This morning.

Just when the anti-human Nick Freclone was sent to hell in The Hague, a bloody tragedy also happened at the same time in a park in New York.

When the Inspector Jim House, who was in charge of the case, arrived at the scene, he instantly saw the body of an adult woman and a man and a girl lying on the ground, just pulled up from a small pit.

An ambulance not far away was carrying a survivor who was shot in the chest and neck, but in this way, he was still in one breath and transported it to the ambulance.

"The name of the deceased, Maria Custer, the surviving one is Frank Custer, and those two children are their children."

A police officer held a small notebook and looked at the recorded text, and reported to Jim House truthfully: "Fifteen minutes ago, a couple was planning to come here for dinner. When they walked here, the dog they brought seemed to smell something. They led them to find the small pit where the body was slightly buried. Then, the scared couple immediately called the Jiuyi emergency number after they came to their senses."

People in the East may not have this habit, but in the West, on weekends, many families still like to go out to the park to enjoy the scenery while having dinner.

"Sir!"

A police officer searching in the woods not far away shouted loudly, indicating that there was a discovery here. After seeing Jim House and others looking over, he immediately waved his hand to signal.

After a while.

In a corner of the grove, several gangster bodies that also had a warm feeling were also pulled out by the police.

"Yakusa!"

A police officer looked at the bodies of the orientalized faces, as well as tattoos on their arms, and looked at the bodies pulled out and said to Jim House: "These are all Yakuza active in the forty-five blocks."

Yakuza.

The meaning of the Japanese gangster is that in New York, let alone Japan's Yakuza, even the Italian mafia and Mexico's illegal drug offenders are available in New York as long as they are found in the whole world.

Basically, out of the one hundred cases in New York, about sixty cases will be associated with these organized crimes in some ways.

"Gangster vendetta?"

"It should be."

“Notify people from the Organized Crime Investigation Section to come.”

“With the case handover?”

“…”

Jim House glanced at the police officer who was making noise, pointed to the ambulance outside, and pointed to the several Yakuzas that were being pulled out from the ground: "These people were handed over to the Organized Crime Investigation Section. Where is the case outside? What is the name of that person?"

The police officer who was doing the briefing said, "Frank Custer, according to the records in the system, this person is... Tony Stark's personal trainer."

Jim House looked at the police officer: "What?"

The policeman looked at the information in the system and repeated: "Frank Custer, the former captain of the Marine Corps, was hired as a personal tutor by Tony Stark for an annual salary of one million..."

"etc."

Jim House felt as if he had heard something amazing and interrupted the police officer: "You mean, he used to be from the Marines?"

The policeman nodded: "Yes."

Jim House's face changed, and he looked at the police officer who was talking about whether he had handed the case to the Organized Crime Investigation Section, and said directly: "Pack up the case to the Organized Crime Investigation Section."

Good guy.

He is the personal trainer of Tony Stark, chairman of Stark Industrial.

He is also a former comrade-in-arms of the Deputy Secretary of Homeland Security, Lake Edwin.

The two most powerful people in New York City are packed up directly?

Can't afford to offend.

Jim House said directly: "Report this case to the General Administration to see if any of the three major instigators of the General Administration are interested in it, clean up the scene and go back and hand over the case."

Responsible for briefings, the police officer who had just walked out of the campus frowned slightly: "Sir."

Jim House smiled and patted the police officer on the shoulder: "Do you know what is the most important thing about being a good law enforcement officer in New York City?"

The police officer thought of what their idol said back then: "I am irreconcilable with sin!"

"Ha ha!"

Jim House and several other old fryers looked at each other and laughed out loud.

quite a while.

Inspector Jim House nodded, pursed his lips, and looked at the young police officer: "This sentence is correct, but those who can say this sentence must start with the three major detectives of the General Administration. For police officers in the branch office, if they want to be a good law enforcement officer, they must know what kind of cases can be accepted and what kind of cases can be pushed."

The young police officer was under a huge psychological impact at this moment.

soon.

The case here was reported to the New York Police Department.

The three major detectives were in the office, looking at each other in a look at the vicious case passed down this time.

The new Inspector who had just successfully completed the position not long ago knew who his ex was related to, so he raised his hand and said that he still had two cases on hand, so he was sorry.

