HCB Aggressive
Aggressive
Matthew raised his head and looked at Lynn. The expression on his face still held a little calm, but the confidence seemed extremely weak. His hands were rubbing unconsciously on the table, and his finger joints turned slightly white due to the force.
"Agent Lynn." Matthew spoke, trying to restore his previous arrogance, but his voice was uneasy. "I hope you understand that it's all a misunderstanding."
Lynn sat down opposite him, holding a thick document in his hand, throwing it on the table, making a dull sound. Instead of speaking immediately, he stared at Matthew with that silent oppression.
"It's all about you." Lynn finally spoke in a cold tone. "The records of illegal transactions by Krox Group, the records of truck driver Alvin Clark, and the surveillance video of the accident scene. Every piece of evidence is Pointing to the same conclusion—you deliberately murdered Carl Miller.”
Matthew's face changed, but he still tried to refute, "This is ridiculous! What evidence do you have to prove that this has something to do with me? You are just looking for a scapegoat!"
Lynn ignored his defense, turned on the document and took out a photo - the front sign of the truck taken in the surveillance video, clearly showing the words "West Transport".
"This is the symbol of the truck, and the company was then affiliated with the Krox Group," Lynn said coldly. "More importantly, Alvin Clark's transcript clearly states that he is you The instructor deliberately hit Carl Miller's car."
"Clark is a criminal! What he said is not trustworthy at all!" Matthew's voice suddenly rose, trying to cover up his inner fear with anger.
"He is indeed a criminal." Lynn's eyes didn't fluctuate at all, "and you are his employer."
Matthew opened his mouth but couldn't speak. His body began to lean forward slightly, as if he was trying to push Lynn with his momentum, but Lynn didn't give him any chance at all.
"Carl Miller discovered the flow of illegal funds from the Krox Group at that time." Lynn continued, his tone as cold as a blade. "He is an ordinary person and has no idea how much trouble he has touched. And you, Matthew, ·Harlock, the way you decide to solve the problem is to kill him. In a car accident disguised as an 'accident'. "
"You have no evidence!" Matthew roared suddenly, his voice so sharp that it was almost harsh.
Lynn leaned on the back of the chair, staring at him coldly, "We have all the evidence, Matthew. You can't escape."
The air in the interrogation room became extremely heavy, Matthew's breathing began to become rapid, and the cold sweat on his forehead slid down. He finally realized that he had no way to escape.
"You won't understand..." he whispered, a hint of despair in his voice, "I just obeyed the orders... it was the group that asked me to do this. I'm just an executor!"
"Who told you to do this?" Lynn's eyes became sharper. "Tell me, Matthew, maybe you can leave a way out."
Matthew raised his head and looked at Lynn with complicated eyes, as if he was measuring whether he still had a chance to resist. But he soon realized that Lynn wouldn't give him any breathing space.
Finally, he lowered his head and said hoarsely, "Yes... it's my father. He asked me to deal with Carl Miller. All the flow of funds is related to the group, and if found out, we'll be done. He asked me to make sure No clues left…”
Lynn's expression didn't change, but his fists clenched slightly. He knew that Matthew's confession not only locked in his crimes, but also completely exposed the darkness of the Colox Group to the sun.
"Very good." Lynn said coldly, "Your father can't run away."
He stood up and turned away from the interrogation room, while Matthew sat down dejectedly, completely losing all his arrogance and disguise.
Lynn pushed open the door, and Hans was already waiting for him outside, "How is it?"
"He's got it." Lin En said, a hint of cold fatigue in his tone, "and this is just the beginning."
As night falls, the lights at the FBI headquarters are still bright, making them look particularly lonely and cold. Lynn stood in front of the office window, overlooking the city at night through the glass. Matthew Harlock's confession has completely opened up a path to the truth, and the end of the road clearly points to his father, Richard Harlock.
Richard is not only the founder of the Collocks Group, but also a powerful corporate giant. His name appears frequently in many top social occasions and business magazines, but behind this decent face is a cold, cruel mask. Lynn knew that it would undoubtedly be a tough battle to bring such people to justice.
"We have enough evidence." Hans stood behind him, with a low tone but confident, "Matthew's confession pointed to Richard, and we found more in the financial records of the Colox Group Problems. Illegal funds flow, money laundering records, and transaction contracts with several criminal groups. Richard's trump card has been exposed."
Lynn didn't look back, he just nodded, his eyes still falling into the lights of the city. "The question is, will he surrender obediently."
"A person like him will never." Hans walked to him and handed a document to Lynn. "But we have locked his hiding place. Intelligence shows that Richard was in a few days. He moved to a private estate outside the suburbs, and apparently, he knew the storm was approaching. "
Lynn opened the document and saw aerial photos of the manor. It covers a huge area and is surrounded by woods and high walls, like an isolated fortress.
