Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

Seeing the clothes stained with saliva, David's expression remained unchanged.

The Stroud in front of him is already a fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

For a dying person, David is quite magnanimous, and it is also appropriate to let him vent.

"If these are your last words, I'm sorry, but they have no value."

He said calmly: "I thought you would want to leave some useful advice to your family."

After finishing speaking, he lost interest in the conversation and waved his hand.

Seeing this, Wesley stepped forward.

"and many more!"

Stroud opened his eyes wide: "Even if it means death, let me understand clearly that I have several questions..."

"I haven't understood the situation until now. No wonder they regard you as a fool. Even the FBI's own people can't stand you."

David was stunned for a moment and laughed, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"You just said it yourself, I am a gangster and a bad guy."

He didn't expect that the other party would make such a request, so he interrupted without hesitation, and then said with great interest: "How can you ask a bad guy to let you die clearly?"

"Fake!"

Stroud was furious, struggling frantically, and wanted to shake his fist at David.

"Take him out of here, I don't want to see him again."

Of course David would not give him this chance, and signaled to Wesley: "I'll go next door, there's someone waiting to deal with."

"clear."

Wesley nodded, punched Stroud unconscious, then sealed his mouth, covered his head with a black hood, and dragged him into a minivan outside the building.

The wagon driver was a butcher from a fraternity.

Although his job is to be a killer, since he has the nickname of a butcher, he naturally does half of the work of a scavenger.

Those who have been dealt with by him will never appear again.

Rodriguez and Mosley watched the pickup truck go away, knowing what would happen to Stroud.

"What, you can't bear it?"

Mosley looked normal and smiled: "You will get used to it from now on. In this world, either you eat people or people eat you."

"Besides, Stroud asked you to help him restore his innocence. To put it bluntly, he wanted you to help him bring down the director and defeat the Kingpin behind David."

After a pause, he emphasized: "Actually, David is not as simple as you think. Not only is he Kingpin's biological brother, but he also has close contacts with Pushkin... It is impossible for the two of you alone to achieve this."

"If you help him, the person you will harm is yourself..."

Speaking of this, Mosley's tone was sarcastic: "Stroud is so selfish. He only thought about himself when he did this, but he didn't expect that he was dragging you to your death!"

"I understand that it was not me who killed him, but his stupidity."

Rodriguez nodded, restrained the complex look in his eyes, and felt a chill in his heart.

It was the first time he had heard what Mosley said about David.

At the same time, he also understood that Mosley was warning himself not to have any other thoughts.

David is not only Jin Bin's younger brother, but also has a close relationship with Pushkin.

Which means, the whole of New York, no, the whole East Coast underworld, is in the hands of this wheelchair-bound, seemingly frail man.

Who can bring him down?

Not to mention just an agent of the FBI branch, even the chief of the branch, Giles Pittman, did not dare to be arrogant in front of people like David.

Earlier, at the reception held by Wilson Fisk, the terrorist attack that broke out was a terrorist attack on the surface, but the actual twists and turns could not be hidden from the eyes of Rodriguez, an insider.

Now Governor Darryl Richardson's relationship with Wilson Fisk is as tight as wearing a pair of pants.

With Darryl helping Wilson reach out to the Ministry of Justice, the FBI affiliated to the Ministry of Justice, especially the FBI New York branch, would not be able to take any effective measures against Jin Bin, that is, Wilson Fisk, the New York underground overlord.

Including this time, Mobius reconciled with the FBI. It seemed that the FBI had no choice. In fact, Giles Pittman was very angry and was scolded bloody by the headquarters.

Are the people who died in the National Guard really dead in vain?

The FBI would not have made the decision to settle with Morbius so quickly if Governor Darryl Richardson hadn't brokered it.

It can be seen from this that an invisible huge black hand has quietly enveloped the sky over New York.

It's like a dark cloud covering New York State, covering the sun.

The city under the dark clouds is wantonly controlled by this black hand.

Rodriguez seems to be able to insist on himself and stand on the opposite side of David. In fact, there is only one choice, and that is to join forces.

Besides, there are many benefits to relying on David.

"As Stroud's partner, it's a pity that he is implicated. The vacant deputy director position cannot be filled by you."

