The Richest Man in the DC World

　　 Crisis public relations is urgent.

As soon as the meeting was over, Luke set about arranging relevant personnel. Unfortunately, the company really did not have talents in this area, and his subordinates were not good enough. The boss could only come on stage in person. A eloquent statement of nearly a thousand words was posted on the official website. The language was not very good. Beautiful, but extremely logical.

　　 The first half explains what happened. The apology and reflection are left in the middle, a few lines pass, and then future plans and remedial measures to prevent such incidents from happening again.

The content of 　　 is very substantial. It is sincere at a glance, and you can find four words after careful reading a few times: avoid the important and the light

The four words 　　 are also the essence.

　　What is crisis public relations?

　　 To say white is to dye the black into ashes and wipe the ashes out of sight. If you keep blacking out, for fear that others will not know what bad things you have done, it is not called crisis public relations, it is called public relations crisis.

　　 After the announcement, many ShowMe users voluntarily reposted it on the Internet through various channels, and the trend of tap water was faintly formed. After learning this news, the entire company was boiling, and the morale of the employees rose.

　　 There are so many things that have come out of hard work, and the public agrees that it is actually a very happy thing.

　　 With the **** of users, the public opinion crisis is slightly alleviated.

　　 Luke can finally make time to deal with the FBI.

　　……

　　 At two in the afternoon, FBI agents headed by Roger Consius arrived at ShowMe headquarters on time.

　　 "Hello, see you again."

　　 "Yeah, I met again, less than a week after the last meeting, something happened to your company, last time it was a superhuman, this time it is a terrorist, I don't know what it will become in the future."

　　 Lukepi said without a smile,

　　 "Mr. Consius can really make a joke. ShowMe is a legal company and its employees are all law-abiding citizens and will never do anything illegal."

　　 "If employees are law-abiding citizens, the boss may not be."

　　 Roger Consius seemed to be pointing, and he took a few steps forward and attached the ear canal, "No matter what your background or your intentions, I will definitely find out this time. Don't try to get through."

　　The words fell, and he walked to the conference room first, Emily followed, passing by Luke without raising her eyelids, as if the two had never met.

　　Woman! They are all changed by eels!

　　 "Boss, we seem to be targeted by the FBI." Charlie said anxiously.

　　 "It's not the FBI, it's being watched by Roger Consius."

　　 "We didn't do anything bad, why did that guy pester us."

　　 "You should ask the old man this sentence."

　　Charlie was startled, "You mean he knows our relationship with Hongmen."

Luke looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with the pain of caring for the mentally retarded, "Do you think the FBI is an idiot? How could they have no information about the existence of the old man, not only him, all the files of the senior officials of Hongmen and their families are in the FBI Registered."

　　 "What about me? They also have my information?"

　　 Luke really doesn’t want to answer such stupid questions,

　　 "How is it going in Chinatown."

"I just sent a text message, and the people have already been arranged, but Hall Master Qi said that next time you ask him for help, you have to go in person." After a pause, Charlie suggested in a low voice, "I think I'd better find time to visit. Hall Master Qi, after all, Metropolis is under his jurisdiction, so he can't always hide."

　　 "I want you to go."

　　 Luke snorted coldly, sorted his suit, and strode towards the conference room.

　　 Cindy and the others have done their preparations, Luke didn't talk nonsense, went straight to the computer, and put a picture of a young man with obvious Middle Eastern characteristics on the big screen.

"Ibn Abul Sanji Rahman Sarin, the owner of the social account [Black Metal], Arab-American, 25 years old, registered for a ShowMe account a month ago, and later released A total of 23 pieces of information including text, pictures, and videos are mostly related to food. By the way, I forgot to explain that his job is a chef."

　　 "Due to the confidentiality agreement, I cannot disclose more information here. If you want to know, you can contact him. Of course, if you need technical assistance, I can send employees to help, free of charge."

　　 "I'm finished, Mr. Consius, what do you want?"

　　 Roger Consius laughed loudly, with undisguised mockery on his cold face,

"This is what you call...help? A picture! Dozens of useless messages! Luke Shaw, let me remind you that Ibn Abul Sanji Rahman Sharin is from the Middle East, You are a member of a polar terrorist organization who has come to participate in the killing of women. Do you know what you just did?

　　You are shielding him and covering him. The purpose is to keep your company from being implicated. I know people like you too much. You can’t do anything for money! "

　　 After a sentence fell, the ShowMe employees present suddenly changed their faces. In the United States, there is one thing that must not be touched, that is, terrorism. Once you are put on this hat, you should never turn over.

　　 Cindy stood up immediately,

　　 "Sir, please pay attention to the words. ShowMe will never become a tool for spreading terrorism, nor will it shield any criminals."

　　 Roger Consius ignored him, just looked at Luke,

　　 "If you don't want to be an accomplice, just give me the information of him and his family and friends. This is an order."