"How about the defense there?" Lynn asked, his voice calm as if he was giving orders.
"Very strict," Hans replied, pointing to the several marking points on the photo. "The security system is first-class, the manor is surrounded by cameras, and a team of mercenaries are in charge of guarding. These people are not just decorations-they They are all trained and may still hold arms in their hands."
"This makes things more interesting." A sneer appeared on the corner of Lynn's mouth, but his eyes were still sharp. "Notify all the groups and act tonight."
Hans nodded and turned away to arrange the task, while Lynn sat back at his desk and lowered his head to sort out all the details of the case.
In the early morning, the FBI's operation team gathered in a dark woods. Dozens of black SUVs parked in secret places, with lights going off, and only slight footsteps and whispers from their headphones were heard. Lynn stood in front, wearing tactical equipment, holding a pistol equipped with a silencer in his hand.
"We have two goals," Lynn said to everyone, his tone was low and cold, "first, arrest Richard Harlock, he must be alive. Second, ensure the safety of innocent people, but if resistance is encountered , fight back immediately."
Everyone nodded, no one said a word of nonsense. They know that the goal of this mission is not just one person, but a key link in the fight against a huge criminal network.
Lynn glanced at his watch and whispered, "Action."
The team was divided into several groups and quickly penetrated into the woods around the manor. Infrared detectors were installed on the high walls of the manor, but the technical team has successfully hacked into the security system and blocked most of the monitoring equipment.
Lynn took his group quietly to the main entrance of the manor. Hans' voice came from his headphones: "The periphery has been cleaned up. There are two guards on the right side of the gate."
"Received." Lin En raised his hand to signal the team members to cover it, then rushed to the door with a quick step. The gun in his hand shot out two bullets, directly hitting the shoulders of the two guards, causing them to lose their combat ability.
"Continue to push forward," Lynn whispered, and the team members quickly approached the door and used special tools to pry the lock open.
The lights inside the manor are dim, but you can vaguely hear footsteps and talking upstairs. Lynn quickly judged the enemy's position and led the team to take action separately. Their movements were swift and silent, like ghosts in the dark night.
Suddenly, a burst of gunfire came from the depths of the manor, breaking the tranquility of the night.
"The enemy has discovered us!" Hans' voice came from the headphones, "There are snipers on the third floor, be careful!"
Lin En quickly leaned against the wall and looked up at the third floor. His eyes caught a dark shadow holding a gun aimed at the bottom. He raised his gun without hesitation, and a precise bullet hit the sniper's wrist, forcing the opponent to throw away his weapon.
"The sniper has solved it." Lynn whispered, "continue to advance."
He led the team up the stairs, quickly cleared several rooms, and finally came to a thick wooden door. There was a low quarrel inside the door, and obviously Richard was inside.
Lin Neng signaled the team members to stand by, then raised his leg and kicked open the door. The scene inside stunned him slightly.
Richard Harlock sat in a chair in the middle of the room, next to him two fully armed bodyguards. There was no trace of panic on his face, but a calm contempt.
"You're finally here." Richard spoke slowly, his tone of chilling confidence, "I thought you would be later."
"Stand up, Richard." Lynn's voice was so cold that there was no emotion. "You were arrested."
Richard did not move, but leaned on the back of the chair and said slowly, "Do you know what you are doing? I am the founder of the Krox Group, and people I know can make every door of this country." All open it for me. How much trouble will you bring to yourself if you catch me?”
"Do you know what you're talking about?" Lynn stepped forward, pointing the gun in his hand at Richard's head. "You're not debating with a court, but you're pleading for your own life. Stand up and don't let it go I repeat."
Richard stared at Lynn, a trace of coldness flashing in his eyes, but he finally slowly stood up. The bodyguards around him tried to make some moves, but were quickly subdued by Lynn's team members.
"You will regret it, Agent," Richard whispered, threatening in his tone, "This is not the end."
Lynn looked at him coldly, "You're right, this is not the end. The end is when you stand in court and bear the consequences for your crime."
He clasped the handcuffs on Richard's wrist and took him out of the room.
At dawn, Lynn took Richard back to the FBI headquarters. Hans stood in the parking lot waiting for him, and smiled when he saw Richard being taken out of the car, "It seems that we won this game."
Lynn nodded, his eyes calm as water, "He still has too many things to say, but he has no way to escape."
The FBI headquarters was busy in the early morning, and the phone rings were ringing one after another. The agents shuttled between the corridors, holding folders or headphones in their hands, with a solemn expression. However, the atmosphere in Lynn's office is more solemn than outside.
A newspaper spread out on his desk, and the front page title reads: "The Board of Directors of the Krox Group puts pressure on the FBI to release the Harlocks and his son." Below the title is a photo of Richard Harlock. He still looks calm, as if even in prison, no one can shake his kingdom.
