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Nearly a quarter of police officers said they were sick and did not come to work, including Commissioner Paddington, who has always been quite fit. Although everyone who watched the morning news was well aware of the situation, everyone avoided discussing it as if they had a clear understanding of it.

However, this ostrich-like escape with its head buried in the sand has no effect. Before it was even lunch time, the police station, which was still in chaos due to lack of manpower, had an extra group of uninvited guests. Fourteen FBI agents walked through the doors of the police station.

Completely ignoring the rest of the police station, the heavily armed men walked into the offices in order after showing their ID and began a rather brutal search. There is no one in the police station who has no eyes to question or question their behavior. There are even quite a few of them who are secretly gloating.

And it all started at five o'clock yesterday afternoon.

Just an hour before the end of the day, a middle-aged man with glasses walked into the office of the New York Daily News. Many people who knew something about his true identity were so frightened that they subconsciously stood up. James. Wesley, the visit of the underworld bosses, who would shake half of New York if they stomped their feet, was naturally enough to surprise them at this time. And they soon find out that this powerful man in the shadows of New York is acting a little at this time... Eccentric.

His steps floated, his usually sharp eyes became dull at this time, and his face was as pale as a zombie. His suit, made by one of New York's finest tailors, was crumpled and dusty, and he looked no better than the homeless people who begged on the streets.

Then Kim and his most loyal subordinate sat down in a chair in front of everyone's eyes. He slowly pulled a thick stack of papers from his bosom and placed it on the table in front of him. He cleared his throat, and then began to speak weakly but firmly.

And with this opening, the sky in New York changed.

Evidence of guilt, evidence of guilt, all evidence of guilt. The tsunami-like evidence was enough to ruin the political careers of more than 20 congressmen and collapse three companies worth more than $100 million.

Enough incriminating evidence to overwhelm Kim and crush him to pieces.

Buy homicide, bribery, drug trafficking, robbery, fraud, human smuggling, kidnapping, prohibited arms dealing. As one thing after another came out of Wesley's mouth, which was numb, the shock level of the people around him was constantly refreshed. If this man's words are true, almost 40 percent of the major cases in the past year have been related to Kim Ji, a person most of them have never heard of before.

However, they could not attribute the words of this man, who already looked a little like a madman, to madness. Among the dozen or so documents he pulled out, there was a lot of evidence to support his incrimination. Although this means that there is no evidence for about seventy percent of Wesley's claims, the rest of the things are enough to show that Wesley's words are not groundless.

What's more, when the most important people in Kim stand up against him so blatantly, how much power is left for this New York Underworld Emperor to control his Black Dynasty? All of a sudden, the leading characters in the entire New York underworld had their own little calculations in their hearts.

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Two days later.

"Congratulations, Sheriff Stacy. No, you should be called the Director by now. ”

With mixed feelings, he shook the hand of the sixty-five-year-old man opposite him. Stacy took over the chief's badge, which now belonged to him.

Just a few months ago, he was disheartened by rejecting Chief Paddington's 'good offer' and lamenting that his future in the police department was bleak. Now, however, the former director of Paddington has been placed under house arrest by the FBI, and he has risen to the top of the ladder at the age of only his early forties, which has made countless people blush.

George no longer has to be troubled or unhappy about the area he attends to work. Now he doesn't have any need to do the things that other people can do for him. Commanding a behemoth with more than 30,000 police officers here at the headquarters is what he needs to do.

Although he still misses the days of wandering outside, he also understands that he can have a hundred times more impact in this position.

shook hands with the mayor again, and the smile on the other party's face was so bright, but George, who had worked hard in society for so many years, could naturally easily find the stiffness of that smile and the haggard hidden under that layer of disguise.

But this is also a matter of course, and the series of actions made by the deputy mayor in the dark have been shaken out by this big revelation. And whoever it is, after discovering that their colleagues and partners who have worked for decades are secretly weakening their rights, and constantly stuffing themselves with lies and crooked truths, they will probably feel the same way.

The mayor who finally woke up needed an ally, and George would be a good choice. To George's surprise, after the ceremony, the mayor's secretary found him and invited him to lunch. And he, naturally, would not be stupid enough to refuse this almost commanding invitation.

"Thank you for your service to this city."

This is the first thing the other person says after sitting down. Among the information that Wesley threw out, George. The name Stacy is mentioned surprisingly frequently. This seemingly obscure police captain is one of the top targets for the Kim Gang to address, and it seems that he must have sabotaged many of their operations.

And this is the main reason why George was promoted to two levels in a row.

"Thank you for the compliment, just doing what I had to do." George still seemed modest.

"But few people do what they should do." Taking a sip of the red wine in his glass, the mayor quickly changed the subject. "Now that you're the new director, do you have any solutions to the current situation?"

"Truth be told, no. And I think now anyone who dares to say that they have a comprehensive solution is a liar. George's answer was quite honest. We've lost more than 300 high-ranking personnel and more than 1,500 rank-and-file police officers, and there's a good chance that there are more undercover gangsters lurking inside. It will take more than a month to restore the basic operations of the New York Police Department. ”

"And before that?" The mayor asked hurriedly. "What should we do before that? Are we going to see those criminals running rampant in our streets? ”

"Of course not. The number of police patrolling the streets does not have a huge impact on this, and we will make it our number one goal to keep the city safe and stable. And—" George paused slightly, and a red figure flashed through his mind. "I think we'll have more help."