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Clarissa took a deep breath and continued.

“Charlie Will, I expect you to cooperate with the FBI investigation as much as possible. Even if you are innocent, we need to find the person who wronged you.”

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"As the current chairman of SHOU, you know better than us the consequences of your drug smuggling being exposed."

Charlie ignored it; his shoulder was aching terribly, but he couldn't reach it with his arm, so he could only keep moving it. The more he moved, the more it hurt, as if steel needles were piercing his bones.

Wait, you fat pig, I'll render you into lard sooner or later!

“Mr. Will…”

Charlie waved his hand irritably: "Little newbie, don't open your mouth if you don't know anything."

As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze passed over the young agent and landed on Ilya.

"You've always wanted to know where Xu Fu and the aliens are? Well, I'll tell you, Xu Fu told me before he left that he would be back in a month, and he's been gone for 32 days, which means he's already home."

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"You fat pig, you're finished! Your entire race is finished! Just wait to die!"

Charlie burst into laughter, his unrestrained laughter echoing throughout the room.

Bang

Ilya, like an enraged beast, kicked the chair away.

At that moment, the door opened, and two FBI agents rushed in, pulling Ilya aside. Before he could even react to what they were saying, his face turned extremely pale, with a hint of fear in it.

He gave Charlie an extremely submissive look, then left with two agents. Clarissa soon received orders to release Charlie.

She didn't know why her superiors would issue such an order, but her intuition told her that things probably wouldn't end well.

Charlie's chains were quickly unlocked.

Before he left, Charlie turned around and said

"As a token of remembrance, and considering we live in the same neighborhood, let's let it go today. Please don't say that this young man is not a kind person."

Clarissa frowned, not understanding why he said that. After a moment of silence, she followed the agent into the office of interim supervisor Mike Gray.

Looking through the window, the first thing that catches the eye is a boy sitting on the sofa, about seventeen or eighteen years old. His slightly refined face reveals an indifference that is inconsistent with his age. His eyes are slightly narrowed, and the coldness he exudes makes people shiver.

Xu Fu-Xiao

As expected, Mr. Xiao, the grandson of Xiao Changlin, the former president of the Hong Kong gangster association, who is well-known in Chinatown, has returned to righteousness.

Chapter 999 The First Signs of Greatness!

Upon entering the study and seeing the young master whom he hadn't seen for many days, Charlie's lips trembled, and he could no longer hold back his tears. Recalling all the grievances he had suffered over the past month, tears flowed uncontrollably.

The sight of a man in his mid-twenties wiping his eyes was truly bizarre.

Xu Fu frowned: "Why are you crying? So many people are watching. It's not shameful. Put it away."

Charlie wiped away his tears and rebuked him.

"Boss, I miss you."

Xu Fu: "..."

If you were a woman, I might be moved, but unfortunately, this is a belt, and my gun isn't for stirring up shit.

"Okay, okay."

Xu Fu waved his hand irritably, staring at the scars on his face. A hint of murderous intent flashed across his face, but he quickly concealed it and told Cindy, who was suppressing her laughter, to go to the back of the room.

"Take him for a checkup. I need a detailed injury report from the 610 Office."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ambiguous atmosphere in the air vanished instantly, and everyone remembered that Xu Fu had come to fight to the death.

Interim Director Mike Gray coughed, and two FBI agents stepped forward to block the doorway, preventing the couple from leaving.

"What does it mean, Your Honor, that my bail is insufficient?"

“That’s not true,” Mike Gray smiled. “Mr. Will is involved in a murder case and cannot be released until the facts are cleared up.”

"murder?"

Xu Fu frowned as he looked at Charlie, who roared angrily.

"Lies, outright lies, those damned FBI bastards! I didn't even kill anyone, they framed me!"

Xu Fu raised his hand to signal him to be quiet, picked up his cup and took a sip. He felt the bitterness on his tongue, frowned, and casually put the cup aside. He turned to look at Usman Marsh standing behind him.

"Mr. Gray says Charlie is suspected of murder, while Charlie says he didn't. What do you think?"

"Leave it to me, Mr. Xiao."

Maggie smiled weakly, but appeared very confident: as a well-known criminal defense lawyer in the Metropolitan, he had handled far too many cases like this.

"Mr. Gray, my understanding is that my client, Mr. Will, was falsely accused of drug smuggling at the time of the murder. Could you please clarify this?"

