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"The murder case is over, it's time to talk about bootlegging."

Xu Fu's tone changed from aggressive

"As far as I know, you conducted a very detailed investigation in the Charlie Wer drug smuggling case, including all the witnesses, physical evidence, the time, place and process of the crime. Am I right?"

Mike Gray was as cold as an ice sculpture, and seeing this, his assistant had no choice but to speak.

"Mr. Xiao, what do you mean by this?"

"You can't hear me? Of course I don't believe you."

Xu Fu spread his hands: "The Gotham City incident happened recently, and the FBI played a role in it. No one will forget how powerful you are. Taking bribes is not a problem at all. After all, you are government departments. Everyone will accept them. It would be awkward if you didn't."

But what I didn't expect was that you actually fabricated a wrongful conviction, and as a law enforcement agency, you actually used a wrongful conviction to exonerate a major drug lord.

Xu Fu shook his head and laughed, the mockery on his face almost turning into a...

"Truly worthy of being the nation's highest investigative body, admirable indeed, incredibly impressive."

The agents inside the room were ashen-faced, while Cressas and the others outside were also dark-skinned. The Gotham City incident had severely damaged the FBI's image in the public eye, almost becoming a professional stain that no one wanted to mention. Now, however, their wounds were being exposed and mocked in public, leaving them speechless and only able to endure the beating with long faces, feeling so uncomfortable that they wanted to kill someone.

Xu Fu continued his performance: "Look at me, I'm talking nonsense again. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I take it back. After all, the FBI's heart isn't made of flesh and blood. If it falls apart, I can't afford to pay for it."

crowd:"..."

Someone, unable to bear it any longer, angrily said, "Xu Fu? Xiao, this is the FBI office in Metropolitan, not a place for you to run rampant!"

Xu Fu glanced at the man and continued speaking.

"Due to some past experiences, I personally have a deep prejudice against the FBI. Please don't take offense at what I'm saying. Of course, even so, there are still some things that need to be done."

Charlie is a good man, an honest, kind, and law-abiding citizen. To ensure he wasn't unfairly and maliciously slandered, I specifically hired several private investigators to investigate a drug smuggling case, and I actually found them.

"Lawyer's March"

Osman March rushed to the exit, opened his briefcase, took out a laptop he had prepared beforehand, and started playing a video on the screen.

Judging from the angle of the video, the source must be a camera in the underground parking lot. In the empty underground parking lot, a person wearing a gray baseball cap walked out, looked around to make sure no one was there, then touched the back of a silver Ferrari sports car, opened the tailgate, put in a backpack, and inside the backpack was a plastic bag of white powder. After doing all this, he slung the backpack over his shoulder and strode away.

The video ends here.

Xu Fu took out his non-smoking chewing gum, chewed it, and put it in his mouth.

"Mr. Gray, what do you think of this video?"

Mike Gray remained silent, his face so dark it could drip water. This videotape should have been thrown away, so why did it end up in Xu Fu-Xiao's hands? What happened between them?

A mole? Or something else?

For a moment, he was completely baffled by the reason, and his mood became increasingly irritable and his thoughts became increasingly chaotic.

Something was wrong, and the crowd noticed.

The silver Ferrari in the video is indeed the suspect's vehicle; the license plate and model match the requirements. In other words, if the video is authentic, there is no drug smuggling case, and Charlie Wer is innocent. If he is just innocent, then it's a case of minimizing the seriousness of the matter. In any case, this is not the first time this has happened.

The problem is that Charlie Wer was lynched during his trial, and if that gets out...

Several agents with inside information exchanged glances, each seeing in the other's eyes the impending storm.

The chewing gum for quitting smoking tasted terrible; it was bitter, sour, and had a strange flavor. Xu Fu couldn't stand it and accidentally spat it on the ground. This scene was witnessed by everyone, and his face grew increasingly pale.

This guy is so arrogant, he doesn't treat the FBI like human beings at all.

Xu Fu smiled and continued.

"If Mr. Gray thinks this isn't enough, that's fine, there are other witnesses."

Osman March raised his hand, nodded, and made a phone call. Less than a minute later, two burly men entered the room, flanking a young white man who was thin, pale, and had dark circles under his eyes. He was clearly a habitual drug addict.

"Joe Rock, the guy in the balloon hat in the video, it took me a lot of effort to get him out of the Gotham City sewers. By the way, when I looked for him, he was being chased..."

Xu Fu looked around, as if he were saying something.

"I want to know what despicable person is hunting him down?"

Mike Gray remained expressionless.

Xu Fu glanced at him and continued, "I called the London police before I came. They will be here to arrest this man soon. If Mr. Gray is interested, you can question him first. Of course, do not use torture on him. He is in poor health and cannot withstand many blows. If he is beaten to death, I will not be able to explain it."

Some of the words, half mocking and half sarcastic, resonated deeply with everyone: When had the FBI ever suffered such humiliation?

