"Have you watched too much sci-fi?" Brooklyn sneered, breaking the atmosphere of being pushed high by Burke Forsman.

"You mean to say that my mind is tainted by Mr. Lylly Crewe?"

"First of all, Burke Forsman, you should at least show the most basic respect to Mr. Lylie Crewe, and not call him by name. Mr. Clerew's contributions to the federal justice system are like never you can match. ”

"Secondly, is it true that as long as anyone makes a move against capital and confronts capital, in your eyes, he is polluted by Mr. Lyleigh Crewe?"

"Finally, Mr. Burke Forsman, please touch the emblem of Harvard Law School and swear to it that your logical mind is still alive when you say the above paragraph!" This is the first time that Brooklyn has mercilessly mocked and counterattacked Burke Forsman.

He had to fight back because he sensed the danger.

"Alright." John Manning interrupted the argument.

"I said so, Burke." The muscles on his cheeks twitched slightly, and he said solemnly

"I'd rather Harvard Law School be red everywhere than completely withdraw from the stage of history!" [See Chapter 324]

"So, Brooklyn. Whether you've been influenced by that old guy from Lyleigh Crewe, don't forget that you're the Speaker of Harvard, and Harvard is the one you should think about first. That's enough. Brooklyn nodded.

This is John Manning's ruling on the three-man dispute. Anthony Kennedy continued to act as a mascot, effectively equal in status to Burke, with one of them pacifying and the other cleaning up.

Brooklyn's arrangement was temporarily changed by John Manning. The conference is coming to an end.

For the first time after entering the Burke era, Harvard broke out into a fierce disagreement, which even put Harvard on the verge of splitting for a time, but in the end, relying on the trust of the people in John Manning, John Manning stepped in and temporarily appeased.

But everyone knows – including John Manning – that this pacification is only short-lived, and that contradictions are only covered up, not resolved.

Sooner or later, the conflict between the three will erupt. At that time, without John Manning's mediation, the scene would have been tragic.

Closing the computer, John Manning coughed twice and called for Lyne to complain

"It's so cold here, what's there to see?" Rien carefully helped John Manning wrap his scarf, observed his face, and quipped

"But these two days on the beach, you have seen it with relish." John Manning snorted, not angry.

"Shall we go back?" Lane asked. John Manning thought for a moment and nodded. Lane called the car, pushed John Manning downstairs, came to the front of the car and stopped, first put the bag in the car, and then came to pick up John into the car, and intimately helped fasten the seat belt, and then sat in the driver's seat and started the car.

John Manning was awakened by the push on his back from Nakasoft, he glanced at Lynn and said

"Send me back to the hotel in a moment, and you go to Brooklyn." Lane said as he steered his vehicle past a motorcycle, shaking his head

"You still need people here."

"Why are you so stupid?" John Manning stretched out his withered palm with some hatred and slapped it towards Laien.

Lane slowed down and cooperatively shifted to the co-pilot's side, allowing John Manning to hit the ground.

He even grinned with a burst of bared teeth, as if it was really painful.

"Do you think Brooklyn Lee will be the winner?" After being 'violently beaten' by John Manning, Lane regained his speed and asked curiously.

"What do you think?" John Manning asked rhetorically.

"I think Burke Forsman and Anthony Kennedy have a chance." Lane said

"Burke Forsman was a master of stratagem, and Anthony Kennedy and Brooklyn Lee didn't necessarily play Burke Forsman together."

"Anthony Kennedy is second only to you in prestige, and he should be second in line to you in terms of qualifications. Not much lower than Brooklyn Lee. ”

"Brooklyn Lee's only strength is your support. But when this fight is over, you should have ...... long ago."

"If a person leaves, the coffee gets cold. The negative impact on Brooklyn Lee after your departure is the greatest, and the number of people who support him because of you will be drastically reduced. ”

"I don't see the odds for him." John Manning nodded approvingly

"You've done a good job."

