Ray was. Of course, before I got angry, I was frightened. Brooklyn had only been chased out for less than three minutes when gunshots were heard outside, how could he not be frightened.

When it was confirmed that Brooklyn and Anne were safe and sound, Ray reacted and jumped to his feet in anger. The police were quick and it took less than five minutes to arrive at the scene.

This may also have something to do with the fact that the gunshots were too loud. Leaving the scene to the police, Brooklyn, Ray and Anne didn't even take notes, and went straight home.

"I'm serious, Annie." After another tone, Brooklyn raised his phone, signaling that he had something to deal with, and deliberately fell a few steps behind.

The first call was to Frank. A brief description of the circumstances of his attack. The second call was to Winston, and in addition to informing him of his ordeal, he also told him to stay safe.

The third call was made to Mark Milai.

"Someone just shot at me and Anne, in your name." After the call was answered, Brooklyn said.

"I proposed to Anne and we'll be having a wedding soon. Mark, we'll talk about the future when we have time. ”

"A wise choice." Mark Meaille didn't say a word about their attack, but smiled when he heard Brooklyn show that he wanted to cooperate.

"No one but me can help you keep New York." He's right. Now New York is surrounded by wolves, and the military and Harvard have joined forces to solve it, but this is not a one-and-done method, and everything they get in Brooklyn in the future needs to be guarded by themselves.

Brooklyn will hardly get any support from Harvard until Burke is kicked out of Harvard, so in order to keep New York, Brooklyn will have to find a strong enough backer in the meantime.

Mark Meelly stood up 'thoughtfully' and said he could help Brooklyn forever and keep everything.

It's never forever debatable, and temporary overdoing is a good option. Although it is not yet known what Mark Mee's ultimate goal is, the search for excesses is imminent, and Brooklyn can only choose to cooperate first.

"Is Anne really your daughter?" After a moment of silence, Brooklyn asked. Mark Milai didn't answer directly, he asked in turn

"Do you really love Anne?"

"I don't know." Brooklyn said

"If you have a request for that, that's another price."

"Anne is my daughter." Mark Millaine paused and smiled

"Look, I'm more honest than you."

"I was told not long ago that politicians' candor is all about bigger conspiracies." Brooklyn said.

"I'm not a politician, I'm a soldier." Mark Mi corrected. Brooklyn smiled

"Military politicians are even more terrible."

"At least the military will not betray their allies." Mark Milley said solemnly

"And the military respects the strong."

"I hope you are a qualified soldier."

"I hope you're an unqualified politician." Mark Mie replied. After getting down to business, Brooklyn asked

"Don't you have anything to explain about this attack?"

"Explain what?"

"The gunman said to me, 'Greetings to you, General,' and guess who I was thinking?"

"What I want is cooperation, not killing you." Mark Milai added

"And there's Anne there."

"But the only thing I can think of is that you have the ability." Brooklyn glanced back at the eucalyptus field, surrounded by police cars and police

"The gunmen weren't there to kill us either. If that's the case, you'll have to talk to me in the morgue about cooperation. ”

"It doesn't have to be like this, Brooklyn." Mark Milai said helplessly

"Everyone knows you're in a tough situation, but there's no need to bite everyone like a mad dog. Recently, your reputation has not been very good, and the things you have done online have aroused the disgust of some people, and some of the things you have done in reality have aroused the disgust of another part of the people. They don't like you being disobedient like that. ”

"Do you mean gangsters?" Brooklyn simply got the word straight

"Gunners are professionals, at least not amateurs who go to a gun shop and buy a gun and feel that they can do anything. With Frank here, the New York gangsters didn't dare to do anything to us. The only thing I can think of is your bodyguards, or is there someone inside you who betrays me? Mark Millaine glanced back at his bodyguard

"My bodyguards are all there for me, and we should be driving a black van, not a van scrawled like. Obviously, this is the style of the gangsters. ”

"The gunman wants to disguise himself as a gangster, not a gangster." Brooklyn said firmly, and then counted several well-known gangsters in New York, and said their characteristics and styles one by one, and finally said

"None of this is like." Seeing that Mark Milai didn't speak, Brooklyn said directly

"Mark, you'd better investigate this matter, I still have a lot of things to deal with, I don't have time to pay attention to these little thieves, if I am unfortunately killed in the process, Frank and Winston will know how to do it, but trust me, you must not like what they do."

