"46 Wood Street, suspected burglary homicide. The deceased was a lawyer with a not very good reputation, so there are not many people who have a motive to kill him. The hands and feet of the perpetrator were quite clean, and there were no clues left. It is true that a small amount of belongings have been lost from his apartment, so the possibility of a group of careful and daring robbers cannot be completely ruled out. However, if you take into account his previous dealings with some of Jin He's subordinates, this possibility is too small. ”

"141 Willis Street, mass brawl, four people killed, eight injured. Although guns were found on their bodies, they seemed to have a tacit understanding not to use them, preferring to be stabbed to death by the other party's knife rather than shoot to attract attention. Those who survived were also reluctant to cooperate with the police investigation. It's a bit strange that when the major gangs have already killed the red eye, they can still be so controlled. It seems that there must be some insider work in it. ”

Casually opening the next file, Peter rubbed his tired eyes and pressed the screen in front of him. He stretched, but his body didn't have the slightest intention of getting out of his chair.

"What a nuisance," he groaned weakly.

It's a good thing Peter got from George, and it contains information on all the big murders and brawls that have been born recently. Moreover, this archive is directly connected to the internal server of the police, and all the information they get can be known to Peter as soon as possible.

Of course, this last point is completely unclear to George, who does not yet have that much trust in Peter as a potential 'son-in-law'.

Of course, he knew from the beginning that this was not an easy task, but now that he had spent two full nights, he still didn't even have a clue. And he doesn't know if he will be rewarded for continuing to persevere. But as he continued to investigate, a question began to keep popping up in his head.

Fisk, the man who calls himself Kim, what the hell is trying to do.

There is no doubt that Wesley's big revelation has officially brought this man who has been hiding from the sun into the sight of the New York police. However, his next move was a little incomprehensible.

The initiative disappeared, allowing the good situation that he had been operating for many years to gradually collapse in the ensuing chaos. This move is not wise for a man who has been controlling New York in the shadows for many years. You must know that the New York officials don't have much in their hands, and according to Jin Ji's influence, whether it's light or dark, he has countless ways to offset the impact of this failure.

Instead, he chose this approach, which seemed to Peter to be the best option, and based on Peter's limited knowledge of Kim, it was not his style to run away. It's almost like Harry, who has always spent a lot of money, went to a second-hand store to save money.

Then again, this bastard has done this before. Of course, the main target of this crazy guy is a cute young lady who works there. This undisciplined guy was soft and hard when he was working on the other side, and it is said that he really got a little cheap, but the credibility of this rumor is not clear.

The topic is far away, but King's illogical style makes Peter have to wonder if there is more in it than he knows.

And Peter's instincts were vaguely telling him that his conjecture was not wrong.

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"Rubbish, a bunch of rubbish!" With a flick of his right hand, Councillor Pierce swept the glass off the table to the ground. Although the glass did not shatter on the soft carpet, all the expensive red wine in it was spilled on the carpet that was also worth a lot of money.

"My lord, our people are already working on this matter." On the other end of the line, the bald young man wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his tone became more nervous and anxious. "You see, the organization has tilted too many resources to Fisker before. He's been in New York..."

"I don't want to listen to such excuses!" Pierce roared. The roar seemed to drain all his strength. His left hand rubbed his temple, and his voice lowered considerably. "Jasper, what do you mean... Our best people now can't even deal with the small chess piece we casually raised back then? ”

"This self-proclaimed Jin Ji is no longer a small pawn, my lord." The bald agent said with a wry smile. New York has become his home base. He may not be able to confront the Order, but it won't be easy to get him out of his rat hole. ”

Pierce's tone became agitated again. "I don't care what trouble you have, but Kim doesn't have to die. He knows so much! ”

"Don't worry, that dead bald head won't live long. Rumlow and our 'weapons' will certainly accomplish their mission. Jasper, who was also bald, hurriedly replied. They are the best soldiers, and there is nothing in New York that can compete with them. Their success is only a matter of time. ”

"That's right... It's just a matter of time..."Pierce knocked on the table in front of him several times in a row, and let out a long sigh. "We're running out of time."

Cold sweat suddenly broke out of Jasper's hand, and he shook his whole body. "Not much... Could it be that ... S.H.I.E.L.D..."

"Of course not, otherwise we wouldn't be sitting here talking now, calm down." Pierce couldn't help but curse the other party's IQ in his heart. "But the longer it drags on, the worse it will be for us. Fury still trusts me, but he's not a fool. It's not a matter of a day or two that he's privately investigating the inside of S.H.I.E.L.D. Once this event catches his eye, the shadow that protects us will be gone. ”

"Your Excellency..."

"Don't give me more excuses, I know it's not an easy task. But you have six days at most to fix it, or we're going to have to resort to some out-of-spec means. We are not far from success, and we cannot afford to have an accident at this time. ”

"Understood, my lord, I won't let you down."

"That's good. Long live the hydra. ”

"Long live the hydra, my lord."

Hanging up the phone, Congressman Pierce let out a long sigh. The body also collapsed weakly on his sand. After a long time, he sat up again and picked up another cell phone on the table.

"Renata, are you still free?" The smile of the good old man was piled up on his face again, and the irascible man just now seemed to be just an illusion. "I accidentally spilled a glass of wine, and I might need you to come up and help."

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