Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 54 Vera's Ending
"...After confirming that they are in good health, they will be sent back to the country immediately by the Immigration Bureau!"

At this moment, Byron who came from the office happened to hear Debbie's words, glanced at the girl who was rescued by the New York police on the bus and said.

"What..." Debbie was slightly taken aback and said, "Can't they stay here?"

Mark shook his head and said, "It's impossible for those guys from the Immigration Bureau to let these people stay here if they came in without formal channels."

"Didn't Congress have a proposal on "Protecting Victims of Human Trafficking" at the beginning of the year?"

"The proposal was only passed late last month and implementation only started in October."

Mark glanced at Debbie, and then said: "Even if this bill is implemented, how many of these people are left in these two months?"

Debbie, who was quite emotional, watched the bus slowly leaving the warehouse without talking!

Federal Building!

"Mark, the people from the press office asked me if you want to come forward for an interview?"

"Go, you are more photogenic than me!"

After returning to the office, sitting on the office chair, Mark took off the gun and threw it into the drawer.

Walking into the bathroom in the office, after washing his face and recovering his spirit, he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with a glass of bourbon.

Looking at the Federation Square that came into view from a distance!
Squinting his eyes, he glanced at the blazing sun that was hanging in the sky and had turned orange.

After a day of raiding, both the office and Mark himself.

All feel very rewarding!
Today alone, nearly two hundred girls who were trafficked from abroad to China were rescued from every corner of Hell's Kitchen.

This is big news, no doubt about it!
The New York office and the press office, which is mainly responsible for connecting with the media, were extremely happy.

Almost as soon as Mark and Byron arrived at the downstairs of the Federal Building, the news office had already notified twelve authoritative media in New York to attend their press conference!
Mark is even more happy!

Although he didn't catch that Vera Constantine himself, the notorious chicken head.

but!
There is a saying that goes like this, murder and punish the heart!
For people like Vera, they have already prepared for death, and even when they can't escape, they may have prepared a pistol specially designed to bury themselves!

Compared with death, what they are more afraid of is the complete destruction of their self-confidence and dignity.

In this case, these underground brothels all over Hell's Kitchen are the source of Vera's self-confidence and dignity.

Mark's actions today are undoubtedly wielding a big shovel to destroy their foothold.

Not to mention, in these eight underground brothels, just the green cutie alone earned seven figures!

Or cash!

It's not that these dynamic organizations don't want to put money in the bank, but once they put it in the bank, they will be targeted by the IRS who pay death tax when you die.

In their view, these green cuties are all hard earned, and they would rather keep them in the basement than deal with banks or the IRS!
There is a saying that a group of bank robbers escaped the arrest of law enforcement agencies, but were found by the IRS because they did not pay taxes, and they were all arrested and brought to justice in less than an hour...

Although one hour is exaggerated, it also affirms the combat effectiveness of the IRS from another aspect!

Compared with law enforcement agencies, the prestige of the IRS is even more feared by countless social vitality organizations!

As for Vera Constantine.

After losing her foundation in Hell's Kitchen, Mark is not optimistic about her fate at all!
There, it was a simple and pure incident of cannibalism!
End of August!
Mark, who was addicted to official documents and could not extricate himself from writing in the office, received a call from Detective George of the New York Police Department.

Without hesitation, he knocked on the door of Byron's office next door while holding a bunch of documents.

Throwing the half-person-high document on Byron's desk, he turned and left.

Byron was left behind just about to take a short break, but at the moment, his face was covered and he was messed up in the wind...

"Jack!"

"exist!"

"It's okay, don't call me, something...you, Debbie and Maggie can solve it..."

"……Yes!"

Jack, who was lying on his desk and playing Spider Solitaire, looked at the back of Mark leaving the office in a cool way.

At this moment, resentment is full of heart!

With such a boss, of course a promotion and salary increase is just around the corner.

but……

Very tired, not only physically tired, but also mentally tired!

As for Debbie and Maggie, who were sitting in their seats, they just shook their heads and became obsessed with the matter at hand again.

after an hour.

Mark got out of the car and walked towards George who was standing on the bank of the Hudson River.

"George..."

"This way!"

Mark walked to George's side, and looked down towards the river bank in the direction of George's finger.

But I saw a swollen female corpse with disheveled hair, half of her body resting on the shore, and half of her body was still soaked in the water.

Vera Constantine!

Mark looked around at the cordon around him, and said to George, "Where are Brant and his son?"

"...there are rumors that they left the United States two days ago."

George took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms and handed one to Mark. Mark waved his hand and pinned the cigarette to his ear. George shrugged, lit himself and took a puff.

Immediately under Mark's gaze, his face turned red!

Mark smiled slightly, that's why he didn't ignite just now!
Vera's corpse has swelled up to form a giant view...

It's been a long time!
George stomped out the cigarette, looked at the armed men who had just arrived from the bureau, and asked, "How do you plan to handle this case?"

Mark said lightly: "The gangsters are fighting, why do you want to deal with it, you are not a good person in itself!"

George nodded, pinched his nose and said in a low voice, "God, I feel like I took a breath."

Mark patted George on the shoulder, then turned and walked towards the car parked on the side of the road!

"mark……"

"Anything else?"

"Don't forget about the poker nights this week!"

"I'll never forget it!" Mark waved to George behind him without looking back.

The first Saturday of every month is a regular meeting time for Mark and George and several other partners from other law enforcement agencies.

Drink together, play cards, and talk about the interesting stories they encountered when they were handling cases!

By the way, let's communicate with each other about the news.

For example, the FBI in New York has an entire floor dedicated to identification tests.

And George's informants are all over New York!

It's much better to interact with each other than to fight alone...

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