One Thousand Three Hundred Seventy-Five Chapters Yang Conspiracy, Self-Examination

Luke, this is Yang Conspiracy.

He knew that Amanda Walker didn't dare to come forward to protect these eyeliners, because what she had made these gang members do was simply shameful.

Among the evidences he gave, the gang bosses were undoubtedly unable to escape.

Second, most of the crimes fell on Amanda-controlled gang members.

These people are basically just the backbone of the gang.

With some small support from Amanda, they killed a few competitors, made a small fortune, and sat in some key positions in the gang, making it more convenient for Amanda to do things.

These people are not official, they don't even know what Amanda looks like and who she is.

With the evidence provided by Luke voluntarily, these more than ten people all had multiple felonies.

He wants to use nypd and the New York District Attorney in an open and honest way, nail them to death, and don't have to kill himself.

Amanda Walker didn't want to make a big deal out of it, and she didn't want to attract too much attention.

If you really want to quarrel, any intelligence agency with a little ability can know the news, and she doesn't want to be targeted by these nominal colleagues.

Besides, if she wants to fish out these people, the price she pays will make her collapse, and her existence will be exposed.

Therefore, she can only watch these useful minions go to prison and become useless waste.

Luke is telling Amanda Walker: I just like watching you gnashing your teeth, but you can only retract and squat in the corner.

The Ministry of Defense is very good, and the Advanced Joint Research Group is very good. When Flegg brought in the little police detective Luke, it was a breeze.

Flegg has this confidence, because the advanced joint research group is really confident.

If there are only one or two people arrested this time, Amanda may not have to show up. Find someone to give a few hints to the nypd executives, and they can release it.

But hundreds of repeat offenders, tens of millions of stolen money, and a lot of follow-up clues will turn nypd and the New York District Attorney into wolves who bite their prey and will never let go.

What Ministry of Defense, what secret agencies are playing! Have the ability to take out the official documents.

Even if there are official documents to bring,

The NYPD will also do their best to delay the fight.

The credit and the money are there, why leave it to the Ministry of Defense? When did the Department of Defense start hiring gang members?

If you want to take it, you have to pay the price.

But no one is willing to pay the price of catching hundreds of repeat offenders at one time.

This is only the first stage.

Tomorrow, there are more than two dozen gangs who have some cooperation with Amanda will be unlucky.

These gangs are also partly implicated in these eleven gangs, and some of Amanda's tasks are completed by their collaboration.

Whistleblowing? Hehe, Luke has been eyeing these gangs.

The more Amanda does, the more exposed.

Even if she was careful not to notify herself, the person who helped her would not be able to escape.

This is the power of conspiracy.

The opponent can only choose the size of the loss, and has no right to choose whether to lose or not.

Of course, this situation was created not because of how smart Luke was, but because Amanda couldn't see the light.

To replace it with a formal official of the Ministry of Defense, it would not be as effective as exposing its tax evasion.

...

In an underground base, Flegg, who had been tossing and turning, had trouble sleeping, was woken up to answer the phone.

He picked up the microphone of the confidential line, said a few words, and Amanda on the opposite side hurriedly hung up the phone.

Amanda asked him to immediately check the team, especially the personnel who had previously performed arrest missions in New York, to ensure that their identities were not exposed during those missions.

Flegg had a hunch in his heart and asked a question, but Amanda didn't answer.

But obviously don't worry too much about this, because just when the teammates gathered to check, another vice-captain's phone called.

This vice-captain has a good relationship with him, and is here to exchange news.

What Flegg couldn't get out of his mind at the moment was the doubt he had been asked by Batman yesterday.

So he asked the friend, "Is it related to Batman?"

"Huh?" The deputy captain was reminded by this, and suddenly remembered something: "Wait, before I returned to the base just now, a friend in New York called me, saying that Batman took medicine and brought a black catwoman with him. He beat hundreds of members of several New York gangs..."

Having said that, he also stopped.

As the most populous city in the United States, New York is a super metropolis where people from all over the world gather, and they have all led teams to perform missions there.

There are many times, and occasionally the help of the local snake is needed.

In the past, they didn't get to the bottom of it. After all, in such a secret institution, people who were too curious to find out the root cause died absolutely quickly.

But now Amanda's orders, Batman's actions seem to point to a possibility - Batman is looking for trouble with the research team.

Flegg didn't ask again, the question didn't need a 100% certain answer.

Does Batman need to give Flegg a reason to do things? Obviously not needed.

"Check it out, it's best to pray that your subordinates don't do anything privately through the New York gang, otherwise..." Flegg didn't finish his words, because he wasn't sure what would happen.

But it should be a disabled person to start, the highest and high paraplegia, anyway, don't want to be a complete person for the rest of your life.

Flegg is exchanging information privately, but Amanda is also very busy.

At the age of forty, she was wearing a small business suit, with a tough appearance, medium height, and small curly hair typical of African Americans.

Although she is a civilian now, she has been fighting on the front line for several years, and she still maintains a certain level of exercise. She is quite strong, but not fat.

In front of her was the phone, and not far away there was a thin young man operating a virtual screen.

Hanging up the phone again, she asked casually, "Are you sure those guys haven't saved anything on the Internet?"

The thin young man kept his eyes closed, wearing a weird helmet on his head, and the various pictures and data on the virtual screen flickered and switched rapidly.

After a while, the picture on the virtual screen stopped, he breathed a sigh of relief and opened his eyes: "Okay, I have searched, and there is no omission."

Looking at Amanda's solemn expression, he still added: "But if those guys copied some videos privately and didn't upload them to the Internet, there's nothing I can do. You know, I'm only responsible for things on the Internet, it's impossible. Air-purging stuff from someone else's memory."

Amanda nodded, she knew that.

But those gang bosses are all stupid pigs, and she doesn't think they have such brains.

In fact, the thin youth found very little information on the Internet, and those gang bosses basically did not use the concept of network backup.

The thin young man did not speak.

His worries didn't stop there.

The last bombing was the end of his collection, and in the end, two people have been tracking him down on the Internet.

Probably Batman and Iron Man.

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