Rebirth of America: The American Drama System

Chicago.

Federal Bureau of Social Security, Chicago Division.

"Good morning, Tom."

"Good morning, Abby. Oh, by the way, there is a letter here for the bureau. I think the contents will be of great interest to you."

"What letter?"

"Remember yesterday when you and Agent Salinger went to visit that lady named Ginger Gallagher?"

"certainly."

In the office, a middle-aged woman just walked in and saw a letter handed to her by her colleague. She took off the scarf around her neck and chatted casually, but her attention was soon attracted.

"This Ginger Gallagher, according to records, is 93 years old and still receiving Social Security. This is very abnormal."

At this point, Abby shrugged, and her colleagues smiled in agreement.

Longevity has always been linked to living standards, medical conditions, etc., but Ginger Gallagher lives in a slum like the South Side of Chicago. Her 93-year-old age is really dazzling in the table.

Abby continued: “I suspected someone was falsely claiming her social security benefits, so I came to visit.

The first time I went there, Ginger Gallagher was not there, and her nephew's family lived in the property in her name. After I made an appointment, a few days ago, I went to visit again with Agent Salinger.

This time, Ginger Gallagher was present, but she had Alzheimer's disease, which made it impossible to continue my inquiry.

Although there were various group photos placed in the room, I always felt that something was wrong. Just because there was no evidence, I had to give up. However, I will visit again in half a year. "

"No, Abby."

Colleague Tom smiled and said: "Your guess is right. Take a look at the contents of the envelope. This Gallagher family must have offended someone, and it must be someone they are very familiar with."

"Ha! got you!"

Abby opened the envelope and looked at it, and exclaimed in surprise: "I knew I couldn't guess wrong. They really have a problem. They dared to pretend to receive federal social security benefits for more than ten years, and also deliberately deceived federal workers. This time, I want to see what this arrogant Frank Gallagher has to say!”

A few days ago, when they visited the Gallagher family, Frank ridiculed them in various ways, but Abby was deeply impressed. Now that they found out that Frank had committed a federal felony, Abby was instantly happy.

Moreover, as a social security worker, she used her excellent eyesight to detect this kind of behavior of falsely claiming federal social security benefits in the thick forms, which is not a big feat.

"Maybe, it's more than that."

Colleague Tom reminded: "After I read the letter, I looked up Frank Gallagher and found that he was an unemployed alcoholic. Ginger Gallagher's death must be investigated carefully."

"You mean..."

Abby looked serious.

Falsely claiming federal social security benefits and deliberately defrauding federal workers are indeed serious crimes, but they are very different from intentional murder.

"good."

Tom nodded and said: "This Frank has no source of income and is an alcoholic. If he didn't have Ginger Gallagher's house and social security money, he would be a homeless man.

The probability of killing people for money is too high for him as an alcoholic, so if you go again, you must go with Agent Salinger and tell him all these guesses to ensure safety. "

"Well, you're right."

Abby was startled. She put down her bag and sat down. After a while of working on the computer, she found the news about a local TV station interviewing a nursing home a few days ago. When she saw the face of the old lady inside, she couldn't help but sneered: "It turned out to be someone pretending to be her!"

"David Salinger."

"Hello David, I'm Abby."

"Hey Abby, what's up?"

"That's right, we visited a few days ago..."

After Abby personally confirmed that the contents on the envelope were true, she immediately called federal agent David Salinger and told all the circumstances.

"I understand. I will contact the Southern District Police to verify it immediately."

David Salinger was shocked.

This type of potential murder is an easy case to make, but the local police must be notified first.

Although the FBI is very high-ranking, it is not under the jurisdiction of the local police. If this kind of case occurs locally and does not cross state lines, the FBI has no jurisdiction.

Of course, because it was David who provided it to the local police, he would also have a share of the credit when the case was solved.

Southern District Police Department.

Bang bang!

"Guys, we have a case."

The sergeant clapped his hands, attracted the attention of all the police officers, explained the matter, and then assigned tasks: "Martin, Tony, you are responsible for this case. Now go and arrest Frank Gallagher immediately and bring him back to the police station. .”

"Yes, Sheriff."

"Yes, Sheriff..."

A young police officer looked hesitant.

The Sheriff turned a blind eye and reminded: "Federal agents are paying attention to this case. Frank Gallagher's felonies of falsely claiming social security benefits and deliberately defrauding federal workers have been verified, so what you have to do is to find out beautifully. Frank Gallagher’s connection to Ginger Gallagher’s death, don’t embarrass our police force, okay?”

"Yes, Sheriff! ×2!"

A police car drove out of the Southern District Police Station.

"Tony, be happy."

"Martin, you know..."

"I know I know."

Martin, a black police officer, said while driving: "Frank Gallagher, this old bastard, is well-known in our area. I would not be surprised at all if he does any bastard things.

I also know that you like his eldest daughter Fiona. Are you afraid that she will be sad, or are you afraid that she will be hostile to you because you arrested her father? "

"All of them."

Tony smiled bitterly.

He is still a beast, and he really doesn't have much ability to resist the beautiful, virtuous, but uninhibited Fiona. Fiona has been his goddess for so many years. He doesn't care about Frank's life or death at all. Worry Goddess Fiona.

Martin shook his head and said: "You are wrong. This matter is a blessing rather than a curse for you and the Gallagher children. We are all familiar with the Gallagher family.

Frank is definitely going to jail. Emotionally, except for the fourth child, Debbie, who has some influence, the other Gallagher children actually don't matter. They are just worried about their house being taken away.

Fiona may be worried that the younger brothers and sisters she raised single-handedly will be taken away by the child protection agency because they have no guardians, but in this way, the burden she has carried over the years has been lifted, and she can enjoy life.

The other children who were taken away may have a different future, like now, with a pair of rotten parents like Frank and Monica dragging them around. At a young age, all of them are veterans of sneaking and kidnapping. , if I hadn’t given you face, I would have been arrested in a juvenile detention center long ago. In such a growing environment, when you grow up, 99% of the time, like Frank, you will die in the slums of the South Side.

It would be better to be like this now, where everyone is dispersed and no one is a drag. Those who are lucky and smart, such as Lip Gallagher, have a high chance of getting rid of the South District completely as long as they don't seek death. "

"you're right."

Tony was impressed, but still a little unhappy.

Because once Fiona doesn't have the burden of these younger brothers and sisters, the chance of getting together with him will probably be even smaller.

"hehe."

Martin glanced at Tony and stopped trying to persuade him. Instead, he said to himself with a smile: "Actually, I'm more interested in who has done such a good thing..."

PS: Thanks to side c for the first prize!