In the evening, after dinner, Brooklyn's eyes moved with Ray Man's room, and his face stopped talking.

"What for?" Ray was furious by Brooklyn's staring, and simply sat down on the couch and asked. Brooklyn grinned.

"Do you know about Lyleigh Crewe and John Manning?" This is the best solution that Brooklyn has come up with to break the deadlock, ask Ray.

He needed to know what role John Manning had played in the downfall of Lyleigh Crewe, but he couldn't ask anyone in the know directly.

As far as Brooklyn knows, there are only two people who know for sure that answer: John Manning and Lyleigh Crewe.

Not even Burke Forsman and Brenner don't necessarily know. Don't look at Brenner's 'I know everything, come and ask me', Brooklyn seriously suspects he's not an insider at all.

If he really knows, why don't he reveal it directly? Wouldn't that better drive a wedge between Brooklyn and John Manning?

Hidden and tucked, hidden, and only half of what he said. Brooklyn's suspicion that Brenner, like himself, was just speculation.

As for Burke, Brooklyn thinks Burke probably knew. But what's the difference between asking Burke and asking John Manning?

The smiling tiger couldn't even tell if he was lying, let alone calling and emailing.

Brooklyn wanted to ask Lenie Crewe, after all, he was the person in question and the safest person.

But he's dead. So Brooklyn thought of Ray. Ray frowned and thought about it, and said uncertainly

"Lyleigh mentioned that he had helped John Manning, and that he had asked John Manning for help during that time, but he was denied. John Manning didn't help him. Ray spoke in a calm tone, and did not express his displeasure with John Manning's 'revenge' behavior.

In Ray's view, John Manning's position is completely opposite to theirs, and it's already very good that John Manning didn't fall into the trap, and he can't help or anything...... What about helping?

What if you don't help? Brooklyn also received the favor of Leigh Crowe, and in that incident, couldn't he only 'watch the battle'?

As for Brooklyn swallowing up a portion of Lyley Crewe's legacy, this is even less of a problem.

It was destined to be carved up, and it was better to give it to Brooklyn than to someone else.

"He stood by and watched?" Brooklyn asked. Ray nodded. Of all the struggles, the ideological struggle is the most brutal and cruel.

In that period, John Manning did not fall into the trap, but chose to sit on the sidelines, which was already considered to be a matter of affection.

Brooklyn didn't feel relaxed. Because it doesn't match the image of John Manning that he knew!

Unlike Reilly Winston, John Manning was considered a pure political creature in Brooklyn's mind.

It seems reasonable to take care of old feelings, but in fact, the concept of appearing in a political creature is itself very inconsistent.

Just like the unsuccessful students of art preaching a community with a shared future for mankind and the actor being elected president, it is funny and ridiculous, full of a sense of disobedience.

Of course, Brooklyn didn't know at this time that in two days, there would be an actor who would really succeed in being elected president.

Ray looked at Brooklyn, who was lost in thought, silently grabbed a towel, and walked towards the bathroom. Brooklyn felt like her mind was a little messy.

Ray had already given an answer, but he instinctively felt that something was wrong. So, was he preconceived, or was Ray's answer wrong?

Brooklyn broke into the bathroom in a daze, ignored Ray's exclamations, washed his face with cold water, and went back to the bedroom to lie down in a daze.

Staring at the ceiling in a daze. After a while, he rolled over and sat up again, took out his notebook and pen, and wrote and drew on them.

Brooklyn slapped his cheek to keep himself awake. Little by little, he enumerated the entire process of Lyleigh Crewe's downfall.

From the CPUSA contraction to New York, to Michael's airborne e.. From the FBI laying down a wide net, to the announcement of an investigation by two justices of the Supreme Court, from the 'resignation' of Lyley Crewe, to the indictment of Lyley Crewe, to the death of Lyley Crewe, to last year's Harvard gathering speech.

Brooklyn looked at the full page and breathed a sigh of relief, and finally tore off the paper and crumpled it into a ball.

