Chapter 192: This is not my car

Hell's Kitchen is Jin Bin's territory, and Jin Bin is also a qualified boss, Jin Bin knows more than anyone else about what happened on his lair.

So Lake is not too surprised that Kim doesn't know this, he only cares about one at the moment.

"car."

"Please rest assured, Director Edwin, your car is already on the way to be recovered."

"……it is good."

Lake took a deep look at the middle-aged man who called himself a lawyer Jin Bin, and after a few words, he nodded.

The middle-aged man turned and left.

George stared at the seven or eight dead bodies in the warehouse, looked at Lake, and shook his head: "How long has it been since I knew your car was stolen?"

Lake shrugged.

Jin Bin's tentacles stretched too long. Basically, 60% of the black crimes in New York can be traced back to Jin Bin's head from the source.

but……

Again.

Lake has changed departments. Naturally, the angle of view of Jin Bin has also changed. Jin Bin has become a force now, and he knows what to touch and what not to touch.

It seems that right now, at least, before Kim did not offend Lake, Lake was too lazy to bother with Kim.

With Lake's current grade and status, frankly speaking, holding onto gold and not letting go is not just a question of style, but also a question of vision.

Just out of Novice Village, it's okay to mess around with Hell's Kitchen, right now? No need.

In his anger, he can rely on homeland security and the military's strength to directly mobilize soldiers to come to the hell's kitchen and return the gold? Real gold coins have to kneel in front of him.

Just like this time, regardless of whether the car collection team is working alone or under the rule of Jin Bin, at least, these seven or eight corpses are Jin Bin's confession, and you can think about it when Lake just came here. explain.

Lake is satisfied with this.

In the afternoon.

Lake stood at the door of the Star Tower, waiting for his car to return.

The school bus of Midtown College stopped not far away.

after awhile.

Skye and Alexis got off the school bus.

"Uncle Lake?"

Alexis, who was talking and laughing with Skye, looked at Lake who was standing at the door and greeted him curiously: "Uncle Lake, are you waiting for Skye?"

Lake smiled and said, "I'm waiting for the bus."

"car?"

"Ok."

Skye said, "Did your car break down again?"

Skye was the most impressed with that old car of Lake. After all, it was Lake who drove the car to send it to him during the weekend cram school. After such a long time, Skye alone knew that the car was broken. The number of times has at least two digits.

Lake nodded: "It's burning, so I changed to a new car."

Alexis became interested when he heard the new car, and looked around: "Uncle Lake, where's the car?"

Lake twitched the corners of his mouth and said quietly, "It was stolen within half an hour."

Alexis opened his mouth and looked at Skye at each other.

Skye was a little confused by the twists and turns of the answer: "It was stolen?"

Lake nodded.

Skye couldn't help but said, "Up and down the Federation, does anyone dare to steal your car?"

The senior director of the Department of Homeland Security can be regarded as the master of the Federation. Although the ranking is very low, at least, it is already within the 300th place among all federal officials.

Lake sighed: "Although this sounds nonsense, it is true, but fortunately, it took me a day to finally track the whereabouts of the car, and waited for someone to come and bring my car. Up."

at this time.

At the end of the street where the Star Tower was located, a white Porsche Cayenne slowly drove over.

Lake raised his eyebrows and said to Skye and Alexis, "Look, it's that one."

The two girls looked.

"Wow!"

Alexis couldn't help but said, "Porsche."

Skye also looked a little shining.

After all, the two girls are already fifteen years old, and they can get a driver's license tomorrow. Naturally, the topic of cars is also added to the chat with other students in school.

After a while.

A man with gloves parked the car on the side of the road, walked down, glanced at the undisturbed cover in the driver's seat, and walked over: "Mr. Edwin."

Lake looked at the man blankly: "This is not my car."

Yes it is.

Although the plastic wrap on the roof of this car was still there, and the appearance was perfectly reproduced, Lake knew at first glance that this was not the car he bought.

How to explain.

The accessories in this car are clearly top-fitting just from the window of the co-pilot.

Lake bought a low profile.

no way.

The low-profile one needs $48,000, while the high-profile one costs 80,000. It is used to open anyway, so Lake naturally did not buy the high-profile one.

The middle-aged man looked a little embarrassed.

Lake looked directly at the middle-aged man: "Say."

The middle-aged man was silent for a while and said, "Yes, Mr. Edwin, this car is indeed not your original. This is an apologize to you from my boss."