　　 Luke raised his brows slightly, and said solemnly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Consius, the company does not have the information you want. Even if it does, I will not give it to you. Ibn Abul Sanji Rahman Sharin is just a suspect. There is no evidence that he was involved in criminal activities. Before the actual crime is determined, he is protected by the Constitution and you have no right to deprive him of his personal rights."

　　 Roger sneered, "You have a good eloquence. You can apply to be his defense lawyer. He will definitely not object."

　　 was repeatedly provoked, Luke’s temper came up too,

　　 "Sorry, I don't have that interest, and I don't have that time."

"One more thing I want to remind you, Ibn’s place where I posted information twenty-three times before was in Brooklyn, and I used the same computer, but the video I posted this morning was from Gotham, and I used another computer. There is no doubt, don't wrong the good people, let alone miss the bad people."

　　 paused and sneered.

　　 "Although you do it often."

　　噗!

　　 Charlie almost laughed, Rowan and Cindy also smiled, and secretly said: The boss is the boss, and they dare to taunt them in front of the FBI, and they are not afraid that the other party will become angry.

　　 Luke gestured to Charlie, who took out the USB stick and put it on the table.

　　 "The information is in it. This is all that ShowMe can provide. If you feel that it is not enough, please show the authorization document from the White House, and we will provide corresponding assistance based on the content of the document."

　　 "If there is nothing wrong, I will be here today, Charlie, see off!"

　　 Charlie got up and opened the meeting room door.

　　 Roger took a deep look at Luke, got up and left, and turned back when he reached the door.

"Luke Xiao, don’t think you can do whatever you want. This is a metropolis, not a seaside city. I will definitely check this out. I won’t wrong the good guys, let alone the bad guys, no matter what the bad guy’s identity or what. I will never let it go!"

　　 With a harsh word, the atmosphere immediately became tense. Luke gritted his teeth and said nothing, waved his hand to let the employees go back to work.

　　……

After leaving ShowMe, Roger Consius rushed straight to Ibn’s residence in Brooklyn, but no one was found there. He inquired from the neighbor: Two hours ago, Ibn left with a few strangers wearing sunglasses Up.

　　 Upon hearing the news, Roger kicked his foot on the wall, his mouth babbled, cursing things he couldn't listen to.

Emily opened her mouth several times, but at the end she chose to remain silent. Just now she received a text message from Luke and asked her to talk to the bar. She was going to tell her about the text message. Seeing the captain like this, she thought about it, or Forget it.

　　 At six o'clock in the afternoon, as soon as work was over, Emily drove to Brooklyn and stopped in front of a bar called the Red Devil.

　　 Since the night is not yet there, there are not many people in the bar, Emily saw the young man next to the bar at a glance.

Today's Luke is different from before. He didn't wear a suit, but casual clothes, white sneakers, dark slacks, and purple shirt. He wore a silver Vacheron Constantin watch in his left hand and a golden Bulgari ring in his right glove. The whole person is handsome, stylish and luxurious, very out of proportion to the shabby bar.

　　 Seeing Emily, Luke smiled and greeted him.

　　 "Sweetheart, thank you for not letting me drink two hours of stuffy wine here."

　　 "Don't call me sweetheart, your sweetheart is Ivan Donald, not me."

　　 After saying this, Emily regretted it immediately, UU reading www. uukanshu.com gave him an annoyed look, found a chair with no one to sit down, and said angrily.

"looking for me?"

　　 "There are official and private affairs, which one should I talk about first?"

　　 "Private matter!"

　　 "I miss you. I want to meet and chat with you."

　　 "Let’s talk about official business!"

　　 Luke sighed disappointedly, took a photo from his pocket and put it on the table.

　　 "Ibn Abul Sanji Rahman Sharin, you should not forget!"

　　 Emily was startled, and said in horror, "You..."

　　 Luke calmly said, "Yes, I asked him to take him away."

　　 Emily stood up immediately and yelled under her voice,

　　 "What the **** are you doing, do you know that it is illegal to do so?"

　　 "I must do this."

Luke looked directly into the other person’s eyes and said word by word, “I don’t believe Roger Consius, you know the virtue of that guy better than me. If he gets Ibn, he might do something terrible. For the entire FBI, I only trust you, and only you can find out the truth."

　　 Emily’s expression is extremely complicated, she didn’t know what to say for a while, something was swaying from side to side in her heart, and she calmed down after a while, she sighed helplessly, and said,

　　 "Where is the person?"

"follow me."

　　 The two left one after another from the back door of the bar, bypassing the dark and damp street, and came to a dilapidated building.

　　 "When you get to the place, don't speak, do as I say."

　　 pushed open the heavy basement iron door, and the two came to a dimly lit room.

　　 Ibn Abul Sanji Rahman Sarin is here, waiting anxiously.