If I agree to your request, I must have Alzheimer's disease.
Montgomery thought so in his heart.
It's not that Montgomery doesn't trust Lake. On the contrary, Montgomery trusts Lake very much, at least when it comes to solving cases. After all, Lake's crime-solving rate is obvious to all. Otherwise, Lake would not have become the fastest promoted in the serious crime squad and the youngest among the three teams.
Kate Beckett, the leader of Group 2, is one year older than Lake.
but...
The textile factory was not an ordinary textile factory, but a textile factory that donated five million during the World Trade Center incident last month and was received by the mayor and governor.
Moreover, the textile factory has connections with the New York Disabled Persons' Federation.
If we are not careful and stir up a hornet's nest, just stirring up a hornet's nest of the Disabled Persons' Federation is enough to put the New York Police Department in a passive position, not to mention the mayor and the governor.
so.
Montgomery covered his forehead and said to Lake in front of him, "Give me evidence, solid evidence. Forget about sending in the SWAT team. Even if you want the National Guard to cooperate with your operation, there will be no problem. The prerequisite is evidence. Evidence that will give me the confidence to challenge the Disabled Persons' Federation, the mayor, and the governor the moment you start."
I knew it would be like this.
Lake listened to Montgomery's somewhat earnest warning, sighed inwardly, then turned and left Montgomery's office.
In the evening.
Lake entered the study and rubbed his brow.
I'm angry!
It was the textile factory that angered Lake.
The same thing.
Lake had already made a plan, and even if he knew the plot, he was too lazy to get involved. You guys fight yourselves, and I play mine.
after all...
He has already mastered the core skills of the textile factory, and Lake doesn't even look down on that rag loom.
As a result, when Lake was thinking that it was none of his business and he could just stay out of it, the textile factory had already opened fire.
If the tiger doesn't show its power, do you think I'm a sick cat?
The textile mills must be destroyed.
When Lake thought of the exciting moment in the afternoon, he thought viciously in his heart, and the textile factory must be destroyed as soon as possible, at least before that useless Xiaobai.
If that good-for-nothing Xiaobai were to take action, wouldn't all the cash in the textile factory explode?
Isn't that evidence?
Give you evidence!
This time, Lake was determined to lead his troops to encircle and suppress the textile factory.
Just right.
Today, his girlfriend Maureen did not come to his place, but went back to her apartment. After all, the two of them were just in a relationship. Although they would occasionally eat and sleep at the Xingchen Building, most of the time they went back to their own homes.
This is also easy to understand.
Both of them need their own private space.
Think about it.
Lake walked to the bookcase in the study and looked at the third book in the third row on the left, "Language and Performance Art".
Toggle.
There was a crisp sound of clicking.
The bookshelf moved, revealing a safe hidden behind it.
Open.
Inside was a black card, ten stacked gold coins, and something that looked like a pocket watch.
This contains Lake's things as the Black King.
With glasses on, Lake is Lake.
Without his glasses, Lake becomes the lone killer in the dark, the Black King!
The gold-rimmed glasses are also an item, belonging to the mysterious prop series. They were not obtained through a lottery, but were won through a lottery for the coming-of-age gift given by the plug-in when Lake turned twenty-one.
[Gold-rimmed glasses: Prop type, no grade, rule-based. Want to know why no one suspects Superman when he wears glasses? Want to know why Conan is so unscrupulous when solving cases with glasses? Put on these glasses and you can do it too.]
Frankly speaking, if it weren't for these glasses, Lake wouldn't have chosen to work part-time for the New York Police Department.
The twenty gold coins in this safe are the rewards Lake received for carrying out assassination missions in the past few years.
Twenty gold coins could buy you twenty stays at the Continental Hotel, twenty corpses collected by the corpse collection team, and forty glasses of wine at the Continental Hotel bar...
I am indeed a poor man!
Lake thought about the total value of the gold coins in front of him, and felt sad. If it weren't for the existence of this gold-eating plug-in, Lake dared to guarantee that he would now be financially independent and own his own castle.
but...
You can become a god by spending money!
Lake thought about the slogan of the plug-in, and the sadness in his heart was reduced a little. He grabbed the gold coins and the black card belonging to his Black King from the safe and put them into his pocket.
To be honest, if not all the services in the Continental Hotel required gold coins, Lake would have thought about exchanging these twenty gold coins for US dollars.
Thinking of the full amount of gold coins in Baba Yaga's basement, Lake began to wonder whether he should steal them and take them home after leaving the Star Building.
Anyway, Baba Yaga has retired and his wife is still alive. As long as he doesn't touch his wife, Lake feels that there is still a high chance of success.
But when Lake thought about his motto of "black eats black", he gave up the idea.
It takes skill to rob other gangs.
steal?
That thing is simply not presentable, and Lake disdains it.
Ten minutes later.
When Lake walked out of the corner near the Star Building, he had put away his gold-rimmed glasses, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards the Continental Hotel on Pearl Street, which was not far from here, two blocks away.
He used four gold coins to buy a certificate of the mutual aid society. As long as the textile factory gave him a profit of more than one million, Lake felt that he would make a huge profit.
but...
When Lake stepped into the Continental Hotel, which looked ordinary and was no different from an ordinary hotel lobby, he suddenly had a feeling that maybe the four gold coins could be saved.
wrong.
Use one!
"Good evening, Black King."
"Good evening."
"drink wine."
Lake nodded and smiled at the black servant behind the reception desk, then took out a gold coin from his pocket and pushed it over.
After the black servant collected the gold coins, he looked at the waiter who was heading down to the elevator door of the bar and nodded.
Lake walked over and entered the elevator.
This gold coin is the entrance fee, and the drinks in the hotel are charged separately.
Very dark.
But who can blame it? The mainland hotels have almost formed a monopoly industrial chain in the killer world. First monopolize and then reap the benefits. Even the mainland hotels have learned the tricks of the outside capitalists.
The heart is too dark.
bite!
The elevator opens.
The soft light music seemed a little out of place in this dim bar, and the atmosphere in the bar today seemed a little weirder than usual.
Several killers who had nothing to do tonight sat in their seats as usual, but their eyes were all looking at a man sitting in a booth not far away.
Several people looked at the man with awe, admiration, and regret in their eyes.
cross.
Carlos.
The man who defected from the mutual aid organization!
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