American Detective: Starting as a Rookie Cop in an American TV Show

Chapter 1431 The "Doomsday" of the Godfathers

"This doesn't make sense. Isn't 'HR' in cahoots with Laija?" Finch, who had been on the phone with Reese, asked in confusion.

Reese obviously has his own opinion on this. "In a war, it is sometimes more important to control your allies than to control your enemies."

"If Germany during World War II had insights like yours, it might not have chosen Italy as its ally," Jack joked.

Finch's voice was a little high-pitched. "Gentlemen, according to your theory, does it mean that after Lai Ya hired HR, in order to ensure that these corrupt police officers would not fail at the critical moment, they spent an additional $500 million to buy insurance.

If any of the black police officers have problems in the process of cooperation, he has a backup plan, which is to threaten the families of these people. "

"Perhaps this also explains why the corrupt police officer tried to kill me and the trainee police officer even though he knew it was impossible, because his family was threatened."

Jack thought about what happened to him at noon.

"Leia is more cunning and brutal than we expected." Reese's face showed some regret. He had the opportunity to nip this scourge in the bud. If he had not saved Leia, he would never have been able to escape from the pursuit of the Russian mafia.

In contrast, Jack prefers to think about problems from another perspective.

"If we find all those scumbags, does it mean that as long as we check the targeted families one by one, we will have a relatively complete list of 'HR' members?"

Reese showed some hesitation, and nodded after a long while, "Laiya knew they were from HR, obviously because they had met in previous cooperation.

In other words, he should have a ledger or something to record these things."

"There's no rush for the account books. Chief Reagan doesn't expect to send all the corrupt police officers associated with HR to jail. It would be a success if he could remove these guys from the NYPD."

Anti-corruption also falls within the FBI's responsibilities. Jack and the Most Wanted Team have not been out to execute warrants during this period. Their main work, in addition to investigating Lai Ya, is to track and monitor the people on the "HR" member list provided by Fusco one by one.

At present, they have already obtained a lot of evidence. Except for the real mastermind who has not yet appeared, the situation of middle and senior level members such as Simmons Patrick has been basically figured out.

With Lai Ya's help, those grassroots police officers can't escape. Even if some of them cannot be prosecuted due to insufficient evidence, Chief Reagan can deprive them of their pensions and kick them out of the NYPD for violating police discipline.

Reese was not as interested in "HR" as in catching Leah. Hearing Jack say that, he just shrugged his shoulders and said, "So how do we lure out Leah, the cunning fox?"

"There are still three LCN leaders left. If we kill them all, Lai Ya will be able to achieve his goal of controlling LCN. Should we give him a chance?"

Jack also felt that it was almost time to close the net. Lai Ya's methods were too radical. He also didn't want to wake up early tomorrow morning and see the news on TV that an entire bus was blown up because there was a mafia boss hiding inside who wanted to escape New York in plain clothes.

"You want to use the remaining three leaders to lure out Laija?" Reese frowned, obviously not optimistic about this idea. "Basile wanted to seek FBI protection, but was assassinated in an alley. I think the remaining three people would not dare to seek FBI again even if they find a place to hide secretly, right?"

"They don't dare to seek police protection, but the police can put them in protective custody." Jack raised his eyebrows. "Of course, this can't be done by the FBI. We have to let Lai Ya see the right opportunity before he will take the initiative to attack."

Finch, who had been listening to the conversation, was moved and blurted out on the other end of the phone, "You mean to let Detective Danny Regan gather them in the safe house and then leak the location of the safe house to the people in HR?"

Jack chuckled, "Didn't HR just plant one of their own next to Detective Reagan?"
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"If you had listened to me from the beginning, we could have dealt with him long before Leia did anything to my father!"

At ten o'clock in the evening, still in the "Alliance Club", the godfathers of the five major families that ruled LCN gathered again, but compared with the daytime, only half a day had passed, and the number of participants dropped sharply from five to three.

Facing the loud questioning of Moretti II, the two old guys, Zambrano and Grifoni, frowned and said nothing, sucking on their cigars.

Suddenly, the door of the conference room was kicked open with a bang. The three turned around in surprise, only to see Danny and Fusco, wearing bulletproof vests with the letters "NYPD" printed on them, walking in with a swagger.

Although Zambrano, who was sitting in the main seat, had a fat and pig-like appearance, as a godfather-level figure, it was natural that he knew the Reagan family. When he saw Danny appearing in a menacing manner, he even acted like an elder.

"Detective Reagan, even your father wouldn't dare to be so rude."

"Really?" Danny didn't even bother to raise his eyelids. "Whatever you say, you are under protective custody from now on until we catch Leia."

"I don't think so." Zambrano sat in his chair, too lazy to move his butt. "Even the FBI is unreliable now, not to mention your NYPD. 'HR' has already infiltrated you like a sieve."

Danny drew his gun upon hearing this and said, "No one can question the Reagan family's loyalty to this city. Now you have two choices, either follow me to the safe house, or be killed by me here.

Leia's target is you three, maybe if you all die here, New Yorkers won't have to worry about being injured by explosions caused by your cars when they're walking on the roadside."

Zambrano slammed the table in anger and finally stood up. "We never cooperate with the cops. Come on! Get these two idiots out of here!"

However, there was no movement outside the door. Neither the thugs in the club nor the bodyguards who followed them responded at all.

After an awkward silence, Moretti II finally couldn't hold back any longer and walked around Danny and Fusco to the door. "Where are the people? Jimmy! Santos! Are you all asleep?"

There was still no response from outside the door. Moretti II stuck his head out to look at the corridor and found it empty. It seemed as if all the men he brought with him had disappeared.

(End of this chapter)