Chapter 156

To be honest, Andy still has a lot of worries about his newspaper's exposing the scandal. After all, Tom is such a veteran who has been in politics for decades. It's abnormal if he doesn't have any means. The most important thing is that the interests of money laundering groups are too great. New York Observer directly overturned the table, cut off many people's financial path and made many people unhappy.

Andy is not really stupid to think that the press freedom promoted by the US empire is bullshit. Gary is not cold. In 1996, the "Dark Alliance" made him offend the CIA. At that time, the mainstream media of the US empire tried to smear him, which eventually led to the forced end of the journalist's career. Just two years ago, in 2004, he killed himself at home.

And Moses, who reported on the US Jun scandal last year, was put in prison for a long time, and faced the ban of the whole industry after coming out.

Therefore, the media freedom of Meidi is all bullshit. The media are mostly privately owned and manipulated by consortia and enterprises. The ultimate goal of these giant media enterprises is to maximize the interests. The capital's interest tendency doomed its news media to be unable to get rid of the shackles and constraints of the capital group's interests in any case. Is it like Murdoch's purchase of the times, which requires editorials to listen to their bosses and have different opinions? Fired the editor in chief directly.

There is also the exchange of interests with Washington, the influence of Zheng's pressure on the media and its behind the scenes bosses, who control journalists and news reports through the media bosses. These practices are sometimes open, sometimes very hidden.

Andy knows that, of course. After all, his purpose of reporting the scandal is not only for the benefit of the family.

So he paid close attention to the reaction in Washington, and locked in the live broadcast of the TV station in Washington all afternoon.

Sure enough, Tom chose to refute the rumor, looking at the old man with white hair, and growling loudly with a red face. It's slander. Andy's brow was frowned when he was trapped. He knew that trouble was coming.

In the evening, Austin came home a little embarrassed. He was tired. As soon as he entered the door, he said to Andy with a gloomy face: "Tom chose to fight, and the negotiation with your grandfather collapsed. Now the elephants have lost trust in Tom, but he is very uninteresting. He can take risks. You should prepare early."

Andy is not nervous after listening. After all, a tiger without claws and teeth who has lost the whole strength of the elephant can make a final counterattack, but it is just a dying struggle.

Andy said with a sneer: "it's nothing more than using some of his cards, the media to wash white, and using his strength to threaten the press. It seems that he's going to compete with the FBI."

On the morning of October 2, the weather didn't matter any more. A group of black suits of more than a dozen people came down from several Chevrolet business vehicles and quickly passed through the front door of the crowded building of some reporters, which made them feel nervous that the black cloud was crushing the city.

But what surprised the black suits was that their arrival did not cause the panic of the New York Observer staff. Instead, many cameras were aimed at them to press the shutter continuously.

"Gentlemen, we have been waiting for you for a long time. Our chief editor has been waiting for you in the conference room." A middle-aged fat man in Mediterranean said to the two leading men in black sunglasses with a funny face.

The two agents looked at each other and followed the fat man to the meeting room. The rest of the men in suits quickly scattered around the newspaper hall and looked at the staff of the surrounding newspaper office silently.

When the door of the meeting room was opened, the two Sunglasses agents were a little shocked by the array inside.

Peter Kaplan is sitting in the middle of the room. Behind him are two tall and fierce men with cold faces standing against the wall. On the right side are a row of Jing Ying people with hair seemingly waxed and a straight suit. They are looking at them with a smile.

"Please take a seat." With a warm smile on his face, pitkaplan stood up from his position, reached for the row of seats on his left side, as if he didn't care who he was, as warm as a friend.

Standing on the left, the agent with flat head took off his sunglasses, took out his ID card from his pocket, said coldly: "we are the FBI, and we are here for the matter of Speaker Tom and money laundering group reported by your newspaper. I hope Mr. Kaplan can cooperate with our investigation, and tell us the relevant evidence and the informant who provided the clue..."

Pitkaplan shrugged his shoulders and smiled back at the five well-dressed Jing Ying people behind him.

One of the middle-aged people with gold rimmed glasses showed a sneer on the corner of his mouth, walked out of the group, squinted at the agent who opened his mouth and said, "I am the chief representative lawyer of the New York Observer. My client has the right to refuse your request!"

