The Richest Man in the DC World

The atmosphere in the room was very strange, and Robert kept kowtowing until his forehead was bleeding.

Luke remained silent, perhaps because of other reasons, or because he didn't want blood stains to stain the floor, Luke stood up and walked to him,

"Actually, I don't understand why you want to beg me."

"According to the Constitution, your previous behavior only constitutes the crime of economic fraud and forced transaction, and you will be sentenced to seven years at most. If you behave well, you can be released in five years. It's not a long time, so why come to me."

"I can't go in, Falcone will kill me, they will definitely kill me."

Luke shook his head, "Falcone is too late to protect himself, so there is no time to pay attention to you, besides, you are in Gotham Prison, and I have heard of the situation inside. With your looks and intelligence, as long as you learn Relax, change your sexuality a little bit, and still eat well.”

Robert couldn't help shivering, thinking of the scene of "full body", tears streamed down.

"Boss, save me, I know you must have a solution, please."

Luke poured a glass of water in front of him and said,

"Everyone has value, the value here is not independent, but relative, people themselves have no value, the so-called value is relative to other people, just like me, my existence can make my family , friends and even the world is better, that's what I value in their eyes, and that's what I'm proud of."

"What about you? Robert, where is your value?"

Robert understood the meaning of the words and said quickly,

"I can appear in court as a tainted witness, and I can also help you make money, make a lot of money."

Seeing that Luke was unmoved, he gritted his teeth,

"I can help you with Sequoia and Thomas Elliott."

Luke sighed and returned to the swivel chair,

"Your sanity has been destroyed by anger, and you can't even see the most basic business form. Yes, Sequoia Group has been playing the idea of ​​ShowMe, but don't ignore one point. They are taking the normal route and not using the law. means, which means that the two sides have not torn their faces, and there are still opportunities for cooperation.

Business battles don’t have to be a life-and-death struggle. Many times, a win-win situation is king. You don’t understand this truth! "

Robert's cheeks twitched violently, his head bowed, silent,

"It seems that there is no need to continue our conversation, Charlie, see off."

"Wait a moment."

Robert gritted his teeth and said word by word,

"And Roger Conseus, I'm his ShowMe informant, and I can help you deal with him if you need it."

Hearing this sentence, Charlie at the door froze directly, and a deep shock flashed in his eyes.

The FBI actually placed an informant on ShowMe.

Luke waved his hand and let him out.

"Roger Conseil's informant, any evidence?"

"I have a recording of the conversation between the two. If you don't believe me, I can show it."

Luke waved his hands again and again, "Don't take it out, I don't want to get involved with the FBI."

"But I'm very surprised. Since you're from the FBI, why are you still begging me? Just ask them."

Robert gritted his teeth and said, "That bastard, Roger Consius, turned his face and didn't recognize anyone. After hearing about my accident, he ignored me and blocked my phone. I couldn't find him at all."

"Understood!" Luke looked at him indifferently. "He wouldn't save you, that's why you came to beg me."

"No... no, I didn't..."

"okay."

Luke waved his hand and said impatiently, "You are an informant of the FBI, a peripheral intelligence officer of the highest judicial body, with this identity, you can solve it yourself without begging me."

"But he doesn't admit it!"

Luke smiled,

If he pointedly said, "If he doesn't admit it, you are not."

Robert was stunned, a light flashed in his mind.

Yup!

Am I an intelligence officer, what does it have to do with him!

As long as there is evidence in hand, whether Roger Consius admits it or not, it is his subordinate. Since he is the boss, all things are naturally done by the FBI. I am just the executor. Even if I am guilty, it is Roger Consius. What does it have to do with me.

In an instant, it was all understood.

Surprised and happy, Robert thanked Luke repeatedly, and wiped the blood off the floor with his suit before leaving.

The police were downstairs, and seeing them, Robert didn't dodge as before, but strode over,

"I want to see Mr. Gordon and have something important to talk to him about."

Four hours later, Roger Conseus, who was drinking in a bar, received a call from Mike Gray and was scolded for no reason. He didn't understand what happened, and the phone hung up.

"Damn!"

Roger threw his glass to the ground angrily, turned and left.

When they arrived at the police station, Mike Gray, Jim Gordon, Ramiris, and Emily, who came over after hearing the news, were all here. Several people looked at him blankly, with a strong sense of scrutiny in their eyes.

Mike Gray resisted the anger in his heart and said,

"Mr. Gordon, can I speak to him alone?"

"No problem, but not too long."

Jim Gordon agreed without hesitation, frowning as he passed Roger.

"Mr. Conseus, it is an offence to drink and drive."

After speaking, he raised his hand and left with the other police officers. Emily also left. Before going out, she gave Roger Conseus a vicious look, who was shocked to see the latter.

After everyone left, Mike Gray immediately exploded, pointing to his nose and scolding,

"Tell me if Robert Downes was your informant."

Roger was stunned for a moment, instinctively wanted to refuse, but felt it was wrong. When he noticed the cold light in Mike Gray's eyes, he nodded quickly,

"He is indeed my informant on ShowMe. There is a reason for this. Listen to my explanation."