He shoved his notebook and pen back into the head of the bed and lay back on the bed. In the process of smoothing out the whole incident, Brooklyn's sanity returned.

Even if John Manning did something, what could it be? He thought. Even if John Manning played an inglorious role in it, what impact would it have?

He assessed John Manning's credibility as not high, and then what? John Manning's credibility with him was pitifully low.

They are now in the stage of mutual trust, but this trust is essentially an exchange of interests. He helped John Manning solve the problems of the Harvard school and save the future of the Harvard school.

John Manning gave him the whole of Harvard and helped him run the Harvard School. Because they have the same goal, they come together.

Because they see what they want in each other, and they can give each other what they want, they trust each other.

This trust is not inherently a personal emotion. There is no need for an assessment at all. Aside from this deal, there is no credibility between John Manning and Brooklyn!

Thinking about whether John Manning was driving the downfall of Lyleigh Crewe doesn't affect anything!

What he needed was John Manning's help, and what John Manning needed was his role in the Harvard School.

He is not in a relationship with John Manning, but also about emotion, trust, loyalty, and so on.

As for the awkwardness of being embarrassed because of Lyleigh Crewe, it is even more difficult to talk about. Lyleigh Crewe and John Manning are essentially the same people.

For the sake of ideals and goals, abandon personal feelings! They may also have feelings, but they are just incomprehensible to ordinary people.

Lyrie Crewe's affection is probably a deep love for the people of the Union. John Manning's affection is probably his love for Harvard.

Didn't Brenner say that they were very good friends when they were younger. Coincidentally, he bears a striking resemblance to Ray and Lenley Crewe's past with John Manning.

They are the best brothers, one following in the footsteps of Lyleigh Crewe and the other about to follow in the footsteps of John Manning.

They are still very immature, and they do not have the high status of Lyleigh Crewe and John Manning, and they are not yet able to completely abandon their private feelings, give up 'small love', and have 'big love' in their hearts, and there is only reason left in their hearts except ideals.

Thankfully, though, they didn't stand as high. He doesn't want to reproduce the 'classics', follow the 'footsteps of the older generation', and stage a 'brother break' drama.

Thinking so, Brooklyn soon fell into a deep sleep. The other side. Boston, Harvard. After injecting the potion, John Manning looked at Burke on the other side.

"Brenner spoke to Brooklyn this afternoon." Burke said solemnly. John Manning continued to look at Burke in bewilderment.

"John, you may need to choose a successor again." Burke said. John Manning shook his head.

"The Yale traitors will only use these little tricks."

"I believe in Brooklyn. He is the most qualified successor! ”

"But he's too young!" Burke objected with some urgency.

"Just because I'm young!" John Manning said

"When we were young, Harvard flourished, and then when we got older, Harvard became what it is today."

"What Harvard needs is young people!"

What's more, although he is young, he is not impulsive. He knows what reality is and what is false. Don't dwell on things that don't make sense. ”

"That would look like he's stupid! Brooklyn Lee is not an idiot. John Manning stood up, pulled a bottle of wine from the cupboard, and took two more glasses.

"What I need is a future for Harvard, not his loyalty."

"If there is, this loyalty should be dedicated to Harvard, not to me."

"What he needs is the help that Harvard can give him, not my trust."

"We know to each other that loyalty and trust are not important at all." John Manning poured the wine, pushed a glass to Burke, drank it all, and continued

"I told you, I sneaked a peek at the underskirt of Lady Luck......" .................. Brooklyn didn't dwell too long in Brennerb's conspiracy, so he made a decisive choice.

He didn't care what had happened between John Manning and Lyleigh Crewe. The answer to this question may satisfy curiosity, but it is nothing more than that, and it does not make a real difference or impact.

Thinking about this joint, Brooklyn felt disgusted with the tangled face of yesterday. It's like hating people who shout slogans at parades.

Brooklyn looked down on the marchers and slogans, and he thought they were stupid and stupid.

So the marchers slapped Brooklyn several times with their backhands, telling him that while marching and shouting slogans were stupid, they could affect reality.

