Brooklyn has never underestimated its opponents, let alone opponents of Heather Gerken's level. After perceiving that he still harbored signs of unwillingness, he immediately took measures to completely extinguish this little hope.

What he said to Heather Gerken was not to scare anyone, and if Heather Gerken did not take him lightly, he would take away all the benefits except for the removal of safety and security, and let him die in a prison riot when the news passed.

He had to let Heather Gerken know unequivocally that he was alive now, not because of how much he was worth, but because Brooklyn wanted him to live.

Heather Gerken slowly raised her head and stared straight at Brooklyn, her face no longer lacking her previous stubbornness and nonchalance.

The fat that had disappeared on the sides of his cheeks seemed to return, his bright eyes were still bright, and his expression was very serious.

Brooklyn sat across from him, staring at him with a calm look in his eyes. He felt that he could clearly see the mood change of anger, humiliation, and resignation in Heather Gerken's eyes, and her bright eyes seemed to be completely darkened.

Heather Gerken lowered his head, took the pen, opened the notebook, and began to write, and beautiful letters were generated under his pen, connecting them into names.

The names were connected like chains, holding him firmly. Brooklyn didn't say anything, and sat there silently watching Heather Gerken write the list.

In the entire meeting room, only the rustle of the tip of a pen across the paper, and occasionally the sound of conversation and laughter could be faintly heard from outside, but it was not really what was being said outside.

Heather Gerken no matter what his plans are, he wants to turn the tables, and the only two things to rely on are himself and the people who support him outside.

Now Brooklyn is forcing him to give up the people who support him outside, which not only breaks his desire to escape and make a comeback, but also hits his self-confidence hard.

The average person would probably be devastated in such a situation, after all, it seems to be a desperate death.

Whether Heather Gerken will despair, Brooklyn doesn't quite know. He looks desperate now, but it's hard to say how long that despair will last.

He was only disheartened at his own doorstep, and in just a few days, he had already developed the captain of the prison guards into his own.

After Brooklyn took out his newfound 'power,' he started exercising again to stay fit.

This kind of tenacious spirit like Xiaoqiang makes it hard for Brooklyn to believe that he will really despair. But Brooklyn is not in a hurry, New York is his territory, everything about Heather Gerken is under his 'care', even if he will forget it when he is busy in the future, he also told Bob early to continue to 'take care' of Heather Gerken.

As time passes, Heather Gerken will have fewer and fewer cards to play, and eventually even if he does not despair, the reality has become a desperate situation.

People are forgetful. Even if these people on Heather Gerken's current list support him for some reason, in three years, five years, eight years, and ten years, Heather Gerken will not be able to maintain his feelings and interests, and those who support him will forget him.

After about ten minutes, Heather Gerken stopped writing, he put the pen in his notebook, threw it on the table, took the cup of 'cow' and gurgled it, without saying a word, got up and walked out of the meeting room.

Since no matter how low your voice is, you can't fool Brooklyn, there's no need to continue to practice yourself.

Brooklyn picked up the notebook on the table, flipped it open, took it into his arms, and turned to leave. ………… New York seems to be calm lately, but it doesn't seem so calm.

The people of the city hall are so anxious that they still can't win the trust of the people, and the government officials are diligent every day, like old scalpers, getting up early and working greedily at night, but with little success.

This is in stark contrast to the NYpd. Frank Reagan became a celebrity in New York, and the NYpd once again accelerated the pace of the 'clean-up' operation, which was different from before, and this time there were still troubles of one kind or another, and as the operation progressed, the operation itself became smoother and smoother.

But that doesn't mean the NYpd is completely restless. With the completion of the amazing reversal of the NYpd's reputation, the issues that the Frank four had previously discussed at the barbecue restaurant began to emerge.

First and foremost is the emotional problems of police officers. Asking police officers to provide better and better services to the public will inevitably make police officers feel wronged.

Reality is not a fairy tale world, and not everyone is healthy and sunny and understands universal values. While the NYpd operation is going well, the number of complaints against police officers has also increased significantly.

