The Richest Man in the DC World

"The murder is over, now it's time to talk about drug smuggling."

Luke changed his tone, no longer aggressive,

"As far as I know, you have done a very detailed investigation into the Charlie Weir smuggling drug case. The witnesses, physical evidence, time, location, and process of the crime are all available. I wonder if I'm right?"

Mike Gray's face was cold, like an ice sculpture. When the assistant next to him saw that the situation was not right, he could only say,

"Mr. Xiao, what do you mean by these?"

"I can't hear it! Of course I don't believe you."

Luke spread his hands, "The Gotham Incident has only recently passed, and no one has forgotten the role the FBI played in it. Speaking of which, you can really do it. It's okay to accept bribes. After all, it's a government department. Everyone accepts it. Excuse me,

But what I didn't expect is that you actually made a fake case. As a law enforcement department, you actually used the fake case to justify the drug lord, tsk tsk tsk! "

Luke shook his head and smiled, the mockery on his face almost turned into substance,

"As expected of the highest investigative agency in the United States, I admire and admire it, and it is awesome."

The face of the detective in the room was ashen, and the face of Kerry Lass and others outside the house was as black as ink. The Gotham City incident seriously damaged the image of the FBI among the citizens, and it almost became a professional stain. No one wanted to mention it, but now it was exposed in public. After opening the scar and sneering, he was unable to refute, he could only stretch his face and be beaten, so uncomfortable that he wanted to kill.

Luke continued to perform, "Look at me and start talking nonsense again, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I take back what I said before. After all, the FBI's heart is not made of meat. If it breaks, I can't afford it."

Everyone: "..."

Someone couldn't stand it and said angrily, "Luke Xiao, this is the FBI's local office in the Metropolitan City, not where you go wild."

Luke glanced at the man and continued,

"Because of some past experiences, I personally have a deep prejudice against the FBI, and there are many offensive words, please don't take offense. Of course, having said that, things have to be done,

Charlie is a good man, an honest, kind and law-abiding citizen. In order to prevent him from being wronged, I specially found a few private detectives to investigate the case of smuggling drugs, and as a result, I really found it. "

"Lawyer March."

Osman March hurriedly stood up, opened the briefcase, took out the prepared laptop, and played the video inside for everyone to see.

Judging from the shooting point of view, the source of the video should be a camera in an underground parking lot. I saw a guy with a gray baseball cap emerge from the empty underground parking lot. He touched the back of a silver-white Ferrari, opened his rear buttocks, put the plastic bag containing white powder in his backpack, and after doing all this, he carried the backpack and strode away.

The video ends here.

Luke took out a piece of quit-smoking gum and threw it into his mouth, chewing and saying,

"Mr. Gray, what do you think about this video?"

Mike Gray was silent, his face was so gloomy that he could drip water, this video should be disposed of, why did it fall into Luke Xiao's hands, and what happened in the middle?

Are there ghosts? Or some other reason?

For a time, he couldn't figure out the reason at all, and his mood became more and more irritable, and his thoughts began to be confused.

Something was wrong, and everyone saw it.

The silver-white Ferrari in the video is the suspect's car, and the license plate number and model are all right. That is to say, if the video is true, the drug smuggling case is not established, and Charlie Weir has been wronged. Forget it, a big apology, it's not the first time anyway.

But Charlie Weir was lynched during the interrogation process. If it spreads out...

Several detectives who knew the inside story glanced at each other, and they all saw the trend of rain coming from each other's eyes.

Chewing gum for quitting smoking is not good at all.

It was bitter, sour, and had a strange smell. Luke couldn't stand it and spit it out on the ground. This scene fell into everyone's eyes, and his face became darker.

This guy is so arrogant that he doesn't even take the FBI as a human being.

Luke smiled and continued,

"If Mr. Gray doesn't think it's enough, that's okay, there's witness evidence."

Raising his hand, Osman March nodded and made a phone call. After a while, two burly men walked in with a thin, pale, black-eyed young man who looked like a habitual drug addict.

"Joe Rock, it's the guy in the ball hat in the video, I wasted a lot of effort to find him out of Gotham's sewers, and by the way, he was being hunted when I was looking for him... …”

Luke looked around, as if pointing,

"I don't know which bastard is chasing him?"

Mike Gray's face was ashen.

Luke glanced at him and continued, "I called the Metropolitan Police Department before I came, and they will come to pick up someone soon. If Mr. Gray wants to, he can interrogate first. Of course, don't use lynching, he His body is very poor, he can't stand a few punches, and if he is killed, I can't explain it."

The half-sarcasm and half-joking remarks made everyone angry. As the FBI, when have they been humiliated like this.

The anger piled up little by little, not to mention ordinary detectives, even an old fritter like Mike Gray couldn't handle it, but he just had to endure it.

Mike Gray took a deep breath and said with a smile,

"Mr. Xiao, thank you for your help. We will definitely investigate the case of Charlie Weir smuggling drugs. If it turns out that he was framed, we will definitely give you and your company a satisfactory explanation." After a pause, he said again,

"I promise here that after the results come out, I will notify you as soon as possible."

Luke said strangely, "Are you here to see off a guest?"

Mike Gray was patient, and even used honorifics, "You...have anything else?"

Luke cracked his mouth and laughed silently, how hateful his expression was,

"Your Excellency is indeed an old fox in a high position. Seeing that the situation is not good, I want to run away when I give a fart. Unfortunately, I am a serious person.

After he finished speaking, he picked up his phone and sent a text message.

Soon, Charlie, Cindy, and the disability appraiser invited by Luke came over together.

The disability appraiser showed everyone his license and documents. After confirming his identity, he read out the injury detection report in the eyes of the FBI.

A report with hundreds of words came down, and the air fell into a strange silence.

Luke took the report and threw his hands on the table,

"Give me an explanation, Mr. Gray."

"Explain! What explanation!"

Mike Gray didn't even read it, and threw the report in the trash.

"What can a piece of paper say?"

Luke applauded, "Your Excellency has finally revealed your true colors. I thought you would keep holding it back and let me molest me unscrupulously."

"That's fine, save the trouble."

Everyone: "..."

Is this young man crazy? That's Boss Gray, a high-level FBI executive who holds absolute power. Even congressmen are respectful when they see him, but you are provoking him like this, so you are not afraid of retaliation afterwards.

If he wants to kill, there are 10,000 ways to choose.