Ferdinand finally got the answer from Marville.

When he came in, he was given a newspaper.

The Washington Post had a page in bold that read: Hand?!

That's why the media likes to engage in this kind of messy and instructive question, with a picture of Ferdinand next to it.

He hurriedly picked it up and read it word by word in a panic.

"Fack! Fack! ”

The meaning of the above is obvious, Alden is the mastermind behind it.

Ferdinand grabbed the table, his face flushed, and asked Marville, "Why is our conversation known to reporters?" ”

"I'm sorry, but this was a mistake on my part, but I have to admit that sometimes it's not safe in prison." Marville didn't explain, but apologized regretfully, crossed his fingers, and put it on the table, "That's just an answer between our friends, but now that the reporter is in the newspaper, it's not something I can control, maybe..."

Marville paused and leaned forward slightly, "Perhaps, someone wants to take revenge on you?" ”

Get you back?

Ferdinand's pupils shrank.

That Asian is going to kill himself?

The possibilities are high!

"Maybe you don't know, the public opinion outside has pushed you to the top, you may have nothing to do with Alden, but you also met his lawyer today, I think, he is very unhappy with you now."

Alden's name was actually seen by Ferdinand when he was reading the newspaper before, and then he casually said it, and it was in the newspaper.

He didn't believe in Marville in front of him anymore.

Perhaps sensing the distance and distrust in the other party's eyes, Marville leaned back, took out a document from the drawer, and pushed it in front of Ferdinand, "Or, only we can save you." ”

The latter lowered his head and glanced at his documents.

“FBI。”

…

"Your actions have seriously violated the law, threatened the lives of others, and you are going to be charged with first-degree murder, I think, you have to sleep somewhere else, and you are welcome in California prisons." Marville still has a lot of humor.

But Ferdinand couldn't laugh if he wanted to.

The full name of this California prison is San Quentin State Penitentiary in California, the prison is mostly felons, with an average incarceration period of 17 years, and life inside is monotonous and boring, they cherish the "friends" from the outside, and even fight because of the uneven distribution of interests inside.

Those who go in are almost waiting to die while they spend time.

"The only way for you to survive now is to cooperate with us and become a tainted witness, so that you can be protected, otherwise, we in the FBI will not protect any criminals." Marville said justice awe-inspiring, stood up, picked up the hat on the table, and patted Ferdinand on the shoulder, "You think about it yourself, I think you should choose to cooperate with justice." I've got something to do, just sit here and think about it. ”

After Marville finished speaking, he simply left.

Ferdinand was left alone to sit in his office and take stock of the stakes.

…

Although Marville's words were right, public opinion outside was not as indignant as he said.

After all, for many people, this matter is just a topic of eating melons.

On the contrary, the judiciary and the plutocracy are more concerned about this matter, the latter is worried about their own safety, while the former are more concerned about how to get in touch with the latter, and in capitalism, nothing can be separated from money.

It's like a president, he's just a president.

And the bigwigs on Wall Street, they're not just bigwigs.

But this news has a tendency to become less and more intense, Tang Dao is fueling the flames in the back, and many people in the back fanned the flames, and the points of several departments in Washington were ignited at once, and of course the brunt of this was the J bureau.

"From the 217th!" The director slapped the table on the face, "Can anyone tell me what's going on?" There have been so many fights and brawls in the past three days, Fack, are they all full and have nothing to do, and are they going to vent? ”

The subordinates carrying the stars below are also cautious.

Everett played with a pen in his hand and turned it between his hands, but this accidentally, it fell to the ground, and it clicked, which was very crisp, but in this conference room full of silence, it was as loud as thunder, attracting everyone's attention, and a few were secretly relieved.

The person who came out to be scolded was finally found, and he may be late, but he will not be absent.

Sure enough, the director's eyes were full of "murderous", looking at him with unkindness, almost gritting his teeth, "Mr. Everett, do you have anything to tell me?" Or are you ready to explain your behavior of shooting continuously? ”

Everett's scalp was numb, and he stiffened his head, "That's when they tried to attack me." ”

"Attacking you? With what? Fist? Or the eyes? You have been charged with using a weapon illegally! Are you giving me less trouble? The director's voice couldn't help but rise, and he angrily slapped the table to express his dissatisfaction.

"Boss, I actually think it's premeditated, I've found out that most of these people are related to an illegal organization in Washington called "SonoftheSun", and according to the latest intelligence, behind this organization is the world's largest illegal group, the Brotherhood. ”

Everett had done his homework, and his words shocked the director and everyone in the room.

The name of the Brotherhood is so famous, although they are based in Mexico, they are all in North America, and they often transport small amounts of flour to Eagle Sauce through illegal channels, and they are also very famous on the wanted list.

"Are you sure?" The director asked with a frown.

"That's what my informant told me." Everett pushed this responsibility quickly, anyway, he didn't say it himself, and he couldn't bear the blame.

"What do they want to do? Is it trying to blow up the prison? ”

One of the J captains couldn't help but speak, saying what he thought was humorous, but except for himself, no one else laughed, but looked at him like a fool, and the rattling slowly decreased until it was silent.

"BOSS, I THINK THIS MUST HAVE SOMETHING TO DO WITH THAT ASIAN AMERICAN."

Everett was still adding fuel to the fire at this time, and before he finished speaking, he was glared at by the leader, "Don't trouble me, he is a victim." ”

But his intuition told Everett that it wasn't that simple.

It seems that he has also been caught in a whirlpool.

"Knock knock..."When the chief was about to continue, there was a knock on the door, and a female police officer pushed the door open, "Boss, there are several gentlemen looking for you." ”

The director looked at the men standing behind her, nodded slightly, and asked the subordinates below to sit down first, and then walked out by themselves.

"Hey, Everett, who are you talking about?" The partner touched him with his elbow next to him, smelling it curiously.

"What else could it be? Look at the dress, so shameless, and combing his hair so high, no, except for them, I'm afraid no one in that department can be so arrogant. ”

"Maybe it's the tax department?" The partner asked rhetorically.

Everett rolled his eyes, "Is the tax department coming to collect taxes from the prisoners?" ”

The partner was stunned when asked, scratched his head, and hesitated, "It seems that this is possible." ”

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