In just half a month, the number of complaints exceeded the sum of the past year. Most of these are, of course, false accusations, but they do not exclude genuine complaints.

This requires a lot of effort from NYpd to screen them one by one. In this kind of juncture that is reversing word of mouth, even a genuine complaint can be let go of all previous efforts.

It is inevitable to ask the person concerned about the situation of the person concerned when screening complaints. It's okay once or twice, but if you have a good temper and are sensible, you will feel aggrieved and impatient.

At present, Frank is studying whether there is a better policy that can restrain the quality of police officers and the people, but there is no result yet.

Brooklyn felt that he was white research. The public and the police are two completely opposite and mutually restraining forces in this.

Either side is strong, and the other is bound to oppress. Only by skillfully mastering the balance and maintaining the intensity of both sides at that delicate balance point can the scene be balanced and achieve both restraint and self-restraint.

Want to solve this problem through the system? I'm afraid it's not a joke. But he didn't need to worry about it for the time being.

What he's worried about now is his wedding. With things on track in New York and Boston, Brooklyn was finally able to focus on her wedding.

He picked a sunny afternoon and dialed David's phone. Due to the well-known NYpd operation, most of the criminals hiding in New York have already fled the city, and most of the remaining ones are ready to hibernate cats, but there are also a small number of madmen or geniuses who have gone the opposite way and deliberately provoked during the critical period of NYpd's vigorous rectification.

Criminals commit crimes for a variety of reasons, but most of them are crimes of passion, impulsive, and emotional.

This kind of criminal will leave a lot of clues for the police, and it is also the best type to arrest. However, those who stayed in New York and were still provocative against the NYpd, there were very few crimes of passion.

If crime is compared to an industry, a criminal of passion is like a newcomer to the industry, and few can 'endure hardship'.

It is not easy to be a passionate prisoner who can survive the 'novice period'. Similarly, in New York, where the government and the police ordered the law and order to clean up the law and order environment, as long as the IQ is normal, everyone knows that there is no room for the crime industry in this city.

Therefore, those who remain are confident in their own abilities, and the 'masters' in the crime industry.

David's opponents were these people. These people are dangerous, paranoid, highly intelligent, logical, and perceptive.

The house where David used to live has long been rotten by these people, and now David lives in the NYpd headquarters.

Brooklyn knew about David's situation, so he didn't bother him, and the two hadn't spoken to each other for a long, long, long time.

The phone was connected, and Brooklyn directly explained his intention and invited David to be his chief best man. David's tired voice immediately became happy.

"Of course! Absolutely! David agreed, asked for the date several times, and asked about the best man's suit, and Brooklyn told him that he was going to invite Ray and another colleague to join the groomsmen's group, and they could contact each other themselves.

David asked for Jerry's phone and asked about Ray's phone again.

"Didn't you contact him either?" Brooklyn asked.

"Nope. The previous contact details are no longer useful. It was as if he had suddenly vanished from the world. Brooklyn thought for a moment

"I'll try to get in touch, and I'll tell you when I do." The two ended the call, and without waiting for Brooklyn to dial, Joseph Jr. called inexplicably.

As soon as they connected, they heard little Joseph chirping and asking Brooklyn why he didn't invite him to be his best man, Jerry could do it, he must be more competent.

Brooklyn doesn't know where this thing came from with more confidence than Jerry, but he can tell that he got the news from Jerry.

This gave Brooklyn a bit of a headache, and under the bombardment of Joseph Jr.'s chatter, Brooklyn could only temporarily agree to let him join the groomsmen temporarily, but the final decision depended on the follow-up.

Little Joseph changed the topic with satisfaction, and then chattered about what style of dress he should wear, how far in advance he would come to New York to prepare, and asked if Brooklyn needed a housekeeper to help with it, and who the groomsmen were, and if he could get acquainted with the other groomsmen first.

