When Li Mochen returned to the Unicorn Apartment from the Magic Tower of Death Home, people from the Atlanta Police Department and FBI were already waiting outside the door.
It was precisely because of the sudden visits by officials from these state violence agencies that he had to end his course with Anthony Braden and return to the bright world.
There is no way, this time both the police department and the FBI have unusual specifications.
The Atlanta Police Department's Chief of Crime Control Strategies, Lance Jeffrey, came forward, while the FBI's head, Atlanta Field Division Director Zoe Dollington, personally came forward.
And Edmund Beidleman, the special agent in charge of the FBI's Urban Security Group who served as an attaché this time, was like a little shrimp.
In addition, there is Randall Cadilla, the inspector general of the North District Police Department. This is one of Li Mochen's few friends, and it also surprised him.
The crime locations this time were two in the northeast corner of the city and one in the northern suburbs, both of which are outside the jurisdiction of the North District Police Station.
Or maybe that Lance Jeffrey knew about the relationship between the two, so he brought this here specially?
After the two parties greeted each other politely and sat down in the living room, the first person to ask questions was Lance Jeffrey.
"Mr. Wildenstein, have you heard of it? Just half an hour ago, thugs broke into Metro Printing Factory and set fire to a large area of the factory there. Not long after, Ferguson
Mr. Mandyvin Ferguson of the media was attacked by numerous gunmen on the street, which almost endangered his life. The cable room inside the Ferguson News Building was also destroyed."
"I've heard of it."
Li Mochen nodded honestly: "It's hard not to pay attention to such a big movement. To be honest, I am a well-informed person in Atlanta, so this kind of thing cannot be hidden from me."
In fact, he had already learned the detailed situation there shortly after the incident.
"Of course, you have great powers. The Blood Hand, the Cadiv Group, and Ferguson Media. In the past few months, our city of Atlanta has been in a state of turmoil because of you, Mr. Wildenstein."
This man was standing next to Zoe Dollington. Not only was his voice harsh, but his face was also full of ridicule: "How could you not know what you are doing?"
Li Mochen's eyes narrowed slightly, he glanced at this person, and then he lay back with a comfortable expression: "I'm sorry? I don't quite understand what this gentleman means. Does the FBI think that I was responsible for these two cases?
Have you considered me a suspect? If so, I have to wait for my lawyer to come over before I can speak."
The situation has changed. Even if the person in front of him is the head of the FBI's 24,000 employees in Atlanta, he does not intend to be too accommodating to him.
In fact, if it were not for the identity of the visitor, Li Mochen would have waited until Harvey Specter or Mike Ross arrived before speaking.
"We have no evidence for the time being, but we all know the truth of the incident."
Zoe Dollington had been looking at Li Mochen with eagle-like eyes, and at this time he stopped his subordinates from speaking.
"Mr. Wildenstein, I think you must first understand that it's not that we can't send you in, it's just a matter of determination."
"Yeah?"
Li Mochen chuckled: "Isn't this a legal society? Everything has to be based on evidence, Director Dollington. I forgot to mention that there are video recordings here."
When Li Mochen was talking, he pointed to the video equipment placed in the corner next to him.
He would not be frightened by the other party so easily. A few months ago, Li Mochen might have been a little worried.
After all, the FBI's reputation decades ago was well known. It was able to concoct evidence without evidence and created many unjust cases.
But now, as a figure with a very high social status and wide popularity, how could he be so easily sent to prison by the FBI?
He might really dare to do this, but his long-term employment firm, Pearson Darby Specter, and Ms. Nanette Drew are not idlers either.
"Director Dollington means that if we need evidence, we will definitely be able to obtain it. Mr. Wildenstein, are you sure you can do it without any mistakes?"
Lance Jeffrey interrupted with a smile and eased the atmosphere: "This is a private visit. There is no need to be so nervous. Can you turn off the video equipment? I don't think either of us want the content of this conversation.
Leak it out?”
"If that's the case, I can accept it."
Li Mochen waved his hand obediently, and his maid, Isadora Weeks, turned off the video recorder in the corner.
At this time, the light in Zoe Dollington's eyes was still as cold as a knife: "Let's make an announcement, shall we? Mr. Wildenstein, since September, you have created too much chaos.
It has exceeded the limit of our endurance. You are making enemies of the 74,000 Atlanta police officers and the 24,000 FBI agents."
"Both of you!"
Li Mochen laughed: "First of all, please allow me to emphasize that I have always adhered to the principle of 'I will not offend others unless they offend me', and it has never changed. Maybe some of the recent minor troubles in Atlanta are due to me.
I was born, but the source is not mine. I think both of you can agree on this, right?"
Zoe Dollington was silent, while Lance Jeffrey rubbed his bald head with his hand: "It is understandable that a rising upstart like you, Mr. Wildenstein, will inevitably have to deal with thorns and guns.
The problem is that your method is too radical. The chairman of a media company was assassinated in public, and the entire computer room of the TV station was destroyed. Do you know how much pressure we bear? "
"I will not offend others unless they offend me."
Li Mochen responded with a smile. He saw that there was still dissatisfaction on the faces of the two people, so he smiled again: "Of course I am willing to abide by the law. Let me reveal one more news. I have submitted an application to join the Magic Tower Committee, and
It has been recommended by seven city councilors. As long as the city council can pass it, you can become an honorable first-class member of the Atlanta Magic Tower Committee."
As a result, the two people opposite him couldn't help but look slightly relaxed. They knew that this person was expressing his position and had no intention of taking any more extraordinary actions.
Even if there is, Li Mochen, as a first-level member of the Magic Tower Committee, can solve the war in other ways and will no longer be exposed to the public eye.
"Have you already received the recommendation? I don't know anything about it. Of course, Mr. Wildenstein's strength is obvious to all parties. If you can't even get into the Magic Tower Committee, who else can be qualified?"
Lance Jeffrey laughed, but just halfway through his words, Li Mochen's expression changed slightly and he kicked his sofa violently. The Chief Superintendent of Crime Control Strategies was confused at first, and then a man next to him
One of the attendants' heads exploded.
It was not until this moment that the sound of the floor-to-ceiling glass being shattered reached everyone's ears. But the bullet had not exhausted its remaining power and created a huge crater on the ground not far away.
Lance Jeffrey hurriedly looked for cover with a horrified expression, and Li Mochen also turned over and fled behind a pillar like lightning. In the next moment, the ground not far from him was also blasted away by a bullet.