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A maverick billionaire...

My name is Gideon Reeves.

I built an empire making rockets, computers, robots...

Made over $100 billion. Know how I did it?

I'm an engineer.

...touched by tragedy...

- The money! - No!

My friend has been shot.

Where the hell are you people?!

...takes on the biggest engineering challenge

of his career...

I want justice for Elliot James Sully.

Give me the 13th district to run.

A civilian can't take over a police district.

They can, with a special appointment from this committee.

...to revolutionize a police force...

Technology doesn't solve cases, cops do.

You haven't met my technology.

- (CRIES OUT) - Wow...

...and save a city.

You guys are my partners.

We're gonna change the world.

You sure nobody followed you here?

No, man. We're all good.

All right, show me, don't tell me.

Target ready?

Ready as she's gonna be.

We had to use female mannequins?

This is an old dress factory.

There were no, like, dude-equins.

Nice shot, Murph.

Impressive.

Maybe too impressive.

See?

Armor-piercing bullets, just like I said.

Not even our new vests can stop 'em.

Tico, you got these bullets from Hunter?

Yep, badass assault rifle, too.

Illegal in all 50 states.

And that ain't even the half of it.

You can get anything from Hunter.

You can buy guns and ammo to bring down a freaking tank.

No joke, guys. A tank.

Think about that.

Local gangbangers get that kind of firepower?

No.

We got to put Hunter out of business ASAP.

Yeah...

...his testimony is not gonna cut it.

If you want Hunter arrested,

you're gonna need more.

You hear that, Tico?

Got to get me a face-to-face, pal.

No, you-you think Hunter's just gonna sell to anyone?

Well, he sells to you, doesn't he? Set it up.

Uh, that's not gonna work.

Um, then I guess we're not gonna help you with your drug charges

after all.

You heard the boss lady.

Guys, come on. Y-Y-You expect me

to walk up to Hunter with a freakin' cop?

That's a death sentence for me.

Only if he finds out, which he won't.

- Come on. - O-Okay. Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, I-I'll see what I can do.

Good.

We should get to the precinct, run this up the chain.

Tico, you get the ball rolling with Hunter.

Till the brass signs off.

Gonna take this bastard down.

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Yes, Murphy, there is a Santa Claus, and it's me.

I am the St. Nick of law enforcement.

Do you have any idea

how much stuff my elves have brought into the department

this week alone?

We boosted the horsepower in the Caddys,

we improved the flashbang grenades.

Hell, even the coffee is better.

I don't understand why

there's this vendetta against me and everything that I'm doing.

Gideon, the coffee's great, but don't expect milk and cookies

from the mayor. You pissed him off.

So what, now he... he sends the state attorney's office

- to investigate me? - Oh, no.

Not just any ASA. My ex-husband.

Scott's gonna continue talking to our cops

until he finds one that tells him

exactly what he wants to hear.

What time is this witch hunt supposed to start?

Scott's not here yet,

but he did send a list of people he wants to talk to,

starting with Officer Reyes.

The officer who took a bullet on my watch.

Yes, I imagine his review of my tenure

will be less than glowing.

Conrad's gonna talk to Reyes

once he's done screaming at Brandt.

This guy sweeps everyone for bugs.

It's just too dangerous.

It doesn't make sense, Captain.

What's going on in there?

Soldier?

Bit of a situation. We've been building a case

on a big-time weapon dealer. Brandt had a connection,

so we had him doing some undercover work.

Getting the sense there may be an issue.

Oh, yeah.

Brandt's supposed to make his first buy,

but Conrad won't sign off.

They've been going at it like this all morning.

Well, I came here to fix problems.

You're making a bad call.

No, I'm making a safe call.

What seems to be the problem?

Remember me?

Dashing billionaire genius who bought the place?

I spent the last six months working this C.I.

Now the captain says I got to step away.

He's a trained soldier.

It's just a friggin' buy-walk.

This guy sweeps everyone for bugs.

If you wear a wire, he's gonna find it

and I'm not sending you in there without a wire.

End of discussion.

Hang on. Hypothetically,

what if we had surveillance equipment

that he couldn't detect?

I know this kind of thing is like engineering catnip to you,

but before you start scratching the sofa,

this is an officer's life we're talking about.

As long as this son of a bitch is out there,

selling armor-piercing bullets,

every damn cop in the city is a target.

If you can build something, Gideon,

then build it.

Do you really think this is something you can do?

Come with me.

So what are we dealing with, here?

How exactly do these searches go

in an undercover situation?

Well, Hunter usually has one of those guns

that look for radio waves.

An RF scanner. All right, all right, all right,

so, uh, what I'm thinking is:

if we transmit in bursts, say every seven minutes,

they're gonna have a hard time picking it up.

Wait, so are you saying that we're only gonna be

in contact with Brandt every seven minutes?

It's based on a system I developed

for our spy satellites. Basically,

the less something transmits, the harder it is to find.

Too risky.

Yeah, well, the best moves usually are.

So, this is what I'm thinking.

Hook up a camera like this to a microscopic transmitter.

That's a camera?

It's from Reeves Medical.

It's used for surgery.

And then we hide it with a small microphone

in a piece of clothing. Like maybe a button, right?

- Would that work? - Sounds all right.

Cool, and then we just have to get the video

and the audio to the transmitter.

Pete, what's the smallest wire

that could handle that much data?

Uh, probably...

something like this.

Mm, that's too big.

- I mean, they'll find that. - We're talking

seven minutes of video in a three-second transfer.

It's like running the Chicago River through a garden hose.

Pete, when a woman tells you size matters,

it's best to stop arguing.

Hold on a second.

What if the wire is the clothes?

This is made

of Reeves Industries smart fabric.

Each thread is actually a tiny wire.

What if we make this into a jacket?

- A jacket? - Pete,

you used to sew your own wrestling costumes, right?

Gideon, you're talking about a $2 million jacket.

All right, so...

put some sequins on it, make it look nice.

Let's do this.

Hey.

I'm not on the board, what's going on?

ASA Murphy wants to talk to you.

About what?

You'll have to ask him.

Reyes,

hold up.

A little advice from someone who's been there:

when you're talking to lawyers from the city,

keep your eyes open and stay sharp.

You're the one who swore to protect and serve.

Folks outside the department, they have another agenda.

As long as you remember whose side you're on,

you'll be fine.