After relieving the pressure, Chen Ying arrived at the NYPD refreshed the next morning, found Director George, and showed the evidence Bai Ye gave her.
"How did you get these things?"
Director George asked after reading the information.
"Sir, these are provided by my informant."
Chen Ying said without changing his expression.
"Is that so..." Director George also knew the informant's sensitivity, so he didn't ask any more questions: "Can you use me to say hello during the operation?"
"No need, he probably won't appear near the target these days." Chen Ying said.
The evidence prepared by Bai Ye is so sufficient that Director George only needs to do a little secondary investigation to confirm its authenticity.
As a result, Director George quickly began to mobilize elite personnel, formulate plans, simulate operations, and prepare to eliminate Mrs. Gao, the cancer of New York, in one fell swoop.
While the NYPD was busy, the FBI also began to prepare for action.
"Chen Ying and Gracie, the best pair in the New York police force, shouldn't let me down, right?"
Bai Ye walked out of Gracie's house, pulled up her pants, stood at the door of the community, took out a box of cigarettes from her body, pulled out one, lit it with a zippo, and took a deep puff:
"I have sacrificed so much, and if you two still mess up for me, then next time I may not use myself to whip you, but I will use a belt..."
Mrs. Gao...
hehe!
…
Wu Deyao is just an ordinary breakfast vendor in Chinatown.
They are people who immigrated from Hong Kong Island in the last century.
After arriving in Chinatown, the family's life was not as luxurious as the newspapers claimed, but it was still pretty good.
My wife is kind and hard-working, and my children are well-behaved and sensible.
Wu Deyao thought that was enough.
He and his wife wake up early every day and work at night to run a food stall. They earn enough money to support their family and support their children in their studies.
And his children are also very sensible and have very good academic performance, especially his daughter, who is expected to be admitted to an Ivy League college.
Although the tuition fees at Ivy League colleges are astronomical, as long as his children are making progress, he will do whatever it takes to support his daughter in studying.
Only by studying can he have a chance to get ahead. He doesn't want his daughter to be like him in the future, a small businessman at the bottom of society, a peer, a gangster, a police officer... anyone can step on her.
Wu Deyao was satisfied with this kind of life, earning some hard-earned money and maybe having some twists and turns. After all, he was just an ordinary person who knew nothing and could only make breakfast.
However.
Accidents will happen.
My daughter, who is preparing for college exams, because of a summer camp activity...
He was raped and annihilated by a rich second generation.
The daughter didn't say anything at first, but her mother noticed that something was wrong with her daughter and kept asking questions. Finally, she got the truth from her daughter.
The son angrily went to settle the score with the rich second generation, but his leg was broken.
He called the police, but no one paid attention. Instead, not long after, the rich second generation brought someone to the door, beat him and his wife severely, and in front of them, killed their daughter...
Wu Deyao felt the deepest malice in the world.
Boundless malice enveloped him, almost suffocating him.
It was as if I was suffering from endless hell all the time.
Is there no justice in this world?
Shouldn't we avenge our daughter?
In despair.
A kind-hearted person gave him an idea and asked him to go find Mrs. Gao.
In the underground world of Chinatown, the legend of Madam Gao has been circulating.
She is the supreme leader of the Chinese gang.
When you encounter financial difficulties, go to her and she will give you a job with a very generous salary - blind your eyes, cut out your tongue, and work in her white powder processing factory. The generous salary will be paid on time.
.
Do you want revenge? Go to her. You may die, become disabled, or go to jail...but the person you want revenge will definitely die.
Mrs. Gao is a very fair person.
For Wu Deyao, the hatred in his daughter is like poisonous fire, baking his heart all the time. As long as he can avenge his daughter, he is willing to pay any price, even his own life!
…
At night, the moon is as silver as a disk, shining so that the earth is covered with a faint silver glow.
Under the night scene, murderous intent surges.
The joint teams of the NYPD and FBI are armed and ready.
As the chief of the New York City Police Department, a big shot like Chief George naturally sits in the back and takes command. The person in charge of the scene is Chen Ying.
Chen Ying was also fully armed with a gun in his hand, obviously going to the battlefield with him.
If the information Bai Ye gave is correct, Mrs. Gao's vote is a shocking case. Chen Ying has solved all of this. With such a big contribution, even if it mainly belongs to Director George, she can still get a share of the pie, which is enough for her to get a small job.
The steps are up.
Over at the FBI, Gracie is the same, she is also the on-site person in charge.
After all, Chen Ying and Gracie have a friendship that has carried guns together, and they get along fairly well.
"Sir, the car is out!"
The information came from the manpower at the warehouse where Mrs. Gao stored the washing powder.
Chen Ying and Gracie looked at each other:
"Take it!"
Several trucks were forced to stop by tire puncture machines.
The man sitting in the driver's seat of the first truck immediately took out a rifle without thinking...
"Bang!"
A sniper on a high-rise building fired directly, causing a hole in the man's forehead and causing him to fall over.
Next, with the sound of several gunshots, the wolf-like NYPD police officers and FBI agents rushed in front of the truck and opened the compartment...
"Sir, congratulations, you are about to be promoted."
There is no doubt that the inside of the carriage is filled with white powder.
Chen Ying and Gracie looked at each other and smiled.
"Sir, a civilian was found here."
A team of police officers came over with a stout middle-aged man who looked older.
Chen Ying: "Did civilians enter by mistake?"
"The person found in the truck compartment should have had contact with the target. Judging from his appearance, he should be of Chinese descent, but we can't understand what the other person is saying."
Gracie smiled lightly and said: "Chinese is indeed difficult, let me ask."
But……
After Gracie stayed in the police interrogation car for a minute, she walked out with a dazed look on her face, feeling lost.
"What's wrong?"
Chen Ying quickly stepped forward and asked.
Gracie: "I feel like all I have learned over the years is fake Chinese. Please leave me alone and leave me alone."
"What's going on?"
Chen Ying was confused and shook his head.
If you don't speak Chinese, then don't show off in front of me, really.
I, a genuine Chinese, am standing here!
Chen Ying walked into the interrogation car confidently.
Looking at the trembling middle-aged Chinese man opposite with a frightened face, Chen Ying asked in as kind a tone as possible:
"We are NYPD police, don't be afraid, we will not hurt you."
Wu Tak Yao: "Sir, I don't know what happened. Should I order it? We are good people! Please don't put me in jail!"