Old Mike asked again. For the past four years, he has been using his own methods to track down. Song Ya is only responsible for paying for his expenses such as hiring private investigators. It may be because he has never doubted the three FBIs given by Peter. The old man is a bit frustrated and has some cases. After major progress has been made, the eagerness to seek a key breakthrough is impatient.
"You tell me and aplus the name of the target person, and we will make a judgment together." Sloan also saw the old Mike's psychology and repeatedly emphasized: "In short, you are absolutely forbidden to make your own claim, Mike."
"The grudge must be reported, but not now. Now I don't want to be spooked by accidents." Song Ya also persuaded.
"Okay, okay, but if it was Peter who released the news, did he deliberately announce that you have already obtained these?" The old man slammed his hands and pointed to the archives that Song Ya had stolen.
I was awakened by a word. I didn’t expect this just now. Song Ya and Sloan looked at each other for the second time, frowning at the same time, Peter... Retire the complicated suggestion scenes of using these files to borrow the knife to kill people.
Both of them admitted in their hearts that it was quite tricky.
The sound of closing the door came in my ears, and the old man went out.
"You always cooperate with Peter happily, but you are the gold master. Maybe you were forced to need that kind of friends before, but for you now, you no longer need it. That is a double-edged sword, and I have always warned Yours." Sloan said.
"I understand, but without him, where would I know this information?" Song Ya put the archives on the table and patted it with his hands. "I'm just a mixed-race kid who was born in a slum in Nancheng and once had a gang background. …It’s not your New England descent. In the United States, you know the difference, Ms. Sloan."
Sloan could not refute.
Song Ya, who was interrupted, also walked to the window like Peter, opened the blinds, and continued to think while looking at the scenery outside.
There was only a slight rustle in the room as Sloan continued to flip through the research archive.
Peter did not win the election, but in the end he still wanted to get the best conditions for dismissal from Gorner or the party group, but he refused twice to persist and still exerted maximum pressure...
But Gore has been able to win 100% of the primary elections. It is nothing more than worrying about the influence of Peter's efforts on the subsequent elections, and the fear of taking on the bad reputation of politically framing his opponents in the primary elections...
Peter is not afraid that Gore chooses to cut the mess with a sharp knife?
At least Song Ya felt that Daly would definitely be willing. Gore just nodded fiercely, and the King of Chicago would continue the Kozko case or the House of Representatives impeachment process, and Peter would be in jail for the second half of his life.
In fact, this kind of harm to Gore doesn’t necessarily mean that you just sit back and watch Peter stand on the debate stage in June. Who knows what Peter will go crazy and say, exposing illicit material, exposing the old dirty, playing humiliation and humiliating opponents in the national live broadcast. , This situation is not uncommon in history...
Wouldn't it be more uncomfortable when the election comes? Gore will face the powerful Georgian dynasty, and Senator McKean, the second-ranked candidate from the Elephant Party, should also announce his withdrawal from the election in the near future.
Song Ya put himself in the place. If he were Gore, he would not be able to resist the failure of the first persuasion, and I am afraid he had already let little Daly do it.
But since Peter showed his hand, as long as Gore doesn't move, his option to abandon Peter ruthlessly is gone...
Damn it.
After a long time, Sloan carefully read the three files and looked up at the tall man who was still standing in front of the window with frowning brows, "What's the point of thinking about it aplus? The shooting hater waits for Gore to be elected. , If you give him the collected information, he should be able to help. At least it will be no problem to clean up the three black sheep inside fbi."
"In other words, politicians of the level of the general leader must help these people?" Song Ya asked rhetorically.
"Or the attorney general, the director of fbi? Don't think about things that can't be annoying in the near future, ok? Senator Bradley will withdraw from the election tomorrow, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, he will finally be able to return to New Jersey to handle internal affairs. Now, the Bank One’s business is the top priority. I guess Bradley will even withdraw the previous price and put pressure on us to the limit. He should have received good conditions for dismissal from Gore, and he can be stable. Continue to be his Senate veteran."
Sloan reminded me heartily: "The French government will also approve the Vivendi Global merger in the near future. Underwood said that the U.S. side will approve it in June at the latest, and we only have more than two months left..."
"I know, I know, it's not like Peter walked alone and was dragged like this..."
Song Ya muttered to herself, and asked in frustration: "Am I very useless? The richer I am, the more I lose the courage to die with the enemy, and it seems that I can no longer think of the kind of imprisoning Gordon in the past. The coup in the cage... to be honest, did you have a good impression on me because of that time?"
"vomit…"
Sloan rolled her eyes, even if it was the case, she wouldn't admit it, "Don't be so narcissistic, please... just because it's so much easier to deal with Gordon." While she was speaking, she got up and walked over and touched her coat by the way. With a fifty dollars in her pocket, she is not very urgent to purchase services at this time, but she hopes that the man's mood will be better.
Watching the old lady stuffing the bill into your mouth while you weren't ready... She approached from behind the man while pinching the money, almost amused by her own idea, and the corners of her mouth were slightly tilted involuntarily.
"Ha! Look! Mira is back from England!"
Unexpectedly, Song Ya saw the tall Maomei in the gap of the blinds just getting off the car at the entrance of the villa, her voice was raised high, and her tone of voice instantly became heartless and cheerful.
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Chicago 1990 Chapter 1364: Plan B
Text 1364 Chapter B Plan
April 4, 2000, New Jersey.
"Ha! Aplus, what? Did the talk go well over there?"
Bradley, who announced his withdrawal the day before yesterday, had just returned to his nest. According to his withdrawal speech, he should have gone on vacation with his wife and children to relax, but he still made time to see Song Ya before leaving.
"Alright? I feel that the negotiations are coming to an end, Mr. Senator."
Song Ya replied that he was able to meet Bradley this time. He took the path of his good brother Jordan. The former Chicago Bulls meritorious coach Phil Jackson is a former Bradley teammate and a **** player. Jordan and other NBA stars in the primaries follow Fei. El Jackson cheered for Bradley together, very hard.
"That's good."
Former NBA Hall of Fame star Bradley is 1.96 meters tall. Two tall and burly men shook hands in their respective entourages. Bradley deliberately tried secretly. This is a formidable enemy. Song Ya’s palms were both sides It hurts.
"Hahaha... please sit down."
The two laughed and separated. Bradley asked David Falke, Jordan's agent who led Song Ya, "I heard that Michael is leaving Chicago?"
"Yes, we are looking for a team that is willing to accept us."
Being fooled and humiliated by the boss, Jordan can no longer stay in Chicago. David Falk smiled and tried: "Is there a chance for the New Jersey Nets?"