Little Joseph gives people a youthful air on his face, and every word in his words seems to be full of enthusiasm.

Talking to him made Brooklyn's gloomy mood change a lot better. Joseph Jr. was about to inquire about the current situation of the people in Court No. 9 one by one, but Brooklyn hung up the phone impatiently.

Rubbing his forehead, which was noisy by Joseph Jr., Brooklyn pulled out a string of numbers from his notebook and dialed them back.

The number was a phone number left by Ray and was said to be able to reach him urgently. But apparently, this string of numbers is not as magical as Ray said, and Brooklyn can't dial at all...... This made Brooklyn a little more worried about Ray's safety.

Ray has been missing for a long time. He sold the house they had bought. Brooklyn had asked Harrison to check the room, it was empty, the gun room on the third floor was still there, but there were no guns and bullets left, the utility room was still there, and the medical supplies prepared inside were gone.

As David said, it was as if the thunder had completely evaporated from the human world, and they didn't know anything about whether it was dead or alive, good or bad.

After thinking about it, Brooklyn took the initiative to contact Mark Milai. In any country, it is actually very difficult to find a person.

Brooklyn can only try to mobilize the connections around him and do his best. He also had to choose carefully to avoid the news leaking out and harming the thunder.

Mark Millay wasn't the best option, and he probably didn't have a good past with Ray...... But Brooklyn really didn't want too many people to know about Ray.

Mark Milley has been living a nourishing life in New York lately, and he seems to have retired early, walking his dog, fishing, or participating in some messy club every day, and then earning tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of dollars while talking and laughing.

During this time, his fortune was expanded spectacularly. Indeed, as Brooklyn calculated, Mark Meille moved his fortune to New York.

He seems to have lost his enterprising spirit, and just wants to die of old age in New York. Brooklyn even heard that Mark Millay had set aside half a floor of space in that large villa, bought his own tools, and decorated and dressed up little by little, ready to be used as a nursery.

It is said that he intended that all the furniture in the baby room would be made by himself. Brooklyn thinks he's really crazy.

When the phone was connected, there was no human voice, but a buzzing cutting sound. It was about a dozen seconds before Mark Milai's voice was mixed with the sound of cutting.

"Hah! Brooklyn, what's the matter? "There was a cutting sound and a talking sound on the phone, mixed together, and I couldn't really hear it.

Brooklyn frowned

"Mark, you'd better find a quiet place."

"Wait a minute." There was a faint echo from the buzzing of cutting, followed by a shrill hum.

The sound lasted for about two or three minutes, during which time Brooklyn waited quietly and did not rush.

Finally, the hum stopped, and Mark Milai's voice rang out.

"Haha! Brooklyn, what happened, how did you remember to call me? Brooklyn didn't answer immediately, but asked

"What are you doing?"

"Crib." Mark Millai's voice was filled with joy and ostentation

"I downloaded the video on the Internet, and I made it to the video, and it looks good, and I'm sure he will like it." Brooklyn took a deep breath and said

"Listen Mark, I don't care how your nursery is built, but please don't forget about business!"

"For me, that's the right thing." Mark Milai's voice was no longer joyful, and he said-for-tat.

Brooklyn was silent for a moment

"You haven't given me any news all of October."

"Do you think it's something easy to do?" Mark Milai snorted.

"Do you have any news?" Brooklyn asked. Mark Milai didn't answer immediately, and there was a sound of squirming things, and then Mark Milai's voice sounded again.

"The military is trying to reach the justices." His tone was unfriendly. But Brooklyn didn't care, and his attention was immediately drawn to the news provided by Mark Mee.

"Contact the Chancellor? What are they going to do? Brooklyn asked. Within minutes of the call, Brooklyn changed his mind.

He wasn't going to ask Mark Mie to help contact Ray anymore.

"I don't know, the nine justices, they're all trying to get in touch, but it doesn't seem to be working well. I suspect that what they need to do to contact the justices is what they want you to do. When it came to business, Mark Milai put away his dissatisfaction.