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Chapter 43 Finding the Murderer

"How is Dad?" Seeing that his dad James had woken up, Anthony, who was standing by, hurried over to greet him.

Looking at his eldest son with concern, James squeezed a smile on his pale face and comforted him: "It's okay, it's just a small scene. This is not the first time. Since you are on this road, you must be prepared to face this day at any time."

Then James glanced at the ward, frowned, and asked, "Where are your mothers? Nothing happened to them, right?"

Of course, Anthony knew what his father was worried about, so he quickly comforted him and told James his own consideration: "Because he didn't know what was going on at that time, he didn't dare to let them come over. Now he has basically figured it out, so he has sent someone to pick them up and it should be here in a while."

Hearing that the family was fine, James breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

This situation happened, and even now James was confused. You should know that although he was the former boss of a gang, he had many enemies. However, he dared to risk the world's worst and used thermal weapons to attack them on a large scale in the downtown area of ​​New York in broad daylight. James did not think that his enemies would have such courage.

Therefore, James even wondered if he would encounter a terrorist attack on the United States, and he was just suffering from the fish pond.

"It's not clear what's specific, but there is news that it might be those Eastern Europeans," Anthony replied.

In fact, Anthony himself does not agree with this statement so much. You should know that even if those Eastern Europeans do not abide by the rules, as a gangster, they still have to keep some bottom lines.

In broad daylight, in the downtown area, under the noses of violent law enforcement agencies, they directly used hot weapons on a large scale. Just like Anthony's father thought, if he really did that, it would not be a gang, but a terrorist organization.

Just as James wanted to continue asking something, the door of the ward opened, and Anthony's mother and younger brothers and sisters came to the ward surrounded by a group of elite gangs.

Seeing James lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, he pushed away the elite gang members of the Angry Gang surrounding him, squeezed directly to Anthony, and sat around James's bed together.

Faced with his emotional family, James quickly spoke up to comfort him. While he was in a hurry, he did not forget to wink at Anthony and asked him to do his best.

At this moment, a senior cadre came in quietly and came to Anthony's side. He whispered: "Boss, you have already got the stuff."

Anthony nodded quietly, then ignored James's gaze for help, told his family that he had some small things to deal with, and then left the room.

Dad, please beg for your own blessings.

In a luxurious office requisitioned by Anthony in the hospital, a group of senior cadres from the angry gang sat in it.

Anthony's face was gloomy and kept flipping through the documents he had just obtained. When he saw the end, he finally couldn't help but burst out directly.

After slamming the documents onto the table, Anthony angrily said, "What a joke! This is the evidence of their investigation. Are these officials used to deceive ordinary people and deceive them, so they used these little tricks to us!"

Angry, he lit up the documents on the table, and Anthony laughed angrily: "As for this so-called evidence, someone will need to investigate it! Just find a third-rate screenwriter from Hollywood!"

Looking at the angry Anthony, the senior cadres of the Anthony Gang were all quiet. Of course, they themselves, how far-fetched the evidence written in the official internal investigation report obtained by themselves and others through the inside. Anyone with a little brain can see the loopholes. No wonder Anthony, a family member of the victim, was furious.

The atmosphere in the room was terrible, so senior cadres looked at Gin, hoping that his boss's favorite general could come out and say a few words.

Gin did not disappoint everyone's expectations, picked up the report from the table and flipped it back, then put it back and said, "No wonder, such a big thing happened, the New York government must handle it in the shortest time to quickly appease the hearts of the people in New York City. As for the truth, not all gangsters are really so nervous like bosses, those leaders of their own gangs who attended the meeting. As long as they give them a channel to vent, they will not care about the truth."

Anthony nodded gloomy, saying, "He didn't understand this principle. But after reading the official internal processing documents, he remembered his mother who was unconscious at the time, so he was furious."

After picking up the document again, Anthony pointed to two of the names above and said to Gin: "Don't this say that this incident is very likely to be carried out and planned by the two of them? Take me back and I want to know the truth!"

"I understand," Gin took a look at the name of the person on it, and then went out to do business. This action must be fast. Since the official has locked in the person, it is very likely that they will also take action in the near future. They must first bring the two people back before the official takes action.

Gin is worthy of being gin. Under the surveillance of black and white channels throughout New York, the two people were brought out from Brooklyn before dark.

Looking at the two strong men who were thrown on the ground like little chickens by gin, Anthony ordered expressionlessly: "Pry open their mouths, I want to know the truth!"

"I understand," Gin took the two of them out with a grim smile.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Gin finally brought the result: "The boss asked, it was indeed what they did."

"What?" Anthony Pon raised his brow and murmured to himself: "It's them? Am I wrong?"

"But..." At this moment, Gin said, and it seemed that there was still something else in his tone.

"What's wrong?" Anthony said.

"When I interrogated them, I felt that some parts of their memory seemed to be very confused, as if they had been controlled or hypnotized," Gin said with some confusion.

"So…" Anthony sat down and lit a cigar again, pondered for a moment, then picked up the phone and dialed the number and ordered: "Jeff, come here for me, right away!"

Jeff, one of the three mutants of the Yuanqi Gang, was also a person whose ancestors followed the Anthony family to conquer the world. His abilities were very special. According to his introduction, his abilities should be called danger sensing. Simply put, he could sense danger and abnormalities. If a person is really under control, it is most appropriate to find him to identify them.

After a while, Jeff arrived. Under Anthony's instructions, he went to identify the two prisoners with Gin, and soon the answer came. Jeff's judgment was the same as Gin, and both of them were controlled.

"Interesting!" After Anthony got the answer, a trace of sharpness flashed in his eyes. Combined with all the news, he had a guess in his mind.

After sitting down and thinking for a while, Anthony picked up the phone again. He needed to find someone to ask about the situation. He felt that he should be able to find the answer he wanted in this person.
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