"Mr. Director, it is rumored that the police officer who carried out the arrest is your son Danny Regan, and he has had a previous exchange of fire with the suspect and is also an eyewitness in this case, can you confirm this?"

A black reporter from Channel 14 asked a barrage of questions that made Frank Regan, who was wearing sunglasses, frown.

"I can't." He replied succinctly with one word.

"Are you worried about that evil gang force that is good at intimidating witnesses and even killing people?" Another reporter asked.

"No, it won't." It's still the same word.

Frank Reagan didn't talk at length about the NYPD's fearless threats or anything like that, he had already sacrificed a son for the city, and it would be impossible to say that he didn't have the slightest fear.

But the reality is that he, as the protector of the city, he can't afford to show the slightest weakness.

"When will the indictment be formally filed?" Someone in the audience continued to ask questions.

This question really stopped Director Reagan, and it is the prosecutor's job to file a prosecution, and it has nothing to do with the NYPD.

"Leave the following questions to me." Lyle Greeney, who was standing beside him, bowed slightly.

Frank Reagan raised his eyebrows, didn't say anything, just stood aside and gave up the small podium to the other party.

"I'm Narcotics Special Attorney Lyle Greeney."

One of the ways up the ladder for prosecutors is to go into politics, and there is no prosecutor who doesn't like to be exposed in public, and dealing with media reporters is their basic skill, and it can be heard that this prosecutor is very good at this.

"First of all, I would like to thank the New York Police Department for its outstanding performance in the arrest of Raimondo Salazar, and as for the prosecution, we look forward to the vote of Officer Danny Reagan after the latter's testimony before the grand jury this Wednesday afternoon."

Is there something wrong with this thing's brain? Jack glanced at Erin beside him in surprise, and the two NO of Frank Reagan in front of him said in vain, this guy sold Danny directly as soon as he came on stage.

What is the difference between this and the behavior of the Seris media in the past when they directly played the image of the anti-narcotics police without censoring?

Whether it is speculation or rumors, it is all unofficial behavior, and now this product is said in front of many media, which is equivalent to directly giving official certification.

"That's all for today, thank you." Sure enough, Frank Regan's beard was so angry that he unceremoniously stepped forward and directly interrupted Lyle Greeney's later words, ending this brief press conference.

This special prosecutor is a bit hypocritical, he was still solemnly reminding Danny to beware of Raimondo Salazar, and now he has sold him, which can only be said to be worthy of being a politician reserve.

In contrast, Erin Regan, the assistant prosecutor, made a much better impression on Jack, and the reason why she clashed with Danny in the previous case of the copper smelter was also from the perspective of fear that the criminal could not be brought to justice.

Everyone walked out of the temporary press conference together, Frank Regan helped the sunglasses on his face, looked straight ahead, and said quietly to Lyle Greeney, who was a little ugly because he was forcibly interrupted from speaking,

"Your sensationalist statement completely exposes the identity of the witness, which is very unprofessional."

"I'm sorry for that." Lyle Greeney stopped, saying apologies, but his expression was a little disapproving, and there was a little less respect in his tone.

"I understand your sensitivity to this matter, after all, Danny is your son."

Frank Regan also stopped, and turned to look at him with a grim face, "It has nothing to do with Danny's identity, no matter which of my police officers, I am especially sensitive when they are in danger. ”

Lyle Greeney's face changed slightly, Frank Reagan is also the head of a bureau in charge of tens of thousands of police, lost to the European Middle Ages, a feudal lord with tens of thousands of armed forces, it is not too much to call a king.

When this kind of superior person's momentum was pressed, this guy's breathing couldn't help but stagnate, and he subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his posture suddenly lowered a lot, and he defended himself in a low voice,

"But the reporter just said it."

"Yes, but I didn't confirm it, I have reason to believe that the news didn't leak from our side, but from yours." Frank Reagan pointed a finger at him, didn't say anything more, and turned away.

Erin, who was following her father, glanced at Lyle Greeney as she passed by him.

Jack sees this little conflict in his eyes, and returns to Danny's office thoughtfully, where he is sitting face-to-face with his female partner, Jackie, and the table is piled up with various papers.

"What are you up to?" The case was successfully concluded, and Jack was in a good mood, already wondering if he would take advantage of Hannah's absence this weekend to go back to Los Angeles, and he hadn't consulted his dear Professor Maureen for homework for a long time.

In a few months, he will officially study for a master's degree under Maureen's name, and it is very important to have a good teacher-student relationship.

"As for the documents, even if I testify in court, these evidentiary materials, including forensic reports, ballistic trace tests and other documents, must be prepared."

Danny yawned, dutifully stance.

"Look at this, remember when Sylvia mentioned that Raimondo Salazar has a right-hand man named Lupino?"

He pulled up a file, "My full name is Giorgio Lupino, and I have a lot of case records, but guess what?" The witnesses all retracted their confessions. ”

"Wow, that's amazing." Jegi was also infected by this guy's yawn, followed several hits, got up and poured herself a cup of coffee, and then waved her hand to chase away.

"Leave this to me, you two big boys find a smoking room to do bad things, just be careful not to set the police station on fire."

"Dear Jay, I really don't know how to live without you." Danny pulled open a drawer at the bottom of his desk, fumbled in it for a long time, found an oak humidor, and shook it at Jack like a treasure.

"Stolen from the old man."

After enjoying a fancy Cuban cigar with Danny, Jack looked out the window at the dark night and prepared to get up and say goodbye, "Are you sure you won't leave the police station tonight?" ”

Danny waved his hand, "You go back and rest, I'll order a pizza and make do in the lounge at night"

Before he could finish his sentence, the phone suddenly rang, "Danny Regan, what do you mean?"

Jack stopped to get out of the house and turned to look at him.

Danny raised his hand and looked at the time of his watch, his expression was a little confused, and continued, "No, no, don't bother, I'll call her Yes, yes, I'm just done, just go pick her up, thank you." ”

Seeing him hang up the phone, Jack hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Danny frowned, "The officer who went to pick up Linda said she wasn't at home and there shouldn't be any problem, I'll call her cell phone and try it." ”

Jack's heart suddenly chuckled, and he said in his heart not to make any extraneous branches at this time.

But the next moment, Danny dialed Linda's mobile phone, and before the two of them could breathe a sigh of relief, a man's oily voice came from the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Detective."

"Who are you?" Danny's face changed slightly, but there was still a hint of luck in his heart.

"I'm your nightmare."

"Let Linda answer the phone!" Danny struggled to keep his voice down.

"She can't answer the phone right now until you decide you won't testify against Salazar at the grand jury hearing."

The call over there continued, and at the same time, Jack, who sensed that something was wrong, had already called Jubal, "Help me track down the number below, I need to know the current location of this phone immediately, 100,000 urgent." ”

Then he patted Danny on the shoulder and said silently, "Stall." ”

"Let my wife answer the phone, I need to know how she is doing." Danny's eyes were reddened, and his breathing became slightly heavy.

"Don't try to play any tricks, my friend, your wife is pretty and you better do what I say, or you'll only see a beautiful corpse again, and don't try to find her, we know everything you're doing."

As the phone was hung up, Danny covered his mouth in pain, and there was nowhere to vent his anger, not even to scream, because he didn't dare let anyone know about it.

"Go directly to your father's house, make sure the two children are safe, follow me, and don't let anyone see anything wrong." Jack pulled Danny and walked out of the smoking room.

(End of chapter)