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Chapter 202 - 202

Director Edwin."

"Ms. Decker!"

"Director Edwin!"

"Team Leader Jeremy."

After a while, Team Leader Jeremy from the Immigration Bureau and Ms. Dirk from the Women's Protection Agency arrived at the scene with their men. After Lake shook hands with them, he gave them the small room with the secret door.

Without a doubt.

The scene below the secret door shocked them.

This is Chinatown. Simply put, it is also considered the urban area. There are people who have smuggled into Los Angeles, but at most they are detained in some remote suburbs, not directly in the city center.

How arrogant is this?

Just because his dad is a city councilor?

Oh.

"Sir!"

Adam walked over and said to Lake, "It's ready outside."

Lake hummed.

Outside.

Staff from the Los Angeles Homeland Security Office have already set up a simple press conference, the spokesperson from the Office of External Press Liaison has also arrived, and several major newspapers in Los Angeles have also sent representatives.

This is Los Angeles. There is no doubt that the press liaison of the Office of Homeland Security must be extremely good-looking. At this moment, after understanding the simple situation, the press liaison is outside answering reporters' questions.

Lake stood at the door, looked from a distance, and did not choose to go over.

He came here for vacation, not to work. Although he enjoyed the feeling of being on camera, Lake had promised Rachel that he would give her exclusive interview rights.

The outside world is just a brief explanation of the situation here.

after all...

Under the instigation of the lackeys of the arrested congressman, there were vague signs that a large-scale demonstration was about to take place in Chinatown not far away.

This won't work.

We cannot allow good people to be exploited by bad people. The public has the right to know, and the honest people in Chinatown who make a living overseas need to know that this is not directed at them.

As the press conference outside continued, wow, wow, wow, wow, several hospitals not far away also arrived here with ambulances after contacting the women's protection agency.

The smuggled women, dressed in rags and emitting a foul odor, came out of the room one by one after a simple checkup, wrapped in towels they had purchased urgently.

Anger was written all over the faces of the staff at the women's protection agency.

Team leader Jamie Ray of the Immigration and Customs Enforcement Agency was so furious at the wife of the California State Assembly Speaker, Ms. Dirk, who works for the Los Angeles Women's Protection Agency, that he was unable to say anything and simply transferred these illegal women from one small dark room to another.

Team leader Jeremy glanced at Lake with a worried look on his face. He suspected that Lake did it on purpose, but he seemed to have no solid evidence.

These illegal immigrant women are under the jurisdiction of the Immigration Bureau, but because of their gender, it is normal to call the women's protection agency. However, if there is a man among them, they don't need to be called.

Because if there is a man inside, he is called a stowaway.

But there are no men in it, only women, so it is inevitable that people will think of words like slaves.

As the illegal immigrant women got on the bus one by one, the reporters attending the press conference became excited instantly. The spotlights kept flashing in that direction. After seeing Lake, they shouted and asked Lake to answer a few questions.

Lake ignored him and got into the car. This matter was not over yet.

If we say we will get to the bottom of it, we will definitely get to the bottom of it.

Lake will find out who is involved.

One sentence.

According to the confession of the car shop owner, he did not reveal Brian O'Connor's undercover identity, but the amazing thing is that these guys actually revealed Brian O'Connor's undercover identity and asked Brian O'Connor to come with them to pick up the car.

Why?

To prevent vehicle inspections on the road, with Brian O'Connor's opportune action, can these vehicles pass the inspection safely without being discovered by law enforcement agencies?

Lake didn't care why. He only cared about how these guys knew Brian O'Connor's undercover identity.

The identity of an undercover federal agent was leaked.

There is no doubt that this is a security issue and a serious leak. If they know the undercover identity of the federal agent, they may know the identities of other undercover agents. This is a serious national security issue.

Lake is in charge of national security.

Office of Homeland Security.

"Where is the guest?"

"Guest room three."

As he led the way, a Homeland Agent said to Lake, "He's asking for a lawyer, Chief."

Lake pushed the door open expressionlessly.

The monkey-born federal man, who was leaning his hands on the table, immediately started shouting loudly.

"Bang!"

"ah!"

Lake shook his right fist and looked at the teeth that fell to the ground: "Now you have learned what it means to be quiet."

The left side of the monkey's cheek turned red, his glasses were knocked off, and he stared at Lake intently: "It's you, you killed my son, it's you, I'm going to sue you, I'm going to..."