"Then why are you ......," Lyne asked, puzzled.

"So I told you to go to Brooklyn." John Manning said

"You go and help him."

"Help him win."

"Harvard's future must fall into Brooklyn's hands."

"Burke Forsman relied too much on intrigue to grasp the future landscape. Anthony Kennedy was too old to have enough time. ”

"Harvard has reached the point where it is impossible to return, and if you want to survive, you have to make changes, from head to toe."

"Anthony Kennedy wasn't physically fit enough to make the change. Burke Forsman's body may be fine, but he doesn't have the qualities of a leader. ”

"I remember Burke Forsman always thinking that Brooklyn Lee was not open-minded and short-sighted." Lane Sberger remembered this stubble and said it with a smile.

"That's right." John Manning hit the nail on the head

"Actually, he's the same kind of person as Brooklyn."

"It is from Brooklyn that he sees his younger self that Burke can grasp Brooklyn's every move so precisely."

But Brooklyn isn't exactly the same as Burke. He had the qualities of a leader that Burke did not have. ”

"What is it?" Lane asked curiously.

"You'll find out when you go to him."

"I'm going to help him, what are you going to do here?" Rien shook his head, still disagreeing.

"I can hire a nurse to take care of life."

"Nope." Laien thought about it and shook his head in denial

"They don't take good care of them."

"They are professionals, they specialize in learning how to take care of people with disabilities." John Manning said with a bit of a headache.

"You're not disabled." Lai En stubbornly shook his head

"They don't know you, how can they take care of you? It's time for you to lose your temper again. ”

"You idiot!" John Manning suddenly yelled at Lynn. Lai En snorted twice, and shrunk his neck obediently and was scolded.

After scolding for most of the trip, John Manning seemed tired of scolding and closed his mouth. Lynn quietly looked back at John Manning's face, turned back, and drove the car seriously.

"I'm going to die soon, and for so long you've been following my orders to oppose Burke, with Burke's character, he won't let you go." John Manning closed his eyes and said suddenly

"It's the most difficult time in Brooklyn, and if you go to him and help him, he'll remember your camaraderie and treat you like that governor."

"With Brooklyn's protection, even if you lose, Burke Forsman can't do anything to you." Speaking of this, John Manning suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Lynn who was concentrating on driving for a while, and said with a sigh

"Grace, you are forced by me to participate in this troubled water. Your personality is not suited to do this. Even if it is so that I can go to God with peace of mind and listen to my arrangement, okay? ”

"Don't worry, I've saved a lot of money, and when you're gone, I'll quit everything I do, go to Montana, buy a piece of land, and become a farmer." Ryne Sberger laughed as he talked about his plan.

"You don't know, every time I have to face Burke Forsman, I am so scared that I don't want to get out of the car. Every time, I have to do a long psychological construction before I dare to go down and face him. ”

"I know I can't fight them, and I don't plan to fight them as hard as I can, and when you leave, I'll quit immediately. Then they won't be able to trouble me anymore. John Manning looked at Lynn, sighed and shook his head, no longer persuading.

The car quickly returned to Manhattan and parked downstairs at the hotel. Lyne Sberger threw the car keys to the parking attendant, trotted to the back and took out the wheelchair to open it, and personally carried John Manning to the wheelchair and pushed him to the elevator.

"By the way, your dog looks like he was killed by Burke." Waiting for the elevator, Lyne Spegg glanced at his phone and said suddenly.

John Manning and Burke Forsman both had a golden retriever, and John Manning was kicked out of the Harvard Parliament, and after arranging the handover, he came to New York.

He didn't take the golden retriever that had been with him for more than ten years, but gave it to Burke Forsman.

As a result, it was only a few days of work, and the golden retriever died? The muscles in John Manning's cheeks began to twitch again.

Lai En caught a glimpse, quickly put away his mobile phone, hurriedly took out an aspirin from his bag, and helped John take it.

