Bresta had previously suspected that William Vanderbilt's death was related to Paul, but because there was no evidence, he did not move Paul Vanderbilt.

Now there is also no evidence, but because of the bad relationship between Paul and Li Mu, Bresta no longer hesitates, if it is a different person, the people who want to arrest the Vanderbilt family may weigh it carefully, but Bresta does not need to, with Li Mu and Will as backers, Bresta is not worried that the power of the Vanderbilt family will backer against him.

"What did you say, Mr. Director? Do you want me to go with you to the police station? "Paul Vanderbilt couldn't believe his ears, when did the police dare to come to trouble the Vanderbilt family? The tiger is not powerful, you should really be a sick cat.

"Yes, Mr. Paul Vanderbilt, you are suspected of being involved in a murder case, so please come back to the police station with me to assist in the investigation." Bresta repeated again, and this time Paul Vanderbilt heard clearly, and he really did not hear it wrong.

"Mr. Director, do you know what you're doing?" Perhaps because the anger had reached its peak, Paul Vanderbilt calmed down instead.

"Yes, I'm pretty sure, Mr. Vanderbilt, I have a Search Warrant from the NYPD here, maybe I'm going to take some of your personal belongings with me, uh, Mr. Avar is there, that's the best, I hope you don't get me wrong, it's just normal procedure." Bresta will do whatever it wants, leaving no way back.

Taking Paul Vanderbilt away from his home and searching Paul Vanderbilt's office is clearly a face-tearing rhythm, as long as this matter spreads, regardless of whether William's death has anything to do with Paul, I'm afraid Paul Vanderbilt can't say clearly, if it's more serious, maybe someone will blame Paul Vanderbilt for Conelliers' death.

"Okay, good, so can I make a call now?" Paul Vanderbilt knows that since Bresta is here, then there is no room for maneuver, Bresta will definitely not let him go, Paul Vanderbilt wants to get Bresta away first through his own connections, even if Paul Vanderbilt goes to the police station to report later, it is better than being taken away from his home by the police.

"Of course you can, you're not a criminal, of course you have the right to call, but it's best to hurry up, everyone is busy." Bresta was so busy that he didn't care if Paul Vanderbilt called for help.

In New York, the Vanderbilt family is indeed very powerful, but this strength is relative, if compared with those small businessmen, the Vanderbilt family is an absolutely unshakable behemoth, but if compared with the Horse Group, the current Vanderbilt family is a bit insufficient, after all, Paul Vanderbilt has never been in contact with family affairs before, and the political resources of the Vanderbilt family are controlled by Cornelius and William, and Paul doesn't even know who to call.

In fact, it is useless to call anyone, the United States is a federal country, even President Hayes does not necessarily have more power in New York than Governor Arthur, and both the governor and the mayor in New York are Li Mu's friends, at least their relationship with Li Mu is better than that with Paul Vanderbilt.

That's enough.

Who should I call? When he picked up the earpiece, Paul Vanderbilt kept asking himself, but what Paul Vanderbilt never expected was that when he put the earpiece to his ear, there was a busy sound coming from the earpiece.

"Damn, what's wrong with this call?" Paul Vanderbilt's emotions finally got out of control, and then Paul Vanderbilt thought that the phone was also a product of the Horse Group, and there was no need to ask, this must be the ghost of the Horse Telecom Company.

"Paul, calm down." Mabel's brow furrowed, and he had to remind Paul Vanderbilt to be polite again.

"I'm a calm ghost, a bunch of bastards, villains who fall into the well, guys who look down on people, damn it, I want them to die, I want them all to die-" Paul Vanderbilt was furious, leaving Mabel's words behind, and now if Li Mu stood in front of Paul Vanderbilt, Paul Vanderbilt would shoot Li Mu to death, and then whip the corpse for three days and three nights.

"Mr. Vanderbilt, you just said - who are you going to die?" Bresta suddenly interjected, as if Paul Vanderbilt had just said something inappropriate.

