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"Waterfa?"

Harold's move made Ethan's eyes widen.

Above dozens of HR portraits, Alonzo Quinn’s photo is firmly in the middle.

Black skin looks particularly dazzling.

There is a deep meaning in posting photos like this. Under normal circumstances, they are sorted in order of importance, and posting them in that position means that the chief of staff of the New York mayor is the leader of the HR organization.

"That's right."

Harold knew what they were thinking.

He shook his head and showed up his phone. On the screen was the photo that Reese had just sent: "This was found at Detective Carter's house. It seems that she has found out who the leader behind HR is."

"They just didn't tell us."

On the mobile phone screen, there are also dense photos posted in the wardrobe.

Just like a whiteboard.

The whiteboard here in the library simply lacks Alonzo Quinn.

When he saw that thing, Ethan's expression became extremely strange, and then the corners of his mouth began to rise.

"Hahaha."

Exaggerated laughter resounded throughout the library office.

He held his stomach and laughed loudly.

Tears also overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

This appearance made Harold and Xiao look confused, wondering what he was laughing at.

"Can you believe it?"

Ethan wiped away his tears and smiled from ear to ear: "This fucking Aryan white supremacy organization, the leader hidden behind them turns out to be a black man!!!"

If Calvin is still alive, let him know the news.

That guy must be angry to death again.

Harold and Xiao glanced at each other and realized how funny this thing was. Regardless of the shock of discovering the mastermind behind it, they started laughing along with Ethan.

True black humor.

"OK."

Ethan waved his hand, shook his head and looked at the photo on the whiteboard with a smile: "There is no need to go out to investigate anymore. It is now clear what kind of trouble Alonzo Quinn has caused."

"It's the same thing. Let's find Detective Carter first."

I thought it was some new mission that came out of them, but it turned out to be the same thing.

But now it’s an unexpected surprise.

Unexpectedly, he found the person standing behind Simmons in this way. Alonzo Quinn's chief of staff is actually equivalent to Jenny's position. To put it bluntly, he is the chief assistant to the mayor of New York.

This kind of person is a proper high-level person.

That means that he is not far from the senator!

If Cruz was told this news, he didn't know if he would go crazy with anger. Ethan felt happy thinking about this.

Just as Harold and Xiao were about to continue contacting Carter, the small machine next to the desk started working again, attracting all three people's attention. As it buzzed, it kept spitting out notes.

One, two, three.

Continuously.

The eyes of several of them were straightened.

It wasn't until quite a while that the spitting notes stopped.

"damn it."

Harold walked slowly to the desk, held up the long string of unbroken pieces of paper, and looked at Ethan in shock: "Mayor Morgan, there is no doubt that the situation has escalated now!"

"If I'm not mistaken, this is information from those monopolists."

Judging from the length of the note, at least thirty people were involved in the other party's hands.

This means that the previous conflict between the HR organization and the sole trader has begun to break out. People from both sides have issued kill orders to each other, and they have been monitored by machines.

"Let's sort out all the information about those people first."

Ethan also felt a headache now. The large-scale conflict between the two forces was not easy to get involved in.

If you are not careful, you will become soybeans in the millstone.

Caught in the middle to bear the pressure from both sides.

Maybe those two gangs were crushed to pieces before they had anything to do.

They can't just kill them all. To put it bluntly, Harold and the others want to resolve the conflict, not amplify it. A scuffle involving dozens of people in New York City would definitely be a disaster.

Not long after, another whiteboard was also filled with dense photos.

Judging by their appearance, they are all Eastern European men.

They all have fierce faces, and they don't look like good people.

"Hmph~"

Xiao looked at the two whiteboards on the left and right, and said with interest: "Black policeman vs. monopoly dealer, who will win this battle?"

It really drives the sole traders into a panic. Don’t think that they dare not take action against the law enforcement officers.

After those people went crazy.

There is nothing you dare not do.

Two batches of exclusive products were sold out in succession, and they were worth several million. These exclusive dealers could kill people for tens of thousands of dollars. What's more, when this amount of money is involved, it's not surprising that those people do anything.

Both parties are not good people, and Xiao is just watching the excitement.

"HR wins."

Ethan spread his hands and said with a cheerful smile: "Don't underestimate the power of the police badge they hang on their chests. When both parties are prepared, the HR organization can steadily handle these monopolies."

When an unlicensed hooligan encounters a licensed one, he has no power to fight back.

"I agree with your opinion."

A voice came from outside, followed by crisp footsteps: "HR, you will definitely win."

As the words fell.

A black woman wearing a leather jacket appeared in front of Ethan. The zipper of the jacket was open. As the man moved, the holster on his waist was looming. The woman still had a faint smile on her face.

"Hello, it's our first time meeting you."

The black woman stretched out her arms and said with a smile, "I'm Carter."

"Morgan."

Looking at the other person's outstretched hand, Ethan blinked and took it: "Nice to meet you."

The other party is obviously aware of his existence.

This is normal.

There must have been some communication between their small team since they made a big noise last time.

The woman who can do this is very extraordinary.

He is now very interested in this black policewoman. Things are going on, but how it ends is most important, and he doesn't know what the other person is thinking.

I was getting angry just now, but I couldn't get in touch with him.

Now it suddenly popped up, leaving Harold and Xiao behind in a daze.

"Please."

Noticing the expressions of the two people, Carter shook the phone in his hand with a smile on his face: "You are either calling or texting. I should also meet you out of politeness."

"Detective Carter."

Harold limped forward and said hurriedly: "You should know why we are contacting you. Please allow me to say this. This is a very stupid decision."

"If those people find out, do you know what you will face?"

"Those guys."

"I know."

Carter clasped his hands on his belt and interrupted Harold: "Those guys are crazy, and I will also encounter death threats."

He had a big smile on his face when he spoke.

It seemed that what she was talking about was what happened to others and had nothing to do with her at all.