North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI Chapter 194

  Chapter 194 Walk the criminal's way, let the criminal have no way to go

   "Harry, have you ever heard of Skull Party?"

  In the car, Dean hung up the phone and looked at Harry who was talking on the phone with his mother.

  Harry covered the horn, thought for a moment, and nodded:

   “I heard when I was a child that the Skeleton Party was a gang composed of Middle Easterners in the 1970s.

  They specialize in selling some OEM products abroad. They are a group of very rich guys, but later they offended those rich Jews and disappeared as soon as they rose. "

   "The Jew."

   Dean was thoughtful.

  The Jewish group, even in this parallel world, still has a lot of influence.

  Their ethnic groups are scattered all over the world, and they have considerable influence on many business matters.

   In fact, there are very few pure bloods in this race.

  In their definition, as long as a child born to a Jewish mother, no matter if it is a child with yellow, white or black skin, will be recognized as a Jew and be accepted and helped.

  Of course, the implementation depends on the interests in the end.

  But this feature and their special education also lead to a high proportion of rich people among the Jews, and they are very close to each other at the same level.

   It's a little bit worse.

  America is a place where rich people can influence elections.

  So, in a sense, the Jewish wealthy group is one of the least provoking groups in the United States.

   In this way, there is basically nothing wrong.

   "It's kind of interesting, a gang that was expelled and destroyed by the Jewish group, revived, even got the electric template, and started the counterfeit money business.

Another point.

   Haval reminded himself that the Skull Party is a group of lunatics.

  And Harry said that the main members of the Skull Party are all from the Middle East.”

  In Dean's mind, the name of the "Holy Kingdom of Heaven" suddenly appeared.

  It can't be such a coincidence, can it?

  Harry interrupted Dean's thinking: "What did Daisy say?"

   "With limited time, Daisy only found information about Haval's wife.

  Harper's wife, formerly known as Molly.

  Molly is a gypsy, and Azak was conceived when she was a wanderer.

  Actually, Harvard and Molly were married for no more than ten years.

  Before this, Molly took her son and performed in the circus for a living. She had a record of applying for subsidies from the Z government many times, and she was caught several times because of selling 'silver'. "

   "It's no wonder Harvard doesn't care about his wife and son's life or death. So it's not his kind!" Harry suddenly realized.

Dean rolled his eyes: "Dude, this is an obvious thing. Didn't you find the missing Azak, whose surname is different from Harvard! Sometimes I really doubt your IQ, is it all about picking up girls? above."

  Harry was not ashamed, but proud, and said with a smile:

  “Actually, you don't need an IQ to pick up girls. There are too many dissatisfied wives in Los Angeles. As long as you have a thick skin, ask those ladies who get drunk alone, and they will be happy to tell you their troubles.

   The atmosphere is almost there.

  They will open up to you a shortcut to their hearts. "

   said.

  Harry showed a wretched smile on his face: "By the way, I recently discovered that there are many women on the Internet boasting about X's liberation, thinking that morality is the shackles that bind them.

  They promote this idea on the Internet.

   Also want to organize a bare hoof parade.

   At that time, I will definitely bring my camera and cheer for them! "

"You will regret this."

"Why?"

  "Because women who have this kind of thinking are generally middle-aged aunts with uncoordinated married lives. They hope that old perverts like you will take the bait, and then the prey will turn into hunters and eat you alive."

  Harry was silent for a moment, with a serious face: "Dean!"

"Um?"

   "I'm not old!"

   Talking nonsense all the way.

   Half an hour later, the two drove to the hospital where Mrs. Haver was hospitalized.

  Los Angeles has a developed economy and a large number of hospitals.

   In order to save money.

  The Central Branch will sign an agreement with some hospitals to rent some wards for the use of those suspects.

  So Harper's wife not only enjoys the protection of the hospital's security, but also enjoys the 24-hour surveillance of the police stationed in the branch. Unless she gets approval, she can't even leave the hospital.

   Because of Dean's reminder.

  When the two of them came to the ward, Hawke was taking two buddies and squatting outside the ward himself.

   "Thank God, you are finally here. Today is my wife's birthday. If I can't get off work, she will definitely eat me raw!", Hawk saw Dean and the two, feeling relieved.

   "Tsk tsk, Hawk, what has marriage brought you?" Harry teased with a smile.

  Hawk sent back a middle finger: "At least I have a few children raised by myself, instead of being borrowed like you poor bastard!"

  This sentence hit Harry's weakness.

  He was dumbfounded.

   Lala asked him to borrow a seed to have a child, and she couldn't get through it for the rest of her life.

   Finish Harry.

Hawke took out two sets of hospital uniforms from his companions and handed them to Dean: "The woman was not seriously injured, you can definitely take her to the small prison in our sub-bureau instead of risking your life. "

   "You think I'm going to sit on the sidelines?"

  Dean took the clothes and asked Hawke.

Hawke looked confused: "Harry called me and told me that someone might come to kill the woman in the room, and asked me to prepare the uniforms of the doctor and male nurse. Aren't you going to wait for the murderer to come to your door? Pretending to be a murderer?"

   "You have a much smarter brain than Harry."

  Dean gave Hawk a positive answer.

  Just a female liar.

   Life and death are his business.

  He doesn't have that much time, so he stays in the hospital, waiting for a rabbit.

  The case and the core are electric templates.

  So the life and death of Harvard's wife is not important.

  He comes here.

  One is to act for Harvard.

  Second, I also want to find out what kind of medicine is sold in Harvard's gourd!

   There is no love without a reason.

  I sabotaged Harvard's plan, took him into the police station, and threatened him.

   Before he left, this guy reminded himself to be careful of the skeleton party and kept himself away from this case.

   Isn't this nonsense.

