Chapter 97 Another victory of the son-in-law (please subscribe!!)

"It's already landed?"

"Look at that side."

George followed Beckett's finger gaze and saw that not far away, the men who looked like bodyguards had already stood up from the seat.

but……

George looked at the time on his watch.

It's 9:30 p.m.

“Advanced?”

"right."

Beckett thought for a while: "It looks like an hour earlier."

According to the original plan, Yarik Stani flew back from Los Angeles and landed at the Kennedy International Airport in New York at around 10:30 in the evening.

But now, it's an hour ahead of schedule.

But this is normal.

At the very least, for some people, or for those who know that someone is going to take their lives, it is normal to say a time and then be late.

Beckett shrugged, "At least, he wasn't late, wasn't he?"

George was slightly stunned, nodded, looking at the opening of the machine: "This is."

The goal is to arrive early, and they can get off work early.

If I'm late...

Although the New York Police Department strictly implements the overtime system and never deducts overtime pay, it is one thing not to deduct, and it is another thing to pay when it is paid.

The overtime pay for last month was still paid for February this year.

soon.

A look is somewhat similar to Obadaiya Stani, but Yarik Stani, who is twenty years younger than Obadaiya Stani, appears at the exit port.

After Yarik Stani appeared, several bodyguards stood tacitly on both sides, firmly protecting the former in the middle of them.

Seeing this, George and Beckett walked over with several police officers.

"Mr. Obadaiya."

"Detective Stacey."

Yarik Stani looked at George who was walking, shook hands with George, and said politely, "I'm sorry, I'm so late, I'm still bothering you. I'm sorry. In order to express my apology, I will donate three million to the police station to show my feelings."

Spend three million to buy the New York Police Department’s personal and attentive protection.

This is very cost-effective.

When George heard this, his eyes lit up: "Thank you so much, Mr. Obadaiya, I think our director will be very happy to hear this news."

Three million, at least you can pay overtime pay until last month.

This is a good thing.

but……

George looked at Yarik Stani with some curiosity: "Mr. Stani, I have a question. I heard that you were calling my team to escort me?"

Yarik nodded.

"Yes."

"Why?"

George said with some difficulty, "I am a detective in the murder team. It is my profession to solve the case, and escort is not."

Yarik Stani laughed: "Of course I know that if other killers were coming to take my life, I would definitely follow my friend's advice and let the FBI come and protect me."

George looked at Jarik and didn't speak.

This is the truth.

Kidnapping and protection are originally the specialty of the FBI, and wealthy families like Stanis like to deal with the FBI more than the local police station.

After Yarik Stani said this, the topic changed: "But the FBI has not dealt with the assassination killer this time, but Detective Stacy has dealt with him and almost almost caught him. This is why I chose Detective Stacy."

Although George had already had speculation and was sure before this, he was even more sure when he heard this from Yarik Stani.

“King?”

"Yes."

Yarik Stani said with a serious expression: "I have received the news that some people have been willing to open six million chips and want me to disappear and shut up."

While the big family is so willful, it almost means another thing, that is, there is no news that can be airtight.

Especially for the Stani family, who are striking a battle for legacy.

Yarik Stani, who found the key evidence from Los Angeles, naturally knew how much his younger brother Zach Stani wanted to disappear and shut up.

because……

Once he returns to New York, then Zach Stanie will soon fail.

However, Yarik Stani is different from his cruel and ruthless brother Zach Stani, because even now, Yarik Stani cannot believe that his younger brother Zach Stani would do such a fraternal act for the sake of inheritance.

This is why Yarik Stani knew who offered to take his life for $6 million without telling George Stacey in front of him.

Perhaps it is because of this that Obadaiya Stani prefers his youngest son Zach Stani rather than his eldest son.

"Let's go."

After saying this in a deep voice, Yarik Stani put away the sadness and loss that had just been revealed on his face, and a little confused, and smiled at George, "I hope Detective Stacey and your team can protect me until the trial after Halloween next week. Maybe you can take this opportunity to seize that killer King."

George thought of the news about Kevin, Esposito and Diuhawk that had just been heard, and nodded: "I will protect Mr. Stani's safety and will also catch the killer King."

"Thank you."

Yarik Stani said thank you again, then nodded to the bodyguard leader beside him, and then a group of people walked outside the airport in a scattered manner.

The six black suit security guards who came this time were also members of the Stani family's security team, and were also led by Yarik Stani's most trusted security captain.

But this is New York City. If the support of the New York Police Department is available, the greatest benefit will be.

At least, with the support of the New York Police Department, even if any gunfight occurs, it will be natural and will stand in the camp of justice.

soon.

When Yarik Stanie, George and Beckett came to the airport parking lot, they saw three police cars and a Ford sedan parked on the side.

"Drive the car over."

The security captain of the Stani family called out his team members with his sleeves, and then said to Yarik Stani on the side: "Sir, the car will arrive soon."

Yarik Stani nodded, then seemed to think of something, and looked at his own security captain: "I just need to take Detective Stacey's car."

The security captain frowned: "Sir..."

The detective’s car has no other functions except for the detective’s bonus.

Is there bulletproof glass?

Are there explosion-proof tires?

Yarik Stani reached out to stop the security captain's advice and looked at George with a smile: "I believe in people more than the car, especially the detective who is just one step away from being able to catch the killer King."

George smiled and said nothing.

When Yarik Stani said this for the first time, George regarded it as a compliment, but the second time, the more George listened, the more he felt that this was not a word of praise.

One sentence.

Almost, that wasn't caught.

Said.

Yarik Stani looked at George: "Detective Stacey, don't..."

The words have not ended!

Buzz!

A roar of the engine suddenly came out.

Several people looked in the direction of the engine roar. Not far away, a black Audi A8 suddenly rushed towards this side like pitch black lightning.

"What?"

"Shet."

"Killer King!"

"open……"

"Shishe!"
To be continued...