Lyra made a gesture of please, telling him to continue. She wanted to see what reason the other side could come up with to fool her.

"We went to the coffee shop to arrest someone, because someone had reported that there was an illegal transaction. This time, I saw a lot of bikers appearing there and fighting in a big way, causing great damage to order and a kind of contempt for the law. You should know that Hollywood is the center of cinema in the United States and the world, and I don't know how many guests come here every year, and we want to keep them safe and don't want to be seen in the bad light, right?"

It took a lot of effort for Leila to hold back her laughter, this policeman, wouldn't she fool her like a baby? She admits that she doesn't look very old, well, it's not that big, but it's not so small that she can fool her with a ridiculous reason, right?

Look at what he said? According to his meaning, that coffee shop is a cancer that hides dirt and dirt, which will damage the image of the United States, and will make foreign people who see its existence feel physically and mentally traumatized, and then the attitude of foreigners towards the United States will become like a flood of beasts, and they can hide as far as they can.

If the coffee shop is really that powerful, what kind of aircraft shells are needed to attack Iraq and bases, wouldn't it be okay to just throw the coffee shop there?

"Do you think I'm a three-year-old?" deceived people and showed some sincerity, such a superficial and straightforward lie without depth, she felt that it was an insult to deliberately match and be fooled.

"What do you mean, do you think we're going to lie to you?" the white-faced policeman roared out at once, slamming his face on the table with a red face.

Leila stepped back so that she wouldn't be splashed with the saliva from her opponent. And it was her action that made the other side even more annoyed, if it wasn't for the red-faced person who grabbed him, it is estimated that the pistol would have been pulled out.

However, this approach scared others and could not scare Lyra. If it was a remote wilderness and she really encountered a police officer with a gun pointed at her, she might have worried about her safety. But here, in the police station, under the camera of the camera, even if you put a leopard gall on the other side, it is impossible to really take out the gun.

"Little girl, you have to think about your family, you may have received a payment from Aiden, but have you ever wondered why he should pay you to help him? Do you think you have a way to deal with him as an adult? Do your parents and family want to watch you put you in danger? If something does happen, do you want them to weep because you are hurt?"

The policeman's voice was soft, and his words were very impressive. If Leila didn't know what they wanted, she might have been moved by such a policeman who was bent on thinking about the "prisoner".

"What do you think I should do?" she asked quietly.

In the eyes of the police, her attitude has become a manifestation of her fear, fear is the best, as long as she is afraid, their goal will be achieved, in the face of a frightened girl, she doesn't want her to do anything, she will do it obediently?

"It's very simple to do it, that café is the source of all trouble, just throw it out and you can get out of trouble. ”

Leila raised an eyebrow, "So I should return the coffee shop to Aiden?"

"Of course not!" the grumpy, red-faced policeman immediately objected. Just kidding, the store is back to the old man with a hard mouth, and it will be a lot more difficult to dig it out, of course, it is easier to start with the little girl.

The white-faced policeman stabbed him with his elbow and gave him a look to stop acting too eager. Then he smiled and said to her, "Actually, I would recommend that you sell your store to someone who is willing to pay more." Don't forget, now that the store is yours, you can trade it with anyone. And Aiden has put you in such big trouble, don't you want to get some compensation for yourself?"

Leila nodded, and seemed very impressed by his proposal: "What you said makes a lot of sense, then I'll find a suitable person to sell it." ”

"If you choose for yourself, I'm afraid it's more likely to be deceived. The policeman took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to her: "I think you can find this person, this is a real estate businessman with a good reputation and a generous person." I think he'll be willing to buy the coffee shop for a price you're happy with. ”

Leila hooked the corners of her lips, her eyes swept over the business card, and she showed a meaningful smile: "It seems not bad, I wonder how much he can come up with?"

When the policeman saw that she had the intention of betraying, he immediately smiled and said, "We are just policemen, and you have to talk about business matters yourself." If you wish, you can contact him now. ”

"Okay, then let him come. "Leila has not asked the lawyer to come, and the reason why she has not revealed her identity is to meet the real estate businessman behind the scenes, if her identity is really exposed, it is estimated that he will not know where to hide and tremble.

She wants to take this opportunity to settle this matter once and for all. If you want to make money, you can, don't stick your claws into my territory! A real estate developer with a net worth of hundreds of millions of dollars is just a small businessman in the eyes of the Moran family!

Probably when he received the call from the police just now, the real estate businessman had already gone out. Leila waited in the interrogation room for more than ten minutes or so, and the door to the room was opened, and a man dressed in a straight gray suit, with a gold chain the thickness of a tail finger around his neck, and a cigar in his mouth, entered.

"Hi little girl, I'm Victor, your friend. Let me take care of your troubles!" Victor smiled and sat down across from Lyra.

How affectionate and touching these words were, and Leila felt like she could tear up a handful of gratifying tears. A policeman or two who played her like a child, and thought that someone who could build a good business from scratch would have some brains, but she was disappointed.

If such an IQ can earn hundreds of millions, then why did she work so hard before?

"Mr. Victor, I want to know how much money you're going to spend on my troubles?"

She turned a blind eye to the other party's intention to use human favors to get closer, and went straight to the point. You're welcome to solve my troubles, but how much can you really pay?