The Richest Man in the DC World

　　 FBI Metropolitan Office.

　　 In a small room, the sun shines through the windows, leaving a few spots on the black floor. Light and darkness permeate each other, casting a grayish tone for the whole room.

　　 The sound of footsteps came from outside.

　　 The door of the house opened, and a middle-aged man with a beard and a height of 1.9 meters walked in. The man was dressed in an exquisite suit with a gold-patterned fountain pen in his chest pocket, but there was a fierce face under his decent clothes.

　　He is Ilya Phil, a retired noncommissioned officer, a senior FBI agent, responsible for interrogation work.

　　 After entering the room, Ilya habitually turned off the camera and came to the prisoner. Her mouth split open and her mouth was full of yellow teeth. His fierce eyes swept around all parts of the prisoner.

　　 "See you again, little Charlie, miss me?"

　　 Charlie raised his head, revealing his black face, spitting over with a mouthful of blood, laughing loudly.

　　 "You know, Fat Pig, I just had a dream, and I was **** your wife in the dream. I have to say, your wife is so cool to do it."

boom!

　　 There was a sharp pain in the abdomen, Charlie barked his teeth and said,

　　 "Dead fat pig, you have this skill. No wonder your wife and the tramp mess around, you are an incompetent waste."

boom!

　　 got another punch in the stomach, and the pain made him only gasp.

　　At this time, a young female agent walked in and frowned slightly after seeing the scene in the room.

　　 "Phil, we are the FBI."

　　 Ilya sorted out her clothes and said casually,

　　 "Of course I know that the FBI can't abuse prisoners, so I turned off the camera."

　　 The female agent shook her head helplessly. She didn't agree with what he did, and she wouldn't say anything. Before she came here, her boss had solemnly instructed: Just take care of her job, nothing else.

　　 She didn't want to be like this, but she didn't have a choice. This is her first case since she joined the FBI, and it must be done well.

　　 The camera in the room turned on again, and the female agent sat on the chair and began the interrogation.

　　 "Mr. Will, is there anything else you want to explain about your drug smuggling?"

　　Charlie said indifferently, "I want to see a lawyer."

　　 The female agent closed the file and said with a serious face.

　　 "You have seen a lawyer, and what the result is, you know very well, IMHO, it is impossible for you to use a lawyer to excuse the crime with the evidence, after all, that is 35 pounds of heroin."

　　 "Your only chance is to cooperate with us, tell the source of the drug, and we will reduce your penalty based on the value of intelligence."

　　 When the female agent spoke, she looked straight ahead and didn't dodge at all, as if she was really thinking about the prisoner.

　　 Charlie laughed sarcastically, looked at her up and down, and was about to mock this little rookie who knew nothing. Suddenly, a familiar feeling emerged from the bottom of his heart.

　　 "I seem to have seen you somewhere, what is your name."

　　 The female agent wearing a black dress was silent for a few seconds, and said, "Clarice Starling, from Seaside City. When I was in high school, I was in Brick Middle School."

"Oh it's you."

　　Charlie suddenly realized, "I said I looked familiar. It turned out to be a debater at Brick Middle School."

　　Charlie leaned out, his aura began to increase,

　　 "Since you live in the northern part of the seaside city, you should have heard of [Young Master Xiao's Rules]."

The five words seem to possess terrible magical powers, the female agent frowns her eyebrows, her light blue eyes gleaming with a solemn color that cannot be concealed. People living in the northern part of the seaside city know Master Xiao, although many people don’t know Master Xiao’s What is his real name, but the rules set to him are memorized, because the unruly people have disappeared.

　　 Ilya slapped the table and rebuked loudly,

　　 "This is a metropolis, not a seaside city. Your so-called rules are useless here, and your young master, who has been missing for more than a month, is still a dead body even if he is found."

　　 "Do you still expect the dead body to save you?"

　　 stood up and walked to Charlie, put his right hand on his shoulder, exerted force on his fingertips, and plunged deeply into the bone.

　　 "Tell me, where is Melissa?"

　　The deep voice echoed in the ears, and there was a sharp tingling that followed. The **** fat pig actually used a vulgar trick, and Charlie gritted his teeth, sweating on his forehead, and his cheeks twitching.

　　 Clarice can't stand it anymore, she can't stand other people lynching in front of her.

　　 "Mr. Phil, we are interrogating."

　　 Ilya gave the female agent a cold look, released her finger, and returned to her seat.

　　 Clarice took a deep breath and continued,

　　 "Charlie Weir, I hope you cooperate with the FBI's investigation as much as possible. Even if you are wronged, you must find the person who wronged you."

　　 "As the acting president of ShowMe, once your drug smuggling news leaks out, you know better than us what will happen."

　　 Charlie was too lazy to care about her, his shoulders hurt uncomfortably, but his arms couldn't reach, so he could only keep moving. The more he moved, the deeper the pain, as if a steel needle had penetrated into the bone.

Wait, then! Fat pig, one day I will cook you into lard.

　　 "Mr. Will..."

　　 Charlie waved his hand irritably, "Little rookie, don't speak if you don't know anything."

　　The words fell, and his eyes passed the young agent, staying on Ilya,

"Didn’t you always want to know the whereabouts of Luke and the alien woman? Well~www.ltnovel.com~ I tell you, Luke told me before he left, he will come back a month later. It has been 32 since he left. God, that is to say, he has arrived home."

　　 "Dead fat pig, you are finished, your family is finished, wait for death!"

　　 Charlie laughed loudly, and the cheerful laughter echoed back and forth in the room.

boom!

　　 Ilya kicked the chair like an enraged beast.

At this moment, the door of the house was kicked open, and two FBI agents rushed in and dragged Ilya aside, without knowing what was said. The latter's face became extremely ugly, and there was a hint of fear. the taste of.

　　 He glanced at Charlie extremely unwillingly, and left with the two agents, as if running away fast.

　　 Not long after, Clarice received the order to release Charlie!

　　 She didn't understand why the boss gave this order, but the instinct of the investigator told her that things might become very troublesome.

　　 Soon, the chains on Charlie's body were untied.

　　 Before leaving, Charlie turned around and said,

　　 "For the sake of living in the same block, I would like to remind you, forget what happened today, and never say it. Master is not a generous person."

　　 Clarice thoughtfully, was silent for a moment, and followed the agent to the office of interim supervisor Mike Gray.

Looking inward against the window, the boy sitting on the sofa is first reflected. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, his slightly immature face reveals an indifference that does not match his age, and his eyes are slightly narrowed, unintentionally revealing The cold mang made people can't help but excite.

　　 Luke Shaw!

　　 The grandson of Xiao Changlin, the former master of the Hongmen Church, Young Master Xiao, who is unknown to everyone in Chinatown in Chinatown, he really came back.