Ace of the Dragon Division

Withers felt the thorns of the matter. When he didn't find anything, Salna helped the four big men look at him with anger. Bayi Chinese Network W? W (a) W. 81ZW. COM

"Sir, you won't tell us, is today April Fool's Day?"

Withers shrugged: "Can I?"

Just after he finished, Thrall’s hand drunk a bottle of wine on his head.

The rifles of the plainclothes were aimed at Sal.

The Mexicans did not care at all, and they blocked the guns and the police against them.

Withers groaned and licked his head and bit his teeth, the gang did not fire, because he knew that the gang was absolutely armed.

"I will complain to your leader." Thrall blew a cigar and looked at Withers.

Withers waved and evacuated.

He just came in and found nothing, no search warrants, and the object is still capable of the Mexican gangsters, the lawsuit is fixed.

To smear the innocence of others.

Withers's gauze was used to gently lay a cover for Withers. When several people went downstairs, they passed by Lin Dong.

When Lin Dong walked into the suite, Thrall and others greeted him enthusiastically.

"My Master won't come up. It's over here today. I will come to get the money."

"Already ready." Thrall licked his head.

This morning's income bank card was ready, and the person under the hand handed it directly to Lin Dong.

"See you at night." When Lin Dong finished speaking, he walked down the stairs and passed by a group of policemen who had retreated.

Withers first took a casual look at Lin Dong.

Asian.

Awkward!

Withers seems to think of something, his pupil suddenly opened!

Cafe!

That Asian!

He screamed several orders in succession with his mobile phone!

"Go, go to Ellie to suppress the casino!"

Withers came to the office of Aria Casino, where the person in charge was yelling and saw him coming in directly to the file bag and squatting on the table. He said: "The Withers, come, Could you please tell me what to do with this money?"

This is the funding form made by the short-selling finance this morning.

"There was a single million gambling thing this morning, and I felt embarrassed. It didn't matter. It was really the gang. It was more than 100 million!"

After Withers looked at the bill, he said to the technician: "Can you adjust the monitoring to me? Show me the video of the millions of chips."

The technicians brought a few video screens to Withers. After the technicians ruled out other people, they only targeted those who only gambled once.

Finally, I started to lock the first three people.

"Check out for me, what are the numbers of the three bets they placed separately?" Withers asked.

Because in his mind, he remembers that the Asian in the cafe shouted three instructions to the phone, big and big!

After the technician synchronizes the opening screen with the gambling person's picture time, the results of the synchronized time opening are: "The first person, the bet is big, wins one million; then it is big, wins away. 2oo million; then small, won 4oo million!"

In the mind of Withers, the thunder of the thunder is in the same place!

The answer is exactly the same!

that person!

It is that person! The guy who said a lot of three big orders in front of himself was exactly the same as the answer to the bet that was won here!

The suspicious behind-the-scenes black hand that could not be found for a long time was ordered in front of himself!

I screamed.

Withers directly rushed out of the casino and rushed past the cafe. But when he came to the cafe, that person was gone!

humiliation!

Endless humiliation! He must know that he is the person of the FBI and the person responsible for the case, but it is such a behind-the-scenes black hand deliberately abducting the casino money in front of himself! And I know nothing about it!

Withers felt the humiliation of his career!

This is the first time since his investigation that he has been humiliated by his nose.

Withers suddenly hated Asians very much.

He saw the back of the Asians in the corner, and immediately pulled over and thought it was Xu Cheng.

But when people turned their faces, it wasn’t. The Asians looked at him with a puzzled look: “Is there something?”

"Nothing, go back to your country." Withers was already on the air, and he said something inappropriate.

"I want to sue you for racial discrimination!"

"You are free!" Withers said he left.

When he returned to the casino, his men began to work, and his assistant came over and said to him: "Let you go back to the headquarters and you may be asked."

Withers smiled a bit.

At this time, the head of the Aria Casino came out and yelled at him: "I have already complained to you, a bunch of waste!"

Withers came to the headquarters of the FBI and went into the office of the boss. He sat there with his hands on his hips and a pile of complaints about Withers.

"Look at these, you do good things." The boss gave him a sigh of anger: "Saar's complaints against the Mexican gangs, from the four casinos to question your professionalism, they suspect that you accept If the money doesn't do anything, it's just a shame; and this report, if the report is exposed, let alone you, we will all receive pressure from public opinion. You know that Asians are more and more like to travel here in these years. You also discriminate against others. Do you know what racial discrimination means here? If this report is exposed, will the FBI know what to do? What are you doing?"

Withers looked at the gauze on his head and said, "It was beaten by the bottle."

"Why don't you kill you?" The boss is angry: "The Saar people know that they are sensitive, you should be careful and careful. You will be able to get in for the first time. I am under pressure. Help you to kneel down, this time you also broke into the private territory, personal rights have been eaten by you? No search for what you rushed? This time, people just give you a **** instead of a bullet to let you see God!"

Withers said: "Don't worry, sir, it won't be next time."

"And next time?" His boss gave him a look: "The above let you take a vacation, for other people, the four cities in the casino said that you can't do this, let us change the ability to take over with the strong."

Withers is not happy: "Sir! I already know who the black hand is behind the scenes!"

Boss: "Who is it?"

Withers: "An Asian!"

The boss sneered: "You just racist against an Asian race. Now you say that behind the scenes are Asians. Do you want to make the most of public opinion? Do you want to force the FBI?"

Withers laughed and said: "I know what he looks like."

Boss: "Well, do you have evidence?"

Withers: "I...no..."

The boss sighed: "Go to vacation, this is for other people. I have removed your team from this case and turned back to hand over the work."

(End of this chapter)