Anger was building up little by little. Faced with Xu Fu's ridicule, not to mention the ridicule from ordinary agents, even a veteran like Mike Gray would find it hard to resist, but he had to endure it.

Mike Gray took a deep breath and said with a smile.

“Mr. Xiao, thank you for your help. We will definitely investigate the Charlie Wel drug smuggling case thoroughly. If the facts are true and he was framed, we will definitely give your company a satisfactory explanation.” He paused, then continued.

I promise I'll let you know as soon as I have the results.

Xu Fu narrowed his eyes. "Is this a farewell, Your Excellency?"

Mike Gray was very patient, even using polite language: "Is there... anything else?"

Xu Fu opened his mouth, then laughed silently, his expression one of utter disappointment.

"You truly are a cunning old fox in a high position. You try to run away as soon as you see things are going wrong, but unfortunately, I'm a person who takes things seriously and sees things through to the end. How can I leave before I've figured things out?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up his phone and sent a text message.

Soon, the disability expert that Charlie, Cindy, and Xu Fu had invited arrived.

The disability assessment officer showed his ID and credentials to the crowd to verify his identity, and then read the disability assessment report to the FBI agents amidst their questioning gazes.

A report of several hundred words rang out, followed by an eerie silence.

Xu Fu took the report, twirled it in his hand, and then slammed it onto the table.

"Give me an explanation, Mr. Gray."

"An explanation! What explanation?!"

Mike Gray didn't even glance at him, casually tossing the report into the wastebasket.

"written on paper"

Xu Fu screamed and clapped: "Your Excellency has finally lost your temper and revealed your true colors. I thought you would swallow your anger and let me tease you without restraint."

"That's better, it saves us trouble."

crowd:"..."

This boy isn't crazy; he's Boss Gray, a highly respected figure in the FBI with absolute authority. Even members of Congress treat him with utmost respect. Don't worry about future retaliation for provoking him like this.

If he wanted to kill someone, he could choose from ten thousand methods.

Chapter 1001 Working for Headquarters?

Working in the field of criminal law for a long time inevitably requires access to inside information that ordinary people don't know, such as that of Young Master Xiao in Haibin City.

Young Master Xiao's name is renowned throughout the northern part of the coastal city. Almost everyone has heard of him, his deeds, the rules he set, and his extraordinary and legendary expertise. However, very few people know his real name, and Osman is one of them.

Therefore, when Xu Fu asked him to be someone's advisor, Osman agreed without hesitation. Although the young man standing in front of him was very different from the "Young Master Xiao" he had imagined, he still expressed his sincere respect for him.

Therefore, Young Master Xiao did not disappoint him: rumors say he is cunning, cruel, cold-blooded, meticulous and orderly in his work, and kills without blinking an eye.

Such talent truly befits Young Master Xiao.

Osman was pleased with his choice: he liked money, and Young Master Shaw was generous; they would certainly have many opportunities to cooperate, because of the FBI...

Osman shrugged indifferently: As the Metropolitan Mafia's top royal advisor, how many FBI agents had ill intentions towards him?

After Georgie said that, the atmosphere in the office immediately became tense.

The people gathered together had sparkling eyes and kept moving.

They're not stupid; how could they not see the situation? These two clearly deserve to die. They just don't understand why Xu Fu-Xiao, compared to a senior FBI director with such power, isn't afraid of death?

Charlie also sensed something was wrong; what exactly did this young man mean?

It couldn't be murder.

A terrible thought surged into his mind, and Charlie couldn't help but urge, "Young Master hasn't been this crazy in a month."

Xu Fu glanced at the report in the basket and said in a cold tone.

"Your Excellency seems unwilling to acknowledge that Charlie is injured."

Mike Gray narrowed his eyes, his face as cold and hard as iron, emanating an aura of power from a higher realm.

“I don’t know how he got his injuries, but I can tell you very seriously that the FBI never takes the law into its own hands. If you doubt this, you can look it up, and I will not stop you.”

"You're really good at making excuses. This building is your territory, and the agents inside are all your people. How can I investigate?"

“That’s your business, it’s none of my concern.” With that, he stood up to see the guests out. “If there’s nothing else, please leave. We’re very busy with work and don’t have time to chat with you.”

Xu Fu smiled and shook his head: "I understand your desire to get rid of me, but you'll be disappointed. I'm here today to demand compensation from Charlie. I can't leave until the matter is settled!"

"Play the videotape so Mr. Gray can have a good look at it."

Osman turned on his computer and opened the second video clip.

The video shows Charlie Will, with his hands and feet bound, sitting in an armchair in a dimly lit room, seemingly dozing off. Suddenly, the door is kicked open, and a man in a sharp suit with a menacing face runs in. After verbally abusing Charlie, the man begins to punch and kick him.

This lasted for about three minutes until another uniformed FBI agent walked in, at which point the beating stopped.

The video ends here, but the cleanup work has only just begun.