"What do you want to do?" Townsend asked.

Marin leaned back in the car seat and said:

"I'm going to meet with this Anderson."

"I'm afraid this is difficult, Anderson never meets strangers alone, after all, Martin he represents, must be vigilant in his position, and Martin has a lot of enemies, Anderson also has to protect himself." Townsend says:

"If we come forward, I'm afraid it will be difficult to make an appointment to meet him."

Marin waved his hand, and said with a vulture:

"It's okay, tomorrow you find someone to take a few life photos of his son, and then send them to his home, and then attach the time and place of meeting to the back of the photos, and he will definitely come out."

Tang Sen was slightly stunned, and quickly figured out Marlin's intentions.

Because, this method is considered intimidation, and it hits Anderson's weakness at once, his son.

Judging from Anderson's actions just now, he attaches great importance to his son, and Marin uses his son as a means of intimidation, not afraid that Anderson will not comply.

"Miss Ma, your trick to lure the snake out of the hole is really powerful!" Townsend looked at Marin and said:

"Fortunately, we are not enemies, otherwise we would really have to sleep and eat."

Marin sneered:

"Don't talk nonsense, send someone to do what I say, this matter should be done sooner rather than later."

Tang Sen nodded, and immediately ordered his men to do this.

Marin also asked the driver to leave the place, and instructed Isamu Koizumi to take the people assigned by the Sanjiang Society to continue to spy on Anderson and Martin.

In the evening, Marin returned to the house that Townsend had arranged for him.

Townsend and the others sent a lot of information about Martin and Anderson, and Marin sat in the room at this time and watched carefully.

Lin Youcheng also accompanied her, occasionally pouring tea and water for her, and then holding a book and flipping through it beside her, the calm and harmonious atmosphere also made Ma Lin feel a little warm.

After reading the information about Martin and Anderson for half an hour, Marin found that many of Martin's governance plans were drafted and implemented by Anderson, and some of the programs were obviously commendable for the benefit of the citizens and the whole city.

Marin also said to himself:

"It seems that this Anderson is indeed a talent, and it would be a pity to sacrifice it like this."

As night falls, the lights come on.

In a separate box at an authentic Sichuan restaurant in Chinatown, Marin and Townsend sat here drinking tea and chatting.

"Miss Ma, do you think Anderson will really come?" Tang Sen took a sip of fragrant tea and asked Marin.

Marin smiled:

"Yes, his son is his, for the safety of his son, he will come anyway."

As he was speaking, there was a knock on the door of the box, and Tang Sen perked up and immediately said:

"Come in."

Then a man in a long trench coat and a rain hat walked in, his head bowed, and his collar was up, covering most of his face.

However, Marlin and Townsend knew who he was when they saw the man, and Marlin smiled at him:

"Mr. Anderson, welcome, please be seated."

The man took off his hat and the long trench coat on his body, revealing his face, which was indeed Anderson.

Instead of sitting down, he walked straight up to Marin and threw a stack of photographs on the table, which featured his son Eric.

Marin didn't look at the photos, but looked at Anderson with a smile on his face.

Anderson's eyes were full of gloom and anger, his eyes turned around on the faces of Tang Sen and Marlin, and he gritted his teeth for a long time and said to Tang Sen:

"Townsend, what do you mean by that? Threatening me with my son? ”

Anderson knows Tang Sen, or rather, Anderson is very clear about most of the forces and figures in Los Angeles, including the Tang family father and son of the Sanjiang Society.

In the face of Anderson's anger, Townsend said with a smile:

"Mr. Anderson, don't be impatient, in fact, we don't want to be unfavorable to Ling Gongzi, we just want to ask you out to meet and discuss things."

"What do I have to talk to you about?" Anderson said expressionlessly:

"You are filthy and filthy dark forces, and I am an honest and kind official, and we should not have crossed paths. What's more, you have lured me out by means of intimidation, is this the attitude that you should have when you discuss things with me? ”

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and his tone became even lower:

"I know that your Sanjiang Society is in a very difficult relationship with Evans and their Mellon family now, and you should also know that Evans has a deep friendship with Mayor Martin, and you don't want to use me to get on Mayor Martin's line for you."

After a pause, Anderson said sharply:

"Don't try to take advantage of my son's safety to threaten me, Tang Sen, you have heard me clearly, if you dare to attack my son, I will let the police sweep your field every day, so that you can't do business, don't blame me for not reminding you when there is no food to eat!"

Anderson didn't say much, turned around and was about to leave here.

"Smack." Marin clapped his hands and said lightly:

"I don't know how Townsend is, but he certainly doesn't like teenagers, Mr. Anderson, do you like men? Especially young? ”

Anderson slammed it, turned around and stared at Marin, the look on his face was bitterly cold:

"What do you mean!"

Marin shrugged his shoulders with a smile and said:

"I think you know better than I know who Martin is."

Hearing this, Anderson's face became even more ugly, and his mind kept wondering what secret Marlin knew.

"Sit down, Mr. Anderson, I can assure you that we are not trying to hurt you or your family." Marin poured a cup of hot tea into the empty seat next to him, looked at Anderson again, and said with a smile:

"Instead, we're doing it to protect you and your family."

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Anderson finally sat down, picked up the cup of tea that Marlin had poured and drank it all.

Tang Sen looked at Marin and saw that she still had a leisurely smile on her face, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If Anderson had just walked away, it would have been difficult to ask him out again, but Marin was able to keep him in a few words.

I saw Anderson look up at Marin and the two, and said slowly:

"What do you know?"

"We know Martin has a unique fetish." Marin got straight to the point:

"Every week he would go to Evans' nightclub, and whenever Martin came in, Evans would get a bunch of teenagers from the nearby orphanage for Martin to vent."

Anderson was still expressionless, as if he was talking to himself:

"I didn't expect you to know about such a private matter."

Marin said calmly:

"We learned about this by chance, and we were also surprised that the mayor of Los Angeles would be such a psychopathic demon, and I think many children were ruined by him."

Anderson closed his eyes and didn't speak, and the look in his mind that the teenagers looked at him as they walked into Martin's room, a look of despair, hope, pleading, and pain.

This kind of look, like a sharp knife, was fiercely inserted into Anderson's honest and kind heart, this knife completely messed up his conscience and human nature, when he knew that Martin was a sanctimonious hypocrite, he wanted to report and expose Martin, but unfortunately people were soft-spoken, plus Martin had the support of the skinhead behind him, if the news leaked, he Anderson was not only in danger of life, but even his family was probably in danger...