East Los Angeles, Covina.
A brand new bulletproof Mercedes-Benz sedan drove along Center Street and parked under the steps of City Hall.
Hawke lowered the window and waved from the steps.
Brian just happened to come out of the door, took a few quick steps, and got into the back seat.
When the car door closed, Hawke said to Raul who was driving: "Go to the Los Angeles branch."
The car walked back and waited until it entered the main road. Brian talked about the latest situation: "Jennifer found some clues and sent someone to the Burbank Hotel early this morning to routinely summon Douglas Coster to the branch office for questioning. Words.”
Hawke asked: "Did any direct evidence be collected from the clues I provided?"
"There is no evidence, only confessions are not enough." Brian has no hope: "Now the media is reporting on this case, which has great influence. The Los Angeles Federal Prosecutor's Office has been watching. Chief Prosecutor Garrison has a blue background. , don’t expect the FBI to play a big role.”
Hawke really had no hope and decided to take matters into his own hands from the beginning.
Tim fed the shark and Coulson was stabbed dozens of times.
Hawke didn't talk nonsense and whispered: "The two direct executors found went to see God."
Brian was startled at first, then returned to normal.
Thinking that since the incident, Erica has been separated from Hawke. The two biggest disasters in Los Angeles are together, and it is too common for a few people to die.
As one of the parties involved, Brian just gave a thumbs up: "Well done."
Hawke continued: "The mastermind is Douglas Coster, who is also our next target."
Brian said, "He was staying at the Burbank Hotel."
"I know, there are people watching over there all the time." Hawke briefly explained the situation there: "Douglas has four personal bodyguards. On the day of the incident, an 11-person security team was also dispatched. Now In a legal society, I can't just use a car bomb to blow up the Burbank Hotel."
Although the other party had done this before, Brian knew that he couldn't do it now.
If you do this, you will definitely become the target of attacks across the United States.
Brian said: "In all these years, in Citrus Plaza, this is the closest I have been to death."
Hawke has experienced many similar dangerous situations, but his desire for revenge has not weakened at all. He said: "Maybe we can't do anything these days, but we know who the enemy is and where he is hiding."
Brian had the same blood as Erica's flowing in his veins. Without any hesitation or consideration, he said coldly: "Douglas, these bastards must die!"
Hawke wanted this effect, saying: "Use the power you can to collect all information about BlackRock and Douglas, not limited to him personally, including his work, life, friends and family, etc."< br>
Brian was suddenly startled: "What do you want to do?"
Hawke comforted: "Don't worry, I'm not the kind of crazy person."
It was better not to say this, but as soon as he said it, Brian kept looking at Hawke up and down, always feeling that he was planning something.
As the car entered downtown Los Angeles and gradually approached the FBI branch office, Hawke remembered another crucial thing and specifically warned: "Don't talk nonsense in the future."
At this time, Brian's mouth is still as tough as a crow: "The disaster is really not me, but you."
"Forget it, forget it." Hawke was too lazy to care: "It's just you, me and Erica, okay?"
Brian blinked and suddenly felt that there was some truth to what he said: "The three major disasters in Los Angeles?"
The Mercedes-Benz arrived at the FBI's Los Angeles branch, and many media reporters gathered at the main entrance.
In the past two days, the hottest news in Los Angeles and even the entire California was the car bombing and shooting incident in Covina.
Hawke has been busy tracking down the real culprit behind the scenes and has never made any response to the outside world.
On the contrary, as the mayor of half Covina, Brian briefly accepted an interview with Fox TV.
Hawke made a call, Mercedes-Benz went around to the side door of the branch and drove directly in.
When we got out of the car, Jennifer Huey had already come out of the building.
She stepped forward to shake hands with Hawke and said: "I invite you to come here this time. There are some things that need to be confirmed again. It will be done soon."
Hawke nodded: "I hope you can catch the real culprit soon."
Jennifer glanced at Hawke and said: "I hope so too, but the situation is not optimistic. Now the federal prosecutor's office has been staring at us, and it is almost impossible to observe our every word and every action under a microscope. Damn politics ”
"You have a way to deal with this." Brian praised the person first.
The three of them walked into the building. Seeing no one around, Jennifer whispered: "Now the Los Angeles branch is not the time when I just came here. In the last beach club incident, we fought a good battle by relying on surprise, but Then came the trouble.”
Hawke guessed: "Donkey also sent manpower over."
Jennifer spread her hands: "How can the FBI branch in a big city like Los Angeles be the only one? As soon as we grabbed a little advantage, people fighting for power and profit rushed over."
Brian looked around and said, "Even if the real murderer is found, someone will tip him off?"
