Chicago 1990

"She\'ssweetbutapsycho..."

In Highland Park, Song Ya hummed and wrote after-class reading homework comfortably. She went to school intermittently, but... After returning, he felt really good.

There was an episode on campus today. Two FBIs, a man and a woman, came and entangled for a while, but now he is no longer willing to cooperate. Ask questions? Yes, please show the authorization document first, otherwise we won’t be accompanied!

"DeadAndGone won consecutive championships for the second week, and the auditions on the cat and mouse games have all ended."

Linda waited for him to close the book and start stretching comfortably before reporting on his work, "Amy has accepted the role of nurse for friendship, Xue Linfen, the air hostess of Alan Pond..."

"Huh? Didn't Charis get what she wanted?" Song Ya heard a strange name behind the bank teller's role.

"Harvey Weinstein insisted on squeezing his people in. Linton didn't refuse." Linda replied: "Eremov is also not good at conflicting with him directly, so he left Charis with a secret. Little supporting actor, drunk woman, do you have any impression?"

Song Ya closed his eyes and looked for it, "Oh, it's not bad, say hello to Yeremov, it's interesting that her close-up pictures are arranged more delicately..."

Song Ya confessed and left the matter behind, "Our film has Miramax's investment, and we have given face to the people he likes. Then Harvey Weinstein will help the cat and mouse game to win the prize. ?"

"He is now well-known, and he generally needs the quality of the film itself to work hard. Otherwise, isn't it a self-smashing sign? And Miramax's self-made films have absolute priority, followed by foreign films that he bought out the broadcasting rights of North Rice, and the remaining talents It is his turn to participate in the investment projects, perhaps the priority is not as good as those movies that require favor trading."

Linda tells the truth, "I will probably talk to him about it when Cat and Mouse enters the editing room. In fact, we don't need to be nervous, Linton will stare at him."

"Yes." Song Ya nodded.

"Also, the main suspect in the Oklahoma bombing today has been arrested. He is not a Middle Easterner, but an extreme white person." Linda said: "It seems to be a protest against the Waco tragedy in 1993."

"Tsk tsk, Anglo-Saxons are indeed the most brutal group of whites, North America, Australia, the aborigines are almost wiped out by them, I heard that more than 150 people died in the Oklahoma City Federal Building this time? "Song Ya sighed.

"The latest figure is more than one hundred and sixty. One hundred of them are federal employees, eight federal law enforcement officers, four secret service agencies, two customs administrations, one DEA (Department of Defense Agency), and one housing and development department... "

Linda smiled and reminded, "Pay attention to your words and deeds. Boss, didn't you say that you can no longer make the mistake of being caught by Pierre Sutton on politically incorrect papers?"

"Well, I really need to pay attention in the future."

Song Ya is kind, and even public figures in the U.S. may be poached out after many years of words and deeds in the school. It’s time to eat and learn. "By the way, Alicia called today at the Inner City Broadcasting Company. I said I need support..."

"Yes, relying on Mrs. Flock's own ability, don't even try to find out the bad debt of the Inner City Broadcasting Company."

Linda took out a document from her bag and handed it to him, "She wants us to find Yongdao in-depth cooperation."

"Oh! Alicia is still inexperienced in this area. I have consulted Samuel a long time ago. The Inner City Broadcasting Company's radio stations are all over the meter, and they are all run by blacks. Eternal Way is very expensive and accountants are basically white. Check? I really bite the bullet and check it down. Not only will I have to pay Yongdao a huge sum of money, but I will also be made things difficult by the black shareholders and management who are interested in it..."

Song Ya shook his head in distress.

"It's another thing that embarrass us like Simpson, right?"

Linda felt the same way, "The exterior is bright and beautiful, but there is dirt and dirt inside. Because of ethnic reasons, the whole group has to grit their teeth."

"Fortunately, it's just capital injection."

Song Ya didn't answer her question, "If it doesn't work, forget it, that little threat from Pierre can't do me any harm. And isn't Simpson's thing reversed? His hands simply can't be left on the crime scene. That glove."

During the Wife Killing Trial, which was just broadcast live during the day, Simpson showed it to the national audience on the spot. His hand could not wear one of the key exhibits. The gloves left by the murderer on the scene were caught by his dream lawyer team. Entering his residence alone by the police officer handling the case did not comply with procedural justice and was suspected of racial prejudice. Now the whole society has basically begun to turn to believe that he was wronged.

