"I contacted David." Frank held up the phone and communicated with Reilly as he pulled out a document and wrote and drew on it.

"Judging by the NYPD's response, Frank is prepared for their counterattack."

"But he wasn't well prepared." Reilly was noncommittal, but said

"Now that New York is in chaos, there is a big divide on whether or not to let it continue to be chaotic. I think this will continue until tonight at best, and if it can't be contained tomorrow, it can basically be seen as Frank's defeat. ”

"We need to prepare early and come in and clean up the mess for Frank."

"The long-term inaction of the state and city governments has had a big impact on my popular support ratings." Brooklyn paused, glanced up at the time, and asked

"Isn't nine hours too short?" According to Reilly, the cut-off time he set for Frank was midnight.

It's three o'clock in the afternoon, and it's nine hours until midnight. Those nine hours were the last time that Reilly had given Frank to resolve the mess in front of him.

As soon as midnight arrives and Frank successfully resolves, the cooperation continues. If the solution fails, Reilly will go down and solve it himself, and push Frank out to take the blame.

After all, whether it is the chaos in New York City or the hearts and minds of New York's political and business leaders, someone needs to come out and appease them.

And the best way to appease is to launch a contradiction concentrater. Frank is a good fit for such a role!

"It's been two days." Reilly Road

"If he doesn't even have the ability to do that, I think everything he promised would be just a pie."

"Besides, it's not my decision alone." Reilly Road. Brooklyn knew in her heart that the nine hours were not Reilly's decision, but the decision of New York State and the New York City government.

Like Reilly, Brooklyn had earlier been in contact with members of the justice system, and the chaos over the weekend was discussed about whether to continue to support Frank.

However, unlike the government, people in the judicial sector are more 'sensible'. Everyone, including Brooklyn, almost without any objection, agreed that if Frank couldn't end the chaos before dark, the chaos in New York should be ended by someone else.

Brooklyn agrees with the outcome of the internal discussions, but privately, he doesn't think Frank will fail.

It was a cunning fellow, a sophisticated and patient hunter. To say that Frank's counter-attacking tactics are only ready for the moment is not believed in Brooklyn.

He couldn't even know the size of his prey! Bear hunters with air guns that play frisbees? A hunter of Frank's level would not make such a mistake.

Brooklyn prefers to believe that Frank is deliberately acting in the current dire situation.

"We also had discussions in the morning that the deadline should be set before dark." Brooklyn said

"I voted yes."

"But that doesn't mean I think Frank is going to fail and give him an ultimatum."

"On the contrary, Reilly, I think Frank will succeed. The deadlines we set mean nothing to him. Brooklyn continued to write and draw on the papers.

"Frank is an experienced and patient hunter. Reilly, don't you think that as the founder of the Reagan family, Frank's preparedness for this chaos is a little too thin? ”

"But he's already pulled up almost all of the resources available." Reilly said coldly

"The NYPD has even used the rookie intern, and is running around, exhausted."

"The NYPD is his biggest reliance, and I can't think of any other back-ups." Brooklyn pondered for a moment and said

"I don't think you agree, Reilly, I think this old guy is fishing." He put down his pen and phone, tapped on the computer, pulled up a document, and glanced at it

"From him went e.. After Y approached me, Frank's pace kept intensifying. The number of indictments filed by the District Attorney's Office to the courts has continued to grow, but the evidence presented has become extremely crude. ”

"Some indictments can't even be passed if they haven't been greeted in advance."

"In recent days, the number of NYPD arrests has also continued to rise, and many people have not even been arrested and detained for no reason at all."

"Lawyers in New York are busy, huddled in droves at police stations, ready to take their clients away, and get a response that they really need to cooperate with the investigation and stay in temporary detention for 24 hours."

"Twenty-four hours later, they made another arrest."

"By all indications, Frank is getting rougher and rougher, and in many places he is even starting to go beyond the procedure."

"I think he's clearing the cannon fodder and forcing the real opponent to show up."

"He's ready for a general attack."

"Why else would he be in such a hurry?"

"He can come step by step, according to the procedural requirements, as before, prepare a complete chain of evidence, and send this group of cannon fodder to prison safely."

"Maybe he can't stand the pressure anymore." Reilly gives another explanation. Brooklyn shook her head

"Frank was ready when he pressed Frederick to say his first name. There's no way he's not going to be under pressure. ”

"He should have thought about the pressure he was going to face." At this point, Brooklyn paused.

According to his guess, Frank was already preparing for the final battle. So, what exactly does he want?

Frank made such a big noise, and what he was trying to do was not just prestige. It's not a good deal.

The NYPD is already under Frank's control. It means nothing to simply fight down his opponent.

So, what exactly does Frank want? Brooklyn glanced up at the time, and then the conversation changed

"Reilly, whatever Frank promised, we should be in the field."

"If I'm right, he's on the verge of getting what he wants."

"He seems to be going to take it all by himself!" ……………… NYPD Headquarters. The NYPD at this time is a busy scene.

Due to the riots and riots throughout New York, the NYPD has sent out all the people who can use it. The headquarters retains only a basic intellectual framework to keep things running.

Inside the Director's Office. Frank and Frederick face each other, sitting across the table. They were smoking cigars.

Frank is a cigar aficionado, and everyone in the NYPD knows it. His burly body was fully tucked into the chair, holding the armrest in one hand and a cigar in the other, and exhaled a leisurely puff of smoke.

Frank looked enjoying himself and didn't look burned out in the slightest. Across from him, Frederick was in a fidget.

"I want to see Brooklyn Lee." Frederick said. Frank glanced at Frederick and shook his head.

