That afternoon, at the Brooklyn Police Department.
Matthew walked out of the chief's office and nodded at Wang Jian.
Wang Jian patted Lily on the shoulder, stood up, and then walked into the chief's office.
"Mr. Wang, are you really going to donate half a million US dollars to the Brooklyn and Bronx Police Unions?" asked a middle-aged white man in police uniform, his face all smiles.
"Yes," Wang Jian replied, not in the mood to beat around the bush. "My request is simple, I will personally offer a reward, as long as Gene can come back."
"During this period, I hope that the Brooklyn and Bronx police departments can be more lenient about certain matters, and not react too quickly."
The two chiefs exchanged glances, then nodded at the same time.
In other words, just by maintaining the usual security in the Bronx and Brooklyn districts, they could get this money.
Seeing that they agreed, Wang Jian left behind two checks and turned to leave.
