King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 809 - 734: There are Good People in the New York Police

Like Lesler, New York detective Danny Logan was also having a headache...

This guy, along with Interpol’s Serial and boss Joe, had a bloody rampage at Yonkers Pier, eventually reaping significant profits.

No one in the whole of New York knew the ins and outs of P·B and the level of madness of their boss better than him.

Danny parked his car on the side of the road in front of Presbyterian Hospital. He had been pondering how exactly he should explain to Monica from P·B, who had a toxicology report different from the one the police had...

Eric Bent had been lying in the emergency room for 20 hours now, but the New York Police Department still hadn’t filed a case; they just sent two officers on duty to comfort her and then left.

It wasn’t until Monica produced a toxicology report and a series of complaint calls made it to the mayor of New York, that the police department somehow obtained a toxicology report and planned to send an intern officer to deliver it...

Danny sensed something was wrong. The cooperating laboratory of the New York police had never been this efficient, and how could this lab report be more authoritative than the toxicology report from the Presbyterian Hospital?

To stop his intern officers from taking the fall, the loyal Danny took on the task himself...

He knew this was trouble, but even more, he knew that if Jackal marked New York police as ’enemies’, the consequences would be very bad.

Those old guys sitting in the offices completely underestimated Jackal’s destructive nature; they wanted to play officialism and drag time, but didn’t realize that Jackal was always impulsive...

Giving up a murder case and then watching Jackal mess up New York was something Danny as a cop couldn’t stand.

Since he was about to meet Monica, a budding New York socialite, Danny adjusted the rearview mirror, straightened his coffee-stained tie, then, dissatisfied, shook his head and ripped off the tie, throwing it on the dashboard...

Taking out the so-called toxicology report, with his partner Ailin’s weird expression, Danny closed his eyes and silently recited the lines he had prepared, then picked up his cold coffee just about to take a sip when he saw a convoy arriving at the door of Presbyterian Hospital...

A demonic figure stepped out of the car, stood by the door, and then Danny’s least favorite, boss Joe, also got out of the car...

"oh shit~"

Danny frantically threw the coffee cup out of the car, grabbed a few napkins to wipe the coffee stains on his chest, then quickly pushed the door open and ran towards Presbyterian Hospital...

Seeing the boss running, assistant Ailin reluctantly pushed the door and followed.

Interacting with such big shots usually didn’t end well for their own boss...

Sure enough...

Halfway there, Ailin saw Danny being pushed against an SUV’s engine by that overly bulky woman...

Watching her own boss flailing like a little frog in the woman’s hands, Ailin decisively flashed her badge and yelled loudly: "Stop, let him go, we are New York police..."

Danny, seeing someone blocking his partner, annoyingly shouted: "Hey, King Kong, it’s me, Danny Logan, we’ve fought together..."

Saying this, Danny struggled to turn his head towards Joe, shaking the report in his hand, and said: "Jackal, I’m here to deliver the report...

I suspect there’s something fishy with Eric Bent’s attack; if you cooperate with me, I’ll bring the bad guys to justice."

Joe actually had a good impression of this Danny Logan...

Compared to the FBI’s Lesler, this Danny had that unique gangster vibe that Joe particularly appreciated—a cop who handled cases with fury! freewebnoveℓ.com

This guy looked like a tough cookie, but he genuinely had a sense of justice!

Moreover, it was this guy, along with that Interpol Serial, who caught ’Engineer’s tail which gave Thompson the chance to catch ’Engineer’, and finally provided boss Joe with a team of elite assassins...

Although these three guys were frustratingly slow, still waiting in Russia for that Sheriff to fall into their trap, the fact that there were no complications outweighed all their faults.

Joe gestured for Ayu to let Danny go, shook his head, and said: "You said there’s a doubt, which proves there’s a problem within your department.

Danny, I won’t make it hard for you, you should realize what’s going on. Don’t get involved, or you’ll definitely be unlucky!"

Danny didn’t expect Joe to be so easy-going...

Driven by a police officer’s sense of duty, Danny couldn’t just stand by and watch Joe turn New York into a battlefield. He moved his painfully pinched neck, and said with difficulty: "Sir, I don’t know exactly what happened, but I understand your temperament; I can’t just watch you mess around.

Can we cooperate?

If we confirm that what happened to Eric Bent was a premeditated assassination, I’ll definitely find a way to file a case for investigation."

Seeing the stubborn Danny, Joe chuckled and shook his head: "Don’t you understand your own police force?

With obstacles being set, by the time you file the case, investigate, identify suspects, find evidence, witnesses..."

Even if the other party didn’t run away, figuring everything out might take several years.