Mosley smiled and said: "However, I can't be wronged for long. Soon, I will be promoted to deputy director. By then, my current position will be yours."

"I feel relieved."

Rodriguez understood.

It was precisely because he saw the facts in front of him that he never regretted his decision.

Stroud is the nomination certificate he handed to David.

……

Interrogation room next door.

David rowed his wheelchair, pushed the door open and entered.

Ben Ulrich was being handcuffed and locked on the Regret Chair, his face was full of panic.

After seeing David, there was a trace of fear in his eyes, and he was instantly excited.

"Sir, this was a misunderstanding. I didn't know anything. Simon Stroud deceived me. He didn't tell me this was confidential information. I can explain."

He spoke quickly and said quickly: "I am a reporter, I know what to do and what not to do."

"Please believe me, I have absolutely no intention of inquiring into the FBI's internal secrets."

Yurik didn't want to go to prison, let alone go to prison after being beaten severely.

As a reporter, Yurik has a keen sense of smell.

Although he was arrested for spying on FBI secrets, considering Stroud's situation within the FBI and the information he told himself, some clues can be seen from it.

Urik thought that he should still have room to save the situation and regain his freedom.

However, David's answer made him despair.

"Mr. Yurick, it doesn't matter whether you are subjectively prying into FBI secrets."

David said calmly: "As a reporter, I respect your profession, but you must know that the nature of your profession means that the judge will not trust your statement unless you can produce conclusive evidence."

Judging from the nature of Urik's profession, since he was involved in this dispute, he was not innocent.

If you lose the bet, you have to pay the price for your actions.

Send this guy directly to the prison, and then come out after a few years of detention, so naturally he will have a long memory, and it will not affect the overall situation.

The FBI has done a lot of things to forcefully label people, and David is not worried about what new tricks Ben Urick, a mere reporter, can come up with.

In his eyes, such a person is like trampling an ant to death on the side of the road.

Even Stroud was just a bigger ant.

Therefore, he didn't mean to talk to Urik. It was simply that Mosley handed over the matter to him, and he had to come over to see the situation.

After reading it, I naturally rolled the wheelchair and planned to leave.

"Wait, I can make up for it!

'

Seeing this, Ben Urick was extremely anxious, racked his brains, and suddenly thought of something, and said quickly:

"I know the clues about Lucius Crown. Aren't you FBI looking for him?"

He was categorical and determined: "I can help you find him!

'

"Oh?"

David paused, slid the wheelchair, turned around, and looked at Urick again.

"Gudong!"

Urik swallowed his saliva, the extreme nervousness made his expressions and body movements look a little stiff.

"I know the clues about Lucius Crown, but you have to promise to let me go and not prosecute me."

He suppressed his fear, looked directly at David, took a deep breath, and reiterated: "In return, I can serve as an informant for the FBI, and I can work for the FBI on a regular basis!"

Ulrich was fully aware of his situation, and chose to use another method, that is, to sell himself and show his value, in order to obtain a chance of freedom from David, or the FBI.

"You are responsible for your words."

David spoke slowly.

"certainly."

Even if Urik was still a little uncertain, he couldn't show it at this time, and said firmly:

"If I tell lies, I'm willing to go to jail!"

……

After a while.

The crowd gathered together.

David, Wesley, Mosley, Rodriguez, Director Peterman who just finished the press conference, and Mobias.

Yurik was transferred from the interrogation room to the reception room.

The handcuffs that locked him were removed, but Yurik sat upright, not daring to relax at all.

The few people in front of him were all he could not afford to provoke.

Especially Michael Morbius.

Yurik has been to the rescue center after the bombing to shoot.

The photos I took were even the headlines of the Daily Bugle.

The horrible picture of the mess and devastation makes it hard to imagine how powerful the extraordinary power is in the hands of the vampire doctor, Mobias, who has survived the bombardment of hot weapons.

"Tell me your clues."

David motioned for him to speak: "Don't try to lie, you can't hide it from us."

Sweat broke out on Yurik's forehead.

In front of so many FBIs, of course he would not lie, nor was he prepared to lie.

