Gonzalez finally couldn't bear the pressure anymore. With a hoarse voice, he looked at Lucas and finally lowered his head slowly and said, "It was Lucas who bribed me. He made me reveal the route of the two tons of goods sold to the American gang five days ago to the DEA. And the border warehouse raid? That was information I passed to the Americans. It was all Lucas who made me do it..."
"Damn swine! You're slandering me! I don't even know you!"
Lucas, feeling cornered, cursed Gonzalez fiercely, then turned to Joaquin, "Shorty! You think you can just find one of your own lackeys to play the victim and pin the blame on me? Our Gulf Group won't fall for that! If it's war you want, we will fight! If you dare, kill me now! I guarantee you, in the coming days, your Sinoloa Group will not have a single day of peace!"
"That's gutsy!"
Joaquin, far from angry, smiled instead.
"Lucas, if you had any real balls, you wouldn't deny even the underlings who work their lives for you."
Having said that, he stood up, drew a pistol, and pressed it against Gonzalez's forehead.
"You really are willing to watch him die without telling the truth?"
The others from the various families looked at each other, not knowing whether they should stop Joaquin or not.
After all, what Joaquin just said was too shocking.
If all these recent lost shipments were Lucas's doing, then the Gulf Group had managed to offend all of the major families.
And this Gonzalez seems to be one of Joaquin's men, and he must have a significant position within the group, or he wouldn't know so many secrets.
That means Joaquin is carrying out family justice.
That's an internal matter of their group, and nobody can intervene.
Leva was the first to react loudly, "Don't kill him yet! Let him finish, is what he is saying true?"
Gonzalez, seeing that Lucas still wouldn't admit it, was already disheartened. He figured since he was going to die anyway, he might as well expose all of Lucas's dirty secrets before death, to take someone down with him.
"Lucas, you gutless worm! You promised me that after I did these things, I could go and work for you, and you would protect me, give me a pile of money, and let me leave Mexico. I was fucking blind and let your money cloud my judgment, believed in your lies, and got played by you! Fuck your whole family! Even if I die, I'll curse you in the Netherworld. I hope you and your boss never die well, and that your whole family dies without intact corpses!"
He cursed viciously, then suddenly, Joaquin pulled the trigger.
Bang—
Gonzalez's body slumped to the side, fell to the ground with a bloody hole in his head, brain matter burst out, and he was dead on the spot.
The air was immediately filled with the smell of blood.
Song Heping frowned and said, "You guys continue, I need to go to the restroom."
After finishing, he stood up and asked Joaquin, "Mr. Joaquin, where is the restroom?"
Joaquin made a gesture to one of Song Heping's subordinates, "Take Mr. Song to the restroom."
The subordinate made a polite gesture, "Mr. Song, this way, please."
"Fuck! You actually killed him!"
Leva was the first to jump up.
"He's dead..."
He swallowed back the rest of the sentence.
He intended to say, how can you pursue Lucas with the man dead?
But now that Lucas hasn't admitted to anything, there's no evidence to back it up.
Joaquin ordered the body to be dragged away, then pulled out a cell phone from his pocket, waved it in front of Lucas, and glanced at Leva.
"Don't worry, I have all the evidence."
He turned to Lucas, "Don't think there's no proof with the man dead. You might not have expected Gonzalez, to save himself, recorded many of the communications between you and him. The money you gave him, which account it went into, what information he revealed to you, what he disclosed to the DEA, it's all in this cell phone. I know his secret email password too."
After speaking, he lightly tapped the phone, pulled up a recording, and pressed the play button.
"...They're going to transport a batch of goods to Western Mexico State soon. The crossing is through B1 tunnel from Juarez..."
"Is the information accurate?"
"Accurate. The guy drinking with me last night let it slip unintentionally. He's in charge of the transport..."
"Good, you immediately disclose this information to the DEA, remember to do it anonymously, understand? Don't be stingy with the reward, I will compensate you..."
"Lucas, I'm really worried... I've done this a few times before, including the address of the warehouse I've revealed to the DEA. Joaquin is no fool, he's starting to suspect there's a mole within us..."
"Don't be afraid, after this job is done, come find me, I'll guarantee you a safe trip out of the country."
"My family still needs to settle down..."
"No problem, once everything is settled, come right over..."
...
Joaquin pressed the stop button.
Lucas's face had completely lost its color.
The representatives from the several major groups around all had their faces turn cold, colder than the ice of the Antarctic...
Just when Joaquin started playing the recording publicly, Song Heping was already in the restroom.
He pretended to pee in front of the urinal when he suddenly realized that one of Joaquin's men was staring at him from behind.
"I'm trying to pee here, can you stop staring at me like that?"