Black Hand Covers the Sky in Meiman

After S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Coulson took action, Madam Gao also began to exert force.

With the help of several surviving gangsters, the gangsters who were captured by SHIELD and their lawyers were quickly invited to Mrs. Gao.

"Mrs. Gao, do you have any questions for us?" Lawyers who can serve gangs will naturally be more or less involved with the people in the gangs. Therefore, these lawyers who were invited basically knew Mrs. Gao, a giant of the New York underground gang.

"Your client has been taken away, so you must be in a hurry." Mrs. Gao said, playing with the crutch in her hand.

"That's right." Several people looked at each other, and then unanimously nodded to Mrs. Gao and the others in front of them. One of them, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and looking very polite, added directly: "To be honest, I'm here. We still don’t know where they were caught.”

"Yes, I asked my friends at the police station, FBI and other agencies, but they said he was not with them." Another crewmember also echoed.

"You should be unable to find out," Mrs. Gao said lightly, "because they all fell into the hands of a secret government department."

"What?" After hearing this, several barristers showed horrified expressions whether it was true or pretended. As people who barely entered the American elite circle and served the gangs, they certainly knew some secrets that ordinary people did not know. The secret departments of the government happen to be the ones they least want to deal with.

"If that's the case, it'll be troublesome," the lawyer with silk-rimmed glasses frowned.

Several other lawyers also frowned: "Yes, it's difficult to handle."

"Since Mrs. Gao found us here, I'm afraid there is a way to solve the problem." Another lawyer with a shaved head saw the clues, so he couldn't help asking directly.

"That's right," Mrs. Gao glanced at the flat-headed lawyer approvingly, and then said seriously: "This is also the purpose of why we came to you."

"What can we do?" the lawyer with gold-rimmed eyes asked.

"Of course we are taking up legal weapons to protect the legal rights and interests of us legal citizens of America," Mrs. Gao said with a smile: "This is also the purpose of hiring you, isn't it?"

"But" several lawyers frowned and looked at each other, and the flat-headed lawyer said: "Since this department is a secret department, it will definitely not be known to outsiders. How can we prosecute."

"Who asked you to sue them?" Mrs. Gao said solemnly: "I want you to sue the police station and FBI. Isn't this exactly what you are good at?"

"If that's the case, there will be no problem," the lawyer with gold-rimmed glasses adjusted his eyes and asked doubtfully: "But what does it have to do with them? Mrs. Gao, didn't you just say that our bosses fell into the hands of a secret agency?"

"This is where they were smart at the time," Mrs. Gao said coldly: "In order to prevent unnecessary losses caused by your boss's resistance, they asked the police station and FBI agencies to come forward to find reasons to ask your boss to invite you. Let's go. So we here are treating others the same way they are treated. We sue the police department and the FBI and let them have a taste of shooting themselves in the foot."

"I understand, but it's evidence." Lawyer Pingtou's meaning is very clear. It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. We can't sue the government's violent agencies with red lips and white teeth. After all, this is a legal society, right?

"We will provide it to you," Mrs. Gao said solemnly: "Although they also sent people to finish the work, our people still retain certain video evidence, so you can rest assured that there will be no problems in terms of evidence. of.

All you have to do is use your best skills, sue them, and make things bigger at the same time. As long as they can no longer withstand the pressure of public opinion, they will definitely transfer the pressure to the secret agency. At that time, even if your boss cannot be released immediately, they will have some scruples. At least they can't refuse you lawyers and your bosses to meet, because this is the law."

"That's no problem," several barristers finally understood what Mrs. Gao meant, so they nodded together. As Mrs. Gao said, they are good at this kind of thing, and they have to deal with the law. They have never been afraid of anyone.

"Very good," Mrs. Gao said with a wave of her hand: "We will also use some of our relationships to cooperate with you. Let's go and turn him upside down. Let those politicians know that we gangsters will not let them mess around. "Kneaded"

"clear"

Soon, under the operation of Mrs. Gao and others, in less than a day, people from the New York Police Department, FBI and other violent agencies abused their public power to arrest American citizens, which quickly made the headlines of major media. The eyes of all New Yorkers are focused on New York's federal courts, police departments, and intelligence agencies.

"Sir, what should I do?" Tieqi handed a piece of information in Colson's hand and asked: "The police station and the FBI have urged me several times. It seems that the pressure they are facing is really great."

"These gangs are a bit interesting," Colson said with a smile, turning over the prosecution documents drafted by the gang lawyers: "They have all learned to use legal weapons to protect their legitimate rights and interests."

At this moment, Coulson's phone rang. He looked at the caller ID and found that the number on it was George Stacey, the Commissioner of the New York City Police Department.

"Colson, we are old friends, and I won't beat around the bush. I'm under a lot of pressure right now, not only from the public opinion media, but also from the city government. Tell me honestly, you Is there any way here? If there is no way, please send me the few people we arrested first," Director George said anxiously.

"Don't worry, old friend," Colson said with a smile: "I won't make it difficult for you. I will send someone to you in a moment."

"" George was silent for a moment after hearing this. When he spoke, he couldn't help but slow down his tone and said: "Is it okay? Colson, I just spoke because the pressure on me from above was too great. Maybe I was a little hasty. In fact, if you need it, , I can survive here for a while.”

"No," Colson said with a smile: "After I send the person over, you can just follow the procedures. If they want to see a lawyer, you can let them see a lawyer. But there is one thing I hope you can do, and that is to continue. Detain them for four hours."

"48 hours?" Director George said solemnly: "No problem, even if the mayor comes, I will help you keep the person."

"Please, George," Coulson smiled.

"Colson, do you really want to let them go back?" Seeing that Coulson had hung up the phone, the cavalryman couldn't help but said solemnly.

"Of course, we have to abide by the law, right?" Colson still smiled gracefully, but from the cold glint in his eyes from time to time, it could be seen that this honest man was already angry.

"What are your plans?" As an old acquaintance of the other party, the cold light in Colson's eyes could not be missed, so she couldn't help but feel a little confused and asked her question again.

"The law is a good thing," Colson said with a smile, picking up the phone on the table: "If they want to take this approach, we should support it."

"You're thinking"

"Leo, go get some search warrants," Colson said directly to the technician on the other end of the phone without answering the cavalry's question, "I'll send you the list later."

"You want to search the gangs and find their criminal evidence." After listening to Coulson's call, Tieqi somewhat understood what he wanted to do: "But the criminal evidence of these people is probably not that easy to find."

"We want them to have it, and they will have even the most serious types of evidence, such as evidence of treason. So when we arrange a search, we can invite some reporters to come, and if necessary, we can broadcast it on TV That's okay." Colson said with a cold look in his eyes.

"clear"