MTL - North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI-Chapter 232 Reinstatement, murder in a bar (addition for Brother Cheng)

  Chapter 232 Reinstatement, Murder in a Bar (addition for Brother Cheng)

   "I want you to help me. Meng En, the new director of the Internal Affairs Investigation Section who has been monitoring for half a month, if you have any information about me, please tell me as soon as possible!"

  Dean didn't hesitate, and directly stated the purpose of calling Anbei here.

  Anbei is the third killer in North America.

   In terms of intelligence collection, it is not bad.

  Anbei nodded: "Small things, by the way, I forgot to tell you, your mission in the 'Lucifer Game Organization' was canceled two weeks ago, and no one should be paying attention to you now.

  This matter is anticlimactic, and I feel something is wrong. "

   "No follow-up?"

  Dean was also a little surprised.

   Some time ago.

   That perverted Japanese-born woman, fancying her ability, wanted to recommend herself to the "Lucifer Game Organization" to earn game coins, and someone would come to review her later.

   These people all died in the hands of Dean in the end.

  Dean thought at the time, this matter probably won't just end like this.

   Unexpectedly, the 'Lucifer Game Organization' would directly cancel the task about themselves.

  He couldn't help but wonder: "Has there been any major events within this game organization recently?"

   Anbei shook his head:

   "Except for some more tasks to recommend influential criminals, everything else is the same as before, and I feel that the upper echelon of this organization has become more low-key recently, and it seems that something is brewing.

  I personally do not recommend that you get too much contact with and pay attention to this organization.

Because these large organizations on the dark web are not pure, many are under the official control of some countries, including inside the Lucifer game organization, there must be some American officials hidden, so they have been maintained until now and have not been destroyed .

  You are different from me.

  You have family, friends, or get involved in these things! "

   An Bei gave Dean advice very seriously.

  Dean chuckled: "You care about me?"

   "Not caring.

  People always need friends.

  I don't want my retirement life to be too lonely. "

  An Bei waved a few banknotes in his hand: "Okay, thank the boss for the tip, I'll go first!"

  Looking at Anbei's chubby back, who couldn't see anything unusual, Dean's eyes flashed fear, and he turned and returned to the police station.

   The biscuits taste good.

   After Dean ate a piece, he threw it all to Daisy and Harry.

  Seeing that he was still in the mood to order takeaway.

  Daisy and Harry are also relieved.

  In their view, Munn was their old boss, and it was natural for him to protect Dean. They never worried that Dean would be stained because of his father's affairs, but worried that he would remember the unhappy things in the past.

   Getting off work.

  The last member of the team, Carlo finally returned to the police station.

  This guy, because of the previous case, has been going back and forth between the forensics department and the police station these days.

   "Boss Dean?"

   Carlo greeted Dean with a tired face.

   It looks like.

  He didn't know Dean was back today.

   "Carol, how does it feel to work part-time?" Dean raised an eyebrow at Carlo.

  Carol shook his head: "I'm lucky this time, Holz and the others took good care of me for your boss's sake, otherwise, even if I can get away with this time, I will be messed up in the end!"

   "So following the boss is very important!"

  Harry frowned at Dean: "Dean, since Carlo is here too, let's have a good time together tonight~"

   "Yes, the kind with family members!"

   Daisy added!

  After Dean left for more than a week, the oil in her stomach has decreased a lot!

  Dean naturally doesn't care about the money: "No problem!"

  Because it’s not time for reinstatement yet.

   Dean will simply go back to live with his mother for the next few days.

   Thompson is obsessed with learning to drive recently. For convenience, he took out the pocket money he had accumulated for many years and signed up a camping event for himself and his girlfriend. He will not be back until early May.

  Little sister Sinclair, since the last "poison" incident, her personality has become much calmer.

   After Dean came back.

  She pestered Dean every day, asking him to take her to the shooting club to learn how to effectively protect herself!

  My mother, Sheila, has recently become obsessed with a "mutated version" of Tai Chi similar to square dancing. In her spare time, she often hangs around a newly opened Huaguo "martial arts gym" in the community, and spends a lot of money to become a member there.

   Out of curiosity, Dean also went to the martial arts gym to have a look.

  The martial arts master, his surname is Ma!

  Master Ma’s son and daughter-in-law both work in a big company here in the United States. They also got their green cards here by relying on their employment, and took the opportunity to set up this martial arts gym.

  Look at it from the perspective of Chinese people.

  Master Ma put on the exercise clothes, but he has a fairy-like temperament, which looks a little bluffing.

  Dean found that the old guy had loose muscles all over his body, and his moves were weak. Most likely, it was a fake move.

