The Richest Man in the DC World

　　 The atmosphere in the room is weird. Robert keeps kowtow, his forehead is bleeding.

　　 Luke remained silent all the time, perhaps because of other reasons, or perhaps because he didn’t want blood to stain the floor. Luke stood up and walked to him.

　　 "Actually, I don't understand why you came to beg me."

　　 "According to the Constitution, your previous actions only constituted the crime of economic fraud and forced trading. You can be sentenced to seven years at most. If you perform well, you can come out in five years. It is not a long time, so why bother to ask me."

　　 "I can't go in, Falcone will kill me, they will kill me."

Luke shook his head, "Falcone is too late to protect himself. How can I care about you? Besides, you are in Gotham Prison. I still have heard of the situation inside. With your looks and talents, just learn Relax your body and change your sexual orientation a little bit, and you can still eat well."

　　 Robert couldn't help shivering, thinking of the scene of the "big man", tears flowed down.

　　 "Boss, help me, I know you must have a way, please."

　　 Luke poured a glass of water in front of him and said,

"Everyone is valuable. The value here is not independent, but relative. People themselves are not valuable. The so-called value is relative to other people. Just like me, my existence can make family members. , Friends, and even the world becomes better. This is my value in their eyes, and I am proud of it."

　　 "What about you? Robert, what is your value."

　　 Robert understood the meaning of the words and quickly said,

　　 "I can appear in court as a taint witness, and I can also help you make money and make a lot of money."

　　 Seeing Luke unmoved, he gritted his teeth.

　　 "I can help you deal with the Sequoia Group and Thomas Elliott."

　　 Luke sighed and returned to the swivel chair.

"Your sanity has been destroyed by anger, and you can't even see the most basic forms of business. That's right, Sequoia Group has been playing the idea of ​​ShowMe, but don't neglect one point. They have taken the formal path and did not use anything other than the law. Means that the two parties have not smashed their faces, and there are still opportunities for cooperation.

　　 Business wars don’t have to fight to death or death. In many cases, win-win is the kingly way. You don’t understand the truth! "

　　 Robert’s cheek twitched violently, his head down, silent,

　　 "It seems that there is no need for our conversation to go on, Charlie, see off the guests."

　　 "Wait a minute."

　　 Robert gritted his teeth and said word by word.

　　 "And Roger Consius, I am his informant who inserted in ShowMe. If you need it, I can help you deal with him."

　　 Hearing these words, Charlie at the door froze directly, his eyes flashed with shock.

　　 The FBI actually inserted the informant on ShowMe.

　　 Luke waved his hand to let him out.

　　 "Roger Consius’ informant, is there any evidence?"

　　 "I have a recording of the conversation between two people. If you don't believe me, I can take it out."

　　 Luke waved his hands repeatedly, "Don't take it out, I don't want to get involved with the FBI."

　　 "But I'm very surprised, since you are from the FBI, why do you still beg me, just find them."

　　 Robert gritted his teeth and said, "The **** Roger Consius turned his face and didn't recognize anyone. After hearing that I had an accident, he ignored him and blocked my phone. I couldn't find him."

　　 "Understood!" Luke looked at him indifferently, "He refused to save you, so you came to beg me."

　　 "No...no, I didn't..."

"okay."

　　 Luke waved his hand and said impatiently, "You are an FBI informant, a peripheral intelligence officer of the highest judicial institution, with this identity, you can solve it yourself without asking me."

　　 "But he doesn't admit it!"

　　 Luke smiled, and said pointedly, "If he doesn't admit it, you are not."

　　 Robert was stunned, and a bright light flashed in his mind.

Yup!

　　 Am I an intelligence agent? What does it have to do with him!

As long as there is evidence in hand, whether Roger Consius admits it or not, it is his subordinate. Since he is the boss, all things are naturally done by the FBI. I am only the executor. Even if guilty, I am also Roger Consius. What’s the matter with me?

　　 In an instant, everything understood.

　　 Robert was surprised and delighted, and thanked Luke again and again. Before leaving, he wiped the blood on the floor with his suit.

　　The police were downstairs, and seeing them, Robert did not avoid him like before, but strode over.

　　 "I want to see Mr. Gordon and talk to him about important things."

　　 Four hours later, Roger Consius, who was boring in the bar, received a call from Mike Gray and was scolded for no reason. Before he understood what was happening, the phone hung up.

　　 "Damn it!"

　　 Roger threw the wine glass to the ground angrily, turned and left.

　　 When they arrived at the police station, Mike Gray, Jim Gordon, Ramires, and Emily who came over after hearing the news were all here. Several people looked at him blankly, with a strong sense of scrutiny in their eyes.

　　 Mike Gray resisted the anger in his heart,

　　 "Mr. Gordon, can you let me talk to him alone?"

　　 "No problem, but not too long."

　　 Jim Gordon agreed without hesitation, and frowned when he passed Roger.

　　 "Mr. Consius, driving under the influence of alcohol is illegal."

　　 After finishing speaking, raised her hand, and left with the other police officers, Emily also left. Before going out, she gave Roger Consius a vicious look, and the latter was frightened.

　　 After everyone left, Mike Gray exploded immediately, pointing to his nose and cursing.

　　 "Tell me if Robert Downs is your informant."

　　 Roger was taken aback, instinctively wanted to refuse, but felt wrong. When he noticed the cold light in Mike Gray’s eyes, he nodded quickly.

