Peter's eyes narrowed. "Even if you use a method that doesn't comply with the law?"
"Yes."
Song Ya turned around and locked the door closed by Eli, and came back and said in a low voice: "He threatened my child. This is my bottom line. I can't let him continue to behave outside."
"So you really have an illegitimate child?" Peter smiled. "With that Hollywood star?"
"She's not a **** star... Forget it, it's not important, please help me solve this as soon as possible."
"You may not know APLUS yet. I am worried about how to reduce the crime rate in the jurisdiction after taking office. I have to fulfill my campaign promise."
Peter took a sip of his coffee and said, "So I plan to use the middleman to convene a meeting with the bosses of Chicago's major gangs in January next year, so that they can stop their vendettas and turf fights and maintain peace..."
WTF? The elected state prosecutors convened the black boss for a peace conference? This is too **** magical, "No, are they willing?" Song Ya was a little caught off guard.
Peter raised his eyebrows, "Now Chicago's gangsters are bloody, they can't stand it themselves, but if the bosses take the initiative to stop, they will lose their prestige in the gang, so... they are missing a step now. Down, and I will give them this step..."
Hehe, this guy, when Childs was in office, the front-line policemen turned one eye and closed one eye on the gang vendetta. Isn't it just you behind the scenes? Now it's my turn to take office, and start thinking about calming things down and reducing crime rates?
Fortunately, this is the kind of politician who often has no bottom line in Chicago, so Song Ya's first goal chose him, "You don't plan to include Sinaloa as one of the peace talkers, right?"
"There is such a plan, but I heard that he is too hot." Peter said.
"I just said, he is crazy."
"Huh..." Peter sighed long, looking at the scenery outside the window, turning his back to himself, "APLUS, I can't do anything to Sinaloa after taking office, otherwise it will destroy the tacit understanding between the major gangs and me."
what! Then you said that setting up any special operations team was perfunctory to me? This group of politicians like to eat and eat clean, "I have always supported you Peter firmly, and will do so in the future, because you have all the good qualities a politician can have. Hearing Eli said, you plan to win Running for the next governor of Illinois?"
Song Ya knew that he was planning, so he put a benefit and waited quietly.
"Before I took office, we resolved this matter."
For the Cook County State Attorney, it is not difficult to deal with a South City gang boss, so he didn't think about how long, "Can you continue to trust Vic McGee?"
"It should be possible."
"Okay, let's keep in touch through him." Peter turned around and stretched out his hand.
"Ok."
Song Ya shook his hands, "I have a small request."
"Say."
"I don't want to see Lori successfully appealed."
"I can't control this." Peter frowned. "I can't influence criminal proceedings, and he was locked up in San Diego and key witnesses were murdered."
"You can do it, right? Peter, you must have..."
"Okay, okay, you just don't want to see him out of prison, do you?"
"Correct."
"I understand." Peter smiled and patted his arm. "Don't worry about APLUS, you don't seem to have a good rest?"
"Yes, I have been tortured by this incident for these two days."
"We all need a good night's sleep."
"Okay, then I won't bother you."
Song Ya walked out of his campaign headquarters and was blown by the cool breeze. The pressure on his heart eased a little, "Dre's phone." Linda who was waiting in the car delivered the phone to him.
"Hey, Derry..." I had to cheer up and smiled and took the phone to say hello.
"Yo...APLUS, it's me." Sukhnet's voice was heard inside.
"Oh." Song Ya agreed, feeling uncomfortable. Derry had a tacit understanding with himself. He had always clearly distinguished the friendship between him and himself with Sugonite, but he didn't expect to start to help Sugonite. .
"When will the Chicago meeting this year be held? Dre said you haven't notified you yet?" Sugnet asked.
"FxxkYou Suge, can you make this idea year after year? The Chicago meeting does not have your share. OK?" Not annoying enough! Song Ya scolded.
"Fuck you, I just asked." Su Ge scolded back.
"I'm very busy this year, let's talk about it early next year!" Song Ya wanted to hang up.
"Don't think that sending a few gunmen over can scare me APLUS. They only give me a tickle, and the blood gang will not sit back and watch this." Sugnet threatened ~www.mtlnovel.com~ What the hell? "
Song Ya was inexplicable, "Su Ge, I am too lazy to care, do you know? I am too lazy to care for you! You don't deserve the treatment of a gunman!"
"FxxkYou!"
"Fxxkyou! Go back and eat your own X!"
"You eat yourself!"
"You eat yourself!"
The two ended the call during the scolding. In Compton, Los Angeles, Sugnette, with his arm bandaged on his arm, cursed and threw the phone back to Dray, "You're right, it's not him."
The people from the death row record are here. Snoop Dogg is standing against the wall. 2PAC is lying halfway on the sofa, holding the cross in both hands and sticking it to his forehead, muttering words. The small radio in the corner of the room is playing an interview with a small New York radio station. Column.
‘The blood gang said that they would give the strongest response to the Compton radio shooting. What do you think of this? I heard some rumors...that you did it? DJ asked: "Is there anything I want to clarify? Bragging father."
‘I’m very sympathetic to what happened to the brothers on the West Coast, really, although my relationship with them has become a little delicate in the past six months. ’
The bragging father said: ‘but what I’m going to say here is: I hope they keep a clear head, you know? This is a conspiracy, a conspiracy that smart people will do. The purpose of that person is to stir up hostility between the east and west coasts. If you listen to the rumors, you will be fooled. This is not good for the rap circles on the east and west coasts. ’
‘So you didn’t do it? "DJ asked.
"Of course, why should I do this kind of thing? It's not me. It's a simple truth. Who can profit from it, who is the real behind-the-scenes." The bragging old man talked: "I must call everyone to stay awake and sit first. Come down, have a good talk...'
"It's him! It must be this bastard!" Sugonite gritted his teeth at the radio.
Chicago 1990 Chapter 598: Prison life
San Diego, in a heavily guarded prison, it's time to release the wind again.
Little Lori put his hands in his pockets, yawned lazily, and followed the person in front of him step by step.
"Yo..."
Brought to the playground surrounded by barbed wire by the prison guards, the inmates scattered freely. He looked up at this small place and saw Pablo sitting on a simple stand composed of rows of broken wooden chairs, watching him , Quickly lifted his chin to him and walked over.
"You **** it in the morning? Don't let it go before you go out!"
Pablo glared at him with hatred for iron and steel, and then gave him a wink at a strong man who was also of Latino and African descent.
Little Lori sat in a position where the man obediently gave way. After the difficult years of being in prison, Pablo gradually started a small gang in this prison, mainly Latin immigrants with black descent. Supplemented by a small number of black Americans, there are about seven or eight people. This stand is their site, "Has the news from Barron come in?"
"Well, the next court session will be in fifteen days, no, fifteen working days later." Pablo said, "You will be better in court then!"
"Didn't Barron say that without the AK, the prosecutor would not have enough evidence to dismiss the appeal?" Little Lori yawned again. "As I said beforehand, I can't afford to hire that vampire lawyer."