League of Legends

Chapter 187 Spending money to buy services (15, beg for full order!!!!)

In the past, Baker collected money and then did things. This time, Baker intends to enjoy the wonderful feeling of paying for services.

In less than half an hour, the news came.

Police officers found a body at Chicago's Navy Pier.

Dead Peter Duncan.

Son of car accident man Brill Duncan.

According to eyewitness reports, about half an hour ago, a black car parked directly on the side of the road, abducted a woman and a child, and then shot and killed Peter Duncan before walking away.

Chicago's 31st Precinct is busy.

21 innings.

Hank Boydt opened the door of the meeting room directly, and when he was about to accuse Baker of the innocence of others, he fixed his eyes on a tall, black-haired, intellectual beauty with eyes.

Baker, who was sitting over there with his legs crossed, raised his mouth and said, "Hank, let me introduce you to Diana Florrick, a partner at the GY&W law firm in Chicago. From now on, Diana will answer any of your questions instead of me. question."

Diana, a tall, 30-year-old partner at Chicago's No. [-] law firm, got up and handed her business card to Hank, introducing herself: "Hello, Sheriff Boydt, my client has already been with me. Having said the situation, please note that my client is here for his own safety, and the purpose is self-evident."

Hank took the list and looked towards Baker.

There was a slight smile on Beck's face.

Hank moved the list a few times, closed the door, tore the business card in his hand to shreds, and then walked straight towards the basement.

He never had any soft-hearted words for criminals.

but……

Hank couldn't understand Baker's style of family reunion nine years ago, even though he had no direct evidence nine years ago.

at the moment?

Hank couldn't understand it either.

underground garage.

Bang.

Hank took a photo of the dead man's fax sent by the 31st branch just now on the iron cage, and said in a low voice to the man in the car accident inside: "Now, tell me everything you know."

The man in the car accident in the iron cage was dismissive at first.

But after glancing at the fax that Hank slapped in front of him, he froze for a moment.

Get up.

Grab the fax.

next second.

It was a howl.

Irene and others rushed over from behind, and immediately, Irene knew what happened from the screaming car accident man in the iron cage.

Erin's expression changed immediately: "I'll go find him."

"stop!"

"Hank."

"Is it useful for you to go to him? That bastard has even hired a lawyer, a lawyer who costs [-] dollars an hour, do you have any evidence, do you really think he dare not send you to court?"

"That……"

Hank directly ignored Irene behind him, squatted down, and said coldly to the man in the car accident in the iron cage: "Now, tell me everything you know, and you still have a chance to save the lives of your daughter-in-law and grandson."

The man in the car accident wailed again and again, the scene was very bleak, it really made those who heard it feel sad and cried when they heard it.

Several people from the intelligence team peeped at each other.

What is this called?
Knowing who the murderer is, but they can't do anything?
10 minute later.

Another message came.

The wife of the man in the car accident, who was being treated at the Chicago Municipal Hospital, just accidentally fell down the stairs of the emergency exit.

died.

As for why his wife walked through the emergency passage, no one knows why, and the hospital's monitoring didn't see anything.

Ok.

It was an accident.

The police officers who arrived at the second division of the hospital before took a brief look and closed the case directly.

The second floor.

meeting room.

Bang.

Erin broke in directly.

Baker, who was sitting there, pressed his hand towards Diana who was about to get up, and then looked at the angry Irene with a smile on his face: "What's the matter, who made you angry, my sister, tell me, I Help you get rid of him."

Irene calmed her breathing: "Stop it, if he really knows something, we will know everything from him, not this way."

"What kind of thing?"

Baker laughed uncontrollably, and said to Diana: "Ms. Florrick, look, this is why I asked you to come here for a cup of coffee with me. I have been here from the beginning until now, but it seems that Even my younger sister thinks that I have done something heinous, and sure enough, my psychic is right, fortunately I am in the police station right now, otherwise, the Secret Service would probably have started breaking down the door by now."

Lawyer Diana said with a serious expression: "Please rest assured, Mr. Morton, my law firm and I will never let such brutal and wanton law enforcement happen."

Baker smiled. "I trust Ms. Florrick."

Erin sat beside her and took a deep breath.

Baker turned to look at his sister: "Look, what you think is mature seems to be half-baked to me. What do you think, my dear sister."

Compare with your own sister.

Barbara seems to be more mature than her. At least, Barbara never stops her when she gets angry, and at most she just waits for his anger to end and says something like this is wrong.

what!
……and many more.

Back to his senses, Baker touched his chin and asked why he thought of Barbara.

There is no reason.

Baker smiled, looked at his watch, then looked at Irene and said, "I'll probably stay here for the last three or ten minutes."

Irene gritted her teeth, glared at Baker, then turned and walked towards the conference room.

no doubt.

Baker issued an ultimatum. If he didn't speak in three to 10 minutes, then there was no need to speak at all.

Bang!
Irene went back to the underground garage, looked at the man in the car accident who was still howling in the iron cage, went up and kicked the iron cage twice: "Don't suffer, either say it now, or wait until three or ten minutes later, you don't need to say it anymore .”

What's the point of Du Temeow's death?
The man in the car accident sobbed: "I want to see my daughter-in-law and grandson."

Irene said unhappily: "Do you think you are qualified to negotiate now?"

This guy is also real.

I just gave you a 10-minute chance, but you didn't cherish it, now you regret it.

That guy is really daring to kill.

And it's still the kind that doesn't blink. Has the black riot that almost ignited in Chicago nine years ago really been forgotten?
The man in the car accident was sobbing.

Time is ticking and ticking.

10 minutes.

Two 10 minutes.

25 minutes.

The man in the car accident gritted his teeth and said to everyone, "It was the little Keener of the Irish gangster in the northern city who found me and gave me a hundred thousand dollars to let me do this."

Almost when the man in the car accident said about Little Keener.

Erin had turned and left.

meeting room.

Irene blinked and looked at the empty conference room, then turned to Nadia, the receptionist on the second floor, and said, "Where are the people inside?"

"gone."

"what?"

Nadia said to Irene: "The gentleman just asked me to tell you, have you forgotten that his time is always 10 minutes faster than anyone else's."

Erin: "...fuck!"

Nadia: "..."

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(End of this chapter)