"Are you relying on me?" Mark Millay asked dissatisfied.

"You can think so." Brooklyn nodded

"Alright, you can take care of it, I'm going to comfort Anne and contact the others."

"Didn't you think that it was those losers who were unwilling to be banned and jumped over the wall?" Mark Milai asked.

"You take care of it." Brooklyn repeated

"I don't even bother to look at the losers. Waste of time. Actually, Brooklyn's guess is similar to that of Mark Mee.

With the addition of outside forces, the end of Pence Norton is already sealed. Whoever wins the battle for New York will be swept into the dustbin of history.

They don't matter anymore. Chase out the outsiders, and Brooklyn and his allies will clean up the Burns Nortons.

Perhaps some of the smart, but not smart enough Pence Norton, had anticipated this and devised such a trick in a vain attempt to scare Brooklyn by intimidating him.

If it were Brooklyn, he wouldn't have pinned his hopes on scaring others, he would have just let the gunman kill him.

That's why it's said that this Pence Norton isn't smart enough. But at the same time, he's also smart because he's got the right entry point.

In the alliance of the military + New York local forces + Harvard, Brooklyn acts as a link, it is he who unites the three forces, and when he dies, the alliance will naturally fall apart.

Brooklyn didn't want to waste time on this, in addition to wanting to use Mark Mee's hands to clean up New York as soon as possible so that they wouldn't have too many sleepy nights, and the other reason was that they were understaffed.

Frank has made it clear that the NYPD will no longer be able to pull up the process, Winston will be in charge of the negotiations, and Brooklyn will be the bridge of communication, and the three of them will not be able to spare their hands at all.

Regardless, this is a trifle to Brooklyn. Mark Milai was very fast, and they had only arrived home shortly before Mark Milai had a result.

They guessed right, it was indeed the Burns Nortons who did it.

"I'll add that to the negotiations." Mark Milai said this and hung up the phone.

Dropping the phone, Brooklyn sat next to Anne and tried to comfort her, only to find that she was calmer than she was.

Brooklyn then remembered Anne's identity. Anne Aldington is a person who has worked her way up from the grassroots to the prosecutor, she is not a flower in a greenhouse, and in her past career, Anne has faced murderers, had shootouts with suspects, received professional training, and participated in many joint operations.

Anne has seen more shootouts than Brooklyn has ever seen. In today's small scene, how could she be so frightened that she hid in the arms of a man crying and shivering?

Thinking so, Brooklyn suddenly discovered that Anne had a lot of qualities to admire.

"They're coming for you. Brooklyn, you'd better not run around lately and stay safe. Before Brooklyn could speak, Anne had already taken the lead in analyzing.

"Shooting at a judge and a prosecutor in the street and intimidating them. This is a felony! Anne looked serious and took on the demeanor of a qualified prosecutor.

"I don't know what you're doing, but you'd better provide me with a list of suspects, it will help us identify the murderer, break the case as soon as possible, and ensure your safety."

"Someone is dealing with it." Brooklyn said

"It's okay, I know who it is, it won't happen again."

"Who?" Anne asked solemnly. Brooklyn hesitated, and instead of saying Mark Mee, he called Frank by name.

"He's more familiar with the New York gang." Brooklyn explained.

"Nope." Anne shook her head

"That's not the way the gangsters do things."

"The gunmen disguise themselves as gangsters and shoot at you, but neither the 'Greetings to the General' they leave behind nor their skilled gun control skills are something that gangsters can do. And as far as I know, there is not a single gang leader in New York with the nickname General. ”

"The guns they use aren't something that the gangsters can get their hands on casually."

