Chapter 25 Come To Hell's Kitchen At Night

 The restaurant door opened and Foggy and Matt entered.

 Foggy complained as he walked, "Matt, I said we should come early, you're wasting too much time on that girl, and Alvin's steak is sold out at this point."

 Matt smiled and ignored Foggy's complaints. Matt looked fine and seemed to have rested well over the last two days.

 The guide rod spun beautifully in his hand and tapped Foggy's waist lightly.

 Foggy jumped as if he had been electrocuted, waved his arms, and shouted, "Okay okay, our lawyer Matt is a dedicated lawyer, you definitely didn't do it because the girl was hot. Oh, and the sound is HOT too!"

 Foggy jumped out of Matt's attack range, and walked like Jackson, ushering the fat tiger version of the treasure to the front of the bar.

 Greeted Michael and Scott cheerfully, and shouted at Alvin: "Alvin, you have to save me, my stomach is telling me that you need to save him now. Whatever it is, I need it now, Fill it up."

 Laura was sitting on a barstool at the bar. Misty's intimidation didn't scare her. Instead, Foggy's behavior caught her attention. She rested his chin on her hands and looked at Foggy with interest.

 Foggy noticed Laura's excessive attention, covered his face with his hands, and ran fast with his feet in place, like a fanatical fan, shouting "Ah~" softly.

 "Wow~ is this our little princess from Hell's Kitchen? Oh my God, you are so beautiful, you look like a real princess!"

 Laura "giggled" at Foggy, hugged her stomach, and got off the high stool.

 Alvin caught it quickly, and Laura, who was about to sit on the ground with a smile, hugged Alvin and looked at Foggy.

 Ignoring this living treasure, Alvin greeted Matt, "Hi~ Matt, your face looks good!"

 Matt was wearing red sunglasses, probably because he had had enough rest, his face was very rosy, he came closer and said with a smile: "The last two days have been very good, there are a group of cute birds always flying in Hell's Kitchen, Alvin, do you know?"

 Alvin snorted and laughed: "Maybe the crumbs I sprinkled on the roof played a role, who knows? But that's a good thing, isn't it?"

 Matt smiled lightly and said, "That's a good thing, at least I slept well for two days." After that, he took off his sunglasses, revealing his gray eyes, and looked at Laura in Alvin's arms.

 Laura was very curious. This was another different person, which made her very happy. In the past two days, she met several different people. She felt these people were her own kind.

Misty, who was left on the side, her angry face started to turn blue.

 What controlled her from doing anything was her remaining little police instinct.

 She probably also felt something was wrong.

 Alvin doesn't know what's going on with this Misty?

 But you, a newly appointed chief, have offended two of the arguably best police officers in the Hell's Kitchen Police Department.

 She even came to the Peace Hotel to show his prestige, but her brain didn't look good.

 Sighing, Alvin didn't want to embarrass her, after all, she was a policewomen, looked at Misty, and said, "Officer Misty, I hope you can withdraw your accusations against me, everyone on the entire block knew last night. I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere. If you doubt me, please get a judge's warrant, and I will cooperate with your investigation. Don't sue other people, maybe you're used to it elsewhere, but, this is hell's kitchen, it won't work here!"

 Misty's face turned blue and she said coldly: "Yesterday you negotiated with the subordinates of the Black Bear Bloody Jesen. After negotiations failed, Black Bear and his subordinates were seriously injured and hospitalized. At the same time, Bloody Jesen's Long Island villa was attacked and 36 people were injured. There are no survivors. You're telling me that this matter has nothing to do with you? I don't care if you guys are beaten and killed, but there are some innocent servants and gardeners among those 36 people. Don't let me find evidence, you will pay!"

 Alvin looked at the Big Apple police chief speechlessly. The old fox was holding a glass of lemonade and staring intently, as if he hadn't heard the conversation between Misty and Alvin.

 Alvin ignored this impulsive female police officer, smiled, looked at Chief George, and said, "You must hate her so much that you transferred her to Hell's Kitchen."

 George could not be indifferent to this kind of accusation, and said firmly: "Ms. Misty Knight, is an excellent police officer. We believe her arrival will bring changes to the law and order of Hell's Kitchen. That's why we adjusted She here." That serious nonsense is similar to the president of the United States who is always on TV.

George's words were so insincere that Misty could hear them.

 She finally felt that she might have done something wrong.

 Glancing at Michael and Scott, saw them lowering their heads in silence, looking at Director George with pale faces.

 Being stared at like this by his subordinates, George couldn't bear it no matter how thick-skinned he was, and said with a wry smile: "I know you, Alvin, I have read all your information. You are a wonderful man. You took him to Hell's Kitchen for a year. The changes are more than what our police have done in the last ten years. But the maintenance of law and order still depends on our police."

 "The director of Hell's Kitchen has been vacant for more than a year, and Misty is the most suitable director candidate in my opinion. So I came here with her today and wanted to get to know you." Looking at Misty, Michael, and Scott behind him, George shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I now somewhat doubt whether she is capable of the job."

 George's words were sincere, and Alvin was sure he had the heart to trouble himself.

 Look at Michael and say, "Michael, for God's sake! Tell your new chairman where I was yesterday?"

 Michael rubbed his nose in embarrassment and said, "Mr. Alvin was at the restaurant yesterday, where he was negotiating with a black bear. The content of these negotiations is to distance the other party from children in school and minors in society. And the black bear is now Intact, I have reason to believe that Mr. Alvin has nothing to do with Long Island. Because there's no need."

 Misty looked suspiciously at Michael, who didn't speak with a pale face.

 Misty felt so stupid right now. She could feel the rejection and distrust towards her by the police officers at the police station. She impulsively chooses the wrong object of power, and shows her the most stupid in front of her boss. On the one hand, is there anyone more embarrassed than her on her first day in office?

 Alvin looked at Misty and said, "Officer Misty, I welcome you to come to Hell's Kitchen to be the chief of the police station, but you must first prove that you are a qualified police officer before you can let everyone listen to you. That's the rule of Hell's Kitchen, whether it's the street or the police station, it's the same."

 Misty looked at Alvin and said coldly, "So how can I prove that I am the right person?"

 Alvin laughed and said: "It's very simple, come to Hell's Kitchen at night to explore."

 Misty said in disbelief, "Is it that simple?"

 Alvin said with a smile: "After a week, as long as you are still alive or not running away. I will come to you and say, welcome to Hell's Kitchen!"

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