"Damn, you all deserve to die, you all deserve to go to hell-" Paul Vanderbilt knows the relationship between Bresta and Li Mu, and just look at how good the relationship between Springfield Security and the New York City Police Department is to know the extent of Li Mu's personal relationship with Bresta.

Speaking of excitement, Paul Vanderbilt suddenly pulled open a drawer and pulled out a silvery-white short-barreled python-type detective pistol.

"Paul, put down your gun!" Mabel was shocked, if it was usual, now that Bresta was present, maybe Bresta would take advantage of the problem.

"Mr. Paul, calm down." Alva was horrified and frightened that it was not a good idea to draw a gun in front of the police, who were given the right to defend themselves when they felt their safety was threatened.

"Put down the gun! I order you to put down your gun! Bresta was also quick to react, and almost at the same time that Paul Vanderbilt took out his pistol, Bresta also pulled out the python police pistol on his waist and aimed the gun at Paul Vanderbilt in a shooting position.

"Orders? What kind of thing are you? Paul Vanderbilt is so big, he has never been so angry, and he has never been ordered by the police, not even the chief of police, while speaking, Paul Vanderbilt subconsciously dropped the muzzle of the gun and moved in the direction of Bresta.

"Don't-"

"Paul—" Mabel and Alva exclaimed at the same time.

Bang! Phew!

Bresta did not hesitate, the first shot hit Paul Vanderbilt in the chest, the second and third shots hit Paul Vanderbilt in the head one after another, Paul Vanderbilt's body shook, fell directly to the ground like a piece of rotten wood, only convulsed twice, and then there was no movement.

"Mr. Director, look at what you've done?" Alva fell to her knees, clutched her head in disbelief, and watched Bresta yell.

"Paul—" Mabel couldn't accept this reality at all, and fell to the ground as soon as his body went limp.

"You see, he just tried to attack me, if it wasn't for my quick reaction, I would be the one who fell to the ground now." Bresta didn't dare to be careless, and kept the muzzle of the gun on the ground at Paul Vanderbilt, until he kicked Paul Vanderbilt's gun far away, then he took a breath and put the gun back in the holster.

God can testify that just now Bresta was also nervous and did not dare to breathe.

"How could Mr. Paul attack you? The insurance of Mr. Paul's gun was not even opened. Alva is still arguing with his arguments, as if he wins the argument, Paul Vanderbilt will be resurrected.

"You mean, before I defend myself, I have to see if the gun in the suspect's hand has been safed? Only you lawyers do that, we police never do this, we are trained to do this, as long as you pull out your gun, then you will definitely open the insurance as soon as possible. "Bresta doesn't care so much, it's the police's right to shoot and subdue criminals, and if Paul Vanderbilt had shot first, then no one would have worried about Bresta.

No, Li Mu and Will must be worried.

"Look what you did, how could you actually shoot Mr. Vanderbilt in Mr. Vanderbilt's house? How dare you? Alva muttered to herself, still unable to accept the fact.

"Tom, you two can testify that Mr. Paul Vanderbilt pointed a gun at us just now, and I was forced to defend myself." Bresta also has a witness, and the director personally handled the case, and he would definitely not come alone, which is not in accordance with the procedure.

"Yes, we showed Mr. Vanderbilt the Search Warrant according to the normal procedure, and then Vanderbilt took out a gun and pointed it at us, because the situation was urgent, and no one had time to tell whether Mr. Paul Vanderbilt's gun had been opened or not." Tom, like most Americans, loves humor, but sometimes it's out of place.

"Alright then, you'll search later, and I'll find out why Mr. Vanderbilt was pointing a gun at us just now." Bresta is still pretending to be stupid, and he must be convicted of Paul Vanderbilt's crime of "assaulting the police".

"No problem, we'll get to work right away." Tom waved his hand out the door, and five or six heavily armed policemen rushed in.

