Is this my New York?

Do you dare to catch someone who has something to do with him in front of him?

I, the uncrowned king of New York, is so funny.

"Tiffany."

"Sir."

"check."

Lake put away the expression on his face and said directly to Tiffany: "Check this Inspector Claut for me. I don't believe that a little Inspector who has nothing to do with him dares to challenge me. Anyone who has something to do with him, a businessman, a MP, or other messy one by one, check it out one by one, even if it is found in the President of Washington, it will be investigated."

The tiger does not show its power, and now it really dares to provoke me a flea.

That's it.

That's OK.

I want to see if it is the strength behind you, Inspector Claut, or my fist is powerful.

Tiffany nodded seriously.

Only then did Lake calm down his anger, turned around, and looked back at the large screen connecting the camera in the reception room.

A mere little character ran to his island, caught the people on his island, and expected him to come forward to receive them in person?

How is this possible?

Want to eat nothing.

In the reception meeting room.

Inspector Claut, who had all weapons confiscated at the door, pushed the door and walked into the reception room, looked at the empty conference room, then turned to look at the agent who brought him in: "Where is Director Edwin?"

The agent looked expressionless: "Wait."

After saying that.

The agent directly brought the door of the reception meeting room with his backhand.

The expression on Inspector Claut's face was a little inexplicable.

In the office.

Tiffany received a fax from the District Court and handed it to Lake: "Sir, this is the written report used by Inspector Claut to apply for an arrest warrant."
Chapter completed!