Lake did not answer the topic: "Where is my car."

The middle-aged man said: "Sorry, when we chased it out, the truck was missing. My boss asked me to bring you a sentence. We didn’t do this thing. This car is also my boss’ hope Let your anger stop temporarily. For one month, my boss promises to deliver your car to you."

Lake's eyes gradually became cold.

Is this a car business?

It's not.

This is not about the car. It's about his face. His car was stolen. The focus is on his car, but he didn't chase it back. If this matter is spread out, how can he mess with it?

The middle-aged man took out his cell phone, dialed the phone, and after a few words, he handed it to Lake: "Mr. Edwin, our boss wants to say a few words to you."

Lake took the phone blankly.

At this moment.

The aura produced by Lake's suppressed anger already made Skye and Alexis next to them look at each other, and they didn't dare to speak loudly.

Received the mobile phone.

"Say!"

"Mr. Edwin, give me a month, and I promise to put your car in front of you."

"Ha ha."

Lake listened to the iconic voice on the phone and sneered twice: "My car, you took it?"

Jin Ping said directly: "Absolutely not. This car collection organization came from the west coast a year ago. They followed the rules and scored three to seven points. Therefore, I acquiesced to them. At the same time, I also told them who had their cars. Can't take it."

Lake smiled: "They didn't listen to you."

King undeniably said, and then said: "They told me at the end that the car did not have your license plate on it."

Lake said, "Then, is this my fault?"

Jin Ping said directly: "I will give you a perfect account of this matter. At the same time, I will send you your car intact, and this car will be my apologize."

Lake glanced at the middle-aged man who was standing in front of him, but sweating on his forehead, and said directly: "So, my car was not stolen by yours?"

"Not at all."

"Row."

Lake said directly: "Since I don't care about your business, I don't need you to explain it to me. I will do my business by myself, but I hope you haven't lied to it, otherwise, I will level the hell's kitchen."

Finished.

Lake hung up the phone directly, and said blankly, "Go away," toward the middle-aged man in front of him.

The middle-aged man immediately nodded and shook his head. He turned and ran away at such a fast speed that he turned into a corner and disappeared into Lake's sight within ten seconds.

Lake sighed.

West Coast?

Los Angeles?

If the federal non-narcotics transit point is Texas, then the transit point for vehicles is indeed Los Angeles.

As for what transit point is New York?

Just look at the Continental Hotel. New York is the transit point for all crimes.

Lake shook his head, called his assistant, and asked Tiffany to sort out the list of several well-known car theft organizations on the West Coast. After hanging up the phone, he shook his head towards Skye and Alexis next to him. Shaking the car key in his hand: "Want to visit?"

Skye and Alexis regained consciousness and got into Lake's car one after another.

Lake drove directly, took Skye and Alexis to a western restaurant a few streets away, and went to have dinner while testing the car. By the way, he called Kassel to inform that Alexis was also with him. Side, lest Kassel think Alexis has been kidnapped.

After dinner.

In the underground garage of the Star Building.

Lake turned off, then threw the car key toward Skye on the co-pilot next to him.

Skye took over and froze slightly.

What does this mean?

Lake got out of the car and said to Skye, who got down from the co-pilot, "This is not my car."

Skye blinked.

and then?

Lake walked towards the elevator in the underground garage: "The instructions and everything are in there. You can read it first. After tomorrow, after taking the driver's license, this car will be given to you."

Skye ran after him and heard the words: "No, this car is too expensive."

Lake said: "Is it expensive? How do you call it expensive if you don't spend a penny?"

It didn't cost a penny.

It’s a fact that his car is still being stolen. As for this car, it was sent by the car collection gang from the West Coast to prevent Lake from getting angry and sending it to Hell’s Kitchen as a gift and so……

Lake looked at Skye in the elevator and said, "If you don't want it, leave it in the garage. It's not bad to be a warehouse."

Skye was a little speechless: "Ninety-eight thousand dollars in a car, as a warehouse?"

The price of this car was searched online by Alexis when he was eating in the restaurant.

Lake smiled, and after walking out of the elevator, he said to Skye: "That's it. If you don't want this car, I won't drive it, and I won't sell it. Isn't it a spectacle if you don't want to be a warehouse?"

Skye was a little curious: "Why don't you open it?"

Lake opened the door with his fingerprints without looking back: "This is not my car!"

Skye: "..."

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