Chapter 583 Danny with all the flags and the overly cautious prosecutor
"Be still and don't run around. It won't take long for you to be free." Jack took Sylvia to A safe house took out a small disk-shaped locator and handed it to her.
"If an accident happens, press hard and hold it for three seconds. I will find you. Hide close to you, understand?"
In view of some old-fashioned plots, Jack specially told the internal staff The technical department applied for some small props to avoid accidents.
“Where should I hide?” Sylvia was at a loss as she held a small round piece the size of a coin.
"You are a woman, do you still need me to teach you?" Before he finished speaking, Jack looked at the silly woman in front of him with a black line on his forehead and unzipped the hot pants around his waist.
"Just hide it here." He reached out to grab the locator, opened her collar, and stuffed it into the valley.
“There will be plainclothes police officers guarding the house outside the house 24 hours a day. You make a list of food and daily necessities, and they will buy them for you. Within two days at most, I will bring the federal marshals to come and talk to you. Sign the relevant documents of WPP, and then send you away from New York."
Jack thought for a while, then took out an anonymous mobile phone and handed it over, "Don't be stupid, call me if you have any questions, socialize. The software and the like must no longer be used. Do you need me to explain this?"
Sylvia nodded repeatedly, looking very well-behaved, "I understand, I only watch TV these days."
Seeing that she was so understanding, Jack said goodbye and went out, said hello to a plainclothes policewoman guarding the door, and drove to the NYPD headquarters.
The NYPD headquarters was very busy at this time. Raimundo Salazar was being escorted into a prison van. The NYPD's SWAT unit ESU drove an armored vehicle to clear the way for him. There were also helicopters patrolling in the sky, calling in and out. It’s not impressive to be a good person.
Jack stepped forward and bumped fists with Danny, who was watching the excitement, "Has everyone made arrangements at home?"
"There is a team of police officers waiting outside the school for the children to finish school. , they will be taken to my father's house later, and grandpa will take care of them temporarily. I also sent two guys to pick up Linda from her home in Staten Island. She is packing her things and will come over later. "< br>
Danny has been repeatedly warned by Jack that he must settle his family well and not give the other party an opportunity to take advantage of him.
He had an affair with his family last night. Except for his two children who didn't know about it, Linda was very reasonable, but she was worried about her husband's safety.
The home of the dignified NYPD chief is naturally impregnable. After hearing his arrangement, Jack stopped worrying and asked about what happened before.
"What was Raimundo Salazar's reaction after he was arrested?"
"A little too calm." Danny sneered, "I feel like I won't be locked up for long until I Tell him that I will testify against this guy personally."
"You still have to be careful, you can't open champagne at halftime." Jack thought it was better to be cautious.
Watching the escort convoy leave, Jack was about to ask Danny about his plans for the night, whether he would simply sleep at the police station or something else, when he suddenly felt a touch on his shoulder.
"Oh oh oh, it seems who is here? Isn't this my dear sister?"
Jack turned his head and looked in the direction he indicated, and saw Irene accompanying a A tall and thin middle-aged man is walking this way.
"Is something wrong?" Danny hugged his little sister hard and lifted her off the ground.
"Come here to tell you some good news."
Irene punched her brother in laughter, straightened her clothes, and took the initiative to shake hands with Jack. This eldest sister was like every urban beauty in New York. She always wore designer clothes and carried luxury bags when going out. Always sky-high heels. "I am convening a grand jury and will formally submit an indictment on Wednesday. I need you to attend as a witness." The tall and lanky middle-aged man was the special prosecutor on the drug gang case that Jack had met in Erin's office before. , Lyle Greene.
After he finished speaking to Danny, and under Eileen's introduction, he politely extended his hand and shook Jack's hand.
"Get it done in two days? That's amazing!" Danny raised his eyebrows. Although his tone was still a little sarcastic, maybe it was because he was in a good mood now, just like he had told Eileen before. As promised, the attitude is much better.
“This is the first time that we have been able to finalize the charges against Raimundo Salazar with certainty, which is of great significance.” Although Lyle Greene said this, the worry lingered between his brows. Don't go.
"Yeah, okay, maybe you're still a little worried about witnesses, like will Raimundo Salazar kill me?" Danny knew what he was worried about, and he casually hooked Jack's shoulder, just The height difference between the two makes this action a bit comical.
"Do you know who he is? An elite FBI agent who just won a senior medal not long ago. Two hours ago, I witnessed a 200-pound strong man as fragile as a human in front of him. Baby, unless the Elmar gang can drive the tank onto the streets, hey."
Jack pulled this guy's arm away speechlessly, feeling that his back was covered with flags. Speaking of which, in his previous life, he actually saw a Sherman running rampant on the streets of the United States, followed by a series of videos of police cars being helpless.
“It’s better to be careful.” Lyle Greene didn’t seem to mind Danny’s attitude, but solemnly reminded him, “Salazar is an inhuman beast, he will do anything. Gotta come out."
Looking at the worry in his eyes, Jack always felt that as a special prosecutor on drug cases, the guy in front of him was a little too lacking in courage. Of course, maybe it was also because of his relationship with Prosecutors don't have much experience in this profession.
After all, apart from the eldest sister Eileen next to him, the last person he came into contact with was Sean Delmont, the overconfident assistant prosecutor in the case of the serial killer Rosalind Dale. In any case, it is better to be overly cautious than overconfident. Too many.
"That's because this beast has never met anyone from the Regan family before." Danny put his hands on his hips in a dignified manner, causing Irene to roll her eyes.
"Your virtue is exactly the same as the way you pretended to be Superman in front of me when you were a child."
"Really? Haven't I always been invulnerable?"
The middle-aged brother and sister joked for a while before Danny put away his formality and invited, "Would you like to come in and have a cup of coffee together?"
Erin shook her head, "It seems you can only go in and drink coffee alone. In 20 minutes, Dad will hold a press conference in the square opposite. As a representative of the FBI, Jack will also attend."
"Uh." Jack was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that there would be something of his own here, so he could only nod subconsciously to express his acceptance.
Fifteen minutes later, a small podium filled with microphones was once again placed in the police square. Jack hung up the phone and stood behind Frank Regan, with Irene and the drug addict next to him. Special prosecutor Lyle Greene.
Dana Moger confirmed that Jack would attend the NYPD press conference, but fortunately he did not need to speak this time, he just came to stand on the stage.
Director Frank Regan exchanged a few words with everyone. Feeling that time was almost up, he turned around and stood behind the small podium and cleared his throat.
"Good afternoon, thank you all for coming. The New York Police Department hereby announces that it has confirmed the arrest of the so-called drug lord Raymundo Salazar. He has been formally detained by the NYPD this morning and will be charged with murdering David. Terry's charges are awaiting formal prosecution."
After speaking concisely, he looked at the reporters from various media groups in the audience and said, "It's time for questions."
( End of chapter)