In the dim corner of the garage, Song Ya kept frowning after learning the news from the old Mike who came back.

"You are safe." Old Mike waited for a long time to see that he didn't speak, so he could only speak first.

"Mike, you have done it in law enforcement units. When do you think they will do it?" Song Ya asked.

"Vick is wearing a body armor and his companion has an automatic weapon on his back, so there will be at most three hours before the morning rush hour of urban traffic."

Old Mike looked at his watch and said, "The front-line police team is lax. Since they are all ready to take action, they can't delay any longer. If the senior executives of law enforcement agencies really want to do real things. At least I was like this before."

"How big is the scale?" Song Ya asked.

"It's okay if you stay at home, kid." Old Mike narrowed his eyes. "Don't you want to inform anyone else?"

Song Ya didn't speak anymore. He really wanted Old Mike to bring a message to Old Joe. Now that it is too close to the police action time, it is a bit unrealistic. He also planned to call Old Joe directly, using the reason that the boy was shot dead at a time when the party was not suitable for another party, and by notifying the party to cancel the suggestion that he should be careful, but for a while, he could not think of any suggestion that Old Joe could understand. .

"It's almost five o'clock now. Go back to bed and get a good night's sleep. Did you not sleep all night?"

Old Mike pushed him upstairs, "I also need to rest, I'm getting older..."

"Obviously, according to the information that Kasidi hadn't intended to disclose, her father Vic had been notified of the big action very early, so the shooting of the little boy must be just a fuse. The police have planned for a long time..."

Song Ya knew very well in his heart, "Judging from the reactions of the donkey party people I know, at least this is a politically considered and prepared action, and the scale will never be small, and Vic is just a frontline police detective. He said I'm okay. I may not be okay. The FBI hasn't let go of the Harlem nightclub incident. The wanted GD gunman'Little Binny' is still there."

"Don't lie to yourself BOY, do you really think you will have something to do? Or do you want to inform friends with a gang background at this time? You can't take risks for them."

Old Mike stopped and said a big deal with emotion. "The violence in South City has become more frequent. Many innocent people like Tyron and the little boy yesterday have been killed. No matter what the politicians want to do, this The action itself must be a great thing, isn’t it? They are finally willing to do something, even if they can’t fundamentally reverse the security of Nancheng, even if the motive is not so simple!"

The public security in the United States shuts me down...

Forget it, "Old Mike, you are right."

Back in the bedroom, Fergie and Amy Adams were asleep. They had been busy with birthday parties for the past two days. They seemed to be exhausted. Song Ya could not sleep because of something in her heart, so she quietly quit and didn't disturb them.

Pushing open the door of the study room, there was no one inside. He closed the door, turned on the TV, turned down the volume, and lay on the sofa.

He has feelings for Old Joe, but that is not the most important thing. He is afraid that the police will pick out Kenneth.

Old Qiao doesn't live in a public housing estate, and he is not a central figure in the gang, so he should be fine. As for the big boss Kenneth... Indeed, as old Mike said, a drug dealer and a gang leader is nothing but worrying about such people.

But just because Big Kenneth is a real criminal, and he has met with him several times, and there is still a large group of people present, it is impossible to guarantee that there will be no traitors who confess to the police among his younger brothers...

Due to the existence of plea bargaining, many criminals strive for a light sentence in order to get a good confession agreement, and they want to recruit all those they know and don’t know. At the beginning, Amisia used this loophole to help her brother Tony get probation, but now this thing Children can be a bit disadvantageous to yourself.

Even if you are okay, the bad luck of the **** bobcat or the bad luck of GD will have a series of effects. Will the bragging father and Mary Blige still be as honest as they are now?

Maybe they will. After all, GD had killed too hard in the nightclubs in Harlem, and they didn't dare to bet their lives anymore.

But it may not be true. What these black singers from the bottom can say is not surprising, and they cannot be regarded as rational people...

GD can take out the Harlem nightclub case and brag about it, but the indiscriminate killing of children will definitely be spurned by Quanmi. This is a major blow to GD's image. In the future, he has to draw a clear line. Then the fake tiger will take advantage of it.

How to do crisis public relations?

He fell asleep in repeated struggles.

"Boss, boss?"

Dazed and pushed to wake up by Taraji, he raised his hand and lifted the thin layer covering his body. "What time is it?" His head was dizzy and he should have not slept for long.

"Six ten ten." Taraji raised the TV sound a bit.

"At the request of the Chicago Police, I have agreed to the Cook County County Police to enter the other's jurisdiction to coordinate this special operation in the public housing area, and also participate in the Illinois National Guard..."

On the screen, Cook County State Attorney Peter Flock was wearing a body armor, and surrounded by a large number of microphones, announcing the latest news with a serious expression, "Illinois law enforcement agencies will severely crack down on violence and drug crimes in this area. And handle ID cards for all legal residents..."

"Do documents such as ID cards violate people's freedom?" a reporter interrupted.

Peter Flock ignored him, "Illegal residents and guns will be thoroughly cleaned up, and I promise that this operation will completely reverse the security situation in Chicago, so that the people no longer need to live in fear..."

The picture was shown outside the public housing area. The joint operation involving the National Guard was very powerful. Military vehicles and police cars stretched out of sight. Police officers and soldiers in various uniforms appeared in the picture.

A heavily armed special police rushed into a large public house. Soon, a shirtless black guy jumped out of the window on the second floor and ran wildly, "Stop! Sir! Please cooperate with the police in the investigation! Stop! Otherwise we will drive. The gun! I'll warn again..."

He kept shouting from the loudspeaker, and the man ignored him. When he was about to run past the corner of the building, a gunshot sounded and he was directly knocked to the ground.

Song Yasi slipped and sat up, no sleep.

As if it was a kick, the man got up on the ground again. When the special police rushed over, he was leaning against the wall and was about to take something out of his arms.

Song Ya knew that he was finished, and the special police immediately opened fire and killed him on the spot after several shots.

Both the cell phone and the phone in the room started ringing.

"Coffee." It seems I can't make up for it~lightnovelpub.net~Come to my meeting. "Song Ya picked up the microphone, and dealt with the inquiries one by one.

At the entrance of many public housing buildings, groups of people were escorted out with their hands holding their heads. This time the police were playing for real. Almost all public housing areas started operations at the same time. The access roads were blocked and the wings could not escape.

Various types of long and short guns and drugs were searched out by police officers. After confirming their safety, civil servants of relevant units began to enter public housing, register the residents one by one, and apply for identity cards.

"Come on..."

"It's me, Eric."

It is the tuner of Old Joe Music, "A police officer rushed into Old Joe Music just now, and they took everyone away, including Old Joe!"

Chicago 1990

Chicago 1990

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