Mike Gray narrowed his eyes. He hated lawyers, especially criminal defense lawyers; those bastards deserved to go to hell.

March lunged forward, continuing to apply pressure, and this pressure

"As Mr. Will's lawyer, I have the right to know whether my client is guilty, so please answer my question, Mr. Gray."

Mike Gray scoffed: "Murder is a state secret. I don't need to explain it to you."

"State secrets?"

Usman's lips twitched slightly, but he quickly composed himself: as a top lawyer, he couldn't afford to sneer; that would appear unprofessional, and...

"You are joking, sir. I am very familiar with the FBI's rules and regulations. If my client truly poses a threat to national security, he must be handled by FBI headquarters, not by a local office in a major city. Moreover, all criminal cases involving state secrets require a special arrest warrant issued by FBI headquarters and approval from the White House."

"Mr. Gray, do you have a license?"

Before the other party could answer, he continued, "Of course you don't have one. Since the Star City bombing last September, the White House has not issued such a permit. Where would you get one? Even if you did, it would be a fake."

"Mr. Gray, as a law enforcement officer, you are knowingly breaking the law by imitating government approval to infringe upon citizens' rights and framing others."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole place was silent.

Xu Fu shook his head. As expected of the Royal Gold Medal winner of the Bandit Protector, his eloquence was indeed unparalleled. It was just that the price was a bit high, 500,000 per time. Even robbing money wouldn't be this ruthless.

Mike Gray looked very unhappy. He had just made a fool of himself and the other party had seized on his sore spot, bombarding him with harsh words, which he really couldn't refute.

Ultimately, it was a lack of caution; if I had known Xu Fu would be back so soon, I should have made more preparations and wouldn't have been caught off guard.

Osman kept his gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose and, by observing the reactions of those around him, roughly guessed what had happened: the so-called murder was fabricated, a common trick of the FBI, however ridiculous it was.

“Mr. Gray, what else do you have to say about this murder case? As my client’s lawyer, I have the right to know the details of the case. This is my constitutional right. If you do not do so, I will be forced to resort to legal means.”

Mike Gray was in a real bind. Melissa's case was confidential and couldn't be discussed in public, but he couldn't reveal it either. He couldn't explain it or fabricate something out of thin air!

Usman gave a weak smile, lifted his shirt, took out a tape recorder, and then...

"It's okay if you don't talk, I have a recording of the conversation, the judge will definitely make you talk."

Those around immediately paled. That damned lawyer was recording in the FBI office!

Several senior agents familiar with the situation exchanged glances and simultaneously looked at Boss Gray. After a moment of silence, Boss Gray raised his right hand and said...

Let them go.

The two agents blocking the doorway stepped aside, and Cindy and Charlie left amidst the puzzled gazes of many.

Once they left, the FBI was completely at a disadvantage. Charlie's injuries were real, and as long as a detailed injury report was submitted proving that the FBI had used vigilante justice against him, the matter would be over.

At this moment, it seems that even Boss Gray is regretting it!

Everyone thought to themselves, "After all, we sent this madman Ilya. After this battle, unless Ilya disappears, we will be implicated."

Thinking of this, the senior agents exchanged glances and silently turned away.

Based on the current situation, the murder seems to be a done deal.

Osman was somewhat disappointed to be asked to participate in such a flawed case, which he felt was a waste of time.

"Mr. Xiao, do you have any other requests?"

Xu Fu smiled and said, "You did a great job. Leave the rest to me."

"very good"

Osman nodded slightly and returned to his seat; as a lawyer who loved money more than anything, he was very good at reading people.

Xu Fu straightened up and said, word by word.

"It seems the so-called murder case is baseless. You have used baseless murder accusations to defame the interim president of SHOW, causing incalculable damage to SHOW's image. As the owner of SHOW, I must demand an explanation from the FBI. This case will not end here. Wait for the lawyer's letter!"

Mike Gray took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were calm as still water: as a senior FBI official, no one had ever dared to speak to him like that before; Xu Fu-Xiao was the first, and would be the last.

Don't think nobody knows about Melissa. Even without evidence, I'll find a way to fool you.

You, Charlie Will, and that alien are all doomed.

The greatness of the FBI cannot be challenged.

Chapter 1000 The Lone Wolf Enraged!