"How did you die?" John Manning asked. Lane pushed him into the elevator, pressed the corresponding floor, and waited for the elevator door to close and the car slowly rose before he spoke

"Just now, your dog was admitted to the pet hospital, and he died after rescue efforts failed." Lyne hesitated, but took out his phone and showed it to John Manning.

"It is said that there was a car accident and was hit by a car that ran a red light." No need to go to any pet hospital at all!

According to the photos, it didn't look like you were hit in a car accident at all. The whole golden retriever was stuck to the ground, and the internal organs were squeezed out of the anus and mouth, and squirted far away.

It was as if it had been run over by a road roller, and it was almost reduced from three dimensions to two dimensions. What else is this going to a pet hospital?

Fools can see that it's hopeless. After looking at the photo, John Manning was silent for a moment, waiting until he was pushed into the suite before speaking.

"What about the driver?"

"The driver was a community maintenance worker." As soon as Len Sberg entered the house and settled John Manning, he rushed into the bathroom to solve his personal problems, and when he heard John Manning's question, the voice came from the bathroom, and it was a little muffled.

"Was it an accident?" John Manning asked. After a pause, Lyne Swegger's answer came

"Looks like so."

"What kind of accident would crush a 20-kilogram adult golden retriever?" John Manning didn't ask Lyne any more questions, but sneered and muttered to himself.

"What?" Lyon's voice came from the bathroom

"What did you just say? Sorry, I didn't hear you. John Manning ignored him, lowered his head, stared at the traffic below, and thought.

Lane Sberger finished his personal problem and walked out of the bathroom. He scratched his head a little innocently, and came to John Manning, who seemed to be frightened by John Manning's gloomy and terrifying face, and forgot for a moment what he was about to say.

"You find someone to find out how it died." John Manning put away the expression on his face and commanded

"Also, go make an appointment... Hmm—" He hesitated for a moment before continuing

"Go make an appointment with the head of the anti-IQ crime team and ask him to come and see me."

"Bring the phone." Lyne put away his honest appearance, turned into a personal secretary, listened intently, took the phone and handed it to John Manning, poured him another cup of coffee, and then took the phone to the other end of the room.

"Hey, hello, Agent Pete Burke? I am Mr. John Manning's personal assistant and Mr. John Manning invites you to come and meet him at ......"

"You'll get a notification from your superiors later. This call is to inform you of the address. ”

"Okay, goodbye." Hanging up the phone, Lane took his phone and initiated a text message. As he texted, he glanced up in John Manning's direction from time to time to make sure that everything was okay with John Manning.

On the other side, the New York FBI, the Fight Against High IQ Crime Unit. Pete Burke turned off the phone with a puzzled expression, and Neil Kavrey, with an apple in his hand, jumped up and sat down on Pete's desk.

Ignoring Pete's frowning brow and his constant glance under his ass, Neil Cavrey asked with a grin

"Who?"

"Harassing phone calls." Pete Burke shook his head.

"Here, you, harassing calls?" Neil Kavrey asked, pointing to the ground, then to Pete's work cards, and finally to the phone, with a 'what the hell are you kidding me?' expression.

This is the FBI's headquarters in New York, and it is the anti-IQ crime team, and it is not strictly impossible to say that harassing phone calls can be made here, but how outrageous this thing sounds.

"There was a guy who called himself John or something, and he said that I should go to Manhattan to meet him, and that there would be an order from above in a moment."

"What order?" Neil Kavrey asked curiously. Just as Pete was about to speak, the phone on the desk rang.

The two looked at each other, and Pete picked up the phone. Neil Kavrey catches the apple, and Katsa bites into it.

Seeing Pete's expression becoming more and more serious, his eyes widening and widening, Neil's movements as he chewed the apple became slower.

When Pete finally hung up, Neil asked with a grunt of the apple

"There's no real order, is there?" Pete was at a loss

"The Director told me to go to Manhattan to meet a man named John Manning......"