Joe Ga shook his head and turned around, saying, "Buddy, I don’t have the patience for that. If someone touches my people, I make them pay a price!"

Upon hearing this, Danny tugged hard on his flushed earlobe and exclaimed, "You’re making an enemy of the entire law enforcement system..."

Joe Ga, without turning his head, raised his hands and laughed, "If you can resist calling me ’Chief’ by then, I welcome you to try and arrest me!"

After hearing this and thinking about Joe Ga’s style of always ordering him around, Danny lamented, sighed, smiled placatingly at Ayu beside him, then grabbed his partner and got back into their car, setting up a camera on the dashboard…

"Boss, what are you planning?"

Danny tugged his earlobe again, staring intently at the hospital’s entrance, and said, "I want to see who will give Hu Lang the ’license to kill.’"

Ailin was not deeply involved in the last New York incident, so she was not very clear about the details.

But Danny was all too aware...

Last time it was the Justice Department backing him, and then the DEA issued Joe Ga a licence to kill, leading to several mass killings in New York by P·B.

Seeing Hu Lang’s demeanor, Danny knew he must have found a way again, and he needed to know which department would make such a foolish move.

If it was the FBI, Danny decided he would storm in first and give them a piece of his mind, asking if they had lost their minds?

Joe Ga, unaware of what Danny Logan was thinking, arrived outside the ICU...

Monica, under the protection of ’Jackal’ and a few bodyguards, was sitting in the lounge drinking coffee. When she saw Boss Joe, Monica excitedly stood up, ran toward him like a pear blossomed with rain, and threw herself into Joe Ga’s arms...

If not for her slightly raised little leg that revealed her mood, people might have thought she was truly distressed...

This woman was a natural seductress. Joe Ga subconsciously held her waist, looked into her red eyes, and said helplessly, "Can you stop acting? If I didn’t know better, I’d think Eric was your boyfriend..."

Monica looked up at Joe Ga with a sunny face after a storm and asked, "Are you a little jealous?"

Joe Ga blinked at Monica, realizing that Eric must have been rescued, or else she wouldn’t be making a fuss with him...

He slapped Monica’s butt hard, hugged her shoulder, and walked towards the lounge, saying to Thompson, "Coordinate with ’Jackal,’ find me the assassin who tried to kill Eric."

As Joe Ga glanced sideways at the cheerful Monica, he asked, "Looks like Eric won’t die, how is he now?"

Monica, hanging on Joe Ga like boneless, rubbed her face against his chest, and said, "Eric was almost dead, he’s still unconscious after being rescued, it might take a while for him to wake up.

Boss, I’m really scared!"

Joe Ga sighed, found a sofa to sit on, and while watching Monica who was clinging to him, said, "Can you be serious? You’re not even afraid of the Energy Group, are you afraid of this little scene?

Tell me what recently happened, what exactly did Eric do that made people feel they must kill him at this crucial moment?"

Monica snapped to attention, stood up, raised her arms, and tied up her sexy golden waves...

Looking at Boss Joe’s gaze drifting over her chest, Monica cleared her throat, turned around, took a stack of documents from an old-fashioned briefcase on the table, and put on a pair of black-framed glasses, truly resembling a proud secretary of a Fortune 500 company…

Joe Ga crossed his legs, speaking annoyedly, "Give me the highlights, just the key points…"

Monica, sitting properly on the coffee table in front of Joe Ga—her body shifting made her tight skirt ride up slightly.

As Monica crossed her legs, the revealed lace made Joe Ga lean back a bit...

Seemingly unaware of what her boss had seen, Monica coughed lightly and said, "A month ago, the candidates from both parties were finally confirmed. Eric, using a guy named Bannon, completely infiltrated big-mouth Donald’s campaign team.

Of course, Eric didn’t show up in person, but recently, he has been closely associated with the Energy Group represented by Mrs. Steven, who gathered a lot of support for Donald.

This kind of thing can’t be kept secret. Recently, Eric met with Tom Reed several times, and then the next day Tom Reed would stand up in front of the media, calling Rashiri a wicked bitch and exposing some of her private and special hobbies..."

Joe Ga listened, frowning and said, "How much impact can this kind of thing have on a female politician?

That old woman is both a spokeswoman for women’s rights and has rallied the LGBT community, does she even care about this?"

Monica shook her head slightly, "I don’t know Rashiri’s reaction, but I asked Eric’s bodyguard, the day before yesterday, Rashiri had someone look for Eric, and they even dined together at a restaurant...

After the meal, Rashiri’s team had Eric sign a non-disclosure agreement, asking him not to reveal anything private about Rashiri to the public."

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga sighed and said, "Why would Eric think that signing a non-disclosure agreement would settle everything?"