America’s Big Hero

"I'm going to talk to my client individually, and I won't answer any questions before that."

"Okay Sol, it's very simple." Sean patted Sol's arm and explained the matter in detail, "Fix them, I'll take a break, I'm very dizzy."

Sean's attitude is very casual. The US justice system is the most complex and perfect. The police have very little power. In the US, which attaches great importance to freedom, the police detaining people is equivalent to restricting freedom. There must be sufficient evidence and report to the local area. Prosecutor's Office.

Of course, that is when the lawyer is present and willing to defend the client.

Just like now.

After half an hour...

When Sol called out Sean's identity information and pointed to the surname 'Rockefeller' to Mike and the two of them, most of the problem was solved.

Don't doubt, there are too few Rockefellers.

In addition, Sean participated in the war against Grenada that Reagan signed a year ago, code-named "Rage", which fully explains why Sean was able to deal with the attack and the police calmly.

So, after Sol agreed to cooperate and record the confession, the two left the police station directly.

"Okay, now you can tell me why you called me in a hurry and asked me to come here." After leaving the police station and getting into the car, Sol asked.

The two were friends ten years ago, when Thor was still 'Slick Jimmy', Sean's mother hadn't died of a drug overdose, and he was still in an aristocratic private high school, before he went into the army.

"Let you come over?" Sean was stunned for a moment, then patted his head and said, "I was almost shot in the head just now, so I forgot about it."

"I received a call before that my father, whom I had never met, died, and I will inherit an inheritance."

"Who is your father?" Sol asked casually.

"Philemon D. Rockefeller."

"Oh, Rockefeller..." Halfway through, Sol's eyes suddenly widened, he turned to look at Sean and shouted, "Rockefeller!"

"Damn it, brake!" As soon as Thor was excited, the accelerator slammed to the end, and the broken Suzuki flew out. Shawn was shocked and his face turned white with a scream.

'Bah! ' There was a harsh screeching sound, and the car stopped in front of the street light. Sol panted heavily and patted his chest, "It's okay, it's okay."

"You're **** sick, you are so excited!" Sean yelled angrily. He had just been shot in the head. He almost got into a car accident.

"Your father, surnamed Rockefeller, can I not be excited!" Thor was covered in cold sweat, but the excitement on his face did not diminish.

"Damn it, my surname is Rockefeller. Could my father have another surname!"

Sol blinked, "Uh... that's right."

Bai was so excited that he thought it was the Rockefeller of the No. 1 consortium in the United States.

Seeing how Thor almost killed himself just now, Sean decided not to tell him the truth.

It is indeed the No. 1 Rockefeller in the United States who is about to inherit part of the Rockefeller family's estate, and that amount may instantly make a person completely financially free.

It's just that he can't get excited at all right now.

Anyone who gets headshots twice in a short period of time will not be excited by a legacy.

There is great terror between life and death!

Putting his arm on the car window, he turned his head to look out the window. Compared with excitement, now Sean is more concerned with the greed and desire in his heart.

Rich!

Powerful!

Whether it was a previous life or this life, he never wanted to experience the experience of being shot in the head again.

Don't give anyone the chance to point a gun at you!

The car was parked in front of the house, and he had lost so much blood just now. Now Sean is very tired. Old acquaintances have nothing to be polite. He took a pizza from the refrigerator and heated it up. He hurriedly finished eating and then rested.

With an early drive to Westchester County, New York, for the funeral tomorrow, Sean didn't want to be sluggish.

Lying on the bed, he couldn't fall asleep. Sean's mood was very complicated for this old man he had never met.

When I was young, I went to an aristocratic private school. Everyone else had a father, but Sean didn't. He hated it and longed for it.

Thinking back now, my mother didn't have a job and secretly took drugs, but my family had money to let him go to a private school. I think it was all the alimony that the father gave him.

Originally, when I grew up, I didn't care so much, but I only occasionally thought that now I was reminded of dusty memories. In the third year of high school, my mother died of a drug overdose. After cutting off the living expenses, he dropped out of school to be with Sol. I was lucky to be on the street, not to go to jail, and not to die on the street.

After that, Sol was taken away by the barrister's brother, so he couldn't get along and joined the army.

Tomorrow, tomorrow...

…

On August 7, 1984, a broken yellow Suzuki was zipping along the road from New York to Westchester County.

"You're **** rich, you know that!"

"Damn it, I really didn't expect that you're actually a member of the Rockefeller family!" In the driver's seat, Thor flushed with excitement and shouted, his palms kept beating the steering wheel, and the horn made a loud noise.

"I always thought you were named Rockefeller just by coincidence!"

"You never **** said that!"

"Saul, UU reading www.uukanshu.com can you **** shut up, **** it, you've been shouting all the way, damn, why don't you talk about it." Sean grabbed the handle above the window and turned his head Grit your teeth and look over.

The wind-blown Sol's hair flew up, his brain was shiny, the veins on his neck burst out, his mouth opened and closed, and his small tongue was clearly visible.

So, it was the most correct choice not to tell Sol the truth yesterday, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sleep all night unless he was so noisy.

"Drive well, shit, I don't want to die on the road before inheriting a large inheritance!" Sean rolled his eyes and said.

"Of course, of course, don't worry, I'm an old driver." Sol calmed down a little, but his face was still full of climax aftertaste, "But aren't you excited?"

"That is the Rockefeller family, the first family in the United States, the head of the top ten financial groups, and synonymous with power and wealth!"

"Excited, of course I'm excited." Said, Sean didn't bother to look at him, his mouth was perfunctory.

"But you don't look excited at all."

"I just found out yesterday, can I still be excited all the time? Are you sick?"

"So, why didn't you tell me the good news yesterday!" Sol got excited again, "Of course normal people are always excited, you freak, that's Rockefeller, America..."

"How do I know!" Sean waved his hand to roughly interrupt Saul's words, holding his head in his hands, "Look at the road well, okay, I beg you, you've said this dozens of times, what the **** , I know how awesome he is, but, so what?"

"So what?" Sol grinned and looked at Sean. Just as he was about to say something, someone on the road ahead waved to stop.