Since they had decided to leave, Xu Yun and Bai Xiaoye didn't want to have any regrets. Besides, they couldn't travel after drinking so much.
As a country on wheels, the United States had accumulated a lot of experience in preventing traffic accidents. Punishing drunk driving was definitely the most important thing. Other than revoking the driver's license on the spot and being jailed for a year, drunk drivers who caused harm to life could be charged with second-degree murder, which carried a maximum penalty of death.
In recent years, the blood alcohol concentration standard for drunk driving had become stricter, dropping from 0.08% to 0.05%. Due to the higher proportion of young people driving after drinking, for drivers under the age of 21, a blood alcohol concentration of 0.01% was considered drunk driving.
The strict traffic law even made Americans drink less alcohol at parties. Since the 1990s, the fatality rate per 10,000 vehicles in the United States had dropped to 1.7. Compared to Hua Xia, which was higher than 9, the American Empire's experience in this area was really worth referencing.
To put it bluntly, it was still a problem of whether the "traffic law enforcement" was strict enough. There was a common saying at the Chinese table, "Don't worry, I asked the traffic police in the afternoon, and they didn't check it tonight." Then, they began to eat and drink. Of course, they could also look into Hua Xia's drinking culture. Without drinking, they couldn't talk. It was a bit ridiculous.
Making friends required drinking, discussing business, accompanying leaders, upholding the code of brotherhood, and even collecting debts … In any case, 80% of the things couldn't be done without alcohol as a catalyst.
Because he didn't want to get into trouble for drunk driving, Xu Yun decided to wait with Bai Xiaoye until the alcohol dissipated. It would be safe and at ease.
During this period of time, of course, they couldn't leave any regrets in Seattle. Xu Yun and Bai Xiaoye went straight to Park Market. There were always so many people in front of the first Starbucks. After buying two cups of coffee, the two of them started to wander around.
Strolling through every nook and cranny of Pike's Market, there are buckets of fresh flowers, flying fish shows, fresh pastries and fruits and vegetables, artisanal cheeses, local honey, wine, international restaurants, imported goods, antiques, collectibles, and a plethora of unexpected items to be found at any time.
When they were hungry, they found a small restaurant and had fried fish sticks and oysters. Then, he agreed to Bai Xiaoye's request and took the Ferris wheel. Overlooking Puget Sound and the city center, the scenery was beautiful.
After riding the Ferris wheel, the two of them went to visit the Seattle Museum of Art. In the evening, Xu Yun brought Bai Xiaoye to Mount Krishan Park and looked at the Space Tower in the distance. The exquisiteness and quietness of Seattle really made one reluctant to leave. Since he had the time to walk around, it was a worthwhile trip.
Finally, Xu Yun used the alcohol tester he bought at Parker Market to test the alcohol content of his breath. It was completely zero. He could finally go on his way with peace of mind.
Now, there was no such thing as driving overnight or not. They only cared about driving in one breath. If they were tired, they would switch shifts. The sooner they arrived in New York, the less danger Old Master Gu would be in.
…
However, ever since Gu Guolong had been brought to New York, he had been leading a good life. He had seen the secret service of the American Empire, and he had also seen the Gambino family, which was definitely of Italian mafia blood. They were much more ruthless and sinister than Big Circle.
The difference between Gu Guolong and Randolph was definitely not a matter of one or two streets. Randolph was more than ten streets ahead of him.
However, Randolph had been treating Gu Guolong well these days. Not only did he not show any disrespect to him, but he was also very polite to him. This made Gu Guolong a little confused.
In America, regardless of whether one was in the mafia or not, when they saw Randolph, they had to respectfully call him Godfather. Gu Guolong was very clear about his identity, so he was very polite to Randolph. "Godfather, thank you for taking care of me these few days. However, I really don't understand how an old man like me can be of any use to you and your family.
"Mr. Gu, you are too polite." Randolph sat on the lambskin sofa opposite Gu Guolong. He smiled and took a sip of coffee. "Since the government values you so much, I will definitely not mistreat you, Mr. Gu. As long as the government agrees to my conditions, I will personally hand Mr. Gu over to the government. "
Randolph paused for a second and continued, "Mr. Gu, I am quite curious about what happened between you and the government. Even when I asked for one billion USD, the government didn't even bat an eye. Hahaha, Mr. Gu, you're quite capable, huh. I am afraid that even my head is not worth one billion USD, right? "
"Godfather, you must be joking." Gu Guolong shook his head helplessly. To be honest, until now, he still didn't understand why such a big disaster would happen to Big Circle. Was it because Matthew left through their merchant ship? Wasn't the government making a big fuss out of nothing?
"Mr. Gu, if I am not mistaken, you must have a close relationship with Kevin Mathew, right?" Randolph smiled. "Hahaha, otherwise, why would it be so tragic?"
Gu Guolong still shook his head helplessly. "Godfather, if Mr. Matthew and I were really close, I would have left with him."
"Hahaha, I don't care whether you admit it or not." Randolph smiled. "I just want to get what I want. I don't care whether Kevin Mathew becomes a weapon for the Americans or Hua Xia."
Gu Guolong didn't know what to say to Randolph. After all, they were not on the same side. He was being polite to Randolph because he wanted to use Randolph to ask for more conditions from the government. If he was useless, Randolph would have thrown him into the Deep River to feed the fishes.
In a private mansion located at the southern tip of Brooklyn, the conversation between Randolph and Randolph wasn't pleasant, but they didn't have any conflicts either.
"Mr. Gu, you haven't been out of your house recently, so you must be lacking in information." Randolph said. "I heard some news, but I don't know if I should tell you."
Gu Guolong frowned. He didn't have any information about his family, but he wasn't interested in any other news except for his family.
"There was an arms merchant ship passing through Canada near the Pacific Ocean. It was sunk by the Japanese Maritime Self-Defense Force's frigate." Randolph said, "I wonder if this has anything to do with Mr. Gu's circle."
Gu Guolong couldn't sit still anymore. He stood up and his mind was blank. All he wanted to know was his daughter's safety.
The corner of Randolph's mouth curled up into a smile. The firearms business of the Great Circle was nothing to Randolph. Only those who had no connections in America and Europe would go to Asia to sell firearms.
Of course, this also proved that the five big families controlled the American arms business. Gu Guolong's Big Circle couldn't interfere.
"Is there … any news from the people on the ship?" Gu Guolong asked after a long pause.
Randolph smiled. "I can help you find out. As long as you stay here and cooperate with me."
"Godfather, I won't leave." Gu Guolong said. "I just want you to help me find out where my daughter is. As long as you help me, I can stay here forever."
"No, no, no. How can I force you to stay here forever? Hahaha. As long as the American government agrees to my request, I can send you away anytime." Randolph said. "Of course, if you need any information, I can arrange someone to help you find her. Don't worry. I will inform you as soon as I get any news about your daughter."
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