　　 "He is indeed the informant I inserted in ShowMe. There is a reason for this. Let me explain."

　　 "I don't want to hear the explanation, I just want to know, did you arrange him to do those things?"

　　 Roger did not know what those things he was talking about, and said carefully,

　　 "What are you talking about?"

　　 Mike Gray took a deep breath, "Robert colluded with Sidney to force ShowMe to sign the investment contract, do you know."

　　 Roger Consius shook his heart, his cheeks faded instantly.

　　 Seeing that face, if Mike Gray didn't understand what happened, decades of spying career would be in vain.

　　 "I'll ask you again, do you know that Robert was instructed by Falcone to ask ShowMe to log out of Batman's account."

"me…"

　　 "You know everything, don't you?"

　　 "idiot!"

Snapped!

　　 slapped it over, leaving five bright red fingerprints.

　　 "As the FBI director, you know that this is an illegal act, but you don't stop it. Who do you think you are?"

　　 Roger Consius ignored the pain on his face and said anxiously, "Mr. Gray, listen to me. I did this to observe the subsequent development. ShowMe is very dangerous and must be..."

　　 "Shut up, Robert Downs explained everything. You arranged everything. You and ShowMe boss Luke Xiao have a private grudge, just like taking this opportunity to destroy each other."

　　 "Idiot, the FBI's face has lost you all."

Snapped!

　　 couldn't help but slap again.

　　 Roger was beaten up, his head rumbling, he couldn’t remember anything,

Mike Gray was puzzled and kicked him on the ground. "All you learned at the FBI were eaten by dogs. Why didn't you help when Robert Downs had an accident? You thought he was a toilet paper. Throw away,

　　 What is the FBI's informant rules: the life of informants must be guaranteed, otherwise they may betray you at any time. "

　　 "Didn't the instructors teach you these things?"

　　 Roger Consius understands, understands everything,

　　 "I was framed, it was not me. I didn't ask him to do those things. He was framed me, Mr. Gray, you believe me, I absolutely didn't let him do anything illegal."

　　 "Of course I know you will not break the law, but I ask you if you are an insider."

　　 Roger: "……"

　　 Mike Gray doesn’t want to go on, this idiot is not worth his wasted energy,

　　 "You are not responsible for the affairs of Gotham and Metropolis. After I go back, I will write a review letter. From now on, I will suspend all duties and suspend my duties for reflection."

　　 After saying this, he turned and left, leaving Roger Consius, who was pale, on the ground.

　　 is over, everything is over.

　　 Why did it become like this?

　　Who is hurting me?

　　 After leaving the office, Mike Gray found Jim Gordon, talked for a long time, and then met Robert Downs. He did not know what agreement was reached. When he left the police station, he had an extra tape in his hand.

　　 It didn't take long for Robert to be released. He walked out of the police station gate happily, and then he saw Roger Consius on the side of the road.

　　 You look at me, and I look at you, they are speechless.

　　 On the second floor of the police station, Ramires was puzzled, "Captain, just let them go like this."

　　 Jim Gordon put the document that recorded the incident into the shredder, and waited until the document was shredded into pieces before speaking.

　　 "There can be no more scandals in Gotham City, let them handle the FBI's affairs!"

　　 Ramires curled his mouth, disdainfully, "It's ridiculous that such an idiot can be a supervisor."

　　 Jim shook his head. "It shouldn't be that simple."

　　 Just then, a police officer broke in,

　　 "Mr. Gordon, Sidney! We have found Domic Sidney."

　　 Jim was surprised and delighted, "Where is he."

　　 "East District, near the pier, has been controlled by us."

　　 "Great. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

　　 Jim Gordon couldn't wait for a moment, and rushed to the East Side Pier overnight.

The clean-up operation has been carried out so far, and the completion rate is nearly 90%. It is only behind the big fish Falcone. What is helpless is that after several days of searching, he can’t be found. No one knows where he is hiding. position.

　　 Sidney is different. As the second person in the Falcone family, he probably knows where he is hiding.

　　 With full of joy, Gordon rushed to the Eastern District Police Station, but was disappointed.

　　 Looking at the foolish old man squatting in the corner counting ants, he waved his fists in anger.

　　 "What's the matter? Are you sure he is Domic Sidney himself, not for the dead?"

　　 "Already acted DNA, it is indeed me."

　　 "Why did it become like this?"

　　 Hank, who is temporarily in charge of public security in the Eastern District, shook his head, "This is also where we are puzzled. Forensic doctors conducted a comprehensive examination of his body, and there were no other wounds on his body except for the scar on his wrist."

　　 "What about your head?"

　　 "The brain condition is normal, and there is no sign of a heavy blow."

"what is this?"

　　 Jim Gordon spread out his hands, a little hysterical, "The head is not hurt, how can people become like this, don't tell me that he takes drugs too much."

　　 Ramires tugged the corner of the captain’s clothes and attached the ear canal,

　　 "Maybe you are pretending to be a fool!"

　　 Jim suddenly realized that in Gotham City, pretending to be crazy and selling stupid is too normal. Why is the effectiveness of Arkham Mental Hospital so good? Not because criminals have become mentally ill.

　　 After figuring this out, Jim Gordon quickly calmed down, with a sneer on his lips.

　　 "Pretend to be crazy? Okay, send you to Falcone, see if you still pretend."