"I don't want to hear the explanation, I just want to know, did you arrange for him to do those things?"

Roger didn't know what those things he was talking about, and said cautiously,

"What are you talking about?"

Mike Gray took a deep breath, "Do you know that Robert colluded with Sidney to force ShowMe to sign an investment contract?"

Roger Conseus sighed in his heart, and the color of his cheeks instantly faded.

Seeing that face, if Mike Gray didn't understand what happened, decades of being a spy would be in vain.

"I'll ask you again, did you know that Robert was instructed by Falcone to ask ShowMe to cancel his Batman account."

"me…"

"You know it all, don't you?"

"idiot!"

Snapped!

He slapped it, leaving five bright red fingerprints.

"As the director of the FBI, you know that this is a criminal act, but you don't stop it. Who do you think you are, the mastermind behind the scenes!"

Roger Conseus ignored the pain on his face and said anxiously, "Mr. Gray, listen to my explanation. I did this to observe the follow-up development. ShowMe is very dangerous and must..."

"Shut up, Robert Downs has explained everything. You arranged everything. You and ShowMe boss Luke Xiao have a personal grudge. It's like taking this opportunity to destroy each other."

"Idiot, you've lost all the face of the FBI."

Snapped!

I couldn't help it, and slapped again.

Roger was blinded, his head was pounding, and he couldn't remember anything.

Mike Gray couldn't understand his hatred, and kicked him to the ground, "All the things you learned in the FBI were eaten by dogs, why didn't you help when Robert Downs had an accident, you thought he was toilet paper, just wiped his ass. throw away,

What is the FBI's code of conduct for informants: the life of the informant must be guaranteed, or they may betray you at any time. "

"Didn't the instructor teach you these things?"

Roger Conseus got it, got it all,

"I was framed, that wasn't me, I didn't ask him to do those things, he was framing me, Mr. Gray, trust me, I definitely didn't ask him to do anything illegal."

"Of course I know you won't break the law, but I'm asking you if you're an insider."

Roger: "..."

Mike Gray didn't want to go on, this idiot wasn't worth his energy,

"You are not responsible for the affairs of Gotham and the Metropolis. When you go back, write a review. From now on, suspend all duties and reflect on yourself."

After saying this, he turned and left, leaving a pale Roger Conseus slumped on the ground.

It's over, it's over.

Why did it become like this?

Who is hurting me?

After leaving the office, Mike Gray found Jim Gordon, talked for a long time, and then met with Robert Downs. He didn't know what agreement was reached. When he left the police station, he had a tape in his hand.

It didn't take long for Robert to be released, and he walked out of the police station with joy, and then saw Roger Conseus on the side of the road.

The two of you look at me, I look at you, and they are speechless.

On the second floor of the police station, Ramiris said inexplicably, "Captain, just let them go."

Jim Gordon put the document recording the incident into the shredder, and waited until the document was smashed into pieces before he said,

"There can be no more scandals in Gotham City, let them handle the FBI's affairs!"

Ramiris pouted, disdainfully, "It's ridiculous that such a idiot can become a supervisor."

Jim shook his head. "It shouldn't be that simple."

Just then, a police officer came in.

"Mr. Gordon, Sidney! We've got Domick Sidney."

Jim was surprised and delighted. "Where is he?"

"East district, near the dock, has been under our control."

"Great. "

Jim Gordon couldn't wait for a moment, and rushed to the Eastside Wharf overnight.

The clearing operation has been carried out so far, and the completion rate is nearly 90%, and the big fish is just short of Falcone. Unfortunately, after searching for several days, no trace of him can be found, and no one knows where he is hiding. Location.

Sidney is different. As the number two person in the Falcone family, it is very likely that he knows his hiding place.

Full of joy, Gordon rushed to the East District Police Station, but was disappointed.

Looking at the stupid old man squatting in the corner counting ants, he waved his fist angrily,

"What's the matter? Are you sure he's Domick Sidney himself, not a scapegoat?"

"I've already played DNA, it's really me."

"Why did it become like this?"

Hank, who was temporarily in charge of public security in the East District, shook his head, "This is also what we are puzzled about. The forensic doctor conducted a comprehensive examination of his body. Except for the scar on his wrist, there are no other wounds on his body."

"What about the brain?"

"The brain is in normal condition and there are no signs of severe blows."

"what is this?"

Jim Gordon spread his hands out, a little hysterical, "He didn't hurt his head, how could a person become like this, don't tell me he's taking a lot of drugs."

Ramiris tugged at the corner of the captain's shirt and attached his ear canal,

"Maybe you're acting stupid!"

Jim suddenly realized that in Gotham City, it was normal to pretend to be crazy and sell stupid. Why is the benefit of the Arkham Asylum so good, not because the criminals have become mentally ill.

After thinking about this, Jim Gordon quickly calmed down, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth,

"Pretend to be crazy? Okay, I'll give you to Falcone and see if you can pretend."