"Professor He taught us that compensation for civil cases needs to be based on the other party's financial ability, so we need to find a target that maximizes the benefits. In this case, suing the local German police and the high-ranking officer is the most direct and effective way to seek compensation. Also, the defendant's parents will also be among the defendants in the civil case. " Gu Nianzhi calmly took out another case analysis. "If I can't sue the parents for using their power to cover up their son's abuse of an innocent victim, I, Gu Nianzhi, will retire from the legal profession."
"Nianzhi, I admire your determination, but do you really need to make this kind of vow?" He Zhichu laughed. She was still too young and didn't know her limits …
But he liked it when she didn't know her limits.
If she wanted to screw the world, he would do his best to see it through to the end.
"You also said it was a show of determination …" Gu Nianzhi tilted her head with a smile. "I want them to know that when I'm ruthless, even I'm afraid of myself!"
"Alright, be serious." He Zhichu glared at her, his shimmering, sultry eyes flashing. Gu Nianzhi was dazzled by his gaze.
He Zhichu was even happier, but he didn't show it on his face. He rubbed his forehead. "This case isn't complicated, but because the defendant's parents were high-ranking police officers investigating the case, a lot of direct evidence will probably be lost."
"That's what I hate. When the time comes in the criminal court, according to the principle of 'presumption of innocence' and the absence of direct evidence, the defendant will likely escape punishment. "Gu Nianzhi clenched her small fist and pounded the table." So I definitely won't let them off easy! Even if they escape criminal punishment, civil punishment will make them fall from heaven to hell! "
"What result do you want to achieve?" He Zhichu clasped his hands together and leaned back in his high back chair. He narrowed his eyes and focused on Gu Nianzhi.
"I want the murderer's parents to lose their jobs and be fired from the police department. I want them to bear a huge amount of civil compensation. If they can't pay it even if they go bankrupt, then they can only go to jail. "Gu Nianzhi spread her hands, her expression determined and sly.
"Not bad, very ruthless." He Zhichu nodded approvingly. "Then prepare from this angle. Right, where's your passport? Give it to me and I'll get someone to get you a visa to Germany. "
Gu Nianzhi had already changed her passport, so she couldn't use her previous identity anymore. This was her real identity, but Gu Nianzhi still wasn't used to it.
She got up and picked up her backpack. "I'll go back and get my passport. I'll send it to you in the afternoon."
"I have nothing to do anyway. I'll take you there and get my passport while I'm at it." He Zhichu stood up as well.
Gu Nianzhi wanted to say no, but when He Zhichu looked at her with a half-smile, she was rendered speechless.
She hugged her backpack and followed He Zhichu out. She returned to the dormitory and handed her passport to him. He Zhichu left without saying anything. Gu Nianzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He was finally going to Germany.
Would she have the chance to see Huo Shao?
…
While Gu Nianzhi was busy with the procedures to go abroad, Huo Shaoheng was in a tense situation in New York.
If he wanted James to become his top spy in the CIB, he had to do something to gain his trust.
Huo Shaoheng already had a target in mind: the rising star of the CIA, Sean.
This person was too terrifying. He had managed to collect so much information and information on him without a word.
Huo Shaoheng didn't like the feeling of being thoroughly studied. Although he couldn't erase all his past images, he could at least erase those who had ulterior motives and were trying to spy on him.
So for the next ten days, Huo Shaoheng did nothing else but pretend to be a different person every day and scout the area around the CIA's New York branch.
He gradually figured out Sean's routine.
He drove to work at eight in the morning, went out for lunch at noon, and got off work at five in the afternoon.
Because Sean had a high rank, he had people from the US Department of Defense's Secret Service protecting him.
There were at least four snipers in the dark to clear the way for him.
This person was more afraid of death than James and also had more authority.
Based on Huo Shaoheng's understanding of the CIA, the security around Sean was almost on par with the US president and the director of the CIA.
In other words, this person had a very powerful background. It couldn't be as simple as a parachute.
The person behind him probably wanted to support him to become the president, or at least the director of the CIA.
Then this person couldn't be allowed to live.
After Huo Shaoheng finished his observations, he made a battle plan alone in the apartment.
Under the lone light in the apartment's dining room, there were a few large pieces of white paper on the large wooden dining table. There were many curved lines drawn with charcoal on them.
