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"So" Selena looked at him.
Luke nodded thoughtfully: "So, we won't investigate anymore."
Selena: "Huh?"
Luke chuckled: "Can't we just let the person who dug up this case continue to investigate?"
Selena frowned: "Are you sure?"
Luke: "OK."
He already had a conflict with the rogue state police today. If he continues to investigate, he will have to kill a few rogue police officers directly.
Dealing with the Eisworth family, direct confrontation is too inefficient, and it is easy for the other party to be more vigilant and hide evidence.
Although he is not a judge, he does not need evidence that can go to court.
But if he wants to eliminate the power of the Ellsworth family in Los Angeles in one fell swoop, he cannot do it alone.
And he also prefers to hide in the dark and create the right time to act.
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Beside the highway, two state police officers found the handcuff keys from the wasteland a few hundred meters away and opened their own handcuffs.
The two of them looked at each other in shock.
"Fuxk! Who did they mess with? These two young men are definitely not simple." The Hispanic state trooper gritted his teeth and rubbed several places on his body.
The few blows Selina gave him on his back just now were not light.
The white state trooper said sullenly: "Why didn't you put the illegal drugs in the boy's clothes?"
The Hispanic state trooper was annoyed: "No more. I put it in my pants pocket before I came outuh"
He subconsciously fumbled in his pocket and paused. After a moment, he pulled it out, revealing a bag of small white crystals.
The white state trooper stared at him and said nothing.
The Hispanic state trooper was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "No, I really didn't touch it just now. Wait, is this guy a master thief?"
The white state trooper gritted his teeth: "Why the hell didn't you say he had super powers? How could he steal this thing and put it back right under our noses? My eyes never left his hands for a moment!" "
The Hispanic state trooper was speechless.
After a while, he said: "Karl, if we really put this thing in his pocket just now, would it be useful?"
The white state trooper Carl was questioned.
The answer to this question seems to be a no-brainer.
"What do you want to say? Julio." Carl asked in a deep voice.
Julio, a Hispanic state trooper, hesitated for a moment, then spoke: "Those two people just now could have filmed our confessions, but they had no intention of doing so. And Cole, who left his job a few years ago, looked very nervous. It's normal. If we continue to get mixed up in this matter, we may not live long enough to receive our pension."
Karl was silent for a moment, then walked towards his police car.
Julio also followed silently.
The police car started, turned around, and headed north.
After a while, Karl said: "Remember, we have not met the targets today, nor have we seen their IDs. If "those people" call this kind of thing again, do you know what to do?"
Julio let out a long breath: "I would rather have prostatitis relapse and go to the hospital to lie down than get involved in this mess anymore. Whoever wants to do it can do it! Labor is just a small policeman, not Ellsworth." The killer of the house.¡±
Karl frowned: "Shut up. Don't mention names, understand? We are us, and "those people" are "those people."
In the car, silence returned.
Under the setting sun, a police car drove northward alone.
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At night, in a rental warehouse-like place on the edge of downtown Los Angeles, two men were discussing a large amount of information.
Suddenly, the warehouse shutter door behind them opened.
The expressions of both of them changed. The balding middle-aged man unhooked the gun holster on his waist and was ready to draw his gun at any time.
At this time, the rolling shutter door rose to a high enough height, and the two of them were stunned for a moment when they saw the person coming.
Or the balding middle-aged man shouted: "Batman?"
The other man with long hair narrowed his eyes and said nothing. He quietly stepped back and his hand had already touched the shotgun hidden under the table.
"Mr. Cole, you can take out the gun openly, but don't point it at me, and the same goes for Mr. Hart." The mechanical electronic sound sounded, and the black giant walked into the warehouse and pulled down the rolling shutter door.
Balding middle-aged Hart looks atAfter looking at the long-haired middle-aged man, he still chose to speak by himself: "Who are you?"
The corners of Luke's mask raised up: "You already called me, but you don't believe in this identity, so this question is not important."
As he spoke, he threw a big black bag in his hand on the table: "This is what you need."
Before the two of them went to check the big bag, he continued: "The Eisworth family you checked is not as simple as you think."
It was Hart who spoke again: "What exactly do you want to say?"
Luke laughed deeply: "What I want to say is that behind them there are extraordinary individuals like me."
He looked at the surprised Hart and the still silent long-haired middle-aged Cole, and continued: "This case is not a decryption game, but a killing game. Once Ellsworth finds out, you want to investigate If you clear up their background, those who come to you will no longer be the police, but killers who will silence you. Human life is not worth mentioning to them."
"Life itself is a boring process." Cole said in a low voice, his tone seemed to have no fluctuation at all.
Luke looked at him: "Even if you want to die, you can investigate this case and then die."
Hart¡¯s face darkened: ¡°What nonsense are you talking about?¡±
A pair of blood-red triangular lenses on the dark mask looked at him: "He lives like a ghost and is afraid of what I will say."
At this point, Luke¡¯s work was completed, he turned around, opened the rolling shutter door, and disappeared into the night.
The two men in the warehouse looked at each other, walked to the door with the guns in their hands, looked around for a moment, and then closed the door again.
This time, the two added a chain to the rolling shutter door.
Back at the table, both of them looked at the big black bag.
Colemer stepped forward without saying a word and opened the zipper, revealing stacks of bound printing paper inside.
He picked up the top stack, flipped through a few pages, and looked attentive: "That's true, our investigation is in the right direction"
Hart also leaned over, looked at it for a moment, and immediately said: "This is an official document found from the police archives. Look at the number. There is information on lapd and lspd."
Cole did not answer. He quickly flipped through the first stack of documents and murmured: "Not enough, this information is not enough." He picked up the second stack of documents.
Hart pressed his hand: "Wait."
Cole frowned.
"Don't forget, we were blocked in this warehouse by "that person" just now." Hart reminded: "Even for the safety of these data, we should change places."
Cole still frowned, obviously reluctant.
But reason told him that the "Batman" just now didn't look like he was lying.
The Eisworth family they are facing may really send someone to silence them.
The two looked at each other in silence and quickly packed up. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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