Chapter 16

"Contact the Director. The outside world has always had a good reputation for Director George. He has a high position and will not be corroded by those money." Daisy tried to make a suggestion.

Bright was a little stunned. He was a little patrolman to contact the chief of the New York Police Department?

There are seventy-seven bureaus, twelve traffic bureaus, and nine housing bureaus in New York. There are more than 30,000 regular police officers alone. What kind of onion is he in front of the chief!

What's more, reporting by leaps and bounds is a serious incident no matter how you think about it, and the black patrol police must measure the impact of the whole incident on themselves.

"If the chief doesn't listen to my explanation, then I'll be finished..." He said to Daisy, a little worried.

Daisy knew that Chief George was a good person, but others didn't know. She couldn't explain her source of information, so she could only say nothing and wait for the black patrol to make up her mind.

"Okay, this thing should be done, this is my mission! But then you have to go with me to see the chief." After a while, the black patrolman didn't know what to make up his mind, and said in a firm tone.

Daisy has nothing to do. How to get on the line of the chief is the matter of the black patrol officer. She only needs to recount her findings when the time comes.

In the next few days, Daisy was very cautious. Instead of walking on the street, she took a crash course in karate and practiced for two days.

The last time she dealt with a few gangsters, she realized her shortcomings. Melee fighting was completely ineffective, and relying on shock waves was not a long-term solution.

As a city with a population of 10 million, New York naturally has a place to teach oriental martial arts, which means Wing Chun Hong Quan. However, Daisy was short of time, so she could only find some simple and easy-to-learn martial arts.

Between taekwondo and karate, she chose karate.

In the evening, the black patrol police who disappeared for three days found her.

"Go to your director's house for dinner? Brett, you are doing well! Perform well tonight, promotion and salary increase are not a problem." Daisy and the black patrol officer are now grasshoppers on the same boat, and their relationship has been invisibly drawn into few.

On the way, Daisy sighed when she heard Brett's experience in the past two days, this black man really worked hard.

The black patrol officer was quite clever and didn't use the police's internal mail system. He behaved like a stunned young man. Under the strange eyes of his colleagues, he ran over quickly and posted a ticket on his own chief's car.

The chief was stunned. How did such a blind patrol officer recruit into the police system? Out of love for the younger generation, he held the black patrol officer to talk for a few words. Before his teaching was finished, he was interrupted. The black person took this opportunity to quickly tell the story again.

Mr. Secretary does not listen to the wind or the rain, and he can achieve this position without relying on his blood.

There must be various relationships behind this level of business, and he needs more evidence, which is why he invites them to dinner at home tonight.

The director seems to be fairly clean. He lives in a high-rise building in Upper Manhattan. The two stepped out of the elevator and pressed the doorbell of 2016, and a middle-aged man came to open the door.

The man was thin, blond, sharp-eyed, unsmiling, even at home in a suit and tie.

He looked at Daisy with his eyes before letting them in.

The director's wife was very enthusiastic and invited them to eat together.

At the dinner table, Daisy met several other family members of Stacey's family, first of all, the famous Gwen, this blonde beauty looked fourteen or fifteen years old, well developed, and her eyes were a little hostile to Daisy.

This is the first reaction of a beautiful woman when she sees a beautiful woman, at least Daisy thinks so.

There was still a boy and a half left, who looked seven or eight years old, and Daisy remembered that they would have a boy in the future.

At the dinner table, she also saw Stacey's famous lemon sea bass.

To be honest, the cooking skills here are simply a nightmare. Daisy has traveled through two months,

Except for the "Chinese cuisine" of the maid, she has never eaten a satisfying meal.

Everyday bread and vegetable salad work, and now I see a serious meal, after getting the signal to start eating, I throw my cheeks away and eat it.

It doesn't matter to her how to eat perch. She can eat people from incredible countries, not to mention perch, even crocodiles.

At first, Mrs. Stacey was kind enough to ask her if she was not used to her living habits and how many friends she had around her. Later, when she saw that she was having a good time, she closed her mouth.

Karate practice consumes stamina, and the use of supernatural powers also consumes stamina. Although it has been mentioned several times, the maid is still taking the delicate route of cooking. In order not to appear to be a rice bucket, Daisy has not eaten happily for a long time.

Beauty is justice, even if a beautiful woman does bad things, she can be whitewashed, not to mention just eating fiercely?

She has no manners at all, temperament and these things, she naturally eats generously, but it makes the director and the director's wife a little favored.

People with ulterior motives will not eat so calmly, this is the idea of ​​Mr. Secretary.

This girl seems to have not eaten for a long time, why is she so hungry? This is the view of the chief's wife.

Gwen, who has always maintained her ladylike demeanor, was astonished at her. Could this person just escape from somewhere? It's too edible!

Daisy ate one-third of a table of dishes to the point where she wiped her mouth and looked like she was full.

Leaving a disgruntled little Gwen and mother to clear the table, Daisy and the black patrolman entered the chief's parlour.

"Miss Johnson, can you tell me how you discovered the target?" The director spoke first.

Daisy wouldn't say that she was targeted by a perverted old woman and then killed her. Now she needs to use the power of the police to help herself out of trouble.

She made up a story about being entrusted to find a fellow villager, and then the conversation changed: "Mr. Director, I have reason to suspect that there are a large number of Chinese who have been brutally abused in the other party's underground facility."

"These are all evidence I have collected, although not direct evidence."

She took out a stack of documents from her backpack, including water and electricity consumption, records of food delivery trucks, and several tracing notices posted on the Internet. If possible, she really wanted to take the photo of Mrs. Gao to the director.

"Uncle policeman, this is the man!"

She very much hoped that the next super wanted order would be shot and killed when she saw it. Unfortunately, the old lady was very vigilant and was never caught by the camera.

Director George read the information over and over again, and as long as he has a brain, he can analyze that this is a major case.

The other party may think that they are protected by the local police and have almost no scruples. A lot of evidence is so obvious that any citizen can find it.

Without understanding the cause and effect, Director George actually thought that the little girl Daisy was a good girl and had a great sense of justice!

Commissioner George has seen a lot of crimes like this, relying on his blood to investigate criminals, most of them are amazing, and most of them are women.