Upon closer inspection, it was almost a panoramic map of New York City.
He didn't use a computer or the internet. He just bought a few maps of New York and copied them.
Because he did this kind of work, he knew there were no secrets on the internet. Also, he was in someone else's territory now, so he couldn't use the internet or the computer to make his own battle plan.
It was easier to keep secrets using traditional methods.
After studying the entire process several times, he threw the white paper that covered the table into the bathroom and burned it to ashes. He also flushed the ashes down the toilet.
Returning to his bedroom, Huo Shaoheng sat in front of the large desk and began to organize the weapons he needed.
This time, he couldn't use a sniper rifle to kill Sean.
Because he was alone, he couldn't escape unscathed from four sniper teams and dozens of secret police.
So he had to think of another way.
Huo Shaoheng had carefully analyzed Sean. Although he was very capable and had a strong background, from the way he did things, he was very confident, almost to the point of arrogance.
Also, he was young, and young people were always hot-headed. They probably didn't encounter many setbacks, so it was hard for him to control his emotions.
He was a year older than Huo Shaoheng, but his endurance and control were worlds apart.
These all needed experience and experience to make up for it.
There was only one way to deal with this kind of person, and that was to provoke him.
…
It was now August, the hottest time of summer.
Sean walked into his office, and a gust of cool air from the air conditioner instantly refreshed him.
He strode to his desk and sat down. Just as he was about to turn on his computer, he suddenly noticed a white envelope on his desk.
There was a line of cursive English on it: There was no postmark, stamp, or even a return address. It didn't even have his address. There was only a simple name and an even simpler signature: "An Old Friend."
This was definitely a provocation!
Sean was so angry that he pounded his desk. Before his rationality flew away, he remembered to put on a pair of plastic gloves and open the envelope.
There was only a single piece of paper inside.
He pulled it out and instantly exploded with anger.
There were only two short sentences printed inside: "Do your parents know that that-you-took-other-people--credits-to-make-your-look-good? Coward, you-would-lose-everything-when-they-find-out-you-are-just-an-petent-bastard. "(Sean, do your parents know that you used other people's credit to get to where you are now? B * tch, when they find out you're a useless coward, you'll lose everything you have.)
"B * tch! B * tch! B * tch! You're the b * tch! " Sean kicked over his desk, and the computer on it crashed to the ground. The piece of paper fluttered into the air.
The door was immediately pushed open, and his subordinates rushed in. Standing at the front was Deputy Director James.
The piece of paper flew right in front of James.
James caught it instinctively. His gaze swept over the paper, and he froze.
His colleagues behind him also saw the paper, and all of them tried their best to hold back their smiles.
Sean raised his head and saw that his subordinates had no time to hide their gloating expressions. He was so angry that he stomped his feet.
"Get out! Get out! All of you, get out! "Sean panted as he held onto the back of his chair." Who let you in?! "
James rubbed his nose and handed the piece of paper back to Sean. "We were just about to tell you that we just discovered that the 'kidnapper' has appeared in the Upper East Side of New York."
"Kidnapper?!" Sean raised his head abruptly, and his eyes narrowed. "Tell me his address! I'll bring people to search right away! "
"Haha, he really likes to use other people's credit to get to where he is now …" one of the colleagues muttered. "James was the one who found him, but now it's his credit …"
"Of course. Who do you think he is? There are still people above him … "
Although they were whispering, they didn't deliberately lower their voices. Everyone heard it, but they pretended not to hear.
Sean took a deep breath. He knew that if he wanted to truly become the leader of these people, he still had to show some ability.
Otherwise, if he just relied on an appointment from top to bottom, these subordinates would be dissatisfied and deliberately slack off. He wouldn't be able to be the director for long if he pretended to be obedient.
Most importantly, as a superior and leader, it meant that his leadership skills weren't enough to convince the people.
If he couldn't even handle a small Asian Intelligence Division, then what chance would he have to pursue a higher position in the future?!
Sean narrowed his eyes. "All of you, get out! Didn't you hear me?! "
James was the first to turn around and leave. The colleagues who followed him also scattered.
It was obvious that James was the real leader of this department because everyone respected him.
Sean clasped his hands and stood expressionlessly in the messy office for a while before walking out.
This time, he decided to deal with the mysterious Major General of the Huaxia Empire on his own.
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