America's Big Hero Chapter 112

"It took so much effort to get a police chief down? This..." Armstrong looked at Sean in confusion.

For legal reasons, evidence obtained illegally cannot appear as evidence, so Mackintosh Quinnear just resigned voluntarily.

The money is still his money, without any legal responsibility.

As for investigating further...

No one pushes this matter at all. McIntosh Quinnear has been the police chief for many years, and he knows too much and participates too much.

Moreover, the police have a deep relationship with the district attorney system.

Therefore, many things cannot be checked.

Politics is not only to serve the people, but also to be worldly.

The water here is very deep, and ordinary people can't grasp it.

"Of course it's not that simple." Sean sneered, "However, don't worry about it."

Armstrong's brows jumped, he didn't know what to think, nodded, turned and walked out.

Night, Trenton.

Mackintosh Quinnir's villa.

Two people in dark gray clothes quietly approached the door of the villa. One of them took out a bunch of things and poked it on the door a few times. With a 'click', he quietly pushed the door open with the door handle.

After closing the door, one person took out a small flashlight and twisted it gently, and a faint light appeared in the room.

By the light, the two of them touched upstairs.

After making a gesture, one person took out a crossbow from his body and shook the string.

The other person took out the lock pick again and tried it on the bedroom door lock.

Nodding, indicating that it's ok.

Taking a deep breath, one person slammed the door open and flashed to the side, while the other person had already aimed his crossbow at the person on the bed and pulled the trigger.

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There was a soft sound of "collapse", and the three-edged crossbow arrow shot out.

Awakened by the sound of the door opening, McIntosh Quinnear just opened his eyes in a daze, and a flash of light flashed in front of him, and then, with a 'puff', the crossbow arrow penetrated his head.

After one shot, the crossbow machine adjusted its direction, and the woman who woke up beside her had just raised her head halfway, and she opened her mouth to scream, and there was another 'collapse'.

A crossbow arrow pierced the woman's head again.

On the bed, large bloodstains flowed out, soaking the bedding...

After confirming that both of them were dead, the man put away the crossbow and said, "Draw all the curtains and start looking for something."

"OK!" The other person who was in charge of unlocking just made a gesture.

With all the curtains drawn and a special flashlight emitting a shimmering light in his mouth, nothing can be found outside.

"What are you looking for?" One person said helplessly after turning around for more than ten minutes.

"He didn't say anything, he just said to look for it. If you have a notebook or bribery materials, it's best. If you don't have it, pretend you have it."

"Okay, no serious person can keep a diary these days."

"Nonsense, is Mackintosh Quinnir a serious person?"

The two chatted while rummaging.

"Otherwise, why do you want to record your crime? Neurotic?"

"It's called a journal, and I heard Bill say he said it from the head, and the big guys like to write about it."

"Why? For fear that others will not find evidence?"

"If you don't have an accident, this thing will not be discovered. If you have an accident, this thing is a talisman. You say, it's you, you can write it or not."

"Uh..." The other didn't answer, but stared at the baseboard behind the sofa, "I mean, maybe, the head is right."

"Found it?" A surprised voice sounded.

"Who knows, it's empty at the back anyway." Pulling down the skirting board and leaning over, there was a small space with a notebook in it.

"Mommy Fake, this guy really isn't a serious person."

"have what?"

"Anyway, there's a notebook here. It's not in the safe, but it's secretly hidden here. Damn it, what do you think it will be!"

"Nice job!"

"gone!"

"It's done." Saul sat on the sofa after entering the room, picked up the cigarette on the coffee table, lit it, took a deep breath, and then wearily took out a large kraft paper bag from the satchel and said, "Shit , this cross-shareholding plan is simply too complicated, I ran for a whole week to get it."

"It was designed by that guy Lamb. According to him, the cross-shareholding of 9 companies in three tax-free companies is absolutely despairing for Foboule." Sean stood in front of the bar and started to wash his hands, "Drinking Order something, and I'll make a cup for you myself as your reward."

"Angel's Kiss." Sol said feebly, "It's okay to give me this kind of reward. It's business to help me get more lawyers."

"Okay." Sean took out cocoa liqueur, fresh cream 1, and Cherry said, "Why, joined the law firm for business?"

There was no sound from Sol's side. After a while, Sean walked over with a cup of Angel Kiss and put it on the coffee table, "Why, still don't agree?"

"Yes." Sol's face was a little ugly.

"Want to know why?" Sean said seemingly unintentionally, leaning back lazily on the sofa.

"You know!?" Saul suddenly sat up straight, "Why?"

"I said it was your brother who disagreed, do you believe it?" Sean said in a low voice.

"How is that possible?!" Thor's eyes widened~www.mtlnovel.com~ grabbed Sean's shoulder, "It's impossible, how did you know it!"

"Why is it impossible?" Sean sneered, "There are too many illogical things in this world, everyone thinks it is impossible, but that's just reasonable, Akomo Appler still talks to himself If the daughter-in-law commits adultery, the twins can still be half-sons, what is impossible."

"As for the specific source of the news, you don't need to ask. The reason is actually quite simple. Your brother is too paranoid, and envies you and is jealous of you."

"How is it possible that he is envious of me?" Sol didn't believe this at all. "I'm just a little bastard, but he is a well-respected barrister. I have nothing to make him envious."

"I don't know what's going on in your family, but I'll give you a chestnut. When I was a child, the obedient and sensible children were not necessarily the most loved by their parents and teachers, but they were naughty and troublesome, and they were even more spoiled by their parents and teachers. , even female classmates like this kind of child."

"Those who are naughty and bad at studying have no merit. Why do everyone like it? Will obedient, sensible, and well-learning children be jealous?"

"Obviously I did better, why?"

"But... Chuck is very good to me." Sol still couldn't believe it.

"Okay, that's your family business, don't ask me, I don't know your brother, you go find this person." Sean handed Sol a business card, "He is a famous psychologist, he should can help you find the answer."

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