"You..." The constipation expression on the face of the leading agent knows that people don't kill him at all. Sometimes the FBI has a great deterrent for some people, but it's bullshit for those who have a strong background and don't commit any crime. No, it's a money society and a legal country. People with money play the rules. It's OK for everyone to play under this framework. If one of them If one side wants to play any moth, everyone will have no difference in money, who is afraid of whom.This time they went out to find the trouble of the Observer newspaper and put pressure on the newspaper. We all know who used their strength. They just gave orders from the top, and they just carried out them. But I didn't expect that other newspapers had been waiting for them to come to the door for a long time. They punched cotton and suffered internal injuries.

"As far as money laundering groups are concerned, we need to grasp solid evidence to arrest criminal suspects. We need to remind you that these evidence clues are very important now. We need to block the information. Once the information is leaked, let the suspects know in advance and escape from abroad, we will sue you for obstructing official business!" Another leading agent said with a cold face.

The glasses lawyer just wanted to refute, but Peter Kaplan smiled and waved to stop: "it's not a way for us to stand like this, so we'd better sit down and say it first."

He reached out his hand and made a gesture of asking for help. Then he and the lawyers of the law firm sat back in their seats again, smiling at the two agents who were looking at each other.

The two leading detectives knew that they could not forcibly take people away, so they went to the other side in silence and sat down.

"According to the freedom of the press act, our newspaper has the right to protect the informants who give me clues. Of course, without endangering the national security, this matter will not involve the national security level now. All, I'm sorry, your request is rejected by our newspaper!"

The faces of the two agents suddenly turned black. Before they came, they were told by their superiors to take the evidence to their hands and control the informant. To see what pitkaplan meant, there was no need to talk about it. They suddenly stood up and began to speak first. The agent reached out his hand to take a document out of his suit pocket, unfolded it and showed it to Pete. He said in a cold voice: "here It's a subpoena. Now we need Mr. Kaplan and I to go to our headquarters to cooperate in the investigation of the money laundering group case. At the same time, we need to seal all the documents and evidences related to this case

Pete kaplanwei squinted at the summons document in the other party's hand and looked back at the chief lawyer with a frown. The other party was trying to make a statement and refused to cooperate with the investigation. After all, this is the right of citizens of the United States.

Just then, a triangle phone on the table in the conference room made a sound, "Pete, you can go with them or give them a copy of the evidence. Your safety will be guaranteed by Kenny and dobby! Tell the deputy editor Henry, add a special issue, publish all the documents and evidence about the scandal, let the staff of the newspaper get off work, see the paper tomorrow morning, and tell them that the overtime fee is $1000 per person, and the rest of Albert's business is up to you. Follow the legal procedures, that's it! "

As soon as the voice dropped, he heard the sound of hanging up from the phone. The meeting room was eerily quiet for several tens of seconds. Peter Kaplan first stood up and said, "you heard it, too. I can go to your headquarters with you to cooperate in the investigation, but the news will meet the newspaper tomorrow morning!"

"No, you can't do this..." One of the agents shouted angrily, but before he had finished, he was interrupted with a sneer from a lawyer named Albert. "We can! We have the right to do it! "

"At the same time, my client just cooperates with your investigation and has the right to remain silent. The evidence has been agreed to give you a copy. You still have enough time to identify and arrest the criminal suspect. All our newspapers have fulfilled their obligations. We refuse to cooperate with all other unreasonable requirements!" Albert sneered at his partner's ever-changing expression and said stiffly.

Two FBI agents looked at each other speechless, and they also guessed who was the owner of the voice in the phone just now, Andy Smith, the behind the scenes boss of the newspaper, the youngest billionaire, and the grandson of old Smith, the head of the congressional appropriations committee.

Thinking of that gray haired, smiling old Smith, they couldn't help shivering. NIMA, if you offend this one, the FBI will really have to eat bran and swallow food later.

They had known about the newspaper and Andy Smith before they came here. They thought they were all the fans of elephants. They would never do anything about it. Maybe they really talked about it. Now it seems that the water in NIMA is a little deep. Andy Smith didn't pay attention to them at all. He just raised the table and angry with them. This is to pull Tom off the horse and bury him alive That's the rhythm.