   But Master Ma is good at health-preserving Tai Chi.

  So Dean didn't bother to expose him.

   On the contrary, this Master Ma, after knowing that Dean is the inspector in this area, respects Dean's mother a lot, and has a fear of "officials" in his bones.

  The time spent with family members always passes quickly.

   April 26th.

   After separate conversations with several psychologists, Dean successfully obtained the reinstatement document signed by the Murder Division.

   "Dean, here is your gun and ID."

  Old Hunter bit a pipe, half asleep and half awake, and threw a box to Dean.

  Seeing this, Dean asked curiously: "Captain Hunter, why do you feel that you are much more haggard than before when you were the deputy team?"

  Old Hunter used to fish every day.

   Now it seems that in a short period of time, three or four years have passed.

Old Hunter sighed: "Dean, you don't know how much trouble this guy Lawrence has caused me with those newcomers. Now I dream, I will habitually say sorry, sorry, I have become that **** The **** wiper."

  Dean smiled: "It's really not possible, you can encourage Lawrence and Phoebe to get married, and then give them a long vacation. Anyway, my side is stable, and I can handle cases!"

  He is currently short of experience points.

Old Hunter spit out a smoke ring and shook his head: "This is not an easy task. I often hear Phoebe complaining. Lawrence, this guy, most of his monthly salary will be sent to a small town in Texas. town.

  If you don't believe in Lawrence's character.

  Phoebe is going to take a gun and ask Lawrence if he is raising a woman outside. "

  Dean also remembered that after he met Lawrence, this guy seemed very stingy and extremely repelled returning to his hometown.

   This is a man with a story.

   "Okay, I'll talk to Lawrence tonight."

  Dean took his ID and gun, and threw a box of cigars to Old Hunter: "The high-end products of the Commonwealth, try it."

   "Whoa, thank you for remembering me as a bad old man."

  Dean waved his hand and left the office.

  Lawrence is leading people and busy outside.

  Dean can only make an appointment with the other party by phone.

evening.

   After he was out of the field, Lawrence, who was full of displeasure, came to the bar for an appointment.

   One to meet.

   This burly man gave Dean a warm hug: "FK, it's too painful to solve the case without you by my side. Dean, I really miss the days when you were by my side!"

  Dean pushed the drink made by the bartender over and asked, "Why, have you encountered a difficult case?"

I can tell.

  Lawrence is really tired recently.

He drank two glasses of beer in a row before he breathed out and said: "It's not difficult, we are dealing with a rich man's illegitimate son murder case recently, those **** rich people, the relationship is too chaotic, full of lies, but these people It's not easy to beat."

   Tucao for a long time.

  Lawrence hiccupped contentedly: "By the way, Dean, do you still remember the 'Cheston' who I beat up a few times before?"

   "The new guy from the FBI?"

   Of course Dean remembers that guy.

  The previous counterfeit banknote case was taken over by Cheston and his unknown number of new thighs.

"What's wrong?"

  Dean wondered why Lawrence suddenly mentioned this man.

   "When they were investigating a counterfeit banknote case, they didn't know who they provoked, and a group of Middle Eastern guys directly blew up the office and the car.

  Cheston En had a big life, and he recovered his life, but his female boss partner was blown up and only had one leg left.

  Current criminals are really arrogant. "

  Hearing the news, Dean smacked his mouth.

   Good guy.

  Fortunately, when I found out that something was wrong with this case, I resolutely gave up and let the FBI take over. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be me and my family who were attacked by suicide bombers?

  His face was fake and he couldn't bear it: "Yes, these criminals are bombs and automatic rifles at every turn. They are indeed quite arrogant."

  Dean just finished speaking.

  Screams came from the bar near the back door.

   "My God, someone died here!!"

   "FK, it's Anbu the blood cow. He was stabbed to death. Let's go. His elder brother is a lunatic. Let's not get involved!"

   All of a sudden.

   Originally, the atmosphere was quite pleasant and quiet, but in the blink of an eye it became a messy vegetable market.

   Someone hastily checked out and left.

   Some people don't settle their bills, so they just run around.

  The bartender and the security at the door wanted to stop them, but they were ignored by the drinkers with all kinds of thoughts. They could only go to the back door of the bar without tears, check the situation, and then decide whether to call the police.

  Lawrence drank the wine in the glass calmly: "Dean, let's go, come to work."

   Dean: "."

  I will not be reinstated, and there will be peace and tranquility around me!

   Once reinstated, even drinking a drink after get off work can lead to murder!

   What about playing?

   Monthly ticket additions will start tomorrow.

Good night.

  (end of this chapter)