Chicago 1990

When this sentence was said, Dingkins felt that he had almost lost the quarrel, and immediately lost the interest in staying again. He found an excuse to pull Sutton and his son to leave early. He did not expect to encounter a traffic jam at the entrance of the manor. The old man was in a mood It's not so good, and repeatedly urged the driver to honk the horn.

"Look here, look at these beautiful luxury cars coming and going..."

Across the street, two FBI agents parked the car at the place where the reporters got together. The one in the passenger seat was holding a camera with a telephoto lens, the shutter kept pressing, and there were words in his mouth, "Hip-hop star, another hip-hop star , Wow, wait, former New York Mayor, I caught you." He took a picture of Dingkins in the back seat with a clear profile.

This photo was sent to Director Fries’ desk early the next morning.

"The Chicago case? How is our PhD in psychology doing?"

The FBI director is very busy. He has actually not paid attention to this case for some time.

"It's a bit troublesome. Some conservative white groups in the South and Chicago have been organized. They are providing all kinds of help to the black police, donating money, demonstrating, and pressing the local police and firefighting staff unions."

The staff replied: "Vick McGee attempted suicide during the escort, which made us passive, especially when the emergency doctor found that he had been beaten."

Fries pursed his mouth uncomfortably, "Just a little bit? The Chicago Division accidentally exposed his butt?"

"You know, our agent is very angry at the murder of his colleague." The staff helped out.

"Fetch me the Chicago branch director." Fries decided to ask himself again.

"Shxt!"

After asking about the latest progress of the investigation, he felt worse. "The future Governor of Illinois has started to act, right?"

"Yes, he went to meet with the protest group, the family of the black police, and he also delivered a speech that he wanted to do his best to support the frontline police officers in Cook County." The aides said: "The pressure of the conservative whites and Vick McGee What happened to him gave him an excellent reason to intervene."

"Then APLUS also actively contacted Dingkins, Jesse Jackson and other African-American politicians through the wedding in New York? They are cooperating, right?" Fries asked.

"Perhaps, but Peter was obviously more eager."

The staff put a piece of information in front of him, "Carl Letterman basically clarified the old case of eavesdropping on Mariah Carey. APLUS obviously has cooperated with the black police for many years, but only for this case, they did not have too much Beyond the limits of the law, this is the testimony of Sean, one of the black police officers. He is our main breakthrough and has been successfully transferred to the New York branch. The wiretapping case is true, and all suspicious sources point to the former president of Sony Columbia Records. Tommy Motura, the current president of North Missoni Entertainment, is Mariah Carey’s ex-boyfriend."

"I know, Giuliani mentioned this case to me on the phone."

Fries nodded, "Tommy Motula is of Italian origin, and it has long been rumored to have an affair with the Mafia, so the New York police will continue to investigate it. We just need to hand over relevant investigation reports to them."

"Okay, I'll sort it out and let Karl Letterman hand it over."

The staff agreed. He knew that his boss and the current New York Mayor Giuliani had fought against the Mafia for many years. When the Mafia was still prosperous, their prosecutors used their heads to work on their belts all the year round. Being threatened with anonymous death is not an issue at all, so the two particularly hate Italians.

"As a lot of politicians and the light of African Americans, it seems that the time for us to launch APLUS has not yet arrived. The Simpson case is too hot. When I went to the White House yesterday, the commander was watching the live broadcast of the trial, and Gore was also..."

Fries thought for a while, "put pressure on Peter first, since he is so active...As an African-American, at least it is impossible for APLUS to actively recruit white supremacists. This is more like Peter creating an excuse for him to intervene in the case. For this, we must also fulfill our previous promises and fight back severely, contact the Department of Justice, and I want to launch a corruption investigation against Chicago prosecutors and police forces."

"Okay, I'll do it right away." The staff walked out.

"Let Carl Letterman hurry up. He has run out of time. Don't keep shutting yourself up in the interrogation room with the suspect thinking that you can solve the case by just chatting." Fries said to the back of his staff: "Also, Then Jill Grayson will be seconded from Las Vegas to Chicago and re-search the residences and office spaces of the black policemen, or any other suspicious places that we have the right to investigate."

"Yessir."

Carl Letterman was really hit by him, and now he and his partner are interrogating Sean in the New York branch.

"Thank you for your help in the wiretapping case. According to the prior agreement, we will cancel the allegations of improper behavior in your 1988 case and other law enforcement processes."

Carl Letterman handed Sean a document.

"OK, then let me go, and where is my lawyer?" Sean shrugged.

"Just now Peter Flock's wife came. She wanted to represent you, but we refused for reasons of interest. You can hire a lawyer yourself, or accept a lawyer appointed by the Chicago Police and Firefighters Association."

