Chicago 1990

"Seriously, Eddie Murphy is a great house."

A large number of behind-the-scenes transactions can’t be said. Song Ya was quite interested in the hasty and brief face-to-face confrontation between himself and the former prime minister of a country. He was able to look up at the mansion leisurely with the right hand that gave him a beautiful blow.

If I remember correctly, he has been here before, or twice? The one who accompanied Hallie at the time was quite impressed with the oversized barn-style banquet hall in Eddie Murphy’s home. The banquet hall that was about to be built in her Highland Park home was a reference here, but I didn’t expect...

"Today there are a lot of spectators, let's wait." Said to Mira who was playing with the wig.

"Sandy Newton is outside."

Mila didn’t see what happened outside the door just now, nor did he see Lazarenko’s heroic figure with a punch. She only knew that the man in front of her had been so trustworthy and grateful for many years. When the difficulty was the most helpless, she appeared like a hero. When the door opened and the two eyes faced each other, all her suppressed emotions exploded. She clung to each other's arm intently when she finished her wig, and leaned with the weight of her whole body. Live, never let go.

"Ok."

The two looked into the hall, and the situation was under control. Lazarenko’s bodyguards lined up, each with their hands on the shoulders of colleagues in front of them, and they lowered their heads and were escorted out silently by police officers. Some guests were doing it. Take notes, and then leave in turn.

Another team of police officers began to cooperate with the FBI search and asked the servants and other staff in the mansion. Those suspected CIA... In fact, they came over and said, "Is this yours? Mr. APLUS." The leader returned his mobile phone.

"Yes."

Song Ya took it with a very disgusting expression, "You should stop him from infringing on American citizens in time. This is considered illegal imprisonment, isn't it?" At the same time, he tilted his head and gestured to Mira.

"We don't have the right to deal with domestic crimes." The CIA didn't care about it.

"Forget it, please thank Mr. Senator for me anyway."

Just now on the phone was a senior senator from Delaware of the Donkey Party, Jesse Helms’ deputy, and deputy chairman of the Senate Foreign Affairs Committee. The foreign affairs of the Ermao were his “territory”, as it was suspended in Raza The central figure of the big net on Lianke's head must pass his approval to save the beauty by himself, and the price is naturally high.

"Haha, we are just small clerks who do what is ordered, you should tell Mr. Senator yourself."

Just kidding, Nger in front of him is a local billionaire. In the free world, he has greater absolute'freedom' than Lazarenko's outsiders. The CIA leader waved his hands with a humble and flattering smile, "Mr. APLUS, that... …Need us to help you and Miss Jovovich get out of here? I know there is an escape route, and the paparazzi should be outside."

"Wait a minute."

Song Ya waited for Hayden, who was holding the banner of William Morris over there to warn Sandy Newton and others not to talk nonsense, and then joined the bodyguards such as Daniel and Old Mike before following the CIA through the secret escape route. The back door of the manor left.

"Wow, that guy was arrested like this?"

After taking a deep breath of the fresh air in the tree-lined trails, Daniel was a little bit unfulfilled, "How did you do this with APLUS?"

"The international wanted criminal dare to be so arrogant, he asked for it."

Song Ya casually pretended to look at his watch.

"Go to me?" Daniel invited.

"Don't stay nearby." Old Mike warned solemnly.

"Then send Mila home first." Gentleman Song Ya supported the waist of the big white girl who was hanging on his body, waiting for the time when Old Mike drove over to continue to be fierce, "Who are the bodyguards you found for her? ?"

"They were all stupid. I was really afraid that the furry would do it." Hayden laughed. "Actually, I squeezed my sweat when you rushed in. The furry shot a lot and it was too dangerous."

"Hehe, what am I afraid of? Last year, I had six holes for five months... I had surgery for seven hours..."

Song Yaxin bragged, and Mira beside her became more moved and admired in her ears. She stood on tiptoe and kissed the man's cheek affectionately.

Song Ya felt itchy by the place where she kissed, subconsciously stretched out her hand and scratched, turned her head, and saw Mira's emerald eyes staring at her shiningly in the dark, her face flushed slightly, like an evil goth. Windy cat, the coat is still pink...

"How to wear this?" He tucked the tips of his ex-girlfriend's pink wig by the way.

"The filming style is so ugly, I like to change it every day, and there are many more." Mira asked, "Does it look good?"

"Okay."

"Hate!" Mila pouted her lips and looked cute.

"Hehehe..."

Old Mike quickly drove the car over, and the two and Hai boarded the car and said goodbye to Daniel. The convoy left Beverly Hills and drove to Mila's residence.

"What's the matter? Speak slowly..."

In the middle of the call, Old Mike answered the phone. He turned around and gave Song Ya a tacit look at each other, "Okay, okay... I see, I will tell him."

