Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 586 The first fierce man (the third update with guarantee)

Any local law enforcement agency has more or less experience in phishing law enforcement.

But no matter how you fish, there is always a bottom line that remains unchanged.

The approach should not be too rough.

It is clear.

Right now, this phishing law enforcement is not just a matter of roughness or not, but a matter of no thought at all.

People often say that the first thing they do when they come to China is not what to do...

Instead, find yourself a good lawyer first.

Ron Turk, the head of TNT&G's lawyer, is one of the best.

After half an hour.

Ron Turk, accompanied by the federal prosecutor Chuck, walked into Mark's office.

Mark welcomed the gloomy Ron into the living room with a smile on his face.

Ron Turk sat on the sofa expressionlessly.

Mark shrugged and filled the glass with bourbon, handed it over and said casually, "Calm down, I assure you that I didn't know anything about this."

After laughing twice, Ronpi took the bourbon handed over by Mark and said lightly: "I know you don't know, otherwise my first defendant would not be just the New York office."

Mark shook his head and sat on the sofa to clink glasses with Ron and said, "You can actually give me a call, I have asked Chuck to apply to the court to withdraw the lawsuit, and at the same time I have seriously criticized the New York office. "

"Just criticize?" Ron paused to look at Mark and said, "Mark, this is completely fooling everyone's IQ. It's so obvious that your prosecutor even agreed to prosecute?"

Mark waved his hand and said, "Did you see Chuck's face when you and Chuck came over?"

Ron frowned and shook his head.

Mark sighed and said, "It's not Chuck who is prosecuting your sister, but a trainee prosecutor newly recruited by Chuck. It's obvious that we have a little problem with our work procedures."

"That's not a reason."

"Unfortunately, it's true." Mark shrugged and then raised his eyebrows: "But why do you care so much? I remember when your sister got married, you said that you would break with your sister forever."

Ron frowned and said, "It's two different things. I still don't like my brother-in-law."

Mark didn't answer, took a sip of bourbon and said, "Okay, what do you want."

"A public apology."

"It's impossible, change it."

"You are blatantly and illegally enforcing the law, and everyone can see it."

"But obviously, it's one thing to see it, and another thing to say it. The New York FBI has never apologized. I won't set this precedent."

"Then get ready to go to court."

Mark looked at Ron with a gloomy face and shook his head: "In this way, all you want is an explanation. After you withdraw the case, I will ask Hansa to apologize to your sister in person. As for the new detective? You guarantee that his future ends here."

"...What about the prosecutor?"

"That probationary prosecutor is Chuck's brother-in-law."

"..."

Ron Turk was silent for a while and then said: "I have two clients who have been prosecuted by the FBI."

Mark laughed and turned his head towards the door of his office and said, "Come in, Chuck."

The voice fell.

Chuck, with his hair neatly combed and wearing a suit, walked in.

Mark stood up and said, "Okay, the next thing is the meeting between your lawyer and the prosecutor, and I will not participate in it, so as not to be accused of interfering with judicial justice by virtue of my rights."

Chuck, Ron: "..."

three days later.

Maria's Cake Shop.

Mark and Ron were chatting in lounge chairs near the window.

Soon.

A beauty in a dress with a smile that gave off the girl-next-door air walked in.

Next to the beauty was a bearded man with exuberant vitality.

The beauty led the bearded man to the seat of Mark and Ron, and Mark raised the bourbon in his hand and smiled at the beauty, "Maria."

Maria, who was almost framed as a third-country spy, didn't give Mark a good look at all and said, "I don't welcome people from the FBI here."

Mark still smiled: "Maria, you can't deny our achievements just because of a guy who doesn't follow the rules. In fact, the reason why New York is so stable is that our FBI has played a vital role."

Ron next to him replied: "I think so too, but Maria, you should also learn a lesson, this is New York, don't show kindness to strangers."

The corner of Maria's mouth curled up and said sarcastically: "At least I remember my mother's education, how about you? You must be very proud to be a criminal barrister. I'm curious, can you sleep at night?"

Bang.

Ron put down the wine glass in his hand and looked at Maria and said: "My guests are [-]% innocent, listen, they are innocent, not innocent, and if you ask me if I can sleep at night, you might as well ask your husband , he was in the Marine Corps before he got discharged."

Frank Castel, who was taking his daughter Lisa by the side, spread his hands and said, "Hey, can you not bring innocent people into the matter of your two brothers and sisters?"

Ron and Maria simultaneously set their eyes on Frank.

The latter raised his hand in surrender.

Mark shook his head and sat opposite Frank, touched Lisa's little head like a doll and said, "Still working as a training instructor at the port?"

Frank glanced at the two siblings who had already sat down to carry out their daily mutual confrontation tasks, took a sip of the beer in their hands and said, "Otherwise, my skills are all about teaching me how to kill people."

"Then you should go to the CIA."

"I've worked with the CIA, but unfortunately, I don't really like their style."

"me too."

"is it?"

"Of course." Mark smiled and said, "If you don't come here, the salary conditions here are much better than what the army gives you."

Frank laughed out of the corner of his eye and glanced at the siblings who were still fighting each other and said in a low voice, "I've heard of you, Chief Mark Lewis."

Mark's smile remained unchanged and he said, "I'm sure you haven't heard about it every day. Let me guess, some dark bald head?"

Frank nodded and said, "When I left the army the year before last, Nick wanted to dig me to be an instructor in some secret organization, but I didn't go. Why does Director Louis think that I will go to the FBI? Especially when you framed my wife as a spy. In this situation?"

Mark didn't speak.

The right hand repeatedly showed his own list and pushed it in front of Frank, saying: "This is an invitation, you can consider it, and I think I am treated much better than that black guy, at least I never like to take advantage of it." anyone."

When Frank took the business card and looked up.

Mark on the opposite side has disappeared.

Behind him came the sound of the wind chimes pushing the store door open...

　La la la, the wind is blowing today, and there will be three more tonight, la la la, la la la...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)