Chapter 455

"It feels so good, really good..."

In the car, Mariah Carey tilted her head on Song Ya's shoulder and murmured.

"There are very few reporters, and Louise's report is from the Los Angeles media. At least tomorrow will be the news." Song Ya replied.

"I'm not talking about the news, but this feeling that I finally don't have to hide anything from the outside world, and I can show up in front of the camera hand in hand with the one I love." She said.

"I can understand." Song Ya held her in her arms. After her debut, her relationship with Motura had to be kept secret, and she even hid from herself, but now she is finally free.

"Maybe we need one of those cars, the one that's separate from the cab." She mouthed again at the old McNuel who was driving.

"Hey." Song Ya knew what was going on in her mind, "Woman..."

"Hateful..." She coquettishly slapped her arm.

The two began to discuss to officially open the two floors, "I want to live in New York, so we still lack a country house..."

"Like the one you and he planned to buy?" Song Ya asked.

"Well, it's super big, and then the house will find a designer and build it according to your own ideas..." she said longingly.

Raising a diva is not cheap, "I'll start looking for a place right away." Song Ya replied with only about $5 million in working capital.

"Let's pay for it together." She said, "Don't be macho and buy it secretly by yourself, and the location needs to be approved by me."

"It's all up to you." Diva can make money, which is much better than Song Ya's unilateral contribution to women before.

Back in Tribeca, she began to discuss with the female assistant how to renovate the house where the two lived. Song Ya sent Linda there as well, "Let her rest as soon as possible, she is already very tired from rehearsal."

Linda nodded and joined in, while Song Ya herself continued to have a tense meeting with her subordinates.

Late at night, Vic came back.

"I really didn't have a chance to talk to that Italian man named Antonio, so I just tried to pass a note to him." Vic said, "Sean and I have observed him and his lawyer, and I suggest you check his lawyer." background, that guy doesn’t seem to be a small character.”

"Antonio, the kind that a small agent can't afford?" Song Ya asked.

"Yes, at first I felt like the kind of lawyer who works for the mafia. I don't work for any law firm. I work alone, but my clothes and consumption are much better than ordinary lawyers. I also have a long Italian His face." Vic replied: "The old man Antonio looks very flustered, he doesn't look like the kind of person who would dare to bug you or Mariah Carey."

"So he must have been pushed out to take the blame, right?" Song Ya nodded.

"Have you ever thought about what you would do if Antonio confessed to the police that you were behind it?" Vic suggested a possibility.

"It's impossible. I wiretapped, I reported the crime, and I asked someone to arrest me?"

"It was Mariah Carey who eavesdropped. You acted like you knew about it, and the tape was in your hands. Am I right?" Vic said with experience, "Antonio killed you with a single bite. It will take a long time until he is officially sentenced, as long as this news is revealed, can you stand the media's excuses?"

"But the negative effect of doing this is too great. Antonio's eavesdropping, perjury and false accusations, he will never get out of prison in this life, he is not stupid, he will not know this kind of stake? The lies involving me can also be easily exposed .” Song Ya shook her head.

"What if Antonio killed you the moment he recruited you, like the murderer who assassinated Kennedy?" Vic sneered, "The Mafia is very skilled in this trick."

"If my enemy has this ability, then I will admit it. They don't need to go through any trouble at all. Wouldn't it be easier and more convenient to send gunmen to kill me?" Song Ya asked back.

"So you have to increase the security level." Vic said: "Every idiot who was assassinated thought that the target would not be himself before he died. Let's not talk about this, where is my two hundred thousand?"

"You didn't even say a word."

"I passed the news,

From the standpoint of the old man, he analyzed it for him. As long as he has brains, as long as he doesn't want to die, he won't foolishly take things down, or falsely accuse you for the real mastermind. Otherwise, he would probably be stabbed to death with a sharpened toothbrush handle by any prisoner when he returned to the place of detention. Vic stretched out his hand: "Quick, I don't want a check, I just want petty cash." "

"Fxxk, that little note of yours should be worth 200,000 yuan, and it didn't show our tails."

Song Ya signaled the old Mike to take out a small combination box, which he hadn't gone to for a long time, and inside it was the 200,000 small cash he managed to scrape together.

Vic opened the box, counted the number greedily, changed the password with satisfaction, and left with it.

