Sean carefully put the two things back in place, "When Simpson kills his wife and commits a crime, he will not be able to make money in prison so easily. These items of mine will definitely skyrocket. You wait and see. ."
"What did you talk to fbi!?" Vic rushed to him~www.mtlnovel.com~ again with a suppressed voice, his eyes widened.
"Relax, they are not investigating that case, it is another case in New York. Last time we helped aps catch the people who installed the bugs, do you remember." Sean calmed him, "I was staying with the New York police at the time. The agency testified, so now those two fbi are eyeing me."
"How did you reply to them?"
"Don't you worry about me?" Sean replied nonchalantly, "I will ask them to apply to the sheriff, otherwise I won't answer them a word."
"What if the application is approved?"
"Don't worry, didn't you have all the testimonies right then? I will never have any problems here. After working together for so many years, you still don't trust me?" Sean asked back.
"You better not have problems."
Vic walked to the door and stared directly into his eyes before leaving, "Be careful when you spend the aps bounty, and never get so drunk in the future!"
He opened the door and pointed to the signed baseball in Sean's hand, "Also, dispose of all your'investment goods', and I will check again."
"ok, ok, don't worry."
Sean rolled up baseballs, baseball gloves, and other treasures in the room that outsiders could not easily see their value. He also went to the bank the next day and rented a one that doesn’t need to be registered and can access things with only the key I left the safe deposit box and stuffed it all in...
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Chicago 1990 Chapter 637: ? Abrupt speech
On Vic McGee's side, after returning home, he opened his eyes and tossed about things all night, causing the wife by the pillow to mumble and protest, "Vick, take a sleeping pill if you can't sleep. It's five o'clock."
"Forget it, go to sleep."
He just got up, got a bottle of beer in the refrigerator, and walked to the garage while drinking, hesitated for a while in front of the eldest daughter’s car, finally made up his mind, opened the engine compartment, quietly unscrewed a part, and then went to the kitchen to get busy.
"Daddy made breakfast today."
At breakfast time, the whole family got up, and the wife said to a pair of children sitting obediently at the dinner table.
The youngest son has a lot of serious autism. He doesn't speak or respond. He just stares at the oatmeal ring in the milk.
"Thank you Daddy." The little girl with only mild symptoms ate happily with a spoon.
Vic forced a smile and squeezed the little daughter's face, put his ears back, and listened to the movement in the garage.
"This **** broken car!"
Kasidi kept turning the car keys, the car whimpered and roared, but couldn't start.
"I went to see."
Vic wiped his mouth and walked to the garage, "Cassidy, what's wrong?"
"The car seems to be broken again." Cassidy gave the steering wheel a punch, "I'm going to be late..."
"Let it go, I have a vacation today, and I will fix it for you."
Vic walked to his car, "Come on, I'll take you to school."
"Ok……"
Cassidy took things and got into his car, "Will you come to pick me up that night?"
"No problem, hehehe, are you still in class with that NGe?"
"No, I have already surpassed him." Cassidy replied dissatisfiedly: "Can you stop using this name? Daddy."
"OK, OK, I'm relieved if he doesn't go to class with you."
Vic started the car and started knocking on her on the side. When the people were delivered, he stayed at the University of Chicago and waited. Assuming that the time was almost up, he got off the car and went straight to the teaching building where Song Ya was taking classes.
"Mike, come here."
showed the police badge to the school security, and found the old Mike who was dangling in a corridor on a certain floor unobstructed.
"Mike!" He shrank from the emergency exit and whistled.
"You shouldn't have found here." Old Mike saw him and said with a straight face.
"Dead old man, show me respect!"
He was **** by the reaction of old Mike, but didn’t get too entangled. He whispered to him that Sean was entangled by the FBI, “I understand the FBI. Now I’m investigating the old case of wiretapping that also involved us and your boss. With Sean who is sloppy... if you think about it, there must be a problem."
"The problem is also your problem."
Old Mike rolled his eyes, "We have done what we promised, but we are not responsible for helping your stormtroopers wipe their butts."
"Hey! What do you mean? Call APLUS and I will talk to him personally!" Vic was angry.
"Inconvenience, Vic, you have been a black policeman for so many years, and you should understand the rules." Old Mike refused.
"good very good……"
Vic scratched his bald head and turned around a few times, confirming once again that no one could hear the conversation between the two, "but you are going to tell that kid for me, except for the FBI, who was in charge of the Lori and Sinaloa case recently. Prosecutor Argus also resigned suddenly. I heard that he was called by the FBI to talk before he resigned."
"That young man who always has a smile on his face?" Old Mike asked.
"Yes, that guy was in charge of the transaction between Lori's attorney Barron and the police."
Vic nodded, "I promise I won't be a problem, but your eyes should also be bright!"
"Okay, I will tell him." Old Mike nodded.
Vic went downstairs and returned to the car. After thinking about it, he drove outside of Sean's residence and continued to watch.
"Argus? I know that he did receive some pressure from the FBI. Peter told me that the former state attorney Chalz submitted a report before leaving office, which specifically noted that Argus was in Little Lowry. And the role played in the Sinaloa case."
Song Ya got a report from Old Mike, "Argus is a very good person to turn the helm. He betrayed Childs after Peter succeeded in the campaign, so Childs wanted to **** him before he left. Peter has let Ai Licia recruited Argus and made him the title partner of the new law firm. Now Flock Law Firm has been renamed Flock and Argus Law Firm, and he has also become a lawyer representing part of my business. The lawyer’s client is obliged to keep confidential. He can now refuse any request from law enforcement agencies to testify that involves me. Vic’s worries are unnecessary."
"He seems to be a little suspicious lately." Old Mike said.
"Of course, he did a great job..."
Song Ya and Old Mike are now tacitly not talking about Vic's killing of the FBI Inspector. Originally, this matter was his alone. "Don't worry about it for now, let Vic worry about being afraid. We will keep in touch with Peter now. That's it."