After picking it up, he continued to drive and asked, "Where will you go after you send Mira?"

"Uh……"

Song Ya knew that he had something to say to himself privately, because he was planning to launch an attack on Lazarenko tomorrow, and because of the accident tonight, he had an extra day, "Go to San Marino and see the kids." After thinking about it, I decided to live in Xuelinfenna.

When Mira heard these words, she lifted her head resting on the opponent's shoulder, feeling lost in her heart.

Song Ya didn’t know her current mood changes, and it did cost a lot today. The commander, the party whip, the senator, the Hollywood prosecutor... It’s not difficult to get through this series of joints, and it is certainly not easy to say that it is easy. I helped a lot, but I didn’t ask for anything in return. After all, I couldn’t see what the old man was playing with his ex-girlfriend. As a machismo, he was still willing to keep his original promise and forget the past. Let go and live their lives with Mira.

Old Mike didn't speak any more, and the black Mercedes-Benz team was about to arrive at Mira's residence.

"I don't want to stay alone in the house..." Mira suddenly said, "Can you take me to visit Robb and the others? Is it Robb? The little one when I saw him last time? Very cute... "

Song Ya turned to look at her in surprise, her expression was very firm, and she offered a kiss again sincerely and obsessively.

understood.

That being the case, he doesn't need to care about any gentleman's demeanor anymore, the hand that he has been keeping honestly begins to be dishonest...

Old Mike and Hayden looked at the rearview mirrors at the same time, and the team turned and drove directly to San Marino.

"Sorry, Ms. McGee, we can't let you meet your father for now."

In Alaska, Cassidy, who was nervously walking around in the waiting room of the police station with her mobile phone, was personally informed by the chief of the news, "What crime did he commit!?" She angrily asked the other party.

"No, but a person's death has something to do with him."

The director took out a photo of [悠悠读xt.xyz] of the deceased: "Do you know why your father, that is, Victor Gene, came to Alaska? Do you know this person?"

"do not know."

The deceased was a middle-aged white man dressed in an old-school trench coat and hat. Cathy carefully examined the photo for a while, "Is Vic to track down the criminal? He is here to track down the criminal."

"He lied. We just contacted the local police station in Illinois where Vic worked. They said that he was not responsible for this kind of work, let alone being sent to Alaska to perform any tasks. He had already transferred to a civilian job."

The director said: "The deceased was his acquaintance. Some locals met them in a bar in the mining area, and several other fellows sat at a table and talked closely, and they had been there more than once."

"I do not know I do not know……"

Cassidy pulled her hair distressedly for her father who was full of lies.

"Just a reminder, your father's friends, including the deceased, are all practicing private detectives. Is he helping others with private work?" the director asked.

"It's possible, I don't know..." Kasidi Liushen Wuzhu shook her head.

"Well, we will let him go when we finish the inquiry, within 24 hours, but I remind you Ms. McGee, there is a fierce gunfight in the mining area. This is not a trivial matter. Alaska has never liked being noticeable, especially this It may be a vicious case of U.S. local news."

The director didn't push her too much, and sighed and said, "You are the assistant to the mayor. You should be very clear about the way we do things."

"I know, I know, thank you."

Cassidy had to leave the police station in despair, but was immediately called home by the mayor Sarah Palin.

"Cassidy!"

Sarah Palin yelled sharply when she waited, "I remember the last time you asked for leave that your father came here to perform a mission and visit you on the way!"

"He may have lied to me, sorry, Mayor Palin." Cassidy admitted miserably.

"what!"

Sarah Palin sneered and looked at her up and down carefully: "I have noticed your consumption habits that are not in line with your income, Cassidy, you won't get another salary, will you?"

"What... another salary?" Cassidy was stunned, and unconsciously squeezed the phone, thinking that the APLUS payment had been discovered.

"Don’t think I don’t know. The FBI likes to send someone like you to lurking next to our conservative politicians and support the Oklahoma case. Who knows if they are helping you with your qualifications? Entering our circle, I was wrong, I confessed to the wrong person, and you failed my trust!"

Sara Palin's imagination has spread in another direction, "You and your father, what do you want to secretly investigate the mining area!? Tell me honestly!"

But it is not groundless. Since a series of violent and terrorist incidents by whites against minorities and governments after the affirmative action in the 1960s, the FBI has become more vigilant against ultra-conservative white civil organizations and politicians. They like to send a large number of agents into various groups. Extreme organizations, high-pressure prevention, sometimes "recruit new" ten people, nine of them are all FBI people, it is so exaggerated.

"How is it possible, you know me Mayor Palin, I don't know..."

"Don't explain it! Anyway, you have been fired, so pack up tomorrow!"

