Chicago 1990

Carl Letterman remembered the warning from the sub-director. He was afraid that his report would fall into the hands of the senior New York police officer who had the same relationship with Dingkins, so he passed it directly to Giuliani’s trusted prosecutor through the FBI channel. The case supervised by the superior and friend personally, the cronies who received the report did not dare to neglect, and soon sent it to the desk of the mayor's office.

The old rival Italian private detectives committed crimes, telephone and telegraph company employees participated, wiretapping first-line actresses, Chicago interdicted black police officers'passing by' and met with courage, and third-rate Italian brokers committed crimes. This case is also too interesting. New York Mayor Giuliani finished watching After the report, the occupational disease criminals who had fallen from the long-term struggle with the Mafia were appointed to reopen the investigation as an independent prosecutor.

Song Ya, who doesn't know that things are going in a weird direction, is arguing with his fiancee in the Bedford Mountain Villa. This is the most violent quarrel since the two have determined their relationship, but this time it was initiated by Mariah Carey.

"You've been making excuses to meet all kinds of people, sitting with them for a few hours, one afternoon, you don't care about our wedding at all, I am busy with everything!"

She complained in a crying voice, "It seems to be my business alone!"

"What can I do!? I can't help but see those people! I can't just send them casually! Two 60-70-year-old old ladies with great social status came over and asked me to invest in a company that has been losing money for years. Have you seen millions?"

Song Ya was also annoyed, in various senses, "The more we spend money so publicly, the easier it is to provoke that kind of people. You are also responsible, and the so-called business affairs you are busy with are nothing more than choosing this pattern and that color. , What brand of decorations, you always'this is not good, that is not good, or we should change back to the previous...' I think this is more boring and a waste of time, let me make a decision just need A few seconds, but you have to drag me to choose for two or three hours!"

"You're such a bastard APLUS, you promised me a perfect wedding, so proud..." She cried loudly with anger.

"That's the problem, what is perfect only exists in your mind, I don't know! I gave advice and it doesn't count for you! So you should do these things!" Song Ya was also angry, Chicago is still a bunch of messy things, and the desire to survive has gone to zero.

"Relentless! Liar!"

With tears in her hand, the sweet kisses of boys and girls that would be placed on the top of the multi-layered cake seemed to be knocked down. The fragile ornaments fell to pieces, and the heads, arms and legs of the two villains were scattered on the ground.

"Here again, here again!" Song Ya hid away a bit.

"It's okay, this is just a sample. Then we will send you the perfect wedding cake. It is so high and so big..." The cake chef next to him smiled blankly and gestured. Linda asked Mavota to invite him for the time being. Got out.

"Also, you have been talking secretly on the phone with other girls these past two days, don't think I don't know!"

She knocked down the champagne pyramid that had been erected one after another. With the chain reaction of the crisp glass breaking, the fragments spread all over the floor.

"This is your custom-made wine glass, and it is also our money! Every time you quarrel, you throw things up, really!"

Song Ya yelled at her with a stubborn neck, "I always talk about business matters, so it's like you!"

"Oh, it turns out that only you talk on the phone is considered business. I have been busy with the wedding for a few months, so what is that!?" She confronted her.

"Maybe it's consumption?" Song Ya was yin and yang strange.

"Ouuuu, mother..." She saw her mother who heard the sound and threw herself into her arms crying for comfort.

"You all calm down, sigh..."

Her mother looked at the mess, stroking her daughter's hair and sighed, "Mimi, don't you have a pre-marriage party tomorrow? Go to Las Vegas to relax first."

"Yes, and the damn party, Brenda, Brenda!" Song Ya got angry as soon as he heard the word, clamoring for the culprit.

"Ali!"

Aunt Susie also followed in, "What's wrong with your M-Fxxk? You have never lost control like this since 1990, come here! Let's go out and talk."

Song Ya couldn't help but was pulled out by her.

"Are you worried?" Aunt Susie asked.

"She was arguing, I'm fine, Aunt Susie." Song Ya calmed down. "They said that I have premarital phobia. I think she only has it. During this time, I always find me inexplicably wrong, not listening to a word. ."

"The pre-wedding party?"

Aunt Susie thought it was that, “It’s okay. These days, pre-marriage parties are getting more and more crazy, but most of the newcomers don’t do anything that really crosses the line, that is, to have fun and excitement. , Don't worry, Brenda knows it."

"That woman really knows that she won't go bankrupt just after she is angry."

Song Ya scolded.

"I saw that Bitch was not pleasing to my eyes. I'll go and give a warning." Connie, who was with Aunt Susie, rolled up her sleeves and was about to make trouble.

"Forget it, I asked Linda to warn her again and again that she really wouldn't take Mimi to Las Vegas for any real purpose."

Connie’s Song Ya calmed down instead, Brenda had been stunned, after all, she was an artist under her own banner, and she would definitely not dare to make trouble. She is now persuading Mariah Carey not to go to Las Vegas. Gas, but Mariah Carey has a very strong personality, she has already screwed it up with herself, and she has to go.

"APLUS."

Linda took her cell phone and hinted to herself, "What's wrong?" The two walked to the study, "Cassidy is calling again."

"Cassidy."

The girl always cried on the other end of the phone, "I went to Flock and the Argus lawyer at Argus Law Firm. He said that he could not contact his father for the time being. The FBI would not allow the lawyer to see if the suspect has violated the law. ?"

"I don't know, you ask my lawyer Goodman, he will provide you with legal advice." Song Ya handed the phone to Linda.

"Can you go back to Chicago and help me?" Cassidy cried: "I asked my colleagues at the police station of Dad. They told me something was wrong in private. The police station strictly forbids talking privately about the arrest of Dad and his teammates. The office was also sealed, the account was frozen, and the FBI took away all his things, even the bills for my brother and sister’s visit..."

"The boss is getting married soon, Cassidy."

Linda interrupted her, "The boss will help, but we don’t know about Vic’s troubles, so leave everything to the lawyers to deal with? What you have to do now is to continue to class, don’t let these troubles interfere with you. Life, be strong girl."

"Can he talk to me?" Cassidy begged.

Linda glanced at Song Ya and walked away, "Ms. Kelly was very upset after he talked with you a few times in the past two days. They had a big fight just now, and some of them always called you. The reason for this. You know him, Cassidy, he will not help you, but you have to keep calm. This kind of thing can't be dealt with by talking on the phone for a few hours or crying."

"Well..." Cassidy agreed with sobbing, "but the lawyer can't see my father."

"Did lawyer Argus represent your father?" Linda asked.

"I can't afford his lawyer's fees, but he is willing to provide consulting services in private, but now he can neither see my father nor know what his father thinks about himself, he is the only expert in my family." Cassidy said .

"For the time being, I will let Goodman call you."

Linda hung up the phone and told Song Ya and Goodman what Kasidi had said. "There is something wrong." Goodman said, "Generally, the police department will provide legal aid to her own people at this time, and they will also Go and urge the FBI to follow the rules."

"Does Peter have other plans?"

Song Ya and Old Mike looked at each other. Old Mike thought for a while and nodded lightly.

"I'll know tomorrow. Tomorrow you happen to be back to Chicago in the name of holding a pre-wedding party. Alicia will take the opportunity to come and chat with us in person." Goodman said: "She should be able to represent her husband Peter Flock."

"Ok."

Brenda and the others took Mariah Carey to Las Vegas. Dile and Al and other best men prepared a party for themselves in Chicago. Song Ya thought about it and nodded.

I know that Vic killed the FBI agent, but I must never let others know that I know, so the best response now is what to do, not to be stunned.