"Before Simon Stroud found me, I had been following up on a report about homeless people. In fact, I had a good relationship with one of the homeless people. We were friends, but when I went to find him recently, I found that he had disappeared. .”

As Yurick recalled, he emphasized: "Not only him, but the number of homeless people in the entire neighborhood has been reduced a lot."

"tramp?"

Everyone looked at each other.

"Lucis has to maintain the intake of human blood every day... Do you suspect that these homeless people were caught by Lucis and drained of their blood? And because these homeless people usually have no one to pay attention to, there has been no trace of them at all. The news is leaking out."

David reacted instantly, thoughtfully.

Then he frowned slightly: "Although it is not impossible, why do I feel that your statement is a bit far-fetched?"

"If this is the clue you are talking about, then it is a waste of time and will not convince us."

David's voice was calm, but Yurik was so frightened that he trembled.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that among the few people in front of him, Mobias might not be the scariest one, but David who was vaguely ignored by him was.

"I'm not finished yet!"

Ulric spoke faster and said immediately: "In order to find out the whereabouts of my friend, through investigation, I found that Horizon Laboratory is recruiting a large number of homeless people to work for them..."

"But the strange thing is that after these homeless people joined Horizon Laboratory, they all disappeared and lost contact with everyone..."

"In order to figure out the reason, I squatted outside the Horizon Laboratory day and night for several days. Finally, I discovered that every once in a while, a truck would pick up the goods from the Horizon Laboratory in the early morning and then deliver them to the laboratory. In the wilderness, in those desolate no-man’s-land, just bury them on the spot.”

"One night, after the truck drivers left, I dug out the goods they were transporting..."

"Corpses that have been drained of blood!

'

Yurik said, taking a deep breath, with fear and resentment hidden in his eyes.

He said word by word: "Among them are my friends!"

"Why didn't you report it earlier?"

Mosley couldn't help but said: "You should know that we have been looking for traces of Lucis."

"I……"

Urik hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Mobius.

Mobius felt it.

"That's what I wanted to say."

Ulric confessed honestly, with a look of helplessness on his face: "But, Stroud found me, and he told me something, thinking that Dr. Morbius was the culprit that caused all this. I, I believed him. The FBI lost trust. I started to think there might be a better way..."

"Okay, you can shut up."

David waved his hand, not interested in Urick's entanglement and Xiao Jiujiu.

The friend Urik talks about is not necessarily a real friend, but just his informant.

The reason why Urik made an in-depth investigation was only out of the keen sense of an excellent reporter, thinking that there might be big news here.

The reason for not telling the FBI is simpler. It is to replicate Bushkin's previous operations in the rescue center, create news hotspots, create a big wave, and increase his popularity.

No matter which angle you look at, it can explain Urick's reason for concealing the situation, so it doesn't matter.

However, David realized that Urick is really a talent.

Perceive the clues from the subtleties and follow the vines to find clues.

It might be more useful to keep him than to send him to prison.

"What happens next is the FBI's business and has nothing to do with me, an outsider."

David's thoughts flashed across his mind, and he greeted Wesley and said goodbye at the same time. He said some polite words: "Of course, if you need help, as a good citizen of New York, I am willing to contribute to the FBI."

"correct."

Just after being pushed a few steps by Wesley, he suddenly thought of something. He turned back and pointed at Yurik and said to everyone: "This guy is a talent. After you finish asking questions, let him go if nothing happens." .”

Then, he looked at Yurik again: "When you are free, remember to resign from the Daily Bugle, go to the Global Daily, report to Bushkin, and say that I asked you to go."

After finishing speaking, he completely disappeared in front of several people.

Seeing this, Yurik was taken aback.

He looked at the few people in front of him, including the director of the New York branch of the FBI, and the vampire doctor, Michael Morbias.

However, even these two people did not intend to refute David's arrangement, but chose to acquiesce.

This meant that his previous feeling was correct, and that David was the one with the highest status among them.

In addition, David asked him to go directly to the Global Daily to report and go to work!

Global Daily!

Bushkin!

His keen intuition as a reporter made him instantly think of those words that Stroud had mentioned.

"Gudong!"

For a while, he was both excited and nervous.

the fast lane of life,

It is coming!