Sonny Piero is dead, and the pattern among the New York Mafia families has become more complicated, but what is certain is that the Pacino family will fill the vacuum and take over Brooklyn.
As the New York Times published, there are more rumors There are various versions of the rumors circulating, but they all point to the Pacino family.
Old Anthony didn't care about these accusations, because it was indeed not him who did it.
The strange thing was that even with his intelligence network, he couldn't find out who the real culprit was.
At this time, the real culprit who bombarded Piero had returned to the West Point campus and once again stood in the principal's office of Brigadier General MacArthur.
Standing with him was graduating senior George Howard.
The two of them were charged with mobilizing cadets without permission and robbing military supplies.
The charges were quite serious and required a prison sentence according to military law.
Although there was a cause, military law was ruthless, and even the principal had no right to show mercy outside the law.
MacArthur was expressionless as he sat on a large chair and looked at the two students: "Do you have anything else to say?"
"No, sir."
The two of them looked at each other and replied with their heads held high, as if they had not made any mistakes at all.
"Okay, I will convene a temporary military court to try you."
MacArthur made a gesture, and the military police opened the door and escorted the two people away.
The military court is composed of a military judge, lawyers and a jury.
The trial is held at the West Point Auditorium on a selected day.
Almost all the court hearings are military personnel.
The judge, prosecutors and defense lawyers are all active military personnel.
The jury is composed of West Point cadets, teachers and West Point students.
It was composed of town residents, and the auditorium was filled with military cadets wearing gray uniforms.
The two defendants were escorted by the military police and walked slowly into the court.
Chen Zikun and George Howard were wearing straight student uniforms and standing in the dock with their heads held high.
They looked less like prisoners awaiting trial than like generals waiting for a speech.
The trial began, and the atmosphere in the court was tense.
Everyone listened attentively to the prosecution prosecutor's case statement.
The facts of this case were quite clear, and the evidence was extremely conclusive.
It was a certainty.
It took the prosecutor five minutes to finish his statement.
The defense lawyer issued He exaggerated the critical situation at the time of the incident, but the prosecutor gave a strong rebuttal, saying that the gangster had already done what he wanted to do, and that blocking him at this time would cause unnecessary casualties, and that the criminal case should be handled by The police are in charge, not the military.
The two sides engaged in a heated debate.
The judge adjourned the trial and the jury negotiated.
Half an hour later, the court reopened to pronounce the verdict.
The jury representative spoke.
He was a serious West Point military instructor whose family also lived in the town.
"The jury unanimously found that the defendant was guilty."
There was an uproar, and the cadets stood up angrily to protest.
The judge had to slam his gavel to stop the chaos and announced: "It is now pronounced that the defendants Chen Zikun and George Howard are guilty of damaging public property and sentenced to a fine of two hundred dollars."
Chen Zikun and George looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.
When the judge asked the defendant if he had anything else to say, George raised his hand and said, "Your honor, we have something to say."
The judge agreed.
"Chen, please tell me."
George said modestly.
"It's better you do it."
Chen Zikun said with a smile.
After all, this sudden disaster was caused by himself.
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George always likes to be in the limelight, so it would be better to give him this opportunity.
George's words were very short, just one sentence: "If I could do it again, I would do it again, thank you everyone."
There was a burst of applause from the auditorium.
Although the temporary court sentenced two people lightly, the school rules are not that easy to get around.
Students who are found guilty by the military court cannot continue to study at West Point.
This is an iron law that no one can shake.
Dormitory 306 was gloomy and gloomy.
Chen Zikun and George had received a notice from the school asking them to leave school within one day.
They changed out of their school uniforms and put on casual clothes.
They packed their luggage with great sadness.
Compared with Chen Zikun, George was even more unlucky, and there were several others.
He was about to graduate in a few months and could wear the army uniform and second lieutenant epaulettes as he wished.
However, this sudden incident shattered his dream of more than ten years into pieces.
Silently folding up the gray uniform and putting it into the suitcase.
The uniforms of West Point students are made of three colors: gray, black, and gold, which respectively symbolize the three ingredients of gunpowder: saltpeter, charcoal, and sulfur.
This is a story told by my father. , as he grew up in childhood, his father was a veteran, and his biggest ideal was to train his son to become an officer, but it was a pity that he let him down.
The classmates in the dormitory came forward to hug George and Chen Zikun in turn, comforting the two classmates who were about to leave school.
The two walked out of the dormitory carrying their suitcases, and saw the corridor full of students.
With a bang, everyone stood at attention and saluted.
The two immediately dropped their suitcases, stood upright, raised their hands to their foreheads, and saluted for a long time.
Outside the window, the melodious sound of the trumpet came, and everyone turned to look.
The sunset was shining on the Stars and Stripes, reflecting red light.
They left the gate of West Point with great sadness and looked back at the green grassy campus.
