Chapter 653 One Head and Two Big Ones

"Anonymous... I can cut letters or words from newspapers and magazines and splice them together. I write with my left hand on the surface of the envelope and deliver it..."

Old Mike thought about it, "I can handle the delivery, and I guarantee that the source will not be traced, but I can't get the text of the letter."

"Um."

The old man is loyal enough, and his anti-reconnaissance ability is fine, but it is indeed a bit difficult for him to come up with an article that can impress the extreme white media. Song Ya nodded, "I will write it, right now."

'Hello, XX newspaper, I send my most respectful greetings to your misunderstood but incomparably excellent work in Chicago. As we all know, the situation here is much worse than in the South. Doing evil in the city...'

Song Ya used the small post-it note and pen in the bar to write while deliberating, 'They have polluted this new continent, Chicago, New York, Los Angeles, New Orleans, Baltimore...'

Old Mike looked at him who was bowing his head and writing quickly, and then followed him to read the extreme white tone that his nib smoothly imitated, with as subtle an expression as possible.

' But the light of hope never goes out, there are still some last Aryan consciences here, and several members of the Chicago Police Department's Anti-Drug and Anti-Organized Violence Task Force have been on the streets for many years to protect our peace and tranquility and black gangs Constantly confronting, fighting, and fighting bloody battles all day long, but these real heroes are slandered as 'stormtroopers' and can only live in the hatred and prejudice woven by the media against the people. This makes me extremely sad...'

'The FBI has also fallen. Recently, they arrested four police officers who protected us and carried out their righteous mission wholeheartedly without giving any reason. The local police seemed unwilling to support them. The heroes are about to be treated unfairly. I I sincerely beg your newspaper to give them some help...'

'Forgive me for choosing to post this anonymously out of cowardice and cowardice, God bless America. '

"Give."

Song Ya handed the written note to Old Mike, and carefully tore off the bottom few sheets of paper with the imprint of the pen tip, found a lighter and burned it.

"I'll do it right away." Old Mike took the note away.

"be quick."

Although Alicia was out of the situation, she at least brought the key information that Vic and Sean were arrested precisely because the FBI inspector was killed. This alone made Song Ya extremely dizzy. Conviction is still far away.

Evidence was needed for a conviction, and I didn't have any evidence for them. It was definitely not enough to rely on Sean and Vic's testimony, because it was not I who ordered Vic to do things, but Peter.

But this is not the case of MJ and Simpson. This is the case of the FBI's own people being killed. Maybe the FBI can't find the evidence and send him to the cell. Guess the truth from the money transactions of En and others.

For example, Vic donated the money for the treatment of his children to a private hospital, and the hospital used the normal procedures of charity projects to treat the two children free of charge. Legally, these two things are completely irrelevant, and it is difficult for the FBI to take responsibility. What did the senior management of the hospital pry out the schedule? This kind of doctor has a high social status, and he works in tacit agreement with his own side of the industry that is tacitly tacit.

But so what? It doesn't affect the knowledgeable people to see through it at a glance, and it is even more impossible for the FBI to not understand this set of hidden rules for the transmission of social interests in the United States.

As long as the FBI thinks it can be believed that they ordered Vic to kill Sinaloa and caused the death of their agent, then even if they can't accuse themselves, they will definitely retaliate from other aspects. They have a hundred ways to disgust themselves, They are the FBI.

Vic is not very good at confessing, but Sean is not necessarily. In any case, Song Ya knows that he is in big trouble, and he must let them see a lawyer as soon as possible to stabilize their mentality. As long as the FBI is pulled to conventional means, rich people can There is a lot of room to play, otherwise you will be completely blind, and it is useless to have money, just like now.

What if Sean recruited? Then I can only use the top political connections to public relations, because it is absolutely impossible to establish a broad consensus within the FBI that APLUS indirectly caused the death of their own people, or the same sentence, it has nothing to do with whether they are convicted or not, if they are identified by law enforcement officers They are the instigators behind the scenes. Even if they can get away with it, they will fall into their hands for another matter. At that time, the new and old grudges will be counted together...

