The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol

"Yes, a new witness." Frank seemed not to notice the other party's surprise and continued, "Do you remember how Raimundo Salazar was arrested?"

"You mean, his girlfriend Sylvia?" Lyle Greene's face changed slightly.

Frank continued to nod, "I just talked to her personally and finally convinced her to testify against Raimundo Salazar. This girl is not as simple as she seems.

I bet that even Raimundo Salazar didn’t know that she had successfully concealed a lot of drug trafficking evidence from the El Mar gang, and Agent Tavole had already listed her on the WPP (Federal Witness List) Protection Plan), federal marshals will arrive tomorrow. "

Of course Frank's words were half-truths. The truth was of course that Jack had indeed included Sylvia in the WPP before, but that was in exchange for her revealing the whereabouts of Raimundo Salazar.

There is an information gap here. No one outside, including the prosecutor Lyle Greene, knows that Jack, as an FBI, was initially involved in this case, and even acted with the NYPD and participated in the arrest. Raimundo Salazar.

Lyle Greene never remembered that he had passed Jack at the door of Erin's office before yesterday's NYPD press conference.

At that time, he was very annoyed by Danny's repeated rude remarks, and all he could think about was how to show off that annoying guy, otherwise he might even have a suspicion at this time.

As for the lie, Sylvia had no contact with the so-called drug trafficking evidence at all, but except for Raimondo Salazar himself, whether it was Lyle Greene who could only contact him through anonymous phone calls, or His most trusted lieutenant, George Lupino, no one could verify.

After all, this is Salazar who is willing to "risk himself" and kill the "adulterer" with his own hands, but is reluctant to harm the "person next to him" in the slightest.

Just before Lyle Greene arrived, when Jack was contacting Sylvia, the phone call Frank made from his desk was to arrange for reliable personnel to transfer Raimundo Salazar to prison.

In the next dozens of hours until the official trial, the drug lord will be locked up in a separate cell in the highest-level prison in New York State, and will be monitored around the clock by more than two people at all times. All food and drinks will be delivered by a dedicated person to ensure that there is no All his external contacts.

As a result, neither Lyle Greene nor others in the Almar Gang could verify this matter with Raimundo Salazar himself. Their only option was to believe that he had it and find ways to get Xi Ervia silenced her.

After hesitating for a moment, Lyle Greene continued to make an awkward gesture, "This means that we will give up the most certain case of David Talley's murder. I need to be confident enough to make a trade-off."

"Of course, I understand your concerns, so I invited Jack. He will take you to see Sylvia later, and you will hear her testimony with your own ears."

Frank stood up without any doubt that he was there, and his tone was sincere and sincere, "Lyle, I would like to express my most sincere thanks to you. You have gained the friendship of the Reagan family, and I will never treat anyone who has helped the Reagan family unfairly." friend."

From the corner of his eye, Lyle Greene saw Jack, who was getting up after Frank like a follower. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he thought that he must contact Lupino again later and told him not to hurt Danny. wife.

Director Reagan's influence is obviously not limited to the NYPD. This can be seen from the attitude of the senior FBI agent in front of him. He is as respectful as a loyal dog and not at all what a federal agent should be.

This director is so well-hidden that I have never heard of him having any relationship with the FBI before. It is conceivable that if Danny Regan's wife is harmed, the Elmar Gang will incur joint revenge from the NYPD and the FBI.

As long as people are fooled, they will automatically fill in many details. After sitting in Jack's passenger seat, Lyle Greene has already thought about his bright future. The friendship of the Reagan family, that is the current one. What Mr. Mayor has not been able to get will be when he enters politics in the future.

Jack had been watching this guy with a cold eye. Seeing his face twitching, he was trying to suppress the pride in his heart. He couldn't help but secretly admire Frank's acting skills. Jiang is indeed a very old man, and he can fool people to death without paying for it.

"The car across the street was secretly protected by our people. The woman was in great trouble and asked us not to affect her life."

Arriving at the door of a bungalow on Long Island, Jack casually waved and said hello to the other side of the street. He complained seemingly unintentionally, directly revealing the security work against Sylvia.

Lyle Greene remained calm and glanced at the old Chevrolet car parked across the street. He remembered it in his mind and followed Jack through the door.

Sylvia no longer looks like the well-dressed fashionable beauty she once was. Dressed in home clothes, she has a bit more of a girlish look for her age.

Opening the door, Jack and Lyle Greene were welcomed into the house. She sat back on the sofa in the living room with a slightly nervous expression, raised her hand to pick up the remote control and turned off the TV.

"This is Lyle Greene, the special prosecutor for drug kingpins. He needs to confirm your testimony."

Jack gave a brief introduction to the two of them, then stopped talking and walked to the sofa opposite them and sat down.

Sylvia forced a smile on her face rather stiffly, and curled up her legs on the sofa, as if she was afraid to let strangers in, "What do you want to know?"

Jack silently gave her acting skills an 8-point rating. Women are all born actors, especially when facing men.

Lyle Greene once again acted like a righteous prosecutor and asked Sylvia in detail what she knew about the situation. How could the latter really know so much? He briefly talked about how to get along with Raimundo Salazar. In his past, he mentioned a small ledger he carried with him.

"I couldn't understand what was written on it, but I knew it must be important. Every time he went out for something, he would take it with him and lock it in the safe when he got home. But one time he drank too much, and I took advantage of him to fall asleep. , took the content with his mobile phone."

The account book was true, but Sylvia had never dared to touch it. It was also a half-truth and half-false story, so Lyle Greene couldn't help but fall for it.

"I need to see this evidence." The prosecutor said righteously.

"Then after you fulfill your promise and help me get a new identity and a monthly living allowance of 20,000 US dollars, when I leave New York, I will tell you the address where the photo is hidden." Sylvia An attitude that no one can trust.

"The bailiff will arrive tomorrow morning, and you will be completely safe after that. I even brought Mr. Prosecutor for you, so what else is wrong?" Jack also showed off his acting skills, showing a very dissatisfied expression.

"Then you will get what you want tomorrow morning." Sylvia refused to let go, making Jack angry and stood up from the sofa.

"OK, OK, this is not a problem, then tomorrow morning." Lyle Greene has become a peacemaker at this time. How dare he really ask Sylvia to produce evidence now? This thing is really in his hands. It's a hot potato.

"This greedy Bitchi!" The two left the safe house, and Jack viciously kicked down a flowerpot on the lawn.

"Before, she only offered $5,000 per month, if it weren't for Director Reagan." He stopped abruptly, as if he had just realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said, and looked at the prosecutor next to him with a guilty conscience.

There was a slight smile on Lyle Greene's lips, as if he didn't hear anything, "I need to go back to the office immediately to prepare relevant documents, and I have to trouble Mr. Tavole to give me another ride."

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