"Connor, don't be impulsive."
York pressed Connor's hand down and then pulled him out of the interrogation room.
York tore off some tissues and used them to wipe and stuff the nosebleed, finally managing to stop it temporarily.
He advised, "Connor, this man has an annual income of tens of millions and is a major taxpayer. We can't treat him like we treat other Asians and just take action against him."
Moreover, he also knows many Hollywood stars.
If this matter escalates, it will have a very negative impact on us.
At best, you and I will be fired.
If it's serious, he might even have to go to the hospital.
Don't forget, we don't have any substantial evidence on hand right now.
Connor took a deep breath and immediately felt a sharp pain in his chest.
He had intended to calm his anger with deep breaths, but instead he became even angrier: "Then what do you suggest we do?"
He said it in an annoyed tone.
York: "Didn't we leave people here to search his house? Maybe we'll find something."
Connor: "What if we can't find it?"
York chuckled sinisterly, "Isn't that simple? Just add a little something to it."
Anyway, they've already arrived here, so what happens next is entirely up to us.
In short, even if he wasn't the one who rescued John Kramer, he would still be charged with other crimes.
We're determined to take credit for this.
Connor's expression improved considerably after that.
He asked, "Is your nose alright?"
York shook his head: "It's nothing."
Connor: "Ask the people searching over there if they found anything."
If not, arrange this matter as soon as possible.
This yellow-skinned guy doesn't look so easy to deal with. Let's not let him cause us any trouble.
“Yes, he’s also an exorcist. I’ve heard that exorcists have many special skills,” York chimed in.
Connor sneered, "I'm not worried about that. What kind of exorcist is he? I can blow his head off with one shot."
I'm worried about the connections he has.
Hurry up, don't waste time.
"I'll make the call right now." York took out his phone and walked to the side.
…………
Hearing all the sounds from outside, Cao Kun's face darkened completely.
Actually, he wasn't too surprised by this.
These kinds of things are standard operating procedure for the police in country M.
Given the status of Chinese people in the US, it is perfectly normal for them to be targeted, suppressed, and framed.
Let alone this being 1998, even more than 20 years later, a Chinese-American billionaire and a cryptocurrency tycoon could still be arrested by the US government on a mere fabricated charge.
They were fined billions of dollars before they barely managed to get out of there.
There are so many examples like this that it would take three days and three nights to count them all.
So, as soon as he saw the police arrive, Cao Kun immediately called Mia.
Cao Kun's face was grim, and the murderous intent in his eyes grew stronger.
But after a while, the murderous intent on his body completely disappeared, as if nothing had happened.
A dozen minutes later, the interrogation room door was opened again.
This time, it wasn't just two police officers, Connor and York, who appeared at the door; there were more than ten people.
Some of them wore real brass knuckles; some carried rubber batons; and most were empty-handed.
However, the way they looked at Cao Kun was filled with arrogance and disdain for a subordinate.
Cao Kun's eyes flickered slightly as he considered whether to kill these people now or wait until they were outside before secretly killing them.
Killing him now would be a bit difficult.
Even if someone kills in self-defense, they will be judged as having acted excessively in self-defense.
But if you kill them secretly after they're out, then there won't be so many problems.
While I was thinking, someone suddenly knocked on the door: "Sheriff, his lawyer has arrived."
Connor's face darkened: "Stop them and buy some time."
“No, Sheriff, Nicole Kidman is here too.”
"Huh? What's she doing here?" Connor had barely finished speaking when the sound of several high heels clicking away came from behind him.
Then, two women, one tall and one short, walked over.
It's not so much that one is tall and the other is short, but one of the women is really too tall, and with high heels, she's easily over 1.85 meters tall.
This made the woman next to her, who was only about 1.7 meters tall, appear shorter by a head.
"What are you doing, stalling for time?" The woman, who was nearly 40 years old and about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a business uniform and carrying a briefcase, questioned them with a frosty expression.
The tall woman next to her also had a cold expression and wore sunglasses, but that couldn't hide her beauty at all.
Nicole Kidman.
You can only truly feel the aura of a superstar when you get up close.
It's completely different from what I saw on TV.
Connor and the others immediately put away what they were holding or hid behind their backs.
Mia glanced at everyone's hands and said coldly, "What are you going to do to Mr. Cao?"
Connor didn't seem too concerned and said calmly, "We didn't do anything. Who are you?"
“I am Mr. Cao’s lawyer, and this is my law license.” Mia showed her credentials: “You had better not have done anything, otherwise, I will send you all to jail.”
One of the police officers' expressions changed slightly.
That's why they don't want to mess with rich people.
In country M, everything is governed by law, but these laws are used to constrain the poor, not to help them.
Country M often talks about legal weapons, but legal weapons are not for the poor, but for the rich.
Rich people can afford lawyers and litigate. If someone offends a rich person, they can use legal means to deal with them.
Poor people can't afford lawyers, let alone afford the time and effort involved in lawsuits.
Even if you commit a crime, you only get free legal aid. These lawyers are basically just going through the motions; nobody cares whether you live or die.
In movies and TV shows, lawyers go to great lengths to help you. Just watch for fun; anyone who takes it seriously in real life is a fool.
Of course, if the authorities in the US decide to take action against you, even if you can afford to sue, it won't help.
For example, the richest Chinese-American.
There are only two ways to avoid this.
First, leave country M.
Second, make them afraid of you.
Connor wasn't intimidated: "We didn't do anything. You can sue us anytime. Let's go."
"etc."
Mia called out to Connor: "I need to arrange bail for my client."
"Are you sure?" Connor asked. "Cao Kun is a suspect in the Tanna prison massacre. Do you know how high that bail is?"
"The Tana prison massacre?" Mia's expression changed drastically.
Nicole Kidman, who had been silent until now, suddenly became very serious.
In such a major case, the bail amount would be extremely high.
In some cases, there are even provisions prohibiting bail.
But since Connor and the others haven't said anything, it's obviously not that serious.
Of course, this is mainly because they did not have any effective evidence.
"Still on bail?" Connor asked smugly, seeing the two women were frightened.
"Mia, bail me out. Don't worry about the money," Cao Kun's voice came from inside.
Mia immediately felt confident: "Did you hear that? Let's begin."
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