"The most important thing is that you don't have a conflict with the gangsters. Gangsters don't assassinate judges. If they do, they will face extinction. Brooklyn began to think that Anne was a little too smart, and he thought about how to deal with Anne and turned to look at Ray.

Ray stood against the table, holding his arms, and rolled his eyes when he saw Brooklyn look over.

"Whatever you're doing, Brooklyn, you have to remember that you're a judge." Anne turned Brooklyn around and said solemnly

"Remember what you once said."

"Worthy of your robes." After saying that, Anne smiled, got up and kissed Brooklyn, and said

"I've got to go, there's something really wrong with this eucalyptus that I need to deal with." Walking to the door, Anne stopped and turned again

"Remember to take the ring next time."

"What?" Brooklyn looked up blankly. Anne chuckled and reached out and pointed at her finger, which was bare and empty.

She said

"You need a ring to propose." After speaking, he waved his hand at Brooklyn and left in style. Brooklyn turned his head blankly and looked at Ray.

Ray walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

"I swear, it's your business, I don't care anymore." Then he sat down beside Brooklyn and said solemnly

"We need to talk about your security, you can't be so ...... anymore"

"She agreed?" Brooklyn said suddenly. Ray stopped the topic and nodded with a complicated expression.

"She agreed!" Brooklyn repeated, standing up.

"She agreed!!" Brooklyn put his hands on Ray's shoulders and shouted at Ray with joy

"She agreed to my proposal! She agreed! ”

"Yes, yes, she agreed, remember to buy a wedding ring, then choose an elegant restaurant, buy a bouquet of roses, hide the ring in a bouquet, choose the right time, get down on one knee and ask her if she would like to marry you." Ray said helplessly.

"I'm getting married!" Brooklyn screamed, holding back her tears, screaming and jumping in excitement. Ray nodded helplessly, watching Brooklyn make a fuss.

Brooklyn shouted, shouted, and felt a wonderful sense of excitement rise from the bottom of her heart.

Then the whole body is warm, and the brain seems to be soaked in dopamine. Slowly, he sat back down on the couch.

She agreed. Brooklyn muttered

"I'm getting married." He looked out the window, his eyes a little melancholy, and a little dazed. Marriage, family, wife, and maybe children.

These were unfamiliar territory to him. He can betray others without any bottom line and fiercely compete for interests just as he handled the Harvard and New York crises, he can pull the banner without any psychological burden, puff himself up and scare others, and he can calmly clear up the chaotic situation, use his strength, and integrate resources.

But in the face of a completely unfamiliar field, he was a little scared, a little dazed, and a little expectant. He had even thought about what he would do when he had a child, what would he teach him?

How to play with the rules? How to fiddle with the law? Or how do you sell yourself or your allies for a good price?

Then he thought, what if the child is in danger? What if someone uses a child to threaten themselves?

What should I do if I encounter a campus bolt? What to do if you are bullied? What to do if you get sick? What should I do if I cry and get impatient?

Or what if you can't wait for your child to grow up and leave this world first? Finally, he thought of a very serious question: how much is his child worth?

Refer to Mark Mie? Brooklyn just sat there, sometimes smirking, sometimes frowning, sometimes looking hideous, completely immersed in her own fantasies, unable to extricate herself.

Ray watched Brooklyn's face change and sighed secretly. He didn't know if he was really wrong.

Maybe. If he hadn't deliberately said those words in the storage room for Anne to hear, Anne wouldn't have gone, Brooklyn wouldn't have chased him out, and naturally he wouldn't be in danger.

But does Brooklyn really love Anne Aldington? What percentage of the deal with that bastard of Mark Mee-lai is that?

How much is his sincerity? Even if it was his joy just now, how much was it because of Anne, and how much was it because of that old bastard of Mark Meelai?

When Anne can't help him much later, will he still be smiling as happily as he is today?

Ray didn't know.