Super Detective in the Fictional World

The next day, when he arrived at the police station, Luke was waved by Dustin and called into the conference room.

More than a dozen detectives were present, some information had been posted on the large whiteboard, and some locations and names had been written.

Luke and Selena looked at each other and sat down silently.

Some of the pictures on the big whiteboard, they're more familiar than all the detectives in the room.

That was the scene of the D'Amico Nest case.

Yesterday, Luke and Damon's father and daughter frontally stabbed fifty or sixty bandits, and even some of them used grenades, a move that of course did not hide from the police.

D'Amico is dead, the bandits in the building are dead, and the bandits who went to the warehouse did not have time to return to the laundry, and the scene was under police control.

For Frank D'Amico, the drug dealer, NYPD was already blacklisted.

But Frank is not that stupid, he's been selling his own illegal drugs honestly, and it's hard to tell how many bad things he's done in private, but he's obviously not undermining the stability in New York, and he's not being targeted.

After all, trafficking in illicit drugs does not affect the stability of prosperity in New York.

By contrast, the FBI and DEA are more committed to the Damico gang.

But last night the old D'Amico nest building was too quiet, and the police came to the door and found a large number of bodies inside, including Frank D'Amico himself and his son.

There are also large quantities of weapons in the lair, small quantities of contraband drugs and, more importantly, a large number of books, which make the police treasure.

When Luke cleaned the safe, he didn't take the ledger. He just scanned several important copies and put them all back in the safe, leaving some benefits for his colleagues in the wash.

From the books, NYPD can find a lot of downlines dealing with the D'Amico gang without spending too much effort.

Now, there are a few pieces of information on the big whiteboard that clearly point to the downline groups involved in the books.

Dustin started explaining the case and scheduling the assignment.

Unexpectedly, Dustin explicitly requested that the D'Amico old nest fire last night and the case be heeded for a moment.

The goal of all these days of action has been several downline groups, seeking to capture their key leaders at once.

Normally, NYPD doesn't make a fuss, but the crime evidence is in hand, and if you don't take the opportunity to brush a wave of credit, that's stupid.

Performance stuff, the NYPD and the NYC bosses still need something, otherwise how can they fool the people into voting for them?

After completing their assignment, Luke and his wife left the police station and began their day of formal work.

Meanwhile, Clinton District's Nelson-Murdoch law firm welcomed two non-clients early in the morning.

In the office, looking at two men and women in formal work suits, Fuji asked, “What's the matter with you two coming to our office? ”

He knew at first glance that the man was his own companion, but that the woman was less like him and more like an administrative clerk.

Remind me of yesterday's aunt in charge who was yelling to sue them, Foggy and Matt both looked a little subtle.

Isn't that just a little management fee? As for calling a lawyer? That's not enough money to pay for a lawyer. Both were forced to mutter in their hearts.

The man pulled out a business card and put it on the table and pushed it in front of Foggy: "I'm Attorney Allen Shaw. Commissioned today by the Poverty and Disability Assistance Foundation to determine matters related to a long-term charitable donation from your firm. The director of the Foundation for Assistance to the Poor and Disabled, Ms. Ella Drey, will be communicating with you in the future on matters related to this charitable contribution. ”

Fudge and Matt were both a little stunned: "Charitable donations? ”

Charitable donations definitely require lawyers to complete a lot of legal formalities, but isn't the colleague across the street already doing it?

Alan then pulled out a large stack of documents and explained them to his two colleagues.

However, a calm lawyer, Alan, was jealous of these two little colleagues.

He was not jealous that they could help the poor and disabled by applying to the Foundation for a loan.

Alan hasn't broken enough to save the poor people's lives, and he's staring at another separate donation agreement.

The talks between the two sides were not long.

The newly established Poverty and Disability Assistance Foundation received a total of 2.3 million charitable donations this time.

Fogey and Matt can only help those who are assisted to submit applications to the Foundation, and the rest of the work is done by the Foundation.

There is only one separate donation agreement in the file that Allen came up with that really needs to be signed by the two Fogeys.

As long as Nelson-Murdoch continues to provide legal aid to needy and needy groups, the Foundation will tentatively contribute $50,000 per month to the operation of the firm for a period of one year,

That's what makes Lawyer Allen jealous.

Such donation agreements essentially impose demands on firms, such as the number of indigent groups that must be provided with legal aid each year to avoid withholding money or doing less.

There are no such cumbersome limitations in this donation agreement, which simply require it to be used for the operation of a law firm.

As long as Fudge and Matt are willing to use the money to pay their own monthly salaries, it can also be counted as operating costs of the firm, at best eating too ugly.

If Alan was a lawyer, he would use the money to cover all the expenses of the firm, and the profits from the lawsuit would go into his own luggage, just as fast as he could start his career.

Based on the size of the Nelson-Murdoch firm, 600,000 donations this year are enough to last them several years.

After a few years of start-up, it is natural to have a clear result as to whether the firm will be able to run.

Taking someone else's money to start a business, and not having any follow-up problems, is what countless young people dream of.

But these two young, naive, nascent little lawyers really met with such a good thing.

Even more depressing, Alan came to deliver money.

Remembering that six months ago he was tragically hit by a pond fish and swept out by the last law firm, which forced him to leave Los Angeles to come to New York, Lawyer Allen could only lament: Life is so fucking unfair!

But no matter how many American MMPs he had in his mind, he had to smile and say goodbye to two young lawyers in the end.

Lawyer Allen and director Ella were sent away, and the firm's three elders hid in the attorney's office again.

Karen smiled on his face and looked at the two of them: "Okay, who did this? There was a big surprise without saying anything. Yesterday he also said he was looking for a big customer, but today he found a charitable donation, not even tied to it. ”

A large client willing to pay a large price means that the case is in serious trouble, and the donation is obviously no trouble.

When Fudge subconsciously looked at Matt, Matt shook his head directly: "Not me, I don't know this big money. ”