Carl Lightman turned on the TV as he spoke. It was a scene of luxury cars coming and going at the door of Bedford Mountain Villa. "APLUS didn't help you from start to finish. You see, he is now busy with his beautiful wedding. ."

"Low-level provocation."

Sean watched the TV screen and his eyelids jumped, he sneered disdainfully.

"Oh, by the way, your testimony seems to upset your companions."

Karl Lightman pressed the remote control and the screen switched to the interrogation room, causing the two stormtroopers to curse fiercely at the interrogator: ‘Shaun this traitor! ’This sentence is very clear.

"Fxxk! You guys use me!"

Sean was furious, "I didn't say anything against them!"

"But they are now facing charges of perjury because of your transaction with us." Carl Lightman said calmly.

"Low-level trick!" Shaun lost control again, and he slammed the table hard.

"Low-level but effective. Now you are in a prisoner's dilemma. Whoever speaks to cooperate with us first can get the most favorable trading conditions. You know what we want."

Carl Letterman looked at him with a smile.

"We didn't kill your people, OK?" Shaun put his elbows on the table helplessly, holding his head in his hands.

"I agree, you just need to make things clear," Carl Letterman said.

"That day, our chief personally directed the arrest of Sinaloa..."

Sean began to repeat the rhetoric he had discussed with Vic, but he quickly made many mistakes under the constant interruption and cross-examination by the psychology master who knows the most about words and expressions...

Early the next morning, Cassidy was staring at the TV in a daze. It was the scene outside the Bedford Mountain Villa. The hostess was excited to introduce the extravagant details of the two superstars' luxurious wedding.

"Cassidy, I won't accompany you to the protest scene today."

My girlfriend Denise waited quietly for her to finish reading this entertainment news, and walked to her back and said.

"Why?" Cassidy turned around lonely and asked.

"The white people around you make me feel very uncomfortable."

Denise, a black girl, has already noticed the origins of the white people who help around Cassidy these days. "Especially the Southern lawyer who represents you. He must be a white supremacist. He sees my eyes full of indiscretion. Disgust and hatred of disguise. Did you hear him calling you from behind to those speeding parties?'Our Aryan Goddess'..."

"Sorry Denise, if they hurt you... But now, I can only rely on them. They provide a full range of help, and it's very effective."

Cassidy apologized embarrassedly, and her tears flowed out, "My dad is still in the hospital, but my visitation application has been rejected many times. They are fighting for me to see my dad, and everyone said that this lawsuit is also Need money, a lot of money, the assistance lawyers provided by the union are very poor, I..."

"Oh, don't say anything, Cassidy, I know everything."

Denise hugged her and comforted her softly, "I just don't come to the event, but we can talk on the phone."

"Okay, thank you Denise, I'm almost out of friends now." Cassidy sobbed.

"What about him?" Denise asked.

"His assistant always tells me that he is going to get married and will get married. I think he will never be my friend again." A hint of resentment appeared in Cassidy's eyes against the other's shoulder.

"He can always provide some financial support? Even if it is borrowed, for him, Vic's legal fees are just a small amount of money..." Denise asked ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Cassidy shook her head, "He 'S assistant said he wanted to avoid suspicion."

"Shxt, men are guys who put on their pants and turn their faces and don't admit it." Denise vomited, "Then I won't be his fan anymore."

"Well, thank you Denise."

When Denise was sent out of the house, the Southern lawyer who was sitting in the back seat of the Harley motorcycle happened to arrive. Denise rolled her eyes at him and drove away.

"Morning, Cassidy, I advise you to avoid dealing with this kind of girl. I investigated her yesterday. Several of her brothers are all gang members." Southern lawyer smiled.

"You are not allowed to investigate my friend."

Cassidy warned him angrily.

"No matter what, you just cried?" Nanfang lawyer pointed her eyes and changed the subject.

"Yes."

"Very well, keep it up. There will be a reporter coming to do an interview with you. Just keep it like that, uh, take off these old-fashioned glasses, so you can be more photogenic." Nanfang lawyer began to command.

"Isn't it ironic?"

Cassidy went back to the house to change contact lenses. "The media interviewed me more and more, but my father couldn't even guarantee his life."

"It will get better, you underestimated your father Cathy, he seems to have been cooperating with us, I have this intuition, he is professional."

Nanfang Lawyer looked at Cassiti in the makeup mirror with admiration, "You are becoming more and more popular with our people. Every time your toughness and personal image appear in the media, it can bring about the amount of fundraising. It’s a good increase. Maybe after solving this matter, you can also join our great career."

Cathy didn't say anything when she heard this, she silently picked up the powder and began to modify her makeup.

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