There is hope in his heart that APLUS is very energetic in Chicago. With his help, maybe things will turn around?
He quickly drove the car back to the city. In a high-rise parking lot, he saw the bulletproof Mercedes-Benz that APLUS often sits with, and Mavota stood by the car.
"Hey..." After getting out of the car and saying hello, Mavota opened the back seat door and let him in.
"Barron, long time no see."
The young man in front of him smiled calmly and put down the magazine in his hand, "What's wrong with you? I think you are not in good condition?"
"It's not the trouble with Little Lori." How did this guy become so strong after becoming a billionaire? Barron felt himself short before he knew it, and hugged him cautiously, "You have to help us, otherwise..."
"Sorry, Barron, you have to stand up."
The old Mike in the driver's seat said: "Put your body on the back of the front seat, yes, like the movie Godfather plays..."
"WTF?" Barron suddenly felt insulted. He looked at APLUS, and the young people around him had already cast their eyes out of the window.
"Please cooperate, it's all old bones, help each other out." Old Mike said.
He had to stand up halfway and search old Mike, "Hey! Where are you touching?!"
"I'm really sorry, it's okay, no weapons, no bugs." Old McLeiss finished the search.
"What are you doing!? APLUS, you think you can now be above our hapless guys, right Nger!?" Damn, got angry out of black accent.
"Barron."
Song Ya stopped being polite to him, "Your client caused me trouble, okay? What happened last night?"
"He stabbed the cellmate to death. He made his own mind. If you are troubled by anything, this result is a good thing for you to some extent! No, a great thing!" Barron suddenly flashed his mind after speaking. A bold and terrifying guess, eyes involuntarily fixed on the young man in front of him.
"Fxxk, I don't think that is a good thing now. What do I want? Huh? Barron, what I want is stability, what I want is not to be dragged down by the bad people and bad things on the street..."
Song Yakan talked freely, "My career, the family can't come out today because of Little Lori or other lunatics, and come out tomorrow. You are a lawyer. We passed Lao Qiao and Barb a long time ago. Luo met, do you know why I used Goodman to take care of Tony’s case? Because there is always some unpredictable lunatic behind you. You can’t do this, understand? You are now A choice must be made..."
Barron looked at the successful Nger in front of him, his mouth moved, a mouthful of a lunatic, all his attention was on it, he knew who the other party was alluding to, he understood it all, this guy was really **** hypocritical, but... he Can you have such a powerful energy in Chicago?
Those prosecutors, wardens, stormtroopers...
"Do you agree with me? Barron?"
"what?"
"Do you agree with me?"
"I..." Knowing that it's time to make a decision, "I agree, you are right APLUS."
"Well, let's solve this together, Mavota." Song Ya greeted the outside.
"Hey..." The co-pilot's door was opened by Mavota, and the bald captain of the stormtrooper who had just met got in, "Barron, you have now joined our 24-hour witness protection plan..." He lost Come over a document, "You are a lawyer, you can try it yourself, right?"
"What about APLUS?" Barron looked at Song Ya, "Don't he need to sign?"
"I don't need to..." Song Ya looked like a sage who had nothing to do with everything, "I have sublimated, I am detached."
The bait is only oneself, Barron has no F to say, maybe everyone wants to get rid of that lunatic, or get rid of...
He finished reviewing the document, signed it, and was frustrated and taken away by Vic McGee.
"Goodbye, Barron, after finishing this matter, I may be able to give you some business, don't be the agent of those dangerous elements." Song Ya's voice sounded from behind.
"Ho! Your car is also good, BMW?"
Vic and one of his men got directly into Barron's car, fumbled around and checked.
"Don't touch my picture, Vic."
Barron said helplessly, "Well, what should I do now."
"You know my style, the simpler and more effective it is. You can make an appointment with that little Binney, and you can make an appointment anywhere, as long as he can come." Vic said.
"For what reason?"
"You said that Little Lori was willing to be a prosecutor's witness to testify against him in order to get acquitted~www.mtlnovel.com~, you are not recruited."
Damn it's so cruel, "Yes, then we..."
"Back to jail, let's hold Little Lori first." Vic blew a whistle, and the two cars drove back to the jail one after another.
"Lori, calm down, now it's the best choice for you to reach a second-degree murder plea deal with the prosecutor."
Barron said coldly to Little Lori who was holding the microphone on the other end of the glass and crying.
"I don't want to stay inside anymore..." Little Lori cried: "You can't find Xiao... Find him and think of a way?"
"Of course we will find a way, but you'd better authorize me to talk to the prosecutor first, and be prepared for both ways," Barron advised.
"Okay..." Little Lori signed the document and pushed out from the narrow mouth under the glass.
Barron took the documents, left the prison meeting room and pushed into the arms of the young prosecutor Argus, "My family..."
"Don't worry, my colleagues will secretly protect them during their vacation in Florida... That's a **** good job, haha!" Vic smiled: "Next, you should call Sinaloa Up."
"I want to talk to my family."
"can."
"My dear, where's my daughter?" Barron, Argus and Vic picked up the receivers at the same time and dialed his wife's phone. "It's okay, don't call her, have you packed up? Go out as soon as possible, um..."
I talked a little bit about the parents, "Oh, yes, did little Kenris get her test scores? Why do you do this again? If you fail the exam next time, you will ban her."
Argus glanced at the Barron's family member list, and tapped his granddaughter Kenris' name with a pencil.
"Well, okay, goodbye, have a good time." Barron put down the microphone blankly.
Chicago 1990: Ask for 1 day off
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Chicago 1990 Chapter 601: Chaos
Soon, it came to the day of the appointment to meet with Sinaloa, and Barron chose a scrap car treatment plant around two in the morning.
In order to pretend to be unaware, Song Ya deliberately held a party in Highland Park.
"Next year's Valentine's Day? We think too, but the time is too tight. The wedding will probably be held on my birthday, yes, at the end of March, on the 27th."
Mariah Carey, who came to Chicago to promote the Christmas album, and he lovingly held hands and greeted the guests, "Bedford Hills, New York, welcome. Of course, welcome. It’s a big place. We look forward to your coming to witness the wedding. "
The two of them spend most of their time dealing with friends who care about the wedding, Mariah Carey has a sweet face, and she doesn't get tired of talking about it over and over again.
"My mouth is so dry..." She drank some wine and whispered in Song Ya's ear, "Shall we go to the bedroom to rest?"
Of course Song Ya can understand what she means by saying ‘rest’. He used to take it all, but...
"No way tonight, Mimi, I don't want to be out of sight for too long."
"Why?"
"It's a little trouble, good."
He is indeed a little troublesome. Unexpectedly, "APLUS, is it convenient to chat? Just now." Four uninvited guests came to the party, it is the FBI again. The lead agent is still the one I met last time, but in the entourage Two more blacks.
"so late?"
Song Ya smiled and calmed down his fiancee, "Let's go to the study to talk."