This is not a trivial matter, and it needs to be carefully studied and judged before making a choice. If you use upper-level connections, such as Gore or Underwood, you will be pinched by those people for a lifetime.

And once the low-probability incident like being sued in court really happens, with the lessons of the MJ case and the "success" experience of the Simpson case, maybe I have to form a fantasy lawyer team to make sure nothing goes wrong. There is also inciting black groups to make troubles to put pressure on the FBI, so the energy of the officiant Jesse Jackson can be used, maybe it is not unacceptable to buy that inner city broadcasting company...

And Peter, Mr. State Attorney's current reaction is also unsatisfactory. Song Ya is one head and two big. He racked his brains to conceive some plans by himself, and then asked Old Mike to call Goodman back before he went to work. , "How much is my second tranche of campaign contributions to Peter and when will it be paid out?"

"The second sum should be paid by Susie's charitable organization, about $50,000, in early April."

Goodman recalled the answer.

Of course, Song Ya would not directly use an organization to give Peter a single campaign fund of one million. You find a better excuse." Goodman asked.

"No, don't provoke him now."

In a federal country like the United States, the governor has a lot of power. This is not a small game. His own one million is important to Peter's campaign, but it is not that important in real terms. American politicians abandon the funder or counteract it. Funders are very common, it depends on whether the cost of betrayal is high enough.

Unlike the previous Bahn Chemical acquisition case where I withdrew a confession from Underwood's wife Claire, that time it was nothing more than a matter of money, but this time it was a matter of fate, and it was the fate of an FBI agent. Peter's political future would also suffer if he failed to handle it well. Influence. If Vic is really biting wildly in the hands of the FBI, he can't escape. In addition to killing Sinaloa, he also helped him get rid of Little Lowry. Vic was also involved, and Vic also helped him contact Song Ya knew that several major gangs in Chicago held a peace conference. Everyone in the Chicago realm knows that Vic is "his man". It is estimated that Vic, who Song Ya doesn't know, has also helped him a lot, and he is probably very big on his side. If he is stimulated by a confession at this time, who knows what he will do? What's the reaction...

"That?" Goodman looked puzzled.

"APLUS! The first show has started!" At this time Al rushed over and urged, "Come on!"

"Uh, forget about the second payment. You go to his campaign manager, Eli, and start talking about the third payment. Only talk about the campaign, and don't say anything else."

After he finished speaking, he followed into the box where the music was rumbling.

Old Mike drove the car out of the bar. He saw two white men in the car on the side of the road staring intently at the door. They should be FBI plainclothes. He gritted his teeth, called Mawota, and said in code words Remind him to be vigilant, and go get busy with sending the anonymous letter first.

At the same time, Carl Letterman returned to the interrogation room. He sat in front of Sean, and said with a somewhat begging smile, "Sean, let's take it easy and talk about your trip to New York."

"I need to see a lawyer." Sean put his hands on his forehead, very frustrated.

"You were treated well in New York, right? I noticed you were staying at a nice hotel, and I got some records from the hotel at the time, did some of you pay for it? Wow, a full set in the room French cuisine, and massage service, are you asking for it?"

Carl Letterman shoved some documents in front of him, staring unblinkingly at his expressions and reactions, not missing every detail.

"I want to see a lawyer!"

Sean was furious again, "Fxxk! You have far exceeded the prescribed time in custody, and I will sue you when I get out! I am the one who almost died at gunpoint, and I am also the victim!"

"Let's chat casually and pass the time." Carl Letterman was indifferent, "So, as a deal, if you give me these irrelevant information, I will clear your record of the case in 1988, and you will make a lot of money."

"You have power?" Sean asked.

"Come on, I have the final say on your case." Carl Letterman smiled, and asked his female partner to hand him the documents for the witness transaction.