For the police, the search is an absolute specialty, even if there is no evidence, eighty percent can find evidence, not to mention that a business like the Vanderbilt family must have something unsightly, if you can't find evidence, then it's not bad to find these secrets.

Walking out of the main building of the Vanderbilt family, Bresta felt that the cold sweat had soaked through his underwear, it was really a bit dangerous just now, after the gunshot, the police and the Vanderbilt family's security personnel crowded the room.

At this time, let alone maintaining restraint, a single action or a look may trigger a scuffle.

Although Bresta was the chief of police, he only brought three entourages with him to handle the case, and there were more than 20 security personnel in Paul Vanderbilt's house at that time.

Paul Vanderbilt's home on Harlem River Avenue on the banks of the River Easter covers more than a hectare, which is a bit too large in downtown Manhattan.

When he got into the car, Bresta breathed a sigh of relief, it was not Li Mu's instruction to kill Paul Vanderbilt, it can only be said that Paul Vanderbilt died by himself, but he ran into Bresta This lawless guy deserves to be unlucky.

Soaring all the way to Governor's Island, Bresta was the first to inform Li Mu of Paul Vanderbilt's death.

"Dead? How did he die? Li Mu was also surprised, the Vanderbilt family has been a little unlucky recently, this has just held a funeral, and it is estimated that it will come again in a few days.

"I killed him, and he was pointing a gun at me, and I had no choice." Bresta told the truth, killing Paul Vanderbilt is not a trivial matter, after all, Paul Vanderbilt is the current head of the Vanderbilt family, and the Vanderbilt family is not easy to mess with.

"Really, you said that you have to learn from me, an arms seller, to dance knives and guns, you really don't know whether to live or die." Li Mu made a pun, death is death, people cannot be resurrected after death, and people who are alive are more important.

"It's cheaper for him to die like this, and I've prepared a solitary cell for him—" Bresta was still a little dissatisfied and didn't put the head of the Vanderbilt family in prison, which made Bresta regret that there were not many such opportunities, maybe once in a lifetime.

"It's enough to get to this point now, don't make any more extraneous things, we only take what we should take." Li Mu gave Bresta a reassurance, and he had to hug Bresta no matter what, although this would bring trouble to Li Mu, but Li Mu's trouble was never less, so it didn't matter if there was one more or less.

"I came with the "Search Warrant", I just wanted to ruin Paul Vanderbilt's entire reputation, but I didn't expect to send him directly to heaven." Bresta is also reviewing, and he knew that he should discuss it with Li Mu first, maybe he would get more benefits.

Li Mu shook his head and picked up the phone casually, since it is no longer possible to send charcoal in the snow, then take advantage of the fire to rob.

"Hello Mr. Ream, how can I help you?" The operator's voice is sweet, this is a special operator serving Governor's Island, not to mention that it is snowing heavily, even if there is a knife in the sky, Li Mu's phone will not be busy.

"Help me pick up Mr. Rockefeller-" Li Mu was unhurried, and there was already a bit of the majesty of the superior in his words.

It didn't take long for Rockefeller's somewhat distorted voice to come from the phone: "Ream, what's the matter?" ”

"Paul Vanderbilt is dead." Li Mu directly.

"Dead? How did he die? Rockefeller's reaction was exactly the same as Li Mu's.

Li Mu relayed Bresta's words as they were, and Rockefeller was silent for a moment, and then sighed faintly: "Ream, it has nothing to do with you-"

Although it is a question sentence, it is not a questioning tone, and it is a bit of a force to believe that Li Mu has nothing to do with this matter.

"Of course not, I haven't been presumptuous to that extent, it's just an accident, it is estimated that Paul has been hit one after another in the past few days, and his emotions are a little out of control, and Bresta is a little nervous, so this happened." Li Mu categorically denied it, not to mention that it was not Li Mu's doing, even if it was instructed by Li Mu, it would never be admitted.