Chapter 815： Just more equal

 Chapter 815 Just More Equality

The Jewish camp was also shocked by the death of Murali Roberts. After these people reacted, they immediately decided...

 The investigation is not urgent, internal matters should be dealt with first.

Although Mullally Roberts has passed away, his position within the camp still exists. The position cannot be left empty for a long time, and the overt and covert struggles begin.

Regarding the investigation, they have the same idea as those from the opposite camp. The other side takes the documents in the safe and cannot keep them forever. The documents in the safe will definitely be taken out and traded later.

As long as the other party chooses to make a deal, with the Jewish camp’s pervasive ability, it can definitely be discovered immediately, and then decide whether to intervene and intercept based on the situation.

Even if the other party does not belong to a certain camp, but is just an ordinary civilian and intends to disclose it to the media, the Jewish camp will not panic. More than 70% of the mouthpieces in the entire federation are in their hands, and they are sure to intercept the opponent one step ahead.

 Compared with these, how to distribute and inherit the position and political legacy left by Mulally Roberts is more important to them.

 Jews are indeed very equal, but some are more equal.

For example, that country is full of Jews, and ordinary people must perform military service and go to the battlefield to be Teletubbies. However, the Haredi people are not born to perform military service. They only need to study scriptures, eat, drink, have fun, and create the next generation.

 Because their fathers have worked hard. If they work harder, their fathers’ efforts will not be in vain.

Each camp has its own agenda. No one took over the burning case of the Roberts Villa in a short period of time, and it was finally left to the Washington, D.C., police department, which used to be a transparent person.

 As the police department at the center of federal politics, its business capabilities may be average, but its ability to stand in line is absolutely top-notch.

Seeing that none of the major departments took over the case, the SAR police department waved their hands and made a decisive promise to the media that they would never give up. They would investigate the truth and safeguard the freedom, democracy and noble laws of the federation!

However, before this, the police department's case handling funds have been shrinking, forcing police resources to decline year by year. The investigation of this case may take a long time. I hope everyone can understand that it would be better if some financial help can be provided...

 “These police officers are enough.”

 The next day, in the living room of a certain villa in Washington, D.C., watching the Chief of the DC Police talking on TV, Mona curled up on the sofa with a doll in her arms, her head covered with black lines, and said wordlessly:

“The low crime detection rate is due to a lack of funds, which leads to a lack of equipment; the patrol police’s violent treatment of others is due to a lack of funds, which leads to the inability to pay wages and bad tempers... The lack of funds is really an all-purpose reason.”

"Yeah yeah."

Beside them, Lacey, Chenelle and Michelle were also crowded on the sofa, eating snacks and watching TV while holding their dolls.

After Mona finished speaking, Lacey put down the snack bag and licked her fingers, then complained with an annoyed look on her face:

“I have gone shopping with people several times, and I have seen the SAR police use their hands on some female tourists who came to the SAR on suspicion that they were carrying illegal items.

One time a guy tried to stop me. If I hadn't pulled out my FBI gold badge, that guy would have dared to attack me that day. "

“The quality of the police in some special districts is indeed not high.”

 Michelle raised her glasses on the bridge of her nose and analyzed seriously:

“However, it is true that the funding of the SAR police has been declining year by year. Compared with the last century, their funding has been reduced by nearly one-fifth in recent years.

And this trend shows no signs of stopping, and is even getting worse. I feel that in a few years, the police will drastically reduce their manpower and even reduce their wages. "

  Lacey and Mona looked slightly moved. Chenelle put down her snacks and frowned and asked:

 “What about our FBI? Will we also reduce funding?”

 Among the four women on the sofa, Michelle reads books and watches the news, and knows the most about things. Mona and the others believe in Michelle's analysis.

"possible."

Michelle nodded, then changed the topic and said with a smile: "But we don't have to worry. With Team Leader Luo An here, it doesn't matter if the salary of our special investigation team is less."

"really!"

The worry on Chenelle's face disappeared instantly and she began to laugh. Lacey also smiled, put her arm around Mona's shoulders, and asked:

"Where's Luo An, why didn't you see him today? You had a conflict with him and kicked him out of the villa?"

 “Take your hand away, there’s still snack residue on it!”

Mona rolled her eyes at Lacey, shook her body to squeeze Lacey away, and replied casually:

“Luo An went to Wall Street in New York, where he had some investments. He happened to have nothing to do these days, so he went there to check out the situation.”

 “Roan has investments on Wall Street?”

Lacie's eyes lit up, she quickly found a tissue and wiped her hands clean, hugged Mona's arm tightly, and said excitedly:

“What stocks did he invest in? Did you invest with him? Can you show me one?”

　　Before following Luo An and Mona to the Los Angeles Special Investigation Unit, Lacey had sought investment experience from Luo An, bought some stocks, and made a lot of money.

Since then, Lacey believed in Luo An's vision. Luo An bought stocks of some Internet companies such as Apple and Amazon. Although Lacey believed more in industry and didn't understand the Internet very well, she still gritted her teeth and followed up, buying two-thirds of her own shares. All the funds were invested.

It didn't take long for Lacey to see that the stocks she bought continued to rise, and she made a lot of money in just two years. From then on, Lacey believed in Luo An even more. It is no exaggeration to say that as long as Luo An dared to recommend, Lacey would Dare to buy!

Chenelle and Michelle, who were next to them, both turned their heads when they heard their conversation, and looked at Mona with interest.

 After they joined Luo An’s team, they also bought some stocks with Lacey’s real evidence.

Joined the game a little late, the two of them didn't make as much as Lacey, but they were still quite a lot. From then on, they admired Luo An even more.

Facing the shining eyes of the three women, Mona twitched the corner of her mouth. Even though she knew that the three of them were not interested in Luo An's body, but only in Luo An's eyes, they still had the unpleasant feeling of being their own toy and being liked by others.

Shaking her head and throwing away the messy thoughts in her mind, Mona spread her hands and explained:

“Sorry, I really don’t know much about Luo An’s investment in Wall Street. I only know that the qualifications for entry are very high.”

 “That’s better forget it.”

After hearing Mona's explanation, Lacey immediately gave up the idea. Michelle and Chenelle also shook their heads and stopped asking. The girls chatted for a few words. When the sun was skewed and the temperature outside dropped, they changed their clothes and started going out together. Shopping, eating and drinking.

At the same time, deep in a cafe on a street not far from Wall Street in New York, Luo An was sitting on a chair calmly and calmly sipping cappuccino.

The man sitting opposite him was wearing a suit but had dark circles under his eyes. He had already drank three cups of coffee. It was Michael Bray, the manager who helped Luo An handle CDS financial products.

 “Those **** guys!”

“What a bunch of cousins!”

 “Shit! I don’t know what those people are thinking!”

 Michael Bray kept drinking coffee and saying greetings, and his hands were shaking with anger.

Time passed by and Michael Bray finally calmed down. Roan waved to the waiter to take away the cup, looked at Michael Bray and smiled:

 “Have you finished venting?”

Michael Bray took a long breath, looked at Luo An with a little surprise, and asked hoarsely:

“Luo An, aren’t you angry? Those people are lying, and they are using lies to control federal housing prices!”

 (End of this chapter)