Heather Gerken has done it all, but that doesn't mean the Yale affair is over. In the past, Brooklyn was ready to let the research team be a 'pick-up man', and the anger after the failure of the takeover proposal, now that Yale is rushing to give it a chance, Brooklyn is a little sorry for Heather Gerken's expectations if he doesn't grasp it.

On the way back, Brooklyn struck up a call with Burke Forsman. Brooklyn demanded a change in tactics and a cessation of all action against Yale.

At this time, Yale was immersed in a sea of joy brought by victory. The fall of Heather Gerken does not seem to have had much of an impact.

The Yale Board of Regents is running as usual, and the representative solemnly promised in front of the media that Heather Gerken has and only one and that something like this will never happen to Yale again.

The students fall into an because the dean, Heather Gerken, is sent in by them, and in addition to the sense of accomplishment of justice, there is also the pleasure of a subtle offense.

The opposition is also partying, and Heather Gerken has finally been killed, and they can already foresee the future of their all.

It would be brilliant. In this case, Brooklyn, of course, did not bother Yale and took the initiative to wake them up from their sweet dreams.

Not only did he not wake them up, but Brooklyn also wanted them to 'sleep' a little longer, to 'sleep' a little deeper.

The deeper and deeper they 'sleep', the more the pot is carried on its back. First and foremost was the empty check that the opposition waved to win over neutrals.

By this time, Harvard had joined forces with Stanford to basically establish a political alliance for everything big or small. Later, the dean of Stanford also went to Boston once to show his attention.

It is said that Anthony has been in poor health recently, and the continuous high-intensity work has made this healthy old man a little unbearable.

Fortunately, everything in the general direction has been determined, and only some trivial things remain, which are estimated to be completely finished within a week.

In this case, the Yale opposition took the blank check from Brooklyn and came to Harvard to cash it.

These people were received not by Anthony, who was in charge of the political alliance, but by Burke Forsman. Burke Forsman, "Don't worry, we've reserved a seat for the Yale brothers" and "just come here," forcibly put an end to the early contact between the Yale people and the political alliance.

Then he prevaricated on the grounds that "Yale doesn't have a clear dean yet" and "maybe you should choose a leader first."

At this point, the opposition has a vague sense that something doesn't seem to be right. Harvard was not as enthusiastic as expected, and it was not as affectionate as Brooklyn described.

An opposition member couldn't resist calling Brooklyn. When Brooklyn received the call, he was wandering the streets like Harrison headless flies, looking for a fabled dessert shop.

Heather Gerken said that there was no dessert shop at all, there was a shop under construction. Brooklyn asked several of the surrounding shops and learned that there used to be a dessert shop on the street, but it closed early this year.

Some said that the store was closed, but others said that the store had moved to a larger store.

"Just go buy him some." Brooklyn gave up on the search and ordered Harrison. Harrison pulled over to the side of the road and trotted into a dessert shop to shop, and Brooklyn slowly pulled out his phone and answered the call that he had hung up n times.

"Brooklyn, your promise was true, right?" Hearing the question on the other side, Brooklyn wondered

"You are?" The other side hurriedly introduced himself, and then asked again. Brooklyn immediately became enthusiastic

"Of course, are you in Boston? What did Burke say? The other side recounted the conversation that Burke Forsman had had with them.

Brooklyn pondered for a moment and said

"In the whole process of forming the political alliance, Yale didn't have any strength at all. Other organizations, even if they do not provide the organizational capacity and venue like Harvard, at least participated in the formulation and discussion of their charters and so on. ”

"Well, you can make some contributions and plug other people's mouths, so that we can attract you to join." The opposition is not really stupid, but the huge interests of the present attract all their attention, so that they cannot see the way.

Brooklyn didn't completely fool the opposition when he said that.

"It's not the same as saying yes. We've gotten rid of Heather Gerken, and as you promised, we should join the Alliance. ”

"Getting rid of Heather Gerken is an internal matter for you at Yale, but how can it be said that you have contributed to the process of eliminating opposition and unifying your position?" Brooklyn said unhurriedly.