He was directly stunned. Brooklyn and Anne stood at the door of the subway with blank expressions, looking at the empty subway, speechless.

The subway station, which used to be crowded, is now empty, and there are not even lights on.

"Public transport workers have a parade today." Anne patted her forehead and said with annoyance.

"Why don't we go back?" Brooklyn glanced at the subway station with newspapers and garbage bags fluttering again, and shook his head.

"We use ubar." With that, Brooklyn turned on his phone and prepared to take a taxi.

"Where's the parade?" He asked.

"It looks like it's near a mall." Anne whispered. Brooklyn stopped operating her phone and looked straight at Annie.

Anne was a little uncomfortable stared at by Brooklyn, and turned her face to propose

"Why don't we change the mall?" Brooklyn nodded. Five minutes passed, and the car didn't come to pick them up.

Ten minutes had passed, and the car had not yet come to pick them up. Half an hour passed. Brooklyn didn't want to stand here and wait stupidly anymore.

It's not that Ubar's car is slow, it's not that Ubar's car is motionless, it's because he stood here for half an hour and didn't see a single taxi!

！ The taxi didn't see it, but the police car and the fire truck passed by a lot.

"Taxi drivers also joined the march." Anne held up her phone and shook it, saying in disbelief.

Brooklyn took a closer look and saw that it was a press release from ten minutes earlier. New York public transit drivers are marching to the event, saying that the recent chaos in New York seriously threatens their safety, and they demand that the NYPD and the government must take steps to ensure their safety.

Otherwise they will take strike action! The parade of public transport drivers was confirmed yesterday, organized early in the morning, and was not kept secret from the outside world.

But today, the rough drivers also joined in, which is indeed unknown to everyone. For some reason, taxi drivers have joined the tangible bandwagon, making the same demands as public transport drivers.

The addition of taxi drivers has made the march particularly loud, and it has already blocked several streets. At present, the NYPD is working with various departments to maintain order on site.

Without waiting for Brooklyn to finish, Chandler Kane's call came in. Anne took her phone back and ran to the side to answer the phone.

Returning five minutes later, Anne apologized

"I'm sorry, Brooklyn, Chandler told everyone to get back to work."

"There was a clash on the other side of the march." Brooklyn gritted her teeth and asked

"Do you want to go back to work?" Anne shook her head. Who likes to work? Standing stupidly on the street is better than working!

Brooklyn grabbed the phone and called Chandler.

"Hello? I'm Brooklyn. ”

"I have a eucalyptus here who needs Prosecutor Anne's help, can you get her to come over and cooperate?"

"Well, okay, thank you!" Hanging up, Brooklyn handed the phone back to Anne.

"Wouldn't you even like to change your phone?" Anne took the phone and was shocked by Brooklyn's ability to open her eyes and tell nonsense.

He used his cell phone to tell Chandler that he needed his help and asked Chandler to send him over.

What made her even more speechless was that Chandler didn't even bother to pretend!

"Let's go!" Brooklyn spread his hands, grabbed Anne's hand, and turned back.

"Let's drive!" Brooklyn took a 'hitchhiker' with Anne back home—he was driven by Ray to the subway station.

Ray was watching TV at home, and the parade was broadcast live on TV, and Ray was sitting on the sofa with a plate of fruit in his arms, eating and watching.

Relish. Ray was a little surprised to see Brooklyn and Anne

"How did you come back?" Brooklyn gestures to the screen.

"They're all on strike!" Ray understood, grabbed the key and threw it over. Brooklyn took it, and as soon as she and Anne got into the car, the phone rang before it could start.

It's Reilly Winston.

"What?" The third date was unexpected, which made Brooklyn feel bad.

"What are you doing?" Reilly Winston asked. Brooklyn glanced at Anne, who was sitting in the passenger seat, and started the car

"Date!"

"Didn't you watch the news?" Reilly Winston exclaimed

"Still on date?"

"Looked. Isn't it just a parade? Brooklyn said nonchalantly

"If Frank can't even solve this, then just push him out."