"You must keep an eye on this case." Song Ya found Hamlin, "and find the private investigator who is cooperating with you to check on Antonio's lawyer."

"Okay." Hamlin went to work immediately.

The next day, in the morning, the reporter reporting on Louise had already rushed back to Los Angeles, photo printing, newspaper typesetting, and now the official announcement has not been released.

"As, someone from the law enforcement unit is looking for you." Linda said.

"What unit?"

"The Anti-Money Laundering Division of the Justice Department, and the people from the banks."

"What?" Song Ya was taken aback, "Call Goodman and Hamlin."

"An appointment to meet here?" Linda asked.

"Just here, but let them communicate first and ask why they came to me."

It turned out that the other party came because of the case of Mira's father. Song Ya, who was relieved, chose to meet the other party accompanied by Goodman, Hamlin, Eli, and Linda. DOJ, fbi, and two banks.

"My client doesn't have much time. As you know, all conversations are for the purpose of active cooperation and may be suspended at any time." Hamlin first said a few words that must be said.

"We understand, try not to waste Mr. As's time."

The people from the Ministry of Justice cut to the chase, "Mr. As, do you have any financial dealings with Miss Mira and her parents?"

"No, we've never done business in partnership." Song Ya replied: "Her father failed to ask me for money, so he called me Hei Grandet everywhere."

Those seven people all laughed, and they all seemed to know the stalk.

"What about money transactions? In various senses." The banker added.

"Uh, Mira gave me some expensive gifts, and I gave her some, as well as some expenses for living and playing together. Basically, I pay the bills, and nothing else." Song Ya recalled, and didn't feel that there was nothing wrong with it. said place.

"Did she transfer money to your bank account?" the Justice Department guy asked.

"No, she doesn't even know my account. We never talk about it. What's the problem? Why do you come to ask these?" Song Ya asked back.

"We just received some tips." The FBI said, "Can you submit all the gifts you accept to us for review? We need to find out the specific value."

"Hey!" Song Ya was unhappy, and looked at Goodman and Hamlin, "The gift I gave her was more expensive than the one I received! And it was all bought by Mira with her own money, and most of her money was bought by that Control over greedy parents with little voluntary power."

"You want to confiscate?" Goodman asked.

"It's not confiscation, it's an investigation. If there is no problem, it will be returned." A person from the judicial department said: "We will clarify it carefully."

"Most of them are at home in Chicago." Song Ya replied.

"Is it convenient to make a list? We will send someone to Chicago to pick it up."

"fxxk!"

Song Ya cursed, there was no way, took the pen and paper handed over by the other party, and wrote while recalling, some past memories of getting along with Mira came to mind.

"How's the case with Meera's father going?" Goodman took the opportunity to ask.

"Basically, Mr. Jovovich is going to be in prison for the rest of his life," replied a banker.

"Is it heavier than murder?"

"Maybe the sentence is heavier than serial murder. He deceived many big shots."

Song Ya looked up and looked at Goodman, but there was nothing to say. After the list was finished, he asked Hayden to go to Chicago to take out the relevant gifts at home and hand them in.

"Miss Mira has agreed to cooperate with us." The other party revealed some of Mira's recent situation before leaving, "She and her mother will return to Mira to cooperate with our investigation in the near future, and we will check your account in the near future to determine whether you are involved Assisting Mr. Jovovich in the money laundering case."

"What? Why didn't you just say that?" The account still needs to be investigated, which is something that every rich person in the United States would never want to encounter.

"So you have one last chance."

The other party raised the list in his hand, "Is this really all there is? If something is found out, the consequences will be very serious."

"That's all." Song Ya stared at the other party coldly, "The person who reported me has ulterior motives, don't let him take advantage of you."

"We won't."

The other party nodded, and the seven people left, and the room was quite empty in an instant, "It must be Motura." Song Ya said.

"There will be news soon, if Motura really did it." Eli opened his hands and said loudly: "As was involved in the Ponzi scheme and was investigated by the Ministry of Justice for helping the father of his ex-girlfriend to launder money. Look, this Isn’t the headline sensational? And not a single lie was said.”

"Motura only has those tricks. I can handle all the slanders, and it's not like I haven't been hacked before."

Song Ya knows that this kind of thing is inevitable, and if the delay continues, Motura will use more and more similar methods. He has long been mentally prepared, "Based on what I know about him, all my records will be downloaded immediately." framed."

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