"And you haven't even elected a leader now, how can you join?"

"I'm not embarrassing you, Heather Gerken can't talk about this as a contribution, right?" Speaking kung fu, Harrison had already come out of the dessert shop with a bag.

Brooklyn craned her neck and looked at Harrison. The car started and drove towards the Metropolitan Prison.

"So, as the recent press law bill is coming to an end, we have been in charge of it before, and now we have to prepare for the first election of the political coalition, and we are really weak. I'll pass it on to you. ”

"We've done the preliminary work for the proposal, all that's left is an open debate, convincing the legislators, and then we can vote on it. It's not too simple. Don't say my words don't count! Brooklyn admonished, a little unhappily.

On the surface, Harvard did most of the early stage of the proposal work, and almost all the difficult parts that required money and energy were done by Harvard, and now, as Brooklyn said, it only needs to open the debate to persuade the congressmen, and then wait for the results of the vote.

It's almost the equivalent of Harvard spending the spring and summer tending to the land, only to wait until the fall, when it suddenly cedes the power to harvest the crops to Yale.

It's normal to be unhappy!

"Our research team at Harvard has been following up since the first word of the proposal was typed, and you can contact them." This sounds like a reluctant reluctance to give up the right to harvest crops and try to mix in the foot.

The opposition on the opposite side immediately agreed. They thought it was compensation given to Brooklyn after they broke it.

After hanging up the phone, Brooklyn couldn't help but mutter, 'Idiot,' and dialed Burke Forsman again.

Inform him that the Yale opposition has just applied to be 'blamed', and that it can choose to make the change of the main party responsible for the proposal public at the next meeting of the political coalition, and even bring in Yale people to participate in the meeting.

It's time to take Harvard out. With Burke Forsman, the Metropolitan Prison has arrived.

Last time, the captain and the warden were at the door. It's only been a week since the last visit, and a lot has happened.

With Brooklyn to say hello, the prison was quickly well funded, and the warden was very happy.

After greeting the warden, Brooklyn is led by the captain to meet with Heather Gerken. It's still the last meeting room, and it's still familiar and free.

Heather Gerken looks even fatter. Brooklyn dropped the dessert on the table, and the dessert slid some distance down the road, where it was grabbed by Heather Gerken.

Opening the paper bag and glancing at it, Heather Gerken thanked Brooklyn

"Thank you." With that, he began to dig out. I don't know what's wrong, but Heather Gerken likes to take out all the food, fill the table, and eat it again.

Heather Gerken took two bites and frowned

"It's not the same dessert shop I talked about last time."

"The store moved away." Brooklyn explained. Heather Gerken nodded, accepted the explanation, and continued to eat with her head down.

Brooklyn asked, describing what happened next at Harvard

"If it were you, what would you do?" Heather Gerken shook his head as he shook his fork

"The trap is too obvious."

"When did you become so generous? The proposal for the press law is such a big thing, and it doesn't make sense to say that it will be handed over to others. Brooklyn silently jotted it down.

That's why he came to visit Heather Gerken, and why Heather Gerken was sure that Brooklyn would bring him dessert.

Brooklyn needs an opponent who is on the opposite side and smart enough to help him fill in the gaps.

Anthony and Burke are fine, but they are Harvard mindsets. Brooklyn needs a completely out-of-the-box thinking to think about things.

Heather Gerken is the perfect candidate. Brooklyn ensured his safety, ensured his prison life was comfortable, and he provided Brooklyn with reflections on hostile positions.

This was the last time they met, the two had an unspoken deal. Brooklyn asked a few more questions, and Heather Gerken gave her opinion on each one.

The dessert is almost finished. Heather Gerken finally picked up a piece of cake and, instead of eating it, asked

"Can I bring it back?"

"Give my roommate a taste."

"I love this new roommate you gave me."