Sarah Palin couldn't listen at all, "Hmm, I'm still hosting a city press conference while I'm on vacation? Don't think I don't know that you just want to pose in front of the camera all day long to win the favor of my voters."

Maybe this is the real reason for being fired? Cassidy knew that this beautiful female mayor actually had nothing to do with the city. "But that's an urgent matter for a broken heating pipe? You agreed to the press conference."

"Then there is no need to wear a Givenchy suit! He also deliberately made hair, scheming bitch!"

Well, she was dismissed suddenly, and the next day, she had to go through the resignation formalities, and then went to the police station to pick up the cheating girl who was allowed to leave.

"Damn it, the suspect ran away again. His marksmanship is true."

Vic didn't know what happened to his daughter. He gave a thumbs up to the other private investigators who walked out of the police station. Everyone tacitly resisted the death pressure of a companion and did not confess. He was very satisfied.

Yesterday he saw clearly the hostile face of Trevor Phillips, the main criminal who was involved in the APLUS shooting. However, after a fierce gunfight in the ice and snow in the Alaska mining area, he was run away by the opponent and one was killed. The private detective who also took old MacChan, the gangster's marksmanship left a deep impression on him.

He likes challenges and the excitement of chasing murderers from thousands of miles away. He feels that he is destined to be a serious police officer, otherwise he will be driven crazy by the boring desk work.

"Woohoo..."

Cassidy lay aggrievedly on the steering wheel and started crying.

"What's the matter with you? It's okay, but the case is a bit tricky..." Vic continued to lie.

"I know it all! Daddy! You are just a civilian police officer now! You have no right to come here to handle the case!"

Cassidy yelled at him tearfully, "The mayor said that I was helping you cheat her, playing cover, and now I am also fired!"

"Sacked...?"

Vic touched his bald head embarrassedly, "That's right, don't do it in Alaska, it's too far from Chicago, it's too inconvenient. Your mother and younger siblings miss you very much. You should find a job closer to us."

"you are fired?"

San Marino, Song Ya also contacted Cassiti and learned the latest news, "It’s a bit troublesome..." Cassiti’s extreme position, she can’t be a hero to save the United States anymore, "Don’t cry, just Just work, wait for me to figure out a solution. Oh!"

He threw the phone away, and touched the Mira pink wig with one hand again, and stretched the other hand to the back. Xue Linfen's hair is platinum...

"Alaska is indeed too far..."

Before going to Europe, he planned to help Cassiti again, quietly, but after breaking with Goodman, now there are no insiders besides Old Mike, "Uh, it's OK, you know the conservative side recently Is there anything missing? Arrange a friend to work, yes, just find a new job."

Sloan was from the liberal side, so he decided to ask his new private lawyer Song Zecheng.

"Oh? What type? Wait..." Song Zecheng was busy after asking about the specific requirements. "Do you know that there is a newly established conservative think tank called the New American Century (PNAC)?" He called back.

"That belongs to the neo-conservative territory, right?"

Song Ya had heard of the collapse in the 1990s. After the Donkey Party came to power, these big bosses and bureaucrats who had been unemployed from the former government of the Elephant Party organized a group to warm up last year, Cheney, Rumsfeld, and Wolfway. The theme is very straightforward, that is, the meaning of the name of the organization. They lashed out at the foreign policy of the Donkey Party, and clamored that the Arkansas leader was too soft-hearted. Potential enemies. They developed the concept of “the 20th century is the century of the United States” put forward by the co-founder of Time Magazine. Then the 21st century will undoubtedly continue to maintain power, that is, the new United States century, until the next generation. Conservatism has been in power for a long time, and many of those people are actually just for seeking officials. Uukanshu www.uukanshu.com is full of speculators with no bottom line."

"It's just a job for a girl with less seniority, isn't it?" Song Zecheng asked with a smile, "They are recruiting multiple assistants who are in charge of daily chores... It sounds good to say, but it's just a secretary who does everything. The salary is not high. Although there are several energy and military industry companies and rich people behind this organization, it is still hard to say what it will develop into in the future. The funds are not very abundant."

"OK, then I will let her go for an interview, and those people will like her."

Song Yan took old Mike's cell phone and called Kasidi, "I'll help you get Cheney's recommendation letter, don't worry, leave your dad alone, let him take care of himself."

"We seem to have left someone behind."

In Springfield City, Peter Flock put down the report submitted by the law enforcement department and examined the legal counsel of the governor's office before him, who was also his former personal lawyer.

"Sorry, I also forgot." The black lawyer glanced at the report on the photo taken by the local police station in Alaska.

"Will you handle it?" Peter asked.

"I will handle it."

"Well, clean up, pick a good time."

"YesSir..."

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