"You said you would keep me safe!!" Frederick shouted in some horror. Frank glanced at the police station outside the blinds, got up with a cigar, and lowered the blinds completely.

Turning around, he saw Freddrake twisting his body to look at him, and Frank reached out and pressed Frederick, who was about to get up, back into his chair.

"Frederick, don't do this, we've been happy working together." Frank bit his cigar and said.

“no！” Fred Drake was held down, twisting his neck in horror and shouting at Frank

"I'm not going to say it, I promise not to say it. Let me meet Brooklyn Lee. After signing the witness protection agreement, I promise not to reveal a word to them. Frank shook his head

"Frederick, promise to work, what else are we NYPD used for?"

"You ......" Frederick angrily turned his head to meet Frank's gaze, and the anger in his eyes quickly turned to fear.

Frank pats Frederick on the shoulder

"For the sake of the pleasure we used to work with, be honest." As he spoke, the phone on the desk rang.

"Boss, there are a few gentlemen who want to see you." The call was from a front-end police officer. Frank glanced at Frederick and spoke into the microphone

"Let them come up."

"Bring them some coffee."

"Our NYPD's specialty coffee." ……………… Brooklyn simply closed the computer.

He stood up, grabbed his phone, and walked outside.

"Reilly, come with me to NYPD headquarters. We got to meet Frank. ”

"No, Brooklyn. That's an exaggeration. Reilly said.

"Compared to the whole of New York, Frederick's list is nothing to mention."

"It's a whole state system of government, and he knows which is more important."

"Risking offending the entire state of New York for a ridiculous list, Mr. President wouldn't have done that. It's ridiculous. Brooklyn didn't refute Reilly's claims and continued downstairs.

Ray wasn't at home, so the house was quiet. Brooklyn grabbed his coat and car keys and headed for the garage.

Getting in the car, he whispered

"What if there's Mr. President on the list?" Reilly was silent for a moment, then screamed

"What a joke!"

"How is that possible!"

"The president can't be on the list!" The car had already started in Brooklyn, the garage door was open, and the afternoon sun was shining into the garage, a little dazzling.

"It's true that the president can't be in there, but what if there's someone Frank thinks is worthy?"

"Anyway, I'm going to check it out. At this time, I didn't have the slightest trust in Frank. The word he promised was a fart! Reilly was startled by Brooklyn's speculation, and he didn't react until Brooklyn drove the car out of the yard.

"Wait for me, I'll go with you."

"Okay." There's a crazy guess in Brooklyn. Frederick's list includes a real big guy, big enough that Frank thinks it's worth deceiving the whole of New York, and big enough that Frank thinks it's more important than the New York he's worked so hard to run for years.

That may not have been the case in the first place. Perhaps Frank did want to assert himself as his master at first, as he said, or perhaps he was angry that he had been shot in his lair...... It doesn't matter anymore.

When he forces Frederick to work with him, and learns about a big guy in the process, he changes his strategy.

He deceived the whole of New York and dragged the whole of New York to play a play with him. Forcing the big man to show his head.

Frank uses Frederick's confession to force the big man to cooperate with him, so as to control the big man.

Frankly, Brooklyn couldn't think of anyone who would be worthy of Frank's doing. He offended all of New York!

What he paid was the family business he had accumulated in his life! New Yorkers will not let him go when they learn the truth.

Brooklyn thinks that if Frank really does this, he must be crazy! But just in case, Brooklyn still thinks Frank is crazy.

There's no need for Brooklyn to be so aggressive. Even if his guess came true, Frank really deceived everyone.

So what? At least for Brooklyn, he didn't have much to lose. The only thing Brooklyn spent in the whole process was energy.

Frank kept submitting indictments, and he kept going to trial. At most, it was just taken advantage of.

Even if Frank didn't take advantage of him, the District Attorney's Office would have filed the indictments, and he would have accepted them. There's no need for Brooklyn to come out at this time, he can just sit back and wait for the situation to clear up and test his guesses.

But he didn't want to do that. Waiting for things to unfold would make Brooklyn feel stupid. Brooklyn doesn't want to be a fool, and he doesn't want others to think he's a fool, especially at this juncture.

On the way, Brooklyn called David. David is leading his team around fighting fires. Due to the rapid erosion of the situation in New York, his fierce team leader is now no different from an ordinary patrol officer.

After the phone was connected, a noisy sound came, and the faint sound of something exploding could be heard.

"Hello? Blue?! What's the matter!! David yelled at the phone. Brooklyn quietly moved the earpiece a little farther away.

"Where's Frank?"

"What?"

"Where's Frank?"

"Frank? What happened to him? ”

"I asked where Frank was!" There was a sparse sound from the earpiece, mixed with David's shouting and scolding.

"Frank? He's at HQ. What's wrong? It seemed that someone was storming the line, and it was a long time before David was heard.

"You stay safe." Brooklyn didn't ask much, but hung up the phone. After thinking about it, he called Anne again.

This time, the call did not go through, and it showed as a call. Brooklyn simply put down the phone and concentrated on driving.

What he saw and heard along the way made Brooklyn secretly surprised. In just one night, New York was turned upside down.

The streets were chaotic, with stick-wielding thugs screaming and scurrying, and few of the cars parked on both sides of the road intact, most of them smashed glass.

There are only a few shops on the street, but there are some shops that are not open, the doors have been damaged, and the inside is a mess, and it is obvious that they have been ransacked.

Brooklyn even saw a car stopped, they brutally dragged the driver out of the car, ransacked it, punched and kicked the driver, and drove away.

Screams, whistles, cries, moans, car horns, sirens, smashing glass...... A mix of sounds makes the once bustling streets unfamiliar.

Brooklyn drove through quickly. Suddenly, he thought he was in a war-torn country......