"Sir, thank you so much! Thank you so much! I … I'm so … sorry, you're the first person to accept my request! "Jennifer reached out her hand excitedly, trying to grab the man's hand.
However, she hesitated. In order to raise enough money, she had been picking up trash and even working in illegal factories, so her hands were dirty and her nails were black.
She didn't dare to reach out her hand, afraid that her dirty hands would stain the expensive suit on the man.
"Miss Jennifer, you don't have to do this. I will definitely seek justice for your daughter and the countless victims." Zhu Guangming held Jennifer's hand with a sincere expression.
Jennifer was so touched that she couldn't speak. For her daughter who had been tortured in hell when she was young, she rejected the job and compensation that the big shots offered her and chose to seek justice on her own.
However, it was useless. The other party was too powerful. Her work unit fired her, no company was willing to hire her, and even her house was taken back by the bank.
Her husband divorced her in order to keep his job. Now, she only wanted to see those criminals brought to justice.
"But, but sir … That scumbag Epstein has already died in prison … I heard that the surveillance cameras were broken one day, and the 24-hour security guards were also asleep …" Jennifer was very uneasy. She knew very well what kind of ability a person who could do this kind of thing had.
"I know, but so what?" Zhu Guangming smiled and walked out with his partner.
"Zhu, did you see the news a few days ago? The judge who took over Stan's case was killed." The brawny man's face was serious.
"I know, and the murderer is a Southern Boxing lawyer. He said that he had a grudge against the judge. What a ridiculous excuse, and the lawyer even killed himself." Zhu Guangming's face was full of ridicule. This kind of thing could only fool the ignorant masses.
"Then why don't we start from here …" The brawny man proposed his idea.
"Frank, you're right, but we've already been targeted." Zhu Guangming looked at his beloved car. He had spent more than five thousand dollars to buy it.
Now it was smashed, and there was a piece of white paper on the window with the words "Mind your own business" printed on it.
"These bastards!" The brawny man punched the car angrily.
"Don't be so incompetent, Frank. This guy is very professional, but he still left behind some clues." Zhu Guangming put on his gloves and picked up the paper.
"Look, I'm sure there are no fingerprints on it, but this guy forgot something. To be able to know that we accepted Jennifer's request in such a short time and even leave a printed paper … There's only one place in Hell's Kitchen that fits this timeline." Zhu Guangming looked at the paper for a while and then put it into the small bag.
"Next, we just need to go to the printing shop and take a look at the CCTV …" Zhu Guangming led Frank out.
But then, Zhu Guangming and Frank clearly experienced the huge power of the other party, as well as the wide implications of this case.
Soon after he hit the road, he received a check-out notice from the landlord. Then, he received a call from NYPD, who told him that Zhu Guangming had been reported for theft.
"This is a warning, a very obvious warning. If we continue to investigate, then we will probably see those guys." Frank frowned. Although he knew that it would be difficult, he didn't expect it to be so difficult.
"What should we do?" Frank looked at his old friend.
"Give up. We can't take this case." Zhu Guangming sighed. But looking at the other party's eyes, Frank understood what his old friend was thinking.
Sure enough, after the call to say that they couldn't take Jennifer's case, the landlord called again to say that they didn't need to check out, and the police said that it was all a misunderstanding.
More importantly, when Zhu Guangming returned to the office, he saw a brand-new car parked downstairs. It was exactly the same as his car, and there was a check for fifty thousand dollars on the table.
"Tsk, tsk. You really are the great detective Zhu. You only went out for a while, and you received fifty thousand dollars," Frank exclaimed.
Zhu Guangming nodded and then checked his office to make sure that there were no bugs.
"But I'm more concerned about how I should use the fifty thousand dollars." Zhu Guangming pointed at the wooden door behind his bookshelf with a puzzled look on his face.
"… Let's go to Las Vegas." Frank drew his weapon and followed behind Zhu Guangming. He pushed the door open and walked in.
"Welcome to Dream Restaurant, dear guests ~" Betty greeted them with a smile.
"Restaurant? Is there anything to eat? "Zhu Guangming glanced around, then held his companion's hand and walked in calmly.
"This is the menu, sir." Betty handed over the menu with a smile.
"Oh? Hua Xia dishes? Please give me two servings of boiled beef, two servings of mapo tofu, and a bowl of three delicacies soup. "Zhu Guangming's eyes lit up, and then he immediately ordered the dishes.
"Okay, manager ~ Two servings of boiled beef …" Zhu Guangming couldn't help but shake his legs as he watched Betty go into the kitchen.
"Zhu, what's wrong?" Frank looked at his friend curiously.
"This restaurant is not in our world. This restaurant is at least a hundred square meters in size. It can't be hidden behind my bookshelf." Zhu Guangming took a sip of his wolfberry black tea and relaxed his nerves.
"Then Jenny's case …" Frank nodded. He trusted his friend's judgment.
"We'll investigate it in private, but we need to think of a way …" Zhu Guangming didn't believe that Frank would trust him so much, so it was impossible to do it openly.
Chen Ze stood in the kitchen and looked at the two guests in the restaurant. Then he confirmed that the black-haired man should be his compatriot.
"Boiled beef … I haven't cooked this dish yet, but I remember it's in the menu." Chen Ze flipped through the menu. He still bought some recipe books in the kitchen.
"… I suddenly feel that this restaurant might not be very professional." Zhu Guangming was a little disappointed.
"What's wrong?" Frank was confused. In his opinion, Betty was a very hot chick.
"Sigh … Have you seen a chef who looks through the menu before cooking?" Zhu Guangming sighed. He deliberately chose a place where he could see the open kitchen.
So he saw Chen Ze looking through the menu.
"…" Are you a f * cking peeping tom? Chen Ze was a little speechless.
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