"Has this kind of thing happened less often in the FBI since Hoover's death?" Jennifer has almost gotten used to it: "It's really difficult to get things done, and there are partisanships everywhere."
Hawke still said the same thing: "Because those who are not on our side are automatically on the enemy's side."
Arriving at a reception room, in addition to Jennifer, there was also a civilian employee who joined the inquiry about the Covina bombing.
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Burbank, after an FBI special agent in charge presented the formalities, Douglas Coster, accompanied by lawyers and assistants, left the penthouse suite of the Burbank Hotel. Three people and a driver got into an Escalade from the underground parking lot.
An FBI car drove in front, followed by a car behind it, with the Escalade sandwiched between them, heading for the Los Angeles branch.
This is a legitimate routine subpoena and the FBI cannot take enforcement action.
On the Escalade, the lawyer explained a series of precautions and reminded: "You don't have to answer any questions that you can't determine."
"I know." Douglas' face looked a little serious, because the lawyer was one of his own, and he said directly to the assistant: "Contact Tim again."
The assistant took out his mobile phone and dialed Tim's mobile phone number and emergency contact number, but could not get through.
Douglas no longer had any luck and said: "Let people go and have a look at the house on 20th Street in Santa Monica."
The assistant called again.
Not long after, a call came back.
After the assistant hung up, he said: "There was no one in the house Tim rented. They looked at the refrigerator, food and dust. No one had been there for at least two days, but the house was neat and tidy, with no signs of fighting or struggle."
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Douglas raised his hand to stop him from continuing: "No need to think about anything else, Tim has disappeared."
The assistant also thought this was the most appropriate explanation: "Did Tim be arrested by the FBI?"
Douglas shook his head: "Impossible. If he is caught, I will definitely get the news."
The FBI's newly transferred second deputy director is one of their people and one of the top executives of the Los Angeles branch. If there is an arrest, it will be impossible to hide it from him.
Douglas thought of a possibility: "Tim was found out by Hawke Osmond and fell into the hands of Hawke Osmond."
The lawyer said: "He found it, why don't he contact the FBI?"
Douglas said: "We know there is a problem with Jennifer Huey, don't they know there is a problem with the new second deputy director?"
He tapped the armrest of the seat lightly: "This acquisition plan is getting more and more interesting."
The assistant asked: "Boss, do you want to let the people in Wyoming leave temporarily?"
"No, let him stay in the hotel safely." Douglas still didn't give up the plan completely: "If we missed it this time, we will not have another chance to acquire Twitter."
He has a strong sense of responsibility: “Twitter is related to BlackRock’s entire future plan.”
When the motorcade arrived at the Los Angeles branch, they did not go to the front door where media reporters gathered, but went directly to the side door.
Douglas got out of the car and followed the two agents into the office building.
The assistant on the left carries his bag for him.
The lawyer wearing glasses on the right is thinking about the problem.
Not far after the group of people walked along the corridor, at the opposite corner, three people turned around.
Two men and one woman.
The woman is wearing an FBI uniform, the man is a handsome and handsome man, and the other is a strong man with a thin face and looks ordinary.
Douglas had seen the profile of this guy, Hawk Osmond, the founder of Twitter.
Hawke had also seen Douglas' information, and his eyes naturally fell on him.
He is about forty years old, wearing a suit and leather shoes, and has the temperament of a business elite.
Douglas was observing with his eyes, but his feet were not stopping, and he soon discovered something unexpected.
The three people coming from the opposite side seemed to have Hawk Osment as the core.
Brian of the Ferguson family looks very imposing at first glance, but upon actual observation, he looks more like a subordinate of Hawke Osment.
This doesn't sound like a poor kid from Wyoming.
Hawke had no interest in talking to Douglas, glanced at him, and walked forward directly.
Douglas paused and said proactively: "Mr. Hawke Osmond."
Hearing this, Hawke stopped and nodded slightly: "Mr. Douglas Coster."
Douglas is still trying: "Is Twitter interested in accepting investment from BlackRock? Based on what Emma Bateson has negotiated with you, the price will double."
What Hawke was thinking about was the exploding car and Edward lying in the hospital observing.
He smiled: "As long as you are happy."
Brian already recognized who the middle-aged man opposite was and said, "There have been a lot of car accidents in Los Angeles recently."
Jennifer pulled him: "Let's go."
Hawke had already moved forward.
Brian followed immediately, waited until he was out of the door, and said: "You said I am Brian Crowmouth, I want to try it!"
Hawke patted him on the shoulder: "Man, you finally realized that the curse must be used on the enemy." (End of Chapter)