What does Brenner have? His greatest value is the Yale behind him. But Pence Norton was clearly not going for Yale—by this time Brooklyn had already tacitly done it to Pence Norton.

What else does Brenner have besides Yale? He's a judge, and he's got a lot of experience. Experience...... Change of Attorney......

"This morning, I received an application from Pence Norton for a change of attorney." Brooklyn voiced his guess

"They claim that the original lawyer had been in a car accident last night and needed to be replaced with a new one."

"Could the new lawyer be Brenner?"

"Pence Norton doesn't have a high position among them." Frank reminded. With the progress of the 'arrest operation', Frank, who rushed to the front line, basically grasped the information of the opponent.

In his judgment, Pence Norton is at best a mid-level. This kind of direct manipulation of a chief judge of the Circuit Court with his back to Yale is not worth it for a mid-level judge.

Brenner, who served as a judge, was worth even more than him.

"Unless Pence Norton has something to do with this Vitrakvi lab." Brooklyn gives a guess.

Frank's eyes lit up and he immediately started working on the computer. Soon, he found out who was the actual controller of Vitrakvi's laboratory.

"Raropurni Vitrak?" Winston chewed on the name and reached out to Frank for a keyboard, bringing up the shareholding structure of Pence Norton.

"This Raropurni Vitrak owns a stake in Pence Norton, and they're selling their shares and getting ready to cash out." Brooklyn said after glancing at the screen.

"Pence Norton's company needs to keep its share price, and this could be a Pence Norton deal with this Raropurney." Frank guessed

"Raropurni helped Pence Norton win the lawsuit, and Pence Norton helped Raropurni keep the stock price." This conclusion made the three of them laugh and cry.

They thought there was some profound secret in it, but the result was a normal cash-out operation.

"This Rarapuni is also one of theirs?" Brooklyn asked. Frank shook his head in unison with Winston, saying he hadn't heard of it.

"He's only recently entered New York." Winston said weakly

"I've seen him a few times in the state government these days."

"It's a smell of fish in the water of New York." Brooklyn commented

"There may be others coming in with you."

"That means Burns Norton has betrayed their alliance, and he's going to rely on this Raropurny to get out." Frank was more interested in Pence Norton's relationship with Raropurni and other allies, and less interested in the Laropurni who came up with the smell.

Winston, on the other hand, was more interested in Frank, who was more interested in La Roppney. After discussing with Brooklyn for a while, Winston slumped in his chair like a vibrator that had run out of power, refusing to move.

Frank knocked on the rim of the glass

"Well, none of that matters. Brooklyn, it's the guy who committed suicide that counts. ”

"You said earlier that he was paid $100,000 a day during his tenure at Vitrakvi, which means that Raropurni was also in league with them?" Brooklyn asked, confused.

It's counter-intuitive, it's incredible. The Pence Nortons of New York are like a pack of wolves with their own fixed territory, and they run and hunt on their own territory, New York, and do whatever they want.

Brooklyn, Frank, and Winston, who now live together on this territory, are reluctant to let them continue their hunt and are ready to kill them all.

After killing a group of wolves, the smell of blood from the corpses attracted the beasts from beyond the territory, the Rarapunis.

Rarapone followed the taste, and he had entered New York to eat the Burns Nortons, not to be friends with them.

Essentially, the Raropurnis have the same stance as Brooklyn, which is to eliminate Pence Norton.

As a result, the Vitrakvi lab and the man who committed suicide now show signs of collaboration between Raropurni and Pence Norton!

Do rabbits work with eagles? Do mice choose cats to work with? Will the rooster care about the centipede's suggestion of cooperation?

Just eat it, why cooperate? So, what exactly was Raropurny thinking? Pondering, Brooklyn looked at Winston.

They want to exterminate the wolf pack, not to kill the native wolf pack and then introduce the alien wolf pack. That was Winston's business.

Since we can't figure out the purpose of Rarapuni, since we have to match it sooner or later, we just clean it up together.

