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George wanted to complain about Colin and Victoria Hand, but after thinking about it, he chose to change the topic and looked at Victoria Hand: "I want..."

Ms. Victoria Hand looked at George directly and said as George just spoke: "I have asked someone to hurry up and sort out the file of the case. Tomorrow morning, operative Barbara Moores will take him to the New York Police Department. If there is anything that needs help from the Homeland Security Department, just talk."

Colin said from the side: "The same is true for the FBI. The director said that if necessary, the Criminal Psychology Team of Quantico can come and support it."

George was silent and looked at Locke with an inexplicable look.

When will this wild boar be so deterrent?

It's just a wiretap, good guy, the FBI and the Homeland Security Bureau are rushing to come up to help the wild boar solve the case?

George thought that even if he found a wiretap at home, he might be fine if he wanted to ask the FBI and the Homeland Security Bureau for help, but it would never be free.

But this wild boar?

Could it be that I am dreaming?

George thought in his heart.

In fact, it was not just George who felt dreaming. In a hotel at the end of Fifth Avenue, a man and a woman were also looking at each other as they heard the speeches from the New York Police Department, the FBI and the Homeland Security Department, and the three directors of the New York Police Department, the FBI and the Homeland Security Bureau.

Yegorova frowned and looked at the man with glasses next to her, nominally her uncle: "Are we stabbing the hornet's nest?"

"No."

The man wearing glasses and wearing a suit and tie took off his glasses, wiped them, blew them, and squinted his eyes and said, "This means we have found the right person. Lorraine Broughton, indeed, is not dead!"
Chapter completed!