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　　 "Contact the director, the outside world has always had a very good opinion of the director George. He is in a high position and will not be corrupted by the money." Daisy tried to make suggestions.

　　Bright is a little dazed. He is a little patrol to contact the chief of the New York Police Department?

　　 There are seventy-seven branch offices in New York, twelve transportation branch offices, and nine housing bureaus. There are more than 30,000 official police officers alone. What kind of green onion is he in front of the chief!

　　 Not to mention leapfrogging the report, no matter how you think it is a serious incident, the black patrol must measure the impact of the whole incident on him.

　　 "If the chief doesn't listen to my explanation, then I'll be over..." He said to Daisy with some worry.

　　 Daisy knew that Chief George was a good person, but others didn't. She couldn't explain her source of information. She could only say a word and wait for the black patrol to make his own decision.

　　 "Well, this thing should be done, this is my mission! But then you will also go to see the chief with me." After a while, the black patrolman didn't know what to make out of his brain, and said with a firm tone.

　　 Daisy has nothing to do with her. How to catch the chief's line is all about the black patrol. She only needs to tell her findings again when that time comes.

　　 In the next few days, Daisy was very cautious, and instead of walking on the street, she participated in a karate crash course and practiced for two days.

　　 The last time she dealt with a few gangsters, she realized her shortcomings. Melee combat is completely impossible. Relying on shock waves is not a long-term solution.

　　As a city with a population of tens of millions, New York naturally also has a place to teach Oriental martial arts. The shape and meaning of Wing Chun Hongquan can be found if you want to learn it. But Daisy is short on time and can only find some martial arts that is easy to learn and quick to use.

　　 Between taekwondo and karate, she chose karate.

　　 In the evening, the black patrol who had disappeared for three days found her.

"Go to your chief's house for dinner? Bright, you're a good mix-up! Perform well tonight, promotion and salary increase is not a problem." Daisy and the black patrol are now grasshoppers on the same boat, and the relationship has been invisible. less.

　　On the road, hearing Bright's two-day experience, Daisy sighed for a while, this black man really did it.

　　 The black police patrol was quite witty and didn't use the police's internal mail system. He acted like a stunned boy. In the strange eyes of his colleagues, he quickly ran over and posted a ticket on the special car of his chief.

　　 The chief is dumbfounded, how did such a visionary patrolman be recruited into the police system? Out of caring for the younger generation, he pulled the black patrolman and talked a few words. Before he finished his teaching, he was interrupted. The black took this opportunity to tell the story quickly.

　　 Mr. Director will not listen to the wind or rain, and he can achieve this position without his blood.

　　 There must be various relationships behind this level of business. He needs more evidence, so that he can invite them to eat at home tonight.

　　 The director seems to be incorruptible. He lives in a high-rise building in Upper Manhattan. The two walked out of the elevator and pressed the doorbell number 2016. A middle-aged man came to open the door.

　　 The man is a little thin, blond, with sharp eyes, unsmiling, even wearing a suit and tie at home.

　　 He looked at Daisy with his eyes and then let the two of them into the house.

　　 The director's wife was very enthusiastic and summoned them to eat together.

　　At the dinner table, Daisy saw several other family members of the Stacey family, first of all, the famous Gwen. This blond beauty looked fourteen or five years old and was well-developed, and her eyes were a little hostile to Daisy.

　　 This is the first reaction of a beauty to a beauty, at least Daisy thinks so.

　　 There is still a half-old boy remaining, who looks seven or eight years old, Daisy remembers they will have another boy in the future.

　　At the dinner table, she also saw Stacey’s very famous lemon sea bass.

　　 To be honest, the cooking skills here are simply a nightmare level. Daisy has traveled for two months, except for the "Chinese cuisine" of the maid, she has never eaten a good meal.

　　 Everyday bread and vegetable salad. Now I see a decent meal. After getting a sign that I can start eating, I just throw away my cheeks and eat it.

　　 What kind of bass is not a problem here, people from incredible countries, not to mention bass, even crocodiles can eat it.

　　 At first, Mrs. Stacey was kind enough to ask her if she was not used to her lifestyle, and there were not many friends around her. Later, she saw her eating happily and closed her mouth.

　　Practicing karate consumes physical strength, and the use of abilities also consumes physical strength. Despite mentioning it several times, the lady maid is still taking the delicate route of cooking. In order not to appear to be a rice bucket, Daisy hasn't eaten happily for a long time.

　　 Face value is justice, beautiful women can be washed white even if they do bad things, let alone just eat harder?

　　 She has no demeanor at all. With such things as her temperament, she naturally has to eat generously, but it makes the Director and Mrs. Director have a good impression.

　　 People with unpredictable hearts will not eat so calmly, this is the idea of ​​Mr. Director.

　　 It seems that this girl hasn't eaten for a long time, why is she so hungry? This is the opinion of the Secretary's wife. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 Gwen, who has been holding a shelf to maintain a lady-like demeanor, was shocked to her. Isn't this person just fleeing from? It's too edible!

　　 Daisy ate a third or nearly one-half of a table of dishes. She wiped her mouth, as if she was full.

　　 Leaving the dissatisfied little Gwen and his mother clearing the table, Daisy and the black patrol entered the chief's reception room.

　　 "Ms. Johnson, can you tell me how you discovered the target?" The chief spoke first.

　　 Daisy would not say that she was targeted by a perverted old woman, and then killed herself. Now she needs the power of the police to help herself solve the problem.

　　 She made up a story about being entrusted to find a fellow villager, and then the conversation changed: "Mr. Chief, I have reason to suspect that there are a large number of Chinese people who have been cruelly abused in the other's underground facilities."

　　 "These are all the evidence I collected, although not direct evidence."

　　 She took out a pile of information from her backpack, including water and electricity consumption, food delivery truck records, and several missing persons notices posted on the Internet. If possible, she really wanted to take pictures of Mrs. Gao to the director.

　　 "Uncle Police, this is the man!"

　　 She very much hopes that she will be killed when she sees her under a special wanted order. Unfortunately, the old lady is very vigilant and has not been caught by the camera.

　　 Director George looked through the information repeatedly, and as long as he had his brain, he could analyze it as a major case.

　　 The other party may think that there is local police protection, and it is almost unscrupulous. A lot of evidence is obvious and can be found by any citizen.

　　 Without understanding the cause and effect, Director George thought that Daisy was a good girl and she had a sense of justice!

　　 Like this kind of investigating criminals with a whole body of enthusiasm, Director George has seen a lot of them, and most of them are women.