Nine Hundred and Sixty Chapters Norman's Curtain Call

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What Wei Suo regrets is that before he cheated others, he didn't realize the other party's origin.

Now, looking at the information he got from an acquaintance of the NYPD, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Luke Colson, who was only transferred to the NYPD in November, is currently serving in the Headquarters Police Detective Bureau.

Needless to say, this young man was a proper colleague with that difficult death star, John McClain.

Although Wei Suo didn't know why Luke, the newcomer, asked John to help, but the death star John did come to stand up for the little police detective.

Compared to Luke, this guy John McLean is a real sit-down tiger.

Don't look at this big guy who has been on the seesaw for a long time in the positions of police detectives and police officers, but owes others favors. Otherwise, this guy should have been recommended by the Ministry of Internal Affairs to resign.

Visso is a businessman, not a tough guy.

It's good to have trouble with whoever, just don't make trouble with money.

Therefore, without any hesitation, he chose to compromise.

At least the $20,000 is still his own. He so comforted himself.

When the two of Luke entered the bar that was not yet open, Wei Suo showed no courtesy, and directly took out a document: "The correct list I checked overnight last night. Including the people in the previous batch, a total of sixty-eight There's nothing I can do about it."

Luke didn't read the document, and pondered for a moment: "Then you always know that New York is the agent in this business? Well-informed, the kind that takes a longer time."

Vessel hesitated.

Luke didn't care, he took out another kraft paper bag and threw it to him.

Wei Suo caught it, opened it without thinking, and saw two stacks of hundred-yuan bills.

But this time, he was not as happy as when he took the money for the first time: "This is?"

Luke: "I'm a man of rules. Business is business, and I think this news is worth the price."

Wisso held the kraft paper bag, only tangled for two seconds, and decisively knelt down to the rich uncle: "Old Tony. Italian restaurant on West 144th Street in Upper Manhattan. He has been in this business for decades,

Although the business volume is not large, the news is very well-informed. And he is not from the Continental Hotel side, so it should be easier to talk. "

Luke nodded with satisfaction, he liked people who spoke for money.

As long as you clean up the other party first, it will be very easy to communicate later.

"OK. Happy cooperation." He was about to leave.

Wei Suo hurriedly shouted: "That, the business closure notice..."

Luke didn't look back: "It wasn't printed. So, have a nice day."

Weissau smiled wryly.

If he didn't come up with information that satisfied Luke just now, the bar would have an unpleasant month.

Fortunately, this is resolved.

If labor and capital do business with you in the future, it will be raised by Beep! Wei Suo was ruthless.

However, the heavy kraft paper bag in his hand is so solid.

Forget it, at most, sell his intelligence to double the price in the future, just don't give fake news.

Someone just hesitated for a moment, and decided to choose the banknote between the beeping and the banknote.

In this world, who hasn't been scolded for a few beeps!

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Back in the laboratory, the two were looking at the newly acquired materials, and Sponge issued a reminder: "Sir, urgent news about Norman-Stanfield."

Luke hummed: "Put it out."

A virtual light screen appeared not far from the two of them, but it was a live TV screen.

Luke looked at the golden letters DEA at the door and knew where it was.

This is the building where the DEA offices are located.

The building as a whole is not dedicated to the DEA, but this entrance belongs to it.

In the TV screen, Norman at the gate held a middle-aged man with a gun and yelled frantically: "How much have I done for you? How much money have I made for you? Help you sell tons of it every year. Illegal drugs, do you know how much pressure I have?"

Selena heard a wow: "Is this news too exciting?"

Luke, hehe, walked to the nearby kitchen with a smile and poured two cups of lattes.

Selena took a look and asked suspiciously, "Are you in a good mood too?"

Her cup of latte actually has flowers, and a cute heart-shaped pattern floats on the top of the coffee.

She would never believe that Luke was in a bad mood.

Luke chuckled: "If you knew who was being held hostage by Norman, you would be very happy too."

Selena didn't want to move the beautiful heart shape, she put it down carefully, and asked, "Who is this man?"

Luke: "Norman's online drug seller is also his boss, Choate Hackson, the boss of the New York DEA."

Selena was stunned: "Why did Norman hold him hostage? Well, this guy looks like he's not as strong as Deputy Director Bill of the Los Angeles DEA. He looks like he's being held hostage."

Luke chuckled: "Although Choate came from the front line, he was transferred to a civil service very early because of his injury. However, thanks to the great credit he made when he was injured, the journey went smoothly and he sat in the position of the boss of the DEA bureau in New York. ."

When the two talked, Choate Hackson on live TV had a wonderful look.

A little bit of panic, but not as much as the average person.

Trying to pretend to be calm was a little too unsuccessful.

The most obvious is the expression of "are you crazy?", which seemed to question Norman silently.

Unfortunately, Norman was holding him from behind, so he couldn't see his expression.

Choate could only keep his voice extremely low, but moved the corners of his mouth slightly and squeezed out words from it: "Norman, do you know what you are talking about? The DEA has not decided what happened to you! You still have Opportunity to retire."

However, Norman laughed: "Retirement opportunity? Waiting for you to find an opportunity to silence it! Someone tried to kill me the night I was injured. If I hadn't set off the fire alarm, I would have died at that time."

Choate: "Huh?"

He was also stunned for this answer.

As the person who should have killed Norman the most, Choate was sure that he had not sent anyone to silence him, and the fire alarm that night was also classified as a false alarm.

As for Norman yelling that someone was going to kill him, Choate didn't care at all.

This guy, Norman, is often on drugs, and when he gets crazy, he often says something inexplicable.

If it hadn't been too much trouble to cultivate such a "trustworthy" subordinate, Choate really wanted to kill Norman now.

The madness on Norman's face was even more obvious: "You want me to die, right? Don't lie to me, what did you tell McKee, let him take my place when you get the chance. Do you think I don't know? ?Ha ha."

Choate's heart skipped a beat.

He really said that, but how did Norman know? McKee wouldn't be stupid enough to tell Norman about it himself!

Choate didn't know, this was what McKee said to Luke himself.

Norman noticed Choate's expression from the side and rear, and probably guessed what he was thinking: "Haha, you can't lie to me, Choate. If you want me to die, then we will die together today."