The two of them were filled with emotion, pressed down the brim of their hats, picked up their suitcases and turned around to leave.
"George, where are you going?"
Chen Zikun asked.
"I want to go to New York, maybe be an accountant or something, what about you?"
George replied half-jokingly.
"Perhaps I will have an exciting job waiting for me in New York."
Chen Zikun said.
Now he has reached the end of his rope.
He can't continue his studies, he still owes a lot of debt, and he doesn't even have the travel expenses to return to China.
At present, he is the only option.
The way out is to work for the Pacino family.
The Mafia always likes to recruit hard-blooded gunmen like himself.
Suddenly, a car sped up and stopped beside them.
Chen Zikun immediately drew his gun in his hand.
An unfamiliar face stuck out of the car window and raised his hands in front of the gun: "Hi, I don't mean any harm."
"Get out of the car and put your hand where I can see it."
Chen Zikun's hand holding the gun remained motionless.
The man got out of the car obediently and put his hands on the roof of the car.
"George, search him."
Chen Zikun pointed his gun.
George went forward to search him, and sure enough he found a .44-caliber Colt revolver.
"Which family are you from?"
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Chen Zikun asked, but he was nervous in his heart.
It would be terrible if the other party was from the New York Police Department.
He used mortars to kill so many people in Piero's family.
There is no flaw, no evidence is left, but as long as someone is careful, they can trace it here.
"Friend, don't be nervous, I still have a few things on me that can prove my identity."
The stranger said.
George continued to search, and sure enough he found a gun license and a certificate from the Pinkerton Detective Agency.
"Friend, I am a private detective.
I have been looking for a guy named Wolf Hanks for two years.
This man is nicknamed the Killer Wolf.
He once killed fifteen people in Chicago, and one of them belonged to a local rich man.
Son, so there is a reward of ten thousand dollars on him.
I just came from the Orange County Police Department.
They told me two names, Chen and Howard, I think they are you two."
Chen Zikun was relieved, lowered the muzzle of his gun, looked at each other with George, and grinned.
"I think the guy you are talking about is about six feet four inches tall, a strong elephant-headed bear, and has a deep scar on his face.
He is a veritable ugly monster, right?"
Chen Zikun said.
The detective said: "Yes, we tried to catch him several times but failed.
Instead, he injured several colleagues.
Unexpectedly, someone captured him alive.
It was not easy.
I want to know how you caught him. of" Chen Zikun smiled and said nothing.
George said: "That's right, the killer wolf was killed by this brave soldier with a mortar."
The detective looked incredulous: "Oh, God, mortar."
"Man, you just said ten thousand dollars, can you elaborate on this matter?"
George put his arm around the private detective's shoulders and was very affectionate.
"Get in the car, let's find a place to have a drink," the detective said.
The three of them took a car to Orange County, found a cafe, and discussed the situation in detail.
After confirmation, the detective took out a check for $10,000 and asked the two to sign for it.
"If you two are interested, you can come to our place and give it a try."
The detective left a business card and left.
Suddenly they had 10,000 US dollars, and the sadness of being expelled from school suddenly diminished a lot.
The two of them found a bar and ordered two double shots of whiskey.
They drank it all in one gulp, ordered two more, and later took the whole bottle.
He came over to blow on the bottle, and while he was half drunk and half awake, he somehow got into a conflict with the people at the next table.
All eight people on the other side were knocked to the ground by Chen Zikun.
The police arrived quickly and were about to blow the siren, but were stopped by George.
A wine bottle was knocked over.
When they woke up, they were already squatting in the cells of the Orange County Police Department.
Assaulting a police officer is a serious crime, but the two people who were about to be imprisoned did not care.
They were both expelled from the school.
This matter did not matter.
However, after waiting for a long time, they did not see the county court for questioning.
Instead, four military police came to take them.
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They go back.
The two looked at each other, wondering what had happened.
Now that they were no longer part of the army, why were they still using the military police.
After being escorted all the way back to West Point Military Academy, MacArthur came to the principal's office again.
MacArthur was as calm as water, sitting in the large chair and looking at the two people.
"It seems like it was a wise decision to fire you two."
"Yes, sir," the two men replied in unison, still standing straight and showing no sign of repentance.
MacArthur stood up and walked a few steps with his hands behind his back.
His height of 1.9 meters and his majestic general demeanor put a lot of pressure on the two trainees.
"I hope that when you are fighting the enemy, you can also maintain the enthusiasm and courage to deal with the Orange County police, because you represent West Point."
MacArthur said suddenly.
The adjutant knocked on the door and came in, presenting two documents.
MacArthur quickly signed his name on them, handed one to George and said: "You will transfer to the Annapolis Naval Academy to continue your studies."
He handed another copy to Chen Zikun: "Congratulations, you graduated
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