"Two days ago, I was blocked in the bathroom, and the niggers got their eye on my ass, but the guard who brought you there showed up just in time. Otherwise, you might have to visit me in the hospital. ”

"Your release time is staggered with the other prisoners, and the release location is not the same, how can you be stuck in the bathroom?" Brooklyn didn't take it as a trivial matter, but frowned and asked seriously.

Heather Gerken's fingers twirled around the little cake, not caring about the authenticity

"Ah, letting off the wind is letting off the wind, taking a bath is taking a bath, and we're still together in the bath."

"Don't worry, I don't have this hobby, maybe I'll have it later...... At least not yet. They have given me time to adjust and avoid unnecessary contact. ”

"You'd better be honest." Brooklyn gave Heather Gerken a deep look and warned

"If you honestly keep the status quo, I'll let you live until the day you don't want to live."

"But if you're not honest yourself...... Heather Gerken, I'll send you back to New Haven. Heather Gerken's words sounded like nothing at first glance, but they seemed to be an oversight on the part of the prison that had only cut him off from the other inmates, forgetting that bathing time was a dangerous time when accidents were more likely than to let out the air.

After a near-crisis crisis, the prison noticed the loophole and has now closed it.

Even the reason why the warden didn't mention it to Brooklyn when he was outside was ready-made - Brooklyn asked the warden to take care of Heather Gerken, only to have an accident in just a week, and the warden was embarrassed to mention it.

Anyway, it was just a close accident, and there was no real problem, and the warden thought that more things were better than less...... Reasons can pop up on their own in an instant.

The whole thing seems to be just that. But it still alarmed Brooklyn. Heather Gerken's abilities are taught in Brooklyn.

It sounds like there could be another version of this, and one that Brooklyn prefers to believe—Heather Gerken took advantage of Brooklyn's care for him and deliberately ran out during shower time to risk his life.

He did this just to talk to the warden. Communicate with the prison warden, there will be a first time, there will be a second time, and then there will be countless times.

It is important to impress the warden for the first time. Heather Gerken's abilities are there. In the future, if the warden encounters any trouble, even accidental trouble, Heather Gerken happens to provide a solution to help the warden solve the trouble.

After coming and going, the warden began to run into trouble, and subconsciously thought of Heather Gerken. The warden became dependent on Heather Gerken.

The warden became a toy controlled by Heather Gerken. Brooklyn won't allow that to happen.

Hearing Brooklyn's warning, Heather Gerken asked as he turned the cake

"Can I take it with me?"

"My roommate has been locked up for 28 years and hasn't tasted this yet." Brooklyn nodded

"Absolutely."

"I hope your roommate is okay and can always be your roommate."

"About 20 days ago, I recommended the detention of a prisoner who had made a fuss in court during the hearing, asking no one to communicate with him and keeping him in a detention cell that was inconfined to outside sounds."

"Today I heard that the prisoner was not in good condition and was taken to the hospital for emergency treatment. This is his third self-defeating attempt. He offered to see me. ”

"Originally, I planned to lock him up for a year, but now I plan to hear what he has to say first."

"I've heard that there are also punishments for disobedient prisoners in prison, Heather Gerken, how long do you think you can last? Twenty days? Or thirty days? Heather Gerken took the cake and did not speak.

Brooklyn knocked on the table and turned to leave. The captain leaned against the door, saw Brooklyn come out, and hurriedly resumed his upright posture.

Brooklyn glanced at the captain and nodded slightly. Coming to the warden's office, Brooklyn warns the warden to beware of Heather Gerken's trap, and seeing that the warden is unimpressed, Brooklyn sneers

"Why don't you call in your number one subordinate and ask what he has done to Heather Gerken?" He dared to speak to the warden because he could be manipulated by him at any time.

And the reason why he spoke to the warden like this was to let the warden hold the captain who knew the sense of proportion and distance last time.

Heather Gerken promised not to do anything, and Brooklyn believed him, but that didn't mean it was just that.