   There are big grievances that repay grievances with virtue.

  But definitely not an old liar who has been around for many years!

   Liars are best at making up stories, giving psychological hints to the target, and arousing the target's greed, fear, etc., as a foreshadowing for subsequent deception.

   This made Dean realize that this guy Haval reminded himself that he was probably giving himself a psychological suggestion to make him afraid, and finally do things according to his ideas to achieve the result Haval wanted!

  Hawk looked at Dean, who was not joking, and was stunned for a few seconds before sticking out his thumb and admiringly said: "Amazing!"

   As a detective who protects citizens.

  Don't think about how to protect the victim, but prepare to pretend to be a criminal, and attack the victim first, so that the criminal has nowhere to go.

   About this.

  Hawk can only sigh in his heart: Young people still know how to play!

   Put on a doctor's white coat and put on a mask.

  Dean took Harry, who also put on a blue nurse coat, pushed a small cart, walked into the ward, and closed the door.

   Hospital bed.

  A middle-aged woman with a gloomy temperament, her head was wrapped in a thick bandage, her neck was fixed, and she was staring at the ceiling blankly.

   This person is Harvard's wife - Molly.

  Molly was kicked in the jaw by Dean. Not only was her neck slightly dislocated, but half of her face was also swollen and bruised. She looked miserable.

   Hear movement.

  She turned her inconvenient neck, her eyeballs glanced at the door, and then her pupils shrank.

   Something is wrong!

  In the past, every time a nurse came to change the dressing or a doctor to conduct an examination, the door would be opened wide, accompanied by a police patrol, but this time the doctor and male nurse who came in closed the door directly!

  In Molly's mind, she immediately thought of the electrical template that was taken away and the previous attack.

  She didn't wait for Dean and the two to approach, and opened her mouth wide: "Help, there is a shooter, help!!"

  Dean asked Harry to guard the door, pushed the trolley to the hospital bed, grabbed the needle skillfully, pumped an unknown liquid into it, and said lightly:

   "Ms. Molly, you should be yelling on fire.

  In this case, some unlucky people might rush to put out the fire.

  You yell that there is a shooter, and if someone hears it, they will just play dead and become an ostrich. "

   This aura of overwhelming her directly shocked Molly.

  She looked at Dean in horror, who only showed a pair of eyes, and tremblingly said: "The electric template is with my husband, let me go, I am just a poor housewife, you will kill me"

  Dingding~

  Two crisp sounds interrupted Molly's begging for mercy.

Dean flicked the needle tube, took a half-filled syringe, sat next to Molly, grabbed her hand, tied the rubber band, and said to himself: "Your husband said that the electric template was hidden by you. , you said, it was your husband who took the electric template, who do you want us to believe?"

  Molly struggled.

  But under Dean's brute force, she only felt that the palm of her arm was as strong as steel, and she was motionless except for the pain she struggled with.

  Seeing the sharp needle, he had to aim at the blood vessel on his palm for injection.

She broke down and said: "FK, I didn't lie to you, it's really Harvard. After he killed those money printers, he asked me and Azak to drive away those counterfeit money. When we go back to deal with the traces, the phone The template is gone!"

   "You take us for fools?"

  Dean put down the needle, pinched Molly's chin, and said viciously: "The electric template represents unimaginable wealth. Are you and your son willing to be snatched away by Haval?"

  His rough movements caused Molly's already fractured neck to sting.

  She wriggled her throat with difficulty, and explained: "Harvard said that he hid it and told us the whereabouts of the electronic template after returning, but after returning, he said that he hid the counterfeit banknotes first.

   Azak was in a bad mood because his girlfriend was gone, so he quarreled with him and left.

   After we hid the counterfeit banknotes, we realized that there was no way to contact Azak.

  I was worried that Azak was in danger, so I didn't bother to ask Haval about the electronic template, and then I was attacked by you, so my son and I don't even know where Haval hid the electronic template! "

   Hear here.

   Dean's heart sank.

  He let go of the palm holding Molly's chin, and said coldly: "Then where is your son Azak now?"

"have no idea."

   Molly was afraid that Dean would not believe it, so she quickly explained:

   "I really don't know, you raided our residence suddenly, Haval said that there might be locators on the things we brought back from that basement.

  So we sent all the counterfeit banknotes back overnight.

  Afterwards, it was deliberately arranged to make Azak disappear first, pretend to be murdered, and let the police intervene in this matter. After the matter is over, we will make a fortune from the money-printing electronic template. "

   Hear here.

   An ominous premonition rose in Dean's heart.

   Gan!

  Hafer said that they were attacked because Azak secretly hid a mobile phone and wanted to ask his girlfriend's whereabouts, which led to his identity being exposed.

  The version in Molly's mouth is completely different!

  That **** actually managed to hide his 'mind reading skills'!

   This is meeting an opponent!

  Haval, what is he planning?

at this time.

  jingle bell~

  Dean's heart sank, and he took out his phone.

  I saw the caller ID above, it was the number of Daisy, the only person on duty in the office now!

  Dean took a deep breath and connected the phone.

  There is no sound over there.

   Silence for a while.

  Dean said with a gloomy face, "Harvard, what exactly do you want to do?"

   "As expected of the detective with the best potential in the history of the Los Angeles Police Department."

  Hover's voice came from the other end of the phone.

  He chuckled lightly, and said with some admiration: "I tried to hide it from you through the true and false psychological hints of weakness. Ordinary small characters are really not necessarily your opponents."

   "Don't talk nonsense, what do you want to do?"

   "Don't worry.

   came to you just for a test.

  As long as you can pass the test.

   Not only will your beautiful female colleagues be fine.

  You will also open the door to a new world and have new choices in life”

   There is one more chapter, try to come out before twelve o'clock.

  (end of this chapter)

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