America's Big Hero

Looking about 30 years old, with a strong body and a masculine appearance, the hostess opened the door and let people in.

People from the intelligence team walked to the phone, carefully disassembled the phone, and put a small monitor in it.

Seeing someone go in here, I immediately connected the phone line.

It was just that when he bent over to work seriously, the hostess in her 40s sat on the sofa and looked at him sideways.

'So strong glutes'

'A man who works hard is so handsome'

The hostess unconsciously rubbed her thighs, bit her lower lip, and reached out to undo two buttons of the clothes on her chest.

He stood up and walked to the staff, put his hands on the table, raised his head, and said softly, "Is my phone broken?"

"There are some old sayings, it's not a big problem." The intelligence team said casually, but they just turned their heads carelessly, and their eyes naturally followed the wide open neckline.

The hostess looked like a nature lover, she was not wearing any clothes, and two evil things were hanging in the air.

I don't know if it's because the room is a little hot, but the hostess' skin is slightly red, and it flickers as she speaks.

The intelligence team froze and licked their lips subconsciously. Are you testing me?

As if the hostess didn't see it, she raised her hand and brushed her hair, leaned over again, half of her body was attached to the intelligence officer's arm, and she stretched her head to look at the phone, "Really, then can you help me?" Fix him?"

"Of course, of course." The person in the intelligence team coughed lightly, and his hands moved quickly. He quickly put the phone on, and then stood up straight, "Okay."

The hostess lowered her head slightly, and saw the raised tent of the other party at a glance, "Wow, you are amazing."

Stretching out her hand to embrace the other's arm, the hostess stretched out her tongue and licked her lips slowly, and said in a numb voice: "The water pipe in my house is also broken, can you help me?"

"Ma'am, I am honored!"

……

"Why haven't you come out yet? It's been 20 minutes!?" Armstrong frowned in the car not far from the villa.

It shouldn't be a problem, they've done this many times.

After waiting for another 20 minutes, Armstrong was really anxious, and when he was about to send someone down to check the situation, the door of the villa opened, and the young man from the intelligence team came out.

In the car, Armstrong clearly saw the people in the group waving kindly to the hostess.

His intuition from perennial intelligence told him that there was a problem!

"What's going on, why is it taking so long?" As soon as they got into the car, several people in the car looked over.

"Ahem." The intelligence team coughed lightly, and patted the numb muscles on his thighs, "I made a huge sacrifice for my work."

"puff!"

"Ha ha ha ha"

Several people in the car burst into laughter instantly, and everyone understood a sentence.

"Mommy Farke, you like that old woman!" Armstrong scolded dumbfoundedly.

"It's different, head, it's different, identity, isn't the most important thing!"

"Think about it, in our senator's house, on his bed, fuck the senator's wife, Falk, it's so enjoyable!"

"If it's the president's wife, even if she's 60 years old, I think it's good!"

"Quick, tell us, what does a congressman's wife smell like." Several people in the car booed.

"A horse-fork bug, a special horse-fork bug!"

"Shit!" Armstrong cursed. However, this matter is not a big problem, and there will be a reason to come to the door next time to get the bug back.

At night, when Senator House Norman came back, Armstrong immediately turned on the electronic jamming equipment in the car.

The power is not high, and the mobile phone can also play, but the signal is intermittent, the sound is noisy, and it is very unstable.

This is to force the other party to use the home phone.

On the other side, Sean found Gilbert. After all, Congressman House is a congressman from New Jersey, and many bank transactions have to go through the 'Ocean First' bank.

Gilbert will definitely give Sean face, besides, it's not a big deal.

If he doesn't say it, who knows.

On the other side, Jonas cooperated with another group of people from the intelligence team to closely monitor the people, relatives and friends that Haus Norman came into contact with on a daily basis.

In New Jersey now, if Sean wants to check a person's background, there is no problem at all!

The topic of 'prisons are a part of the legal system and cannot be used as a tool for private profit' raised by House Norman, under Sean's deliberate instructions and guidance, has become 'whether private individuals can buy prisons', allowing the state The government should get rid of this huge burden, and at the same time, whether it can improve the prison environment is a big discussion.

New Jersey is Sean's stronghold, how could he not strengthen his control over New Jersey.

Although the matter of acquiring and starting a TV station has not yet been completed, Sean has secretly acquired several newspaper offices.

They are all relatively small newspapers.

But just leading the topic, plus Sean's financial support, it's not a big problem.

In a few days, Sean basically found out the details of this Congressman House.

In fact, it's really not difficult. Those who oppose Xiao En's acquisition of the prison must be a group of people who are seeking benefits in the current prison system.

The range isn't huge, and it's easy to find in this case.

Looking at the information in his hand, Sean sneered disdainfully, "A bunch of garbage, garbage that has been dazzled by greed."

There are wardens of several prisons, several businessmen who specialize in food and daily necessities, and a drug criminal.

Several wardens have worked in the system for decades and have extensive contacts. The entire profit-making system is centered on them, weaving into a network of interests covering all prison systems.

Just to be honest, looking at the above data, Sean felt ridiculous.

The state's expenditure on the entire prison system in one year is only 1.2 million U.S. dollars, and it needs to be distributed to more than 40000 prisoners in the state, each of which is less than 3000 U.S. dollars per year.

After mental calculation, Sean was a little dazed, and his mind uncontrollably converted to the rabbit. In 85, 250 dollars per person per month...

Forget it, you can't compare with rabbits.

After removing the minimum basic expenses, how much oil and water can only be scraped off by one person! ?

