Chapter 602 of the Agent of a American Comic: The story about Merto going to Los Angeles for three days and three days.

Mark smiled and sent the detective who was in charge of the disappearance of the Russell's little girl Elana to the door of the manor.

The detective turned around and looked at Mark, who was still smiling, and felt a chill rising in his heart.

He is very sure of one thing.

The disappearance of Jon and Robert brothers who are only ten years old this year are directly related to the director of the New York State FBI, who is considered to be a high-powered director of the entire country.

but……

He has no evidence.

This is very uncomfortable.

The most uncomfortable thing is not here.

He once regarded Mark as his idol.

Yes.

Mark Louis, who has solved numerous major and minor cases since he was engaged in law enforcement, has long become a spokesperson for justice walking on the ground in law enforcement agencies.

Even now.

Whether it is the Police Academy or the Federal Academy of Quantico, a considerable number of cases in Mark's law enforcement career have been selected into the classic case list and have become a must-read for countless new police officers and new agents...

And now?

The detective looked at the sky, and dark clouds covered the sky of Long Island.

quite a while.

The detective retracted his gaze and looked at Mark who was standing at the door of the manor with an approachable face, saying, "Director Louis, do you know? When I was training at the New York Police Academy, there was a classic case on your arrest of extrajudicial sanctioners."

Mark nodded and said, "You mean Chicago, that's together? We are law enforcement agencies. We have a judicial process to make judgments whether there are crimes or not. We cannot convict the so-called extrajudicial hero or some superhero. Otherwise, what should we do?"

The detective said: "So you still think extrajudicial sanctions are illegal?"

"Yes."

"You did the same?"

Mark looked at the little black policeman in front of him and laughed directly, then stretched out his right hand and said, "Goodbye, Detective Metto, I wish you to find these two missing children as soon as possible."

Detective Merto did not look at Mark's right hand, but looked at Mark with a burning gaze and said in a deep voice: "Director Louis did not answer my question."

Mark looked at the detective and narrowed his eyes slightly.

A good sense of justice.

Mark thought quietly and then took back his right hand and said lightly: "If you are a federal agent, I will answer, but you are not. I don't want to be questioned by the Superintendent of the Bureau tomorrow why I want to pry his corner."

Detective Merto's heart was completely cold.

really.

His suspicion is correct.

The disappearance case is indeed related to a state bureau chief of the FBI.

or……

It was this Director Mark Louis who intervened.

Less than half an hour after Mark appeared, Elana was found lying next to the railway track by the so-called Hell Kitchen kind-hearted man. Jon and Robert, who kidnapped Elana, evaporated directly from the earth. Until now, the whereabouts of two children who were only ten years old were not found.

Just a coincidence?

[There has never been a so-called coincidence in this world, or there is no right coincidence].

Detective Merto muttered this sentence.

Mark, who was standing at the door, said lightly: "I didn't expect that Detective Merto remembered the content of the only invitation speech I had at the Federal Academy."

This speech about coincidence was what Mark said when the newbies entered school when they invited him back at Federal Academy.

Detective Merto smiled and kept staring at the subtle expression on Mark's face, saying, "This sentence has become what we law enforcement officers must learn on the first day. With this sentence, we have solved many cases of difficult problems."

"Then congratulations." Mark said unsaltfully, then looked at the clock on his wrist and directly called Detective Metto and said, "Okay, I have a video conference to start later."

If you want to check it, check it out. What can Mark do if his legs are on someone else's body?

Chopped?

Said.

Mark walked towards the manor.

Just then.

“…wait, Director Louis.”

"Is there anything else? Detective Merto?" Mark turned around and stared at Detective Merto who was standing at the door of the manor and made accents in his tone.

Detective Merto looked at Mark, who was wearing a handsome suit and tie, and said in a deep voice: "I will find the truth about this case."

Mark nodded directly and said, "Yes, as a law enforcement officer, you should have such a belief. If you can solve this case, I promise you will become a new star in the New York police circle."

After saying that.

Mark snapped his fingers and hit him.

The iron railings of the manor instantly began to close towards the middle of the manor door.

With a bang.

The black detective, whose full name is Roger Metto, stood outside the guardrail and watched as Ma disappeared along the small section of the road, flashing with his expression...

quite a while.

Roger Merto clenched his fists and looked at the manor in front of him that he could not afford in his lifetime and took a deep breath.

[For our law enforcement agencies, the identity of the suspect is meaningless to us. We wear law enforcement uniforms to speak for the victims, not for the so-called powerful or politicians. So if you ask me if I have hesitated to arrest the governor of Connecticut at that time, I can answer you. I have no hesitation. As long as you commit a crime, don't expect you to be at ease...]

Detective Roger Merto muttered another speech written in the book that came from Mark's cracking of the murder of the Connecticut governor, and his eyes gradually became firmer as Mark's Manor looked at Mark's Manor.

Yes.

We speak for the victims.

Not for the powerful.

Not for politicians.

same.

Roger Merto looked at the thick upper and lower lip of the camera at the gate of the manor and said firmly: "Even if we don't speak for the FBI's state bureau chief."

After saying that.

Roger Merto turned around and sat in the police car that was driving today and left the place with a whimpering cry.

In the living room of the main building.

Mark couldn't help but feel a headache when he looked at Roger Merto's last words to himself.

This is a special one.

Is this considered myself cheating?

Mark thought to himself.

He has spoken words like these, and there are quite a few.

But why did this stupid guy take the blame?

He arrested the governor of Connecticut at that time because the guy's family business went bankrupt.

If the governor's family business is still like the climate where the governor just succeeded, Mark would have slapped his brain as a senior agent to arrest a governor who can sponsor more than a dozen members of Congress with money?

Mark is not a fool.

But now?

Mark was helpless.

Just when Mark was having a headache, Kate, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly put down the newspaper in his hand and spoke to Mark: "Don't you think about letting this detective disappear."

Mark was stunned and then turned black: "Kate, in your mind, have I become a villain?"

Kate didn't say anything but looked at Mark quietly.
Chapter completed!