Lynn stared at the newspaper with coffee in his hand, with no expression on his face. He had long expected that the storm would not end with the arrest of Richard and his son. In fact, this may just be the beginning.
"Did you read the news?" Hans pushed the door open, holding a newspaper in his hand. "These board members are so brave that they protested directly to the FBI. This is much faster than I thought. ”
"They have no other choice." Lynn put the coffee down, his tone calm, "The Krox Group is their lifeblood. Losing the Harlocks and their sons, they are like losing the umbrella. These people know that if Richard and Matthew had, they are, if they had, lost their umbrella. If they fall completely, their business empire will collapse."
Hans sat down in the chair, crossing his hands in front of his chest, "Did they ask for bail?"
"It's been submitted." Lynn nodded, turned on the computer and called out a document. "Richard and Matthew's lawyers have submitted bail applications and used a very clever reason - they claim that the FBI's There are loopholes in the arrest procedure and some evidence is suspected of illegally obtaining it.”
Hans snorted coldly, "Typical delay tactics. Do they think they can escape by relying on legal loopholes?"
"This is a double battle between public opinion and law." Lin Neng's eyes were quiet. "They not only tried to put pressure on us through legal procedures, but also tried to use the media to guide public opinion, making the outside world think that the FBI is abusing its power and Krock S Group imposed a crackdown. "
"It's shameless." Hans frowned. "We have so much solid evidence - illegal capital flows, money laundering records, and Matthew's confession. Do they think these things can be easily erased? ? ”
"Don't underestimate these people." Lynn said in a cold tone. "More than half of these board members are connected to the top political leaders. The media's strength is enough to portray us as villains, and Richard will be the innocent victims they call them. '. If we can't beat them completely in court, things can get very troublesome."
Hans was silent for a moment before saying, "What's your plan?"
Lynn raised his head, a cold light in his eyes, "First of all, we must make sure that all the evidence in our hands can withstand any legal scrutiny. I want you to take someone to review every document and make sure there are no loopholes. Secondly, , focus on Richard's lawyer team, especially the channels they try to contact the outside world. Any behavior about obstructing justice should be recorded immediately."
"I understand." Hans nodded, but was still a little worried, "but they have too many methods. If they bribe the judge, or use other methods-"
"We won't give them such a chance," Lynn said coldly. "In addition, I have contacted the Justice Department and asked them to send someone to monitor the progress of the case. Whether it is the board of directors or the Harlock family, they have to pay the price. .”
Hans looked at Lynn, knowing that the coldness in his tone was not empty talk. They have experienced such competitions together, but this time, the situation is obviously more complicated than before. The opponent is not an ordinary criminal, but an elite class with huge wealth and power.
A few days later, the FBI held a high-standard hearing. Richard and Matthew Harlock's lawyer team were present, and representatives sent by the board also sat in the back row of the conference room. They wore expensive suits, with a confident and indifferent expression, as if it was a game of doomed victory.
As Lynn walked into the conference room, everyone's eyes were focused on him. He was wearing a standard FBI uniform with straight shoulders and sharp and cold eyes. Even in the face of these so-called elites, his aura is still aggressive.
The leader of the lawyer team is a middle-aged man named Victor Kahn. He is known for handling complex cases, and is especially good at eliminating the powerful. Victor showed a polite smile and stood up and shook hands with Lynn, but Lynn just shook it coldly and then sat down.
"Agent Lynn," Victor spoke in a soft tone but provocative tone, "We admit that this case has attracted great public attention, but I hope the FBI can handle the matter with a fair and impartial attitude, rather than being Public opinion is in conflict.”
Lynn looked at him coldly, his voice low and powerful, "Fairness and justice are exactly what we are doing. The crimes committed by Richard Harlock and Matthew Harlock do not require public opinion, the evidence is enough It says it all."
"But maybe you didn't notice it," Victor smiled slightly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone. "The way some evidence is obtained may not be in line with the procedure. For example, surveillance video, how is it retrieved? Is there any clear Court order? If not, it could be illegal evidence.”
"We followed the procedure completely." Lynn did not back down. "Every piece of evidence is legally authorized and you can check it at will, but I promise you can't find any problems."
"I hope so." Victor nodded, obviously not intending to get too entangled here.
The meeting lasted for two hours, and the two sides had a fierce confrontation on the legitimacy of the evidence. Victor's debate skills are indeed excellent, and he tries to drag the case into a procedural quagmire to slow the FBI's advancement.
But Lynn was always calm and calm, and every counterattack was accurate and powerful, making Victor's attack come back in vain.
After the meeting, Lynn walked out of the conference room and met the delegation from the board of directors. One of them stopped him, his tone with unquestionable pressure, “Agent Lynn, I hope you understand that what you are doing may ruin a company with thousands of people.”