Chapter 2074: Who did it

Latest URL: Before Sanders could respond, Ye Tian continued:
"In addition to the open posts and secret posts set up by the New York police and your FBI, the media reporters guarding the apartment building can also provide strong proof that I did not leave my home last night.
It can be seen that the series of killings that occurred last night has nothing to do with me, and you shouldn't find me either! This may be a dispute within the Mafia, but it looks more like murder.
But for these killings, I am happy to see it happen. For the citizens of New York, this is also a very pleasant thing. Those guys are all scumbags, and they are more than guilty! "
Hearing this, Sanders couldn't help rolling his eyes anger, and complained to himself.
The death of those Mafia scumbags in the Gambino family has nothing to do with you bastard? I wouldn't believe it even if I killed him, but I wouldn't be able to believe it for anyone else.
Although I thought so in my heart, Sanders couldn't think of a rebuttal for a while, let alone how depressed it was.
Ye Tian looked at this old friend and continued smiling and said:
"Sanders, can you reveal the identity of the Mafia scumbags who were killed last night? I want to know who is secretly calculating me to help the Sicilian scumbags?"
When the voice fell, Sanders said in an angry tone:
"Steven, stop acting, you don't know the identities of those Mafia scumbags? How is it possible? Even if you don't know, I can't reveal the identities of those scumbags, even if they are all dead!"
Hearing this, Anderson, who was sitting aside, immediately prepared to intervene and warned Sanders to pay attention to his words.
However, Ye Tian reached out his hand in time to press down and stopped Anderson.
"Whether you believe it or not, Sanders, but I still have to say, I really don't know the identities and hiding places of those guys. Since you don't intend to reveal the identities of those scumbags, I can't force it.
I have answered your question. The killings that happened last night were not my work, and there are many people who can prove it. Can you lift your doubts on me? "
"That's right, Steven, you do have a lot of witnesses that can prove that you haven't left this top apartment last night, but the witnesses are not enough. More evidence is needed.
If I’m not wrong, this luxury apartment must be equipped with the top security system and many surveillance cameras. Can we see the surveillance data last night? "
"There is no problem looking at the surveillance data, Sanders, but there is one thing I must explain. Every day after we return to the apartment, we will turn off the surveillance probes at home and only turn on the outside of the apartment.
This is to protect personal privacy. No one wants to expose their private life under surveillance probes. The same is true for us. After returning home last night, I turned off all surveillance probes at home.
However, the corridors, elevators, rooftops, and the facades of the apartment buildings, as well as the surveillance probes covering the streets outside the apartment, were all turned on last night, and the video surveillance data were intact.
It can be seen from these video surveillance data that I did not leave my home last night, which is enough to prove that the series of killings in New York last night has nothing to do with me!
I can provide these video surveillance data, but they must be kept strictly confidential, because these surveillance data will expose the location of various outdoor surveillance probes, which will bring security risks.
In other words, if you want to see these video surveillance materials, you must go through legal procedures, and try to minimize the number of people contacting these surveillance materials. I believe this is not difficult to understand."
Hearing this, Sanders' eyes couldn't help but a flash of doubt.
Steven, the bastard, is so confident, is it possible that he did not do the series of killings last night? So who is it, who has such a strong strength?
Looking at Sanders, who was confused, Ye Tian couldn't help flashing a hint of playfulness in the depths of his eyes, which was fleeting.
Next, Sanders asked a few more questions, and then took the subordinate to get up and leave, still confused when he left.
Ye Tian personally sent them out the door and to the elevator entrance.
When the elevator door opened and Sanders and the others were about to enter the elevator, Ye Tian suddenly smiled and asked:
"Saunders, the boss of the Gambino family and the other high-level figures, when will they come out of your FBI New York branch building, I really want to visit those famous scumbags!"
Hearing this, Sanderston was as if he had been in a hold technique, and he was stunned in the same place, his eyes were so staring that they flew out of his eyes!
Steven, this crazy bastard, does he want to kill him? Kill all the big guys in the Gambino family? That would definitely cause an extremely war.
If he really dared to do this, New York would be over, and it would surely become a and battlefield.