The three of them looked at each other and made a decision.

"This is just the beginning. There will be a steady stream of 'accidents' in the future. Brooklyn reasoned

"Now in the final stage, we can't expect them to be caught, we must guard against their deathly counterattack."

"The NYPD is running out of staff." Frank stated. He supported Brooklyn's speculation, but don't expect the NYPD to grow three heads and six arms, and do more.

Brooklyn looked at Winston and stopped talking. After a short break, Winston seemed to have eased a lot, and saw Brooklyn looking at him with a questioning face.

This kind of thing, Frank and Brooklyn themselves do whatever they want, and they are better than him, right? It's true that Brooklyn and Frank are more likely to deal with this kind of thing, but the problem is, the other party also knows it.

Isn't this just arranging a jumping off the building to point the finger at Brooklyn? dragged Brooklyn, Frank couldn't pull his hand, Winston did half the work in this regard, and the opponent could continue to make moves unscrupulously.

"No, we can't let them continue." Thinking of this, Brooklyn shook his head

"This is just the beginning, and none of us know what they will do in the future." You have to find a way to limit your opponent and continue to limit your opponent.

The three of them were deliberating when there was a knock on the office door. Frank frowned. Winston stopped talking to Brooklyn and looked at the door in surprise.

"Come in." Frank was a little displeased. It was a middle-aged man who came in, dressed in a half-used police uniform, and after pushing the door open, he paused at the door, his eyes quickly swept the room, and he came to Frank as usual.

"What's the matter?" Frank asked. The man glanced at Winston and Brooklyn again, paused for a moment, and then spoke

"Boss, something isn't right."

"A few big gangs aren't very peaceful." The man said

"We have received reports that there could be a big fight tonight or tomorrow night. But now our brothers have been sent, uh, to cooperate with the prosecutor, and even the basic inspection is very reluctant. Frank frowned and listened, and did not reply immediately, but pointed to the middle-aged man and introduced him.

After the introduction, he was sent away. Closing the door, Frank's brow never let go.

"It's for you." Brooklyn said to Frank.

"Obviously, yes." Winston chimed in, then thought of something, and the smile on his face froze.

First jumped off the building and went straight to Brooklyn, and now the gang is rushing straight to Frank, so isn't the next one ...... Just as he was thinking, Winston's phone rang.

Winston looked up, and the three of them met in the air, all in silence. Winston picked up the phone with an unsightly face.

In the way Frank expressed his trust, Winston didn't leave the office, or even get up.

Soon, though, he stood up.

"What did you say?" Winston raised his voice slightly, then realized that he had reacted too violently, and sat back down.

He hung up the phone after a final call, 'I'll be back soon,' and hung up. Hanging up the phone, and before Frank, who was confused, could ask Brooklyn, Winston explained himself

"One of the congressmen I nominated was exposed to a scandal." Winston told the story very bluntly and succinctly.

When Brooklyn heard the move, he immediately subconsciously looked over, just in front of Winston.

Your faction is really fun-loving. Brooklyn muttered inwardly, closing her gaze.

"It's coming at me." Winston finished speaking, shrugged his shoulders and smiled bitterly

"Alright, now all three of us are in trouble. Let's deal with each of them. "A meeting of ad hoc decisions not only did not solve the trouble, but also added two big problems.

And this may be just the beginning. Saying goodbye to Frank and saying hello to David, Brooklyn had wanted to see his savior, Mr. Bay Area Killer.

I heard that he had a son and a new neighbor, and his life was very happy. A wave of jealousy inexplicably rose in Brooklyn.

He hadn't forgotten that on the night of the shooting, Dexter leaned over in the first place not to save him. On the way home from the police station, Brooklyn quickly thought of a countermeasure after weighing it up.

He wasn't going to do anything special or subtle, he was just going to drag it out. Whether it's the sunspot who jumped off the building, or any other tricks against himself after that, Brooklyn plans to drag them all down.

