immediately identify the person who used the gun if they want to investigate.
Therefore, when street gangs do big things, they basically use black guns.
This also provides a huge market for gun dealers in Chicago, allowing them to make a fortune.
The gun dealer working with the Pythons was nicknamed "Cross." He had a wide network of contacts and could get any gun he wanted. His wares were solid, genuine, black-market guns with no criminal record, and they were sold at fair prices.
Therefore, in the black gun world, Cross has always had a very good reputation.
Raymond now has complete trust in Reeves, and has given Reeves full responsibility for buying the gun.
After getting the cross's contact information, Ribs immediately made a call.
"Hello, I'm Reeves from the Python Gang. Raymond introduced me."
"Well, Raymond told me. What kind of gun do you need?" The other party didn't waste any words and went straight to the point.
Reeves couldn't say what he wanted for a moment, and asked, "I'm not sure yet. Can I go to the scene to see it?"
"Of course," the other party replied, "but you need to tell me your budget so I can prepare the guns in advance."
"Well...we have about $100,000 ready and want to buy some submachine guns and shotguns," Ribs replied.
"Okay, I got it," the other party said. "Meet at the Chicago train station at 6:30 tomorrow evening. I'll send someone to pick you up."
"Okay, I'll be there on time." Reeves answered and prepared to hang up.
The other party seemed a little worried and asked: "This is your first time trading with me. Do you understand the rules?"
"What rules?"
"Oh my god! Didn't Raymond tell you the rules in advance?" The other party said a little impatiently, "Okay! You can only bring two people at most, and you can't bring any firearms!"
Black market gun transactions are the most dangerous of all transactions, bar none. It's not uncommon for the other party to shoot the seller in the face of a disagreement during a transaction.
Therefore, Cross was very cautious before every transaction and required the other party not to bring too many people or guns.
"Oh, okay! I understand. We are all family, don't worry!"
Before Reeves could finish his words, a busy tone came from the phone and the other party had hung up.
Since the other party required only two people to be brought, when the transaction took place the next day, Ribs called both the Butcher and Ao Guanhai over.
In the gang, these two people are relatively smart and loyal to Reeves, so Reeves is willing to find them to work together when encountering any big things.
Around six o'clock in the evening, there was a drizzle in the sky.
The three drove a pickup truck to the Chicago train station and drove around several times but still couldn't find the contact.
Ribbs stopped the car and was about to call the Cross.
Ding dang dang!
Suddenly, a strange young man appeared at the car door and knocked hard on the window.
Ribs rolled down the window and asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"
"Are you here to pick up some goods?" the stranger said. "Come with me, I'll pick you up."
Reeves immediately understood the other party's identity. He nodded, and the stranger opened the door of the pickup truck and got in directly.
The Chicago railway station has a passenger volume of nearly 100,000 people every day, and also has a large freight capacity. The monthly container throughput can reach more than 100,000 boxes.
The freight storage area here is also very large, with a large number of containers stacked in it.
Following the directions given by the stranger, Ribs turned left and right, and drove directly into the freight storage area of the train station from the small road on the side of the train station.
The car was moving forward on a narrow road, with colorful containers stacked three or four layers high on both sides. If you are not familiar with the road conditions, it is easy to get lost in this forest of containers.
The stranger stared at the surroundings and suddenly shouted, "We're here! This is it, stop the car!"
Reeves stepped on the brakes and the car stopped in front of a blue container with a black CS:GO game character spray-painted on it.
Several people got off the bus together. Although it was right next to the train station, it was very quiet and there was not even a ghost around.
Trading in this corner is both dangerous and safe. The safety lies in the fact that no one will discover it, and the danger also lies in the fact that no one will discover it.
Once the fighting starts, the police probably won’t even be able to find the body.
The strange guy searched the three people first, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, he motioned them to follow.
The three men, carrying a box worth 100,000 US dollars, followed the young man and squeezed into an extremely narrow gap between the containers, which was barely wide enough for only one person to pass through.
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