Jerry came out of Mani's office full of anger.
He hated this director who was a head above him! I am also extremely unhappy with this cowardly Director-General!
In Jerry's eyes, Mani is simply a waste!
Even the Presidential Palace and Congress are expressing anger. What does a little director like you have to fear
Even if you are afraid, you still dare to stop me
What a loser!
Jerry had already received news that many agencies, including the FBI, were already investigating the initiator of the assassination. Of course, it was not the consulate assassination, but the killings in New York and many surrounding places.
Jerry believes that it won't be long before these lawless murderers will be brought to justice by the state machinery.
After getting into the car, Jerry slapped the steering wheel. Through the rearview mirror, he could clearly see the car following behind. That was arranged by Mani to follow him. Or rather - to supervise him.
During this sensitive period, Mani didn't want Jerry to make any more unusual moves. In the office just now, the two also had a big fight over this matter.
"Cowardly trash! Just as good as Fule!" Jerry cursed, stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the main road like crazy.
He has a party tonight. Held in a famous bar in New York City. Participants include the system heads of each district. Most of them are on good terms with him. Of course, Jerry knew it all. The main reason why these people flatter themselves is not because they are their leaders. But his backstage is the senators in Congress. A real class guy.
But this is how society is. Jerry would not reject the enthusiasm of these sycophants. On the contrary, it has been too chaotic outside these two days. As the executor of this matter, he was somewhat uneasy deep in his heart. Drinking with a group of colleagues armed with guns, at least safety can be guaranteed.
When Jerry arrived at the bar, the group of colleagues had already started drinking. And fiercely cursed those idle murderers.
"What a bunch of lunatics! After killing so many upper-class people, do they not want to live in the United States anymore?" a black police officer complained. "I was on duty for two consecutive days and didn't even have time to sleep!"
"Stop complaining. In the past two days, I have received more than 10,000 letters of complaint. This does not include the more than 1,000 letters that were already backlogged in the archives. The leader asked me to solve these problems within a week. . You think I should fight those desperadoes? Or should I submit my resignation now?"
Every class has its difficulties. Every circle has its own puzzles. This is inevitable. Human beings are meant to constantly face difficulties and then solve them.
But if someone does something inhumane because of their own experiences, they deserve to be punished.
When Jerry appeared at the party, his colleagues raised their glasses and joked that if these major cases could be successfully solved, Jerry would definitely be promoted.
Jerry sighed: "Don't think about it. Our police system is only dealing with these cases. Agencies that look down on us have already taken over."
Someone complained: "Why did we collect the information and let them make meritorious deeds? Director Jerry, you should report it to the superiors!"
Jerry drank the whiskey in his glass in one gulp, shook his head and said, "Just take it one step at a time."
Because he was in a bad mood, Jerry drank a little anxiously. After a while I felt dizzy.
He stood up unsteadily, refused the support of his subordinates, held a cigarette in his mouth, and walked into the bathroom alone.
He peed first and then washed his face vigorously. Just when he raised his head, he suddenly found a man standing behind him.
A man he had seen before, but was suddenly confused!
"Deputy Director Jerry. We meet again."
The man in black grinned, with a harmless smile on his face. Those dark and deep eyes were filled with a hair-raising cold light.
Jerry's heart pounded, but he said with an unhappy face: "What are you doing here? Drinking? Go back to your consulate. Asians are not entertained here!"
As he spoke, he touched the holster on his waist with one hand.
He didn't know why Xiao Zheng suddenly appeared here. But his years of front-line work have given him an alertness that is different from ordinary people. He knew that this person came with bad intentions.
Whoosh!
A cold light flashed. Jerry only felt a pain in his wrist. Immediately afterwards, a strong smell of blood hit his nostrils. He could no longer control his fingers.
The severe pain woke up Jerry who was anesthetized by alcohol. Seeing a palm cut off by Xiao Zheng. Jerry's scalp was numb and his whole body was shaking violently.
He was about to shout for help when he found Xiao staring at him with a dead look in his eyes. For a moment, my throat seemed to be blocked and I couldn't shout anything.
"Can we talk?" Xiao Zheng stared at Jerry with narrowed eyes. Jerry didn't seem worried about shouting.
"Talk about—what?" Jerry was trembling all over.
Luckily he had too much to drink. Otherwise, he would definitely faint from the pain coming from his arm.
"For example, who asked you to send killers to attack the consulate?" Xiao Zheng said slowly. It seems so casual.
"What - what did you say?" Jerry's pupils suddenly shrank.
"It doesn't matter, you can think slowly." Xiao Zheng pursed his lips and smiled. "But at the rate your wound is bleeding, you will go into shock and faint in about three minutes."
By then, he will definitely die!
Jerry, who was originally feeling hot from drinking, suddenly felt cold all over. That's the sequelae of excessive blood loss. It is not ruled out that the fright made him shiver.
"How did you know?" Jerry didn't want to die. He still has a great future.
At this moment, he must tell Xiao Zheng as quickly as possible. Otherwise, he will die in a dirty toilet!
"You said it, I knew it." Xiao Zheng said with a smile.
"Congressman Maillar ordered me to do it." Jerry said tremblingly. "I do not know anything!"
"Is he alone?" Xiao Zheng asked with narrowed eyes.
"He's the only one I know," Jerry pleaded. "General Xiao, please let me go."
"Don't worry, I won't embarrass you." Xiao Zheng nodded to confirm that the other party was not lying. He turned and walked out of the bathroom.
But just as he left, a black figure suddenly appeared.
Then, a pair of scarlet eyes glanced over. Jerry felt the fear of death to an unlimited extent.
Of course, this fear is not illusory.
But it comes from reality.
When he opened his mouth wide and looked at the woman standing in front of him in disbelief. A dagger was thrust into his neck. Then, the woman slowly pulled out. Turn around and leave.
Crazy, crazy, my brain is about to burst when I write it.
I wrote 6 chapters in one go. Counting the two chapters updated yesterday, I also added one chapter today. Um. I'll go to bed first and try to explode again tomorrow!
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