"Bang!"

"...ah!!!"

Lake stretched his neck, adjusted his cuffs, pulled out a chair, sat down, and looked at the monkey man opposite him: "Who told you the identity information of the federal agent undercover?"

The monkey-born stared at Lake with hatred in his eyes.

Lake chuckled.

Click!

Bang!

The Glock XVII was loaded and slapped directly on the table, then Lake looked up to the camera that was flashing and showing that it was running.

The camera was tactfully turned off.

The monkey congressman seemed to be getting nervous.

"Colluding with terrorists, suspected of terrorist activities, suspected of manipulating and imprisoning women, suspected of using non-narcotic drugs, suspected of stealing federal undercover information, suspected of endangering national security..."

Lake directly listed the 32 federal crimes that could be placed on this monkey congressman one by one. After a pause, he sneered at the monkey congressman and said, "Hire a lawyer and sue me. I can kill you right here and there, and I won't have any trouble at all."

Not to mention that Lake is a military man, only the military court is qualified to try him.

Just talking about the Purple Heart that Lake received, as long as there is no solid evidence, Lake is completely a walking get-out-of-jail-free medal.

In the Marvel Universe, the Federation's Purple Heart Medal is not yet so common that it is not comparable to the Purple Heart Medal on the Earth of Origin, which can be obtained with just a slight scratch.

The Monkey Descendant said nothing.

Lake chuckled. "Don't tell me, that's fine. We've already checked your call logs and your itinerary for the past few days. I'll bring in anyone you've spoken to, even if they're just casual friends you've met. Your secretary, your assistant, your family, every single one of them, they're all suspected of the same crime as you. As for the others, haha, I'd like to see if they still won't help you under these 32 federal felonies. As for you..."

"Crash!"

Lake turned his head to glance at the observation room. The camera was secretly turned on. With a clatter, Lake slid the Glock 17 into the monkey's hands. "Come, avenge your son. I'll give you a chance. The bullet is loaded. Just pull the trigger and you can avenge your son."

Said.

Lake immediately let go of Glock with his right hand, then folded his arms, leaned back in his chair, and looked at the monkey-American congressman opposite him who was trembling all over with a smile on his face.

The few cute new agents in the observation room looked at each other.

quite a while.

Lake sneered, stood up and walked towards the door.

Just then.

"Shit!"

"careful!"

Amid the exclamations of several newbies in the observation room, the trembling monkey descendant, head bowed, grabbed the Glock 17 in his hand, and with bloodshot eyes, pointed the gun at Lake, who had his back to him: "I will kill you."

Said.

The Vietnamese pulled the trigger directly.

but...

Next second.

"boom!"

"puff!"

"…"

Everyone in the observation room was stunned.

Lake turned around and looked at the monkey-descended man leaning on the chair with a hole in his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief at the last moment.

Seems to be thinking.

This gun...

Why doesn't the bullet come out of the barrel, but from the back?

Adam, who was outside, heard the gunshots and ran in. He was also surprised when he saw the scene in the interrogation room.

What's going on?

In the observation room.

The interrogation is played in reverse.

The picture was very clear. The moment Lake turned around, the monkey man grabbed the pistol directly. Then, at the moment of shooting, no flames burst out of the barrel. The bullet came out from the back, and then the specially made explosive bomb hit his own chest directly, blowing a big hole.

To put it simply.

The monkey descendants committed suicide.

The evidence is conclusive.

The strange gun made by Ling Lingqi was also a prize from the last lottery. Lake always thought that he would have no chance to use it, but now it seems that, just like what was said in the movie, even a piece of toilet paper has its value.

This is true.

Isn't this what is being used?

After a while.

Information analysts from the Office of Homeland Security looked up the numbers of the monkey congressman's cell phone, office phone, and his son's phone, and then directly matched them with the number of the FBI office in Los Angeles, finding a suspicious call.

Billy Kings.

That was the African-American federal agent who was in charge of Brian O'Connor's undercover operation.

On the day when these black cars were transported here, Billy Kings' office had a ten-minute phone call with the Monkey Councilman's office. No one knew what they talked about, but it was obvious that after the call, the black car gang had already discovered Brian O'Connor's undercover identity that evening.

Adam came back to his senses and looked at Lake, who seemed to be asking, "Are you going to arrest someone?"

Lake thought for a while, took out his phone, and called the FBI chief in California directly.

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