"I hope it's true..." Linda curled her lips. "Anyway, since the incident, as long as all the news involving him is difficult to distinguish between true and false, I don't know whether to believe him or not."

"He doesn't need us to believe, but the jury will do." Song Ya said.

The next day, the Chicago FBI office.

"Director."

Carl Letterman and his female partner walked into the branch director’s office. "I went to APLUS for a chat yesterday. There is basically no doubt. Vic and Sean were instructed to kill Sinaloa. Also, Sean. Except for the murder of the detective, he almost explained everything there. He found that his collections hidden in the bank safe were a fatal blow..."

"APLUS explained it?" The sub-director was surprised.

"I observe..."

"Observation? It's your micro-expression theory again? Agent Letterman, your things can't be used as evidence! And too slow! I may have been forced to transfer by the Chicago political forces when the case is investigated. Did you not pay attention? What the hell, APLUS is not important at all, he is only responsible for paying the money, and Peter Flock is the key person and our main goal!"

The sub-director stared at the report on the bombing on the TV and said impatiently: "Giuliani wants to use you to help him investigate the case of eavesdropping on Mariah Carey. I heard that the most criminal Italian agent’s psychological defense line is yours. Yes? It seems that you are suitable for the kind of lighter case. Let's set off for New York after the handover."

"But Director Fries made me..." Carl Letterman was caught off guard.

"Director Fries has no energy to manage this case now. He has given me full authority to take over. Now the pressure is all mine."

The sub-director waved his hand, "I will hand over all the case information to Inspector Ma Hong, I don't believe in human behavior, let's use the one we are familiar with!"

"Director." A tall white man knocked on the door and came in.

"Oh, Ma Hong, you are here, just in time, to hand over with Letterman, and then do what you should do. Did you get the anonymous letter from that newspaper?" the branch director asked.

"Yes."

Ma Hong unsmilingly took out a document and placed it on his desk. "After the Oklahoma City case was proved to be an extremely white person, the conservative media were all afraid of us to death."

"You scared them? Haha, good job!" The sub-director was very satisfied, "I will let the Forensic Division check who sent the letter, and you can hand it over to Agent Letterman immediately. What are you going to do next? "

"Clean up the clowns outside first."

"Haha, as I thought."

On the morning of the third day, Ma Hong showed up at the door of Vic's house with FBI uniforms. This has become a temporary headquarters to assist Vic and others. "... Sir, you work for... newspaper, right? "Ma Hong knocked on the door and directly showed the arrest warrant to the Southern lawyer. "Have you ever stated that you have dealt with the suspect in the Oklahoma City bombing, right? Tortured him."

"Hey! We just met a long time ago~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and talked a few words!" Southern lawyers struggled and protested, "Can this also be used as evidence!?"

Ma Hong ignored him, rolled his sleeves, and glanced at the 4D tattoo, "Yes, they are in a group. Take it home."

"You...you are revenge and persecution!" Cassidy rushed out of the room in a hurry. She yelled skillfully: "I want to expose what your FBI did today!"

"And he..."

Ma Hong ignored her and pointed to a speeding party leader present, "You are related to an organized crime case in Chicago...Are they your gang accomplices?"

"We are just friends." The speeding party leader glanced at the arrest warrant and obediently asked the field crew to fold their hands.

"Take them all back, him, him, and him."

Ma Hongli ordered a few more.

"Cassidy, don't be nervous! I'll be released on bail right away!" The Southern Lawyer's head was pushed into the car and he shouted.

The others who were not arrested were all protesting loudly.

"Hehe, she is your pure Aryan goddess? Isn't Cathy McGee?"

Ma Hong stood in the center of the crowd and pointed to Cassiti loudly and said, “Maybe you don’t know that she was done by her classmate, the singer Nger, who took the other party’s money and received the other party’s precious necklace. irony!"

After speaking, he got in the car directly, and the FBI convoy led away with people whizzing.

The rest of them all looked at Cathy, the meaning of their eyes changed.

Cassidy's face was pale, and she rushed back to her room, locked the door to block others' eyes, "What to do? What to do?"

Bewildered by the sudden change, she ran back to the room, leaning against the door in fear, and slumped while crying and muttering.

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