George and Becket blinked at the new Inspector who was floating away.

Beckett turned his head to look at George: "One?"

George shook his head like a rattle: "I don't have any interest, find a reason and kick it directly to the Homeland Security Agency."

Beckett looked through the preliminary report and preliminary survey results at the scene, shook his head: "It can be basically concluded that this is a gang vendetta. The Custer family may have witnessed the gang vendetta scene and was unfortunately involved. Does the gang vendetta have anything to do with homeland security?"

George looked serious: "It would have something to do if Yakuza smuggled Ivan."

Beckett was silent for a moment, then looked at George, and both of them sighed.

There is no doubt.

Neither of them wanted to take this case, not because they were afraid of anyone, but because the case was not done well and the noise was too big, George and Beckett always felt that the New York Police Department was going to take the blame again.

The director said that private relationships are private relationships. This is the New York Police Department, not the police department under the Department of Homeland Security.

What?

Is this the truth?

In short, no matter whether this is the truth or not, it is just a sentence. At least, people in New York City cannot feel that their New York Police Department has become a unit under the Homeland Security.

after all……

Who has allowed the Land Security Bureau to recruit the most police officers from the New York Police Station system? They are from the same family. No matter what kind of small actions the Land Security Bureau does in New York, they will directly pull the New York Police Station up and block the road with hard work, causing them to go from the New York overlord to the New York Transparent.

Beckett thought for a while, then turned his eyes and looked at George: "I remembered that Cassel asked me to see the marriage..."

George interrupted directly: "Don't want me to take the blame alone."

Beckett: “…”

Want to run?

dream.

If the Director gets angry, don’t run away if you have the ability.

New Amsterdam Hospital.

George and Beckett plan to come to the hospital first to see the only survivor, see if they can get any information out of it, and then consider whether to tell Lake.

As soon as you enter the door.

George and Beckett looked at Lake, who had experienced emergency surgery and had been wrapped around a mummy-like bed, and were cutting apples with a knife, and looked at each other again.

"What did you tell him?"

“I swear to God I don’t.”

"That's what your man told him, after all, your man and him are neighbors."

"...Is this guy going back to New York this year to live? Skye comes back from school for one day every week and leads housekeepers to clean the house. Moreover, Kassel is still holding a new book launch conference in Los Angeles."

"So you lied to me and didn't ask you to see the wedding venue at all."

“…”

Listening to the two friends who were loudly conspiring at the door, who completely regarded himself as air, raised their eyebrows, turned around, and looked at George and Beckett speechlessly: "By the way, when did you see me as if you saw a tiger?"

George and Beckett came back to their senses and looked at Lake.

"Start with our Director's fire."

"Don't use the police officers in the branch as human walls. Taxpayers protest. They give money to protect them from safety, not money, and let the police officers be younger brothers for other law enforcement agencies."

Lake laughed: "The protests of taxpayers, a group of homeless people who are carrying minimum living allowances, can also be called protests. Besides, the taxpayers have paid, and you have not protected them well."

Said.

Lake pointed to Frank Custer, who was wrapped in a mummy on the hospital bed and said to George and Beckett: "Look, the real taxpayer is here."

George spread his hands: "Beckett and I don't mind taking over this case. Give me some evidence to say he is your informant and the Homeland Security Bureau took over. I promise there is no objection."

Lake looked blank: "Do you think I am the kind of person who can do perjury?"

George looked around and confirmed that no one was there. He looked at Lake: "Tell the truth?"

Lake looked at George's sneaky movements and Beckett, who was laughing at the side, his trigeminal nerves were beating, and shook his head in anger: "I just came here to see my good friend. If this case proves to be related to homeland security, homeland security will be accepted according to the process. If not, that's yours. Don't care about my attitude?"

Becket looked at Lake with some suspicion: "Really?"

George also asked from the side, "Are you sure?"

Lake took a deep breath. From when did he start to have a bad reputation: "Do you want me to write a guarantee letter or something to ensure that during your case handling, I will not call you one ten minutes to ask about your progress, nor will I take revenge on you two after you close the case?"

George and Becket looked at each other, looked at Lake, and nodded: "Okay, you write it."
Chapter completed!