Empress Dowager Xiao spoke loudly and questioned the black agent on the spot.
When Chu He heard this, he secretly clapped his hands and applauded. She deserves to be the Empress Dowager Xiao, she deserves to be the Queen of Baicheng, she deserves to be the robot aunt. Even if she is alone, she still has the courage to challenge the federal agents. And she also makes the other party stupid in one breath. This is definitely not true.
Money can do it. Empress Dowager Xiao’s calm determination in the face of danger and her domineering determination to kill everyone are enough to suppress this black agent. What’s more, Empress Dowager Xiao’s identity and background are indeed not something that the federal agent in front of her dares to offend.
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Money can reach the gods, and power can reach the heavens. What’s more, it’s just transnational?
Empress Dowager Xiao threatened her with one hand and could strangle this black agent who was being paid and snooping on his pension to death.
But the reality is——
Of course the black agent wanted to do it. Just because he wanted to do it, he took this trip. Just because he wanted to do it, he had to capture the guy who had information in the bureau but would never go to war to arrest people. Even if he wanted to do it.
The one who stepped in to stop it was Empress Dowager Xiao, who could prosper in New York if she wanted to. He also had to stick to his guns.
"The evidence is in the bureau, and the arrest warrant is also in the bureau. I must take him away. If this lady is dissatisfied, you can pick him up in any way." The black agent gave the order and ordered his subordinates to kidnap Chu He.
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Chu He's hands were tied, but he said slowly and calmly to the cold-looking Queen Mother Xiao: "Don't worry. I'll be fine."
"I will come to pick you up." Empress Dowager Xiao nodded lightly. Without any nonsense, she turned her gun and looked coldly at the black agent. "If anything happens to him in your bureau, I will not let you go."
The black agent shrugged: "We are not terrorists."
After that, with a wave of his hand, he put Chu He into the car and took him away.
The agents had been gone for less than three minutes. A commercial vehicle sped over and quickly stopped in front of Queen Mother Xiao. A gentle middle-aged man quickly got out of the car and walked towards Queen Mother Xiao while apologizing: "Boss
Sorry. There was a traffic accident on the road just now, which delayed the time."
Queen Mother Xiao's indifferent expression did not improve, nor did she listen to the explanation from the person in charge of the New York office. She just got into the car and asked the other party in a deep voice: "Who is the highest government official you can contact?"
The person in charge was surprised at first, and then saw that the big boss from China didn't look very good. He was very good at observing people's words and gave a quick reply: "Director of the district police station."
"Not enough." Empress Dowager Xiao's beautiful Emei frowned slightly and said coldly. "Call back to Baicheng. Within an hour, contact a senior executive who can at least talk to the Federal Secret Service on a level basis."
The person in charge saw that the big Chinese boss had made such a request when he arrived in New York. He knew that something big must have happened. But he did not dare to say anything. He immediately called Baicheng back. At the same time, he also used the connections he had established in New York.
Make sure to settle this matter for the big boss within an hour.
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As the black agent said, Chu He had not been mistreated by them along the way. Of course, if these agents who heard that they were very shady and did not act according to common sense really wanted to attack him, Chu He would never mind sending them to him.
This group of law enforcement officers went to heaven to see Jesus. The prerequisite was that these agents were prepared to threaten their own lives.
Chu He has always had a good temper, which is well known. But he has never been a good-for-nothing who can't fight back or retaliate. If someone takes advantage of him because of his good temper, it will probably lead to greater trouble and danger.
The nickname "Ghost Judge" - this title was definitely not chosen by himself. It spread because Chu He dared to attack even a ruthless person nicknamed "Evil Ghost".
Soon, when the car stopped in front of a very cold-looking building, Chu He was kidnapped by two agents, quickly entered the building, and was locked into an interrogation room with three iron walls. Even the tables and chairs were made of steel.
, there is a strong chill in the overall coolness. It makes people restless, and even the pores can't help but close up.
Snap!
After Chu He sat on the chair, the iron door without a window suddenly closed, leaving Chu He alone in the interrogation room with the air conditioning turned on extremely low.
It was May. It was not strange to turn on the air conditioner in a city with high temperatures. But if the temperature was turned on below zero, it would be too suspicious. Faced with such a harsh environment, Chu He was not anxious at all.
He just sat patiently on the chair and waited for the next problem. Fortunately, these hurried agents did not hand over his cigarettes, ignored many procedures, and took him directly into the room. He didn't even have a good smoke after leaving the airport.
Chu He simply took out his cigarette and lit it. While smoking, he thought about who wanted to persecute him.
Countless suspects popped up in his mind, and he rejected them one by one. Until he finished smoking a pack of cigarettes, the room was filled with breath. The iron door finally creaked and was pushed open. A slightly bloated middle-aged man was holding two
He entered the interrogation room with a cup of coffee, put it on the table like a smiling Buddha, then pulled out a chair and sat across from the Chu River. He closed his collar and said, "Mr. Chu, the weather is cold. Let's drink a cup of coffee to keep out the cold."
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When Chu He heard this, he joked: "It's almost summer. Where does the cold come from?"
After that, he grabbed the coffee and drank half a cup. It was finally not as cold as before.
The bloated middle-aged man rubbed his palms and said with a smile: "It is rude to invite Mr. Chu here in a hurry. But Mr. Chu should know better. Our Secret Service will not arrest people indiscriminately. You must be under our noses."
He must have done something down there to be targeted by us."
"For example?" Chu He asked with a smile.
"Three years ago, several gangsters died tragically at home in New York City. Two years ago, a guy who sold fans was assassinated. One year ago -" The middle-aged man did not mention his name or the specific time, but he suddenly said
He stopped and said firmly, "Mr. Chu, do you still need me to continue?"
"Okay." Chu He smiled.
"Mr. Chu, you are so uncooperative." The middle-aged man shook his head. There was a coldness in his narrow eyes that was not consistent with his kind face. "Some things are too clear for everyone.
None of them are good.”
"If you have definite evidence, just take me to court." Chu He smiled and drank the cup of coffee. "If you don't, it's best to let me go. I'm very busy and have no time to accompany you."
Let’s enjoy the air conditioning and drink coffee here.”
Snap!
The middle-aged man who was smiling like Maitreya Buddha a second ago slammed the table and shouted angrily: "Chu He! You have been responsible for many murders. Do you really think I can't deal with you!?"
Homicide?
Chu He has killed a lot of people since he joined the army. He is not the kind of soft-footed shrimp who is so harmonious that he expects legal trials for everything. He has been responsible for many murder cases. But if a person threatens him with such a thing
Myself. That’s really boring and childish. Except for the large-scale massacre when performing the task of protecting the dragon, the killings really didn’t leave any traces at other times. Even if someone could find him, it would be difficult to dig out specific evidence. Therefore
Chu He never worried that those murders would bring him too much trouble. Now being treated both softly and hard by the middle-aged man, the old-fashioned Chu He just leaned back, lit the last cigarette, crossed his legs and said: "
Then what are you going to do to punish me? Friendly reminder, if you can’t punish me to death, don’t blame me to punish you to death!”
The atmosphere was freezing for a while, as if it was even colder than the sub-zero air conditioner!
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[Author's digression]: The plot in New York should be very interesting. I will also work hard to write it well. There will be no discount on Chapter 3 of 10,000 words tomorrow ~
