So Ding Xin simply went to support the other two groups.

of course.

It’s also because Ding Xin’s anger has not been completely released.

more specifically.

I haven't killed enough yet...

......

The next day.

New York State Hospital.

In the ward.

A police officer in uniform.

She was holding a notebook in her hand, with a stern face, and questioning the man on the bed.

Ask and record at the same time.

"Mr. Ding Xin, what is the purpose of your visit to America this time?"

"Talking about business, visiting my girlfriend..."

"So how did you find out there was something wrong with David Smith?"

"David Smith?"

This time Ding Xin did not rush to answer, but asked the first question: "Is it the man with the brown beard?"

"Yes!"

The police officer gave an affirmative answer.

"The look, the behavior, the hostility!"

Ding Xin pretended to recall: "There was chaos in the camp at that time, but he was the only one who seemed indifferent and was smiling for no apparent reason..."

"Is that why?"

"Isn't that enough?"

"All right..."

The police officer nodded and continued to ask, "Mr. Ding Xin, where did your guns come from?"

This problem was anticipated.

Ding Xin answered without thinking, "I took it from David Smith when I subdued him."

"What about the submachine guns that came later? How do you explain that?"

"The backpack belongs to David Smith, I just took it out of it..."

"Forehead..."

Obviously.

This answer was somewhat unexpected by the police officer.

He looked stunned and paused for a long time before asking, "Excuse me, why did you think of leading the students to attack that town? This behavior is too dangerous!"

"Save lives, seize transportation..."

Ding Xin said this and yawned.

"Then may I ask..."

The police officer was unwilling to give up and wanted to ask more questions...

"I'm sorry to bother you!"

There was a third person in the ward.

He is a middle-aged man dressed in a suit and tie, looking like an elite.

He is also a native American lawyer specially invited by Ding Xin.

The lawyer took two steps forward, stood in front of the police officer, and said bluntly: "Mr. Officer, you are acting very unprofessional now, and all your questions are too pointed!"

The officer opened his mouth.

But before he could utter a word, the lawyer's questioning began.

"Are you now suspecting that there is something wrong with my client?"

"Mr. Officer, please make one thing clear to me. My client is a hero. It was my client who rescued all the survivors!"

"And my client is a legitimate businessman. He came here to invest and do business!"

"Right now, Mr. Ding Xin has already had a very bad experience in the United States. As a civil servant, what you should do now is not to question him, but to care about the physical condition of my client!"

"My personal suggestion is that instead of wasting your time on my client, you should send more people as soon as possible to search the entire Catskill Mountains..."

"Look inside to see if there are any other survivors!"

"Also, check carefully to see how many damn murderers are there in that mountain range!"

The lawyer's voice was almost a roar.

Very confident.

As expected, he comes from a top-notch law firm.

The sharp words left the police officer speechless...

"Don't get me wrong, just a routine inquiry..."

The police officer quickly closed the notebook in his hand and put it back in his arms: "Then Mr. Ding Xin, you should have a good rest. I wish you a speedy recovery!"

Say it.

He turned around and fled from the ward.

shook his head.

The lawyer turned around and said to Ding Xin: "That police officer is obviously a rookie!"

"I don't think so..."

Ding Xin smiled and praised: "It should be because you, the lawyer, have such strong professional knowledge!"

Can it be unprofessional?

It's like a father scolding his son.

The lawyer raised his eyebrows and was very pleased with Ding Xin's praise.

"The police won't bother me again, right?"

"Will not!"

The lawyer said firmly: "Don't worry, I am very familiar with Chief Andrew of the New York Police Department, and this matter ends here!"

After all, he is a big money sponsor.

The service attitude must keep up!

He knew that the man in front of him was worth more than ten billion.

Although there is not much industry in America, no one can predict the future, right?

It's a good idea to build good relationships in advance...

Hear the words.

Ding Xin nodded.

In fact, there were some problems with his actions in the camp.

No matter what.

He shot and killed a person in full view of everyone.

If you really want to pick on it, it's quite troublesome.

The lawyer’s performance just now was really impressive, and the money was not wasted.

It was actually just a coincidence.

Ding Xin hired this lawyer specifically in advance in order to sign a contract with the Successor Fund.

The details of the contract need to be read by professionals...

at this time.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Ding Xin here?"

......

Chapter 232 Did Nothing

"Xin, this is my father..."

Jessica introduced with a smile, and then turned her gaze to the man next to her: “Father, he is my savior, Ding Xin!”

The voice just fell.

The man was seen with a warm smile.

He extended his hand and said, "Mr. Ding, thank you very much for saving my daughter. I was wondering, how can I repay you?"

Looking at the man's funny old face that seemed familiar.

Ding Xin looked a little stunned.

A slightly plump physique, a nice suit, and that iconic red tie...

"Chuan Jianguo?"

Ding Xin turned his gaze to Jessica standing beside him.

so...

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