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How can American police legally kill a suspect in an interrogation room? Of course, it was the same fishing technique that Luke had used before - luring the suspect to take the initiative to get the gun.
This method can be greatly simplified - take the initiative to put the gun into the suspect's hand, and then a gunshot will sound, and the world will be clean.
After the incident, the police officers involved in the case were demoted after investigation at most, and they were just unworthy of being police officers.
As long as there is no video, if you bite the suspect to death and try to grab the gun, you can overcome any doubts.
Luke¡¯s face straightened: ¡°We are law enforcers, so of course we must strictly abide by the discipline of the police station. I¡¯m just reminding you.¡±
Qiao: you just go ahead and brag! Do you think we are not proficient in this business? It's just generally not used.
Qiao walked away with a look of contempt on his face, but he was muttering in his heart: This guy is not as honest as he seems on the surface.
When he thought about how this guy and John, the troublemaker, had killed more than fifty gangsters together, Qiao felt that it was natural again.
If this kind of cunning monster detective had stuck to his old ways, he would have been killed by the gangsters long ago. How could he survive until now?
John came back quickly.
He was deeply shocked by the efficiency of the police detective bureau this time.
In the past, most of the time, he had to rely on him to dig people out.
This time, he just beat up the second gangster, and before he could get any useful information, he was asked to come back to interrogate the prisoner.
Walking into the interrogation room, he glanced at the observation room next to him: "Who is over there?"
Joe: "Don't worry, it's Connie, Luke and Selina."
John: ¡°Where¡¯s the director?¡±
¡°The director said that he was reporting the situation to the Sheriff and would not show up next door within an hour.¡± Joe said.
John clenched his fists and looked at the suspect in front of him: "He underestimates us, doesn't he? Let's stick to the old rules."
Joe looked at his fist as big as a sandbag and swallowed: "Wait, do you need me to remind you, was it me last time?"
John was stunned and looked sideways at him: "Is that you?"
Joe: "My face has been swollen for a week. I drank liquid food for several days and lost five pounds. You actually forgot?"
John patted his forehead: "Sorry, maybe I haven't gotten over the hangover from last night."
Qiao: "Hua Q! It's only twelve o'clock, and the night hasn't passed yet. Stand over here, stand over here."
John: "be gentle, we still need to investigate the case."
Qiao: "Don't worry, your face will be swollen for three days at most."
John: "Okay, three days then." As he said that, he closed his eyes and stood in front of Joe.
Bang!
"Fake!" John scolded, and he took a few steps back and hit the wall: "You are definitely taking revenge. This will definitely last more than three days."
"Last time, you said you would only let me swell for three days."
John rubbed his cheek that was already red and swollen, stood up straight again, and took out his gun: "Okay, let's get to work."
Joe dug into his pocket, took out a handcuff key, and walked towards the dumbfounded suspect: "Wait to aim, don't hit me."
John grinned: "Don't worry, I'm familiar with this."
The suspect looked at the handcuff key, his heart was spinning, and he suddenly understood what the two people were doing, and immediately shouted with horror on his face: "No, don't come over! No, don't!"
If it were anyone else, he would have thought that the two of them were acting.
But today he was arrested as a suspect of assaulting a police officer, and he had indeed just knocked a policeman unconscious with a stick, so the other party's move may not have been a joke.
Next door, Luke and Selina each held a lollipop, stood in front of the one-way mirror with their chests crossed, and nodded repeatedly as they watched.
Luke was impressed: "Look, how professional he is. First, take a punch to nail down the results of the annoying police attack, and then proceed to the next step. He is indeed an experienced detective, and his techniques are solid."
Selena frowned: "If we do this, will you hit me or will I hit you? I don't want my cheeks to be swollen for a week."
Luke shrugged: "Just hit me, I'm more resistant to beatings."
Selena nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, I will train a bit and try to control the strength to be swollen for two days. But we shouldn't use it often."
Luke didn¡¯t take it seriously: ¡°It¡¯s good to have one more option. Don¡¯t do it too lightly. If you do it too lightly, you won¡¯t see the effect at the time.¡±
Connie on the side looked sideways: "You"
Luke turned his head and smiled brightly at her: "Only by learning from the work experience of our seniors, we newcomers will make faster progress."
Connie: Then you will learn from those two bitches next door?
What happens next is very simple.
The suspect, who had been booked for assaulting a police officer and could be shot dead at any time, quickly broke through his psychological defenses and confessed everything decisively.
In fact, his decision was right.
John did have the intention to kill this guy, or seriously injure him.
¡° Anyway, there is still a suspect, and he can afford to gamble.
The suspect couldn¡¯t afford the gamble.
¡°However, the results from the interrogation were not good.
These two people belong to a gang called Blood Skeletons and are professional thugs of this gang.
Their boss¡¯s name is Billy Jordan.
Attacking Walter was the task assigned to them by their boss Billy.
And this Blood Skeleton is just a group of people who make a living in Brooklyn. There are only about fifty people in the backbone, and there are more than a hundred external bulk goods below.
"There are as many as 180 to 180 of these small gangs in Brooklyn, and they have no direct affiliation with the Kingpin's forces.
It is simply impossible to catch Kingpin by relying on the confessions of these two guys.
Dustin had quietly appeared in the observation room, silently listening to the confessions of the two blood-skeleton thugs, with a rather ugly look on his face.
Luke leaned over and whispered: "The person who planned this matter was too cautious and his hands and feet were very clean. Unless Billy confessed him, this matter has nothing to do with "his" power."
Of course Dustin knows who "he" Luke is talking about.
After a moment of silence, he said: "Now the entire police detective bureau has canceled their vacation and come to the police station to report immediately. You ask John to come out and he will lead the team to take action. Tomorrow morning, I want there to be no more Blood Skeleton gangs in New York."
Luke: "Yes, sir."
Although he is the most capable in Dustin's hands, in this kind of large-scale operation, John, a veteran of the Detective Bureau, is more suitable as a front-line commander. After all, he is very familiar with the people in the Detective Bureau and can make them Perform to the best of your ability.
Dustin also sold one of these old fritters by the way, so that they could personally avenge Walter, which would be good for his future career as director.
It was a busy night, and all the clerks in the Detective Bureau came back to work overtime.
They need to deal with a lot of phone calls, confessions, arrest warrants and other matters, which is not much easier than the arresting detectives.
But no one complained.
Walter, a veteran of the Detective Bureau, was seriously injured. If the Detective Bureau didn't respond, then who among the gang members in New York would be afraid of the Detective Bureau in the future. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com