America: Starting with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 279 - 171 Maserati

After taking care of that minor issue, Sieg also messaged claiming he had returned to the downtown area, and Allen Zhang directly told him to bring people to the auto repair shop for a gathering.

Soon, Sieg drove to Old Pick auto repair shop, and upon entering, found it filled with fellow Beggar Gang Disciples, which surprised him a bit.

"What’s going on? Aren’t they supposed to be picking up cans and begging on the streets? Did you find them jobs here? You know the owner?"

"I bought this auto repair shop." Allen Zhang said, legs crossed.

"..."

Sieg fell silent.

Typical of you, quietly making a big fortune again.

"Boss, when can you help me invest in a gun store?" Sieg asked ingratiatingly.

"Once we complete this deal, we might have the money." Allen Zhang stood up and gestured for them to follow him.

He then went upstairs to the office, closed the doors, windows, and turned off the lights. Allen Zhang connected his phone to the computer and projector.

Sieg and others looked at each other, puzzled by the secrecy.

Allen Zhang projected downloaded pictures on the screen and said seriously, "Today, we are going to retrieve a Maserati, a Chevrolet Bumblebee, and a black Corvette."

The people looked at the projection screen which showed several white youths, looking sly, driving away a silver-gray Maserati parked in the Rich District and driving it into a second-level underground parking garage. They were labeled as members of the Silver Fox Team involved in vehicle theft, a group of five or six people.

The Big B Gang consists of a few black people, Sieg remembered seeing them. They seemed like street thugs he had encountered near the warehouse area on Dragon Street, unaware they were involved in vehicle theft business.

The Eagle Gang is run by some Mexicans who own a modification shop.

"The total value of these three cars is about Two Hundred Thousand Dollars! If we can steal these cars from the vehicle theft gangs without them noticing, repaint and modify them, and sell them in the second-hand car market on the Black Market, we could make a profit of at least One Hundred and Eighty Thousand Dollars!"

"These cars are all half-dead zombie cars; their owners are rich people from the Rich District, who just got arrested, but they will soon be out after paying bail. However, we don’t need to worry about the risk, the cars will have been sold by then."

"Additionally, there’s also a job about robbing a jewelry store connected to the Zero-Dollar Purchase. Those guys have hidden the robbed jewelry in a countryside ranch, worth at least Two Hundred Thousand Dollars! It’s a bit too far away though, not within our jurisdiction, we can think this through for the long term. Right now, our main task is to retrieve those cars!"

Allen Zhang then enlarged a video taken from the perspective of the jewelry store, showing a few individuals carrying black bags, their faces covered, holding AK series firearms, and one scene depicting them cocking the gun. Their professional stances and distribution indicated they were habitual offenders and ruffians!

He also played a video shot by a random passer-by during their escape in a van, guns pointed towards the sky, still firing bursts of blue flames.

It looked like a relaxed escape, almost like a professional photographer’s portrait shoot!

"This is a big business!!"

Allen Zhang concluded, and the Beggar Gang Disciples also felt a surge of exhilaration.

"Those parking lots and warehouses are full of cameras and have guards, how can we rightfully retrieve the cars and bring them back?" Sieg glanced at the projections, noting this wasn’t usual vehicle retrieval; there was no employer to guarantee payment and employment to recover the cars.

This was outright criminal!

But it spells high risk, high return.

A lucrative deal! As long as they can retrieve the cars, receiving full payment directly would mean striking it rich.

A man doesn’t become wealthy without windfalls, as a horse doesn’t grow fat without night grass.

"Don’t worry, we can easily handle the cameras."

Allen Zhang sent a message to Blitz, asking him to gather here when he had time for a specialized task.

He then arranged the task, first to retrieve and modify the most valuable Maserati, then proceed to transfer vehicles from the black and Mexican gangs.

Soon, Blitz arrived, and upon learning that the mission involved hacking into communication devices and cameras, he was very happy to oblige as this was a trivial task for him.

Allen Zhang devised the plan, announced a temporary break, and everyone went to prepare for action until dark.

Soon, it was evening.

A dark and windy night.

Allen Zhang and his team assembled, driving the Jeep with Sieg and Blitz to the underground parking garage where the Maserati was parked.

Blitz nonchalantly opened his laptop in the car, wrote a program, and radio communicated with Bailey and Melvin’s team to keep watch there.

The second-level underground parking garage had camera surveillance, monitored around the clock, but it wasn’t under the control of the traffic management bureau or the police; rather it was privately installed, clearly a private hideout for the vehicle theft gangs, obviously an abandoned garage for a long time.

The surroundings lacked development, with rusty construction signs around and numerous pits dug in the road.

Allen Zhang parked the car on the roadside, and after waiting for a moment, Blitz skillfully decrypted the password, and upon interference, the camera signals went off instantly.