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After Sanders and the others left, Ye Tian discussed with Anderson for a while, discussing how to deal with the next investigation by the New York police and the FBI.
The answer is simple, no matter whether you do it or not, you cannot admit it to death.
In a blink of an eye, it was already a quarter past nine in the morning.
The numerous media reporters who stood outside the apartment building in the cold wind, looking forward to see through, finally waited for the opportunity to interview.
When these media reporters saw the apartment building door opened, Ye Tian and the others came out of the building and immediately rushed up to try to interview Ye Tian.
As in the past, these media reporters were once again stopped by the police who maintained order at the scene, but Ye Tian did not refuse to interview this time.
Taking this opportunity, he publicly announced that the person who ambushed himself in the underground garage of the Rockefeller Center yesterday and planted a large number of remote-controlled bombs came from the notorious Italian Mafia organization, "Our Cause."
This is what he is trying to put on "our cause", and he is also using the power of the media and public opinion to deliberately build momentum to put pressure on the US and Italian governments to get them to come forward to wipe out "our cause."
As for the contradiction or hatred between himself and "our career", he also briefly introduced it.
Of course it was those Italian Mafia scum who wanted to rob them of their own treasures and wealth. Who knew they had chosen the wrong opponent and kicked it on the iron plate.
Not only "our business", the Gambino family was also hit by him.
He disclosed the collusion between the Gambino family and "Our Career", provided support for the Mafia scum from Sicily, and created the appalling ambush yesterday.
As for his purpose, he still uses the media and public opinion to pressure the US government, the New York City government and the police, and use their power to deal with the Gambino family.
In addition, he did not forget to separate himself, claiming that the series of killings that took place in New York last night had nothing to do with him, and he never went out after returning home at night.
Regarding this, the police and FBI agents guarding outside the apartment building, as well as many media reporters, can attest.
In addition, he also used a guessing tone to characterize the series of killings last night, claiming that it was likely to be a fight within the Mafia, or who was killing.
Between words, he faintly pointed the target at the senior members of the Gambino family, and poured a pot of dirty water on the mafia scumbags!
Anyway, those Mafia scumbags are already extremely dirty, stinking from head to toe, and they don't care about the dirty water.
After the performance, Ye Tian got on the car and left, heading straight to the Sotheby's auction house in Midtown Manhattan.
At ten o'clock this morning, Sotheby's Auction House will hold a large-scale auction, which can be regarded as a preview of the New York spring auction season this year, which is relatively important.
In this large-scale auction, there will be several antique works of art belonging to Ye Tian, ​​and each one is very valuable, so he rushed to participate.
At ten o'clock in the morning, just when the auction started, Ye Tian also happened to arrive, and under the leadership of the manager of Sotheby's Auction House, he walked into the auction venue.
His arrival immediately detonated the entire auction venue.
"I'm going! Why is this guy Steven here? He still wants to participate in the auction? This is not a good thing. Is it because he has taken a fancy to a certain antique art auctioned today and is ready to end up competing with us?"
"If he participates in this auction as a buyer, that's nothing. I'm afraid that he is not here to participate in the auction, but to fight with any enemy, then it will be troublesome.
Yesterday’s battle that shocked the world is still fresh in my memory. I think I’m scared, I hope God bless, such things don’t happen here, don’t let us run into it! "
The auction venue was like a pot~EbookFREE.me~ Everyone was talking about it. Everyone had a bit of horror in their eyes, and felt that their legs were weak, and they almost couldn't stand.
For all this, Ye Tian turned a blind eye, behaving like a okay person.
He greeted the collectors, antique art appraisal experts, and art dealers he knew, while striding to the front row of the auction venue.
Soon, the group of them came to the front row of the venue, sat down in the reserved seats, chatted in a low voice, and looked at the auction brochure.
The other people at the auction venue were still worried, one by one worried.
This plague-like fellow, wouldn't he bring war here and turn this auction venue into a shura field with bullets flying around and corpses everywhere?
Fortunately, such a thing did not happen.
As the auction progressed, people's attention gradually shifted, returning to the subject again, and began to compete for those exquisite and valuable antique works of art.