On the premise of ensuring that the situation does not deteriorate, drag it out. The reason why this matter can be so popular, has such a great influence, and spreads so quickly is not because someone has contributed money behind it?

Now their main target is these money-payers, so they just go straight to Huanglong, and when they kill these money-payers, no one will pay, and these targeted hot events will naturally cool down and become easier to handle.

With this in mind, Brooklyn called Frank and asked him to connect with Chandler Kane.

………… Thursday. There is only one day left until the deadline for the defense to change lawyers. Brooklyn hadn't heard of any of the big New York law firms that had Pence Norton or his son, Edward Norton, who didn't even need to pretend.

The defendant's deadline was not reached, Ovis's could not continue, and Brooklyn could only devote his energy to other things.

He asked Bob to make an improvisation, forcibly set aside time, and called the other two bailiffs in Courtroom No. 9 to inquire about Peter Adams.

Peter Adams is not in a good situation. As a good seedling who first caught Brooklyn's eyes and was identified as a promising intern after a brief inspection, he failed to grow as Brooklyn expected.

Perhaps Brooklyn's harsh attitude is incompatible with a country where there is a sense of freedom in the air.

Perhaps it was too much pressure from Brooklyn that crushed this good seedling. Peter Adams simply didn't even act, and directly skipped work.

And according to the two bailiffs, Peter Adams' absenteeism is not recent, nor is it once or twice.

Brooklyn was a little angry, and he did a brief check, and found that it was not only Peter Adams who was absent from work, but most of the interns were absent from work.

It's not being late, it's not leaving early, it's absenteeism! Looking at it this way, Joseph Kennedy Jr. always hands over fake notes when he has the opportunity, and it seems that he is really not messing around.

But what do they have to spend so much time for? Brooklyn called Joseph Jr. and asked the question.

Little Joseph's eyes widened, looking a little incredulous

"As long as you don't study, it's fun to do anything."

"Even walking back and forth along Hoover Avenue is more engaging than an internship." He gestured out the window to Hoover Avenue Avenue.

Brooklyn has some difficulty understanding this logic. In Brooklyn's opinion, if there is someone who can teach him sincerely, he must be willing to learn, and he is even willing to pay, take out his own salary, and then empty Ray's 'wife book'.

Unfortunately not. John Manning: They wanted to teach him for free, but what was that? Who knows if there is any entrainment of private work?

Brooklyn's incomprehension lasted only a moment, and then he looked at little Joseph with a strange gaze.

Joseph Jr. was much better than the interns, and his doubts only lasted for a moment, and he immediately understood what Brooklyn was thinking.

"I didn't!" Little Joseph shouted

"I didn't go out, I never went out without permission during working hours." Originally, he had a leave record, but that time he asked for leave and Brooklyn passed happily because the next day was supposed to be a weekend, and he didn't go to work.

He asked for a loneliness. Listening to Joseph Jr.'s arguments, Brooklyn will be skeptical. Just as Joseph Jr. was grief-stricken and ready to prove that he had only eaten a bowl of cold noodles by caesarean section, the phone rang in Brooklyn.

Glancing at the number, Brooklyn's expression became serious, and he waved at Joseph Jr., signaling that he could go, and then answered the phone.

"We have disclosed the abnormal employment relationship between the Vitrakvi Labs and the deceased, as well as the relationship between Raropurni Vitrak and the Vitrakvi Labs." The call is from Chandler Kane.

He's here to report the results. Yesterday, on his way home from NYPD headquarters, Brooklyn came up with the idea of getting the District Attorney's Office to publish the results of the investigation, putting things in the light and using the excuses of the investigation to drag the Pence Nortons to the end.

"Okay, I got it." Brooklyn said and hung up. He was curious about how Frank had submitted Chandler Kane, but given the current situation, he was not able to investigate or ask casually.

Shaking his head, Brooklyn had just opened a document when the phone rang again. This time it was Anne Aldington calling.

"Brooklyn, Mark Mee is coming to New York this weekend!" As soon as the phone was connected, Anne Aldington was heard.