Xiao En did the math, the government invested so much, plus the money from the prisoners and their families, the total would be 1 million US dollars a year, and the entire prison system would have to share the profits.

There are not many divisions in their small group.

"Crack!" Throwing the information in his hand on the table, "I'm at death's door with poison!"

"Bill, tonight, I'm going to see that pan-drug guy."

Bill made an OK gesture!

Sean thought for a while, and shouted from behind, "Everyone, try to catch them alive, I'm talking about everyone!"

Two battle groups, a trivial conflict.

Sean wasn't in the mood to pay attention to this kind of skirmish.

This small pan-drug gang mainly supplies prisoners in the prison and does not sell it to the outside world, so the gang is not big. It only supplies goods at a fixed time on weekdays. There are few things and people are scattered.

The two combat groups were separated, and each of them aimed at one target.

Walking alone on the road, he suddenly felt something pressing on his waist. Before he could react, a "zi la la" electric current surged, and he was directly paralyzed by the electric shock. His body was supported by someone, and he was dragged directly into the car next to him.

One person drank at the bar, felt urgent to go to the toilet, and never came back.

One person was sleeping at home, and the door was opened. In his sleep, a cloth stained with ether was placed on his face. After struggling for a while, he passed out and disappeared together with the woman next to him.

One person just opened the door of the car and was about to get out of the car, when a car suddenly jumped up next to him, and he was pushed back into the car with his foot, the car was driven away, and the person disappeared without a trace.

……

The small group of 8 people disappeared overnight without leaving any clues.

His eyes swept over the eight people kneeling neatly in front of him when they were captured at the base, and Sean clicked his tongue, "It's poisonous, do you know it's against the law?"

"Don't you want to keep a low profile when doing this kind of thing, and come to provoke me?"

"Tell me, I'm curious, who gave you the courage to sabotage my plan?"

"What's the matter, do you think I, Sean, can't find it, is it because you guys are playing tricks behind your back, or do you think that Sean is easy to talk to?"

Until now, the arrested drug dealer leader didn't know who he was arrested by.

A look of disbelief was written on his face, "How could you find me!?"

He has no contact with the local gangs in New Jersey at all, and every drug transaction is sent to the prison along with the food. Except for a few wardens and those who do business, no one knows his existence.

"Ha." Sean sneered and felt a little dull, he was an ignorant person.

Do you really think that if you don't get in touch with the local gangs, you won't be able to find someone?

Damn, don't you know that money leaves traces?

All the money transferred by the government enters the prison from the bank and is transferred out of the prison. From the bank transfer records, the few businessmen who supply daily necessities to the prison can be directly caught.

I have found a businessman. Is it still difficult to find a few people who have a close relationship with a few people?

Even if you use cash transactions as much as possible, as long as you use the bank once, it will leave traces!

In addition, they should always meet and talk, not to mention that the money of this group of people must be cleaned from several businessmen before entering their private accounts.

Is it hard to find someone?

He is not a policeman, and he is not going to take them to court. He wants to pursue the reasonable and legal evidence obtained and the reasonable and legal channels for obtaining them.

I'm a fucking mafia!

Sean lost interest in an instant, turned around and left with his goodbyes, leaving only one sentence before leaving.

"Use electrocution and water torture to knock out what they know. In addition, don't cause any damage to the body."

After leaving the base, Torre frowned and asked, "Why can't you cause any damage to your body? Boss, are you going to hand him over to the police?"

Ask if you don't understand, he knows that he is being trained by Xiao En's side.

"Why bother the police, the police are busy too." Xiao En said with a smile: "After the question is clear, send it to train in fighting skills, and then send it to the ring to fight life and death. Only one person can Live and die!"

"Remember, even a piece of toilet paper is valuable, and even dog poop can be used as flower fertilizer."

"Life and death, the kind that is sure to die, at least create more than 100 million income, isn't it delicious?"

"Sweet!" Torre held out a thumb, the boss is still ruthless, he is indeed a person who extracts oil from the garbage dump.

It's all over New Jersey now, Sean, a man who can squeeze oil out of the trash!

capitalist?

The capitalists cried when they saw it!

"Well, by then, those who didn't die will probably be useless, and they will all be sent to the power plant to be burned. Why haven't they sent out a few kilowatt-hours of electricity!"

Torre: (*－`ω′－) people

Drug criminals and the like, in Sean's eyes, are all fake and ruthless people. Sure enough, the next morning, the confessions made by these guys reached Sean's desk.

"Investigate by category, and hand over those that can be used as legal evidence to the police, and those that can't be handed over to the newspaper." Xiao En picked up the milk on the table and drank it in one gulp, and continued: "Fry this matter up, our general public They have the right to know!"

"Look, look at how dark the prison is now!"

"Prisoners are people too, and our fellow citizens!"

"So many of our compatriots are living in dire straits."

"Can I, Sean, just watch?"

"cannot!"

"Rescue the prisoners, start now!"

Originally, based on the connections and relationships of several wardens, the procuratorate would not prosecute them.

Everyone in the internal system knows they have a problem, but I won't prosecute, what the hell!

Officials protect each other, the whole world is the same.

However, some people came forward to expose, at a time when the public is focusing on prison-related issues, even if it is just a few small newspapers that have exposed the corruption of several wardens.

Because the exposed material was too real, those big newspapers quickly followed up, and immediately, a wave inevitably took shape.

Of course, if you want to promote public prosecution, this will be much slower, and the investigation and evidence collection alone will be very troublesome.

Even if you know the result and then deduce the answer, it is the same. It is a difficulty to obtain evidence legally.