League of Legends

Chapter 67

You can't just turn a blind eye and close one eye because someone else donated money to the police station, right?

Maybe others will.

But George Stacy said that he was not such a person, but he was the patron of the police station, so George wanted to invite him very politely.

George paused and said, "Or, Mr. Morton can call your lawyer now."

This is my bottom line.

George thought to himself that he also knew the characters of these rich people.

Baker said: "It's so late, my lawyer is probably already asleep, forget it, don't bother him."

go to bed?

do not disturb?

Are the rich and powerful now so easy-going?

George thought to himself, but he was relieved to hear that Baker was willing to go over: "Please don't worry, it's just a simple record."

Baker nodded.

in the police station.

Bright lights.

"Here, Mr. Morton."

"Ms Bloom."

After taking two cups of hot coffee from the coffee machine outside, George walked into the living room with the coffee, passed the two cups in his hand and said: "The coffee in the police station is not as good as the coffee outside, but now the coffee outside The cafe is also closed."

Baker took a sip: "Coffee machines, most of the effects of fifty dollars and five hundred dollars are similar, the most important thing is coffee beans, I have invested in a coffee bean production company in Kenya, I will ask them to send a few pieces when I have time come over."

George opened the seat and sat down: "Really, then I thank Mr. Morton on behalf of the police department."

Baker waved his hands and said something trivial.

Everything has two sides.

Although Baker was blown away by Tony Stark in the Wall Street investment community for his ability to use money, it is undeniable that after leaving Wall Street, Baker's investment business is quite diversified.

So far, Baker's investment business is pretty good. It's still the same sentence. Compared with other investors, there is more than enough.

after awhile.

George put down the pen in his hand, thought for a while and said to Baker: "Mr. Morton, due to your relationship with the New York Police Department, the prosecutor's office will not prosecute you, but if it is the one who was injured by you If someone brings a lawsuit against you..."

As soon as someone donated [-] dollars, your prosecutor's office directly filed a lawsuit. Do you want the New York Police Department to continue to be in deficit?

There is no doubt that if the prosecutor's office dared to do this, the chief of the New York Police Department would directly slap the table and anger the prosecutor's office.

Of course.

If it really broke the law, the New York Police Department wouldn't betray its conscience for a $[-] knife, but, a Russian gangster?

Don't make trouble, one is a well-known investor in the Wall Street investment circle, and the other is a Russian gangster. It is self-evident who to choose.

Baker also said directly: "I can understand. I will have my lawyer come over tomorrow. If there are no other questions, we should be able to leave."

talking.

Baker looked at Jasmine who was sitting beside her wearing sunglasses and bowing her head.

George said: "Of course, but if these gangsters really want you to help them launder money by kidnapping your girlfriend, then Ms. Bloom's residence may also become their target of revenge. I will apply to the director tomorrow Protection Team, but tonight?"

Baker got up and reached out to George: "Thank you, Officer Stacey."

Seeing that Baker didn't talk to him, George had no other thoughts.

Get up.

Handshake.

Then he personally drove Baker and Jasmine to the downstairs of Building 820.

top layer.

After Baker entered, he took off his coat, walked towards the bar and said, "There are still quite a few guest rooms on the second floor, you can choose one."

Taking off her sunglasses, Jasmine, who showed bruises at the corners of her eyes, looked at the apartment that was half the size of a football field and said, "Actually, I can stay in a hotel."

Baker took out the medical kit from the drawer under the bar, and found a small box about the size of a button: "Stay in a hotel, unless you want your poker game to be disbanded, no one on Wall Street would want to get involved with gangsters." A game organized by the organizer."

Paused.

Baker closed the toolbox and added, "At least at the poker table."

Gangsters participate in poker games to launder money. Naturally, they definitely need to win money in poker games.

Of course.

Although Wall Street players don't care about winning or losing, for them, I don't care, but you can't treat me as a winner.

Baker gestured to Jasmine for the sofa, and after Jasmine sat down firmly, Baker opened the small button box in his hand.

The tangy fragrance came immediately.

Baker tapped a little bit of the white ointment inside with his little finger, and Jasmine instinctively dodged her head to the side: "I'll do it myself."

Baker looked at Jasmine with a smile on his face.

Jasmine: "..."

5 minute later.

Baker got up and took his small box and walked towards the bar: "It should be enough to wait for half an hour."

"Can what?"

"The bruise should be gone."

Baker put the small button box back into the medical box and said: "I got this box from a certain mountain in the Eastern Kingdom last year. It is said that this ointment has a history of more than 600 years. Originally, they didn't buy it. It’s for outsiders, but after I heard about it, after donating ten teaching buildings to them, their patriarch even gave me two vials of our size before I left.”

This is real.

Although the effect of this thing is not enough to produce bones and bring people back to life, it is simply a magic medicine for some gunshot wounds or scars.

Baker gave a bottle of Jane Smith, and Baker kept the remaining bottle here. Anyway, according to the patriarch, this stuff can be passed on from generation to generation.

Jasmine seemed a little unconvinced.

After half an hour.

Jasmine completely believed it after washing her face while watching in the bathroom of the guest room.

Gone.

The bruises that I thought would last at least two days before disappearing were gone.

This is amazing.

In the master bedroom upstairs, after taking a shower, Baker went back to the living room again, poured himself a glass of bourbon and lay down on the terrace admiring the night sky above his head.

the next day.

When Baker woke up, he saw a thin blanket covering himself.

who?

Baker threw off the blanket and walked into the living room from the terrace.

into the eye.

After Jasmine saw Baker at the kitchen bar, she smiled and said, "I don't know what you like to eat, just cook whatever you want."

Baker reacted: "Thank you."

Jasmine untied the apron on her body, just in time, Baker also walked over to the kitchen bar, sat down, glanced at the breakfast on the plate in front of her, and praised: "Very rich breakfast."

Jasmine thanked her.

After half an hour.

After receiving a call from George, Jasmine bid farewell to Baker.

Baker sent Jasmine downstairs.

then.

His eyes were cold.

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