Almighty Coach

Sitting in the police car, Dai Li looked at the menacing policemen on the left and right, and tried his best to suppress the panic in his heart and calm himself down.

"They must have arrested the wrong person. Just explain the matter clearly. If it doesn't work, I can ask the embassy for help." Dai Li thought to himself.

The police car brought Dai Li into the police station and locked him in an interrogation room.

"Name?"

"Li Dai."

"Profession?"

"coach."

"Why did you appear in that restaurant?"

"For lunch!"

"What's your relationship with Chris Payton?"

"I'm his boss. I run a fitness center, I'm the boss, Chris is the coach."

After questioning and answering, the matter seemed to be very clear. The boss had lunch with the employees, and then Chi Yu was caught and taken to the police station.

The police officer came to Tucker with the transcript of the inquiry.

"Boss, we may have caught the wrong person. According to the Chinese-American, he has nothing to do with the gangs in Chinatown. He is just a physical coach. He opened a physical training center in Los Angeles, and he is not an American citizen. He took It's an investment visa." The police officer said.

"Caught the wrong person?" Tucker scratched his head in surprise, but there was a depressed mood in his heart. It's not a good experience for any cop to catch the wrong guy is a job error.

"Go and find out if what the Chinese said is true. We can't rule it out. He has nothing to do with the gang." Sergeant Tucker ordered.

"Then what about him himself? He is in the interrogation room now, should we lock him up first?" the policeman asked.

"Shut up in the detention room first." Sergeant Tucker thought for a while, and then ordered: "By the way, don't lock him up with those bastards, and give him the rest of the room. After all, he is not an American. If we can't find any evidence of his crime, we still have to release him, I hope he walks out of the police station intact, and I don't want to attract people from the embassy."

...

Dai Li was locked in a single room, and a Chinese police officer gave Li Dai an old magazine to pass the time.

From this point of view, Li Dai's treatment is still very good, a separate cell, not locked with other prisoners.

The most important thing in big cities in the United States is criminals. Without the law and order in that big city, there are many slums and homeless people in big cities. These are the sources of anxiety. On the contrary, the law and order in many small places will be poor. Much better.

Especially in a big city like Los Angeles, the police cell is rarely free, and there are many crimes. Many suspects are brought in because of theft, fighting or destruction of public property, but their real identities may be murderers, Desperadoes like arms dealers and drug dealers. If you are locked up with them, even if it is only a few hours of detention, you will not have a good life, and you can't even keep the chrysanthemum.

So Dai Li had a private room by himself, but it was more like protecting him, so that he would not be harassed by other criminals.

On the other side, Sheriff Tucker is also questioning Chris Payton.

"You'd better tell me where your father and two older brothers are now." Tucker glared at Peyton with a man-eating look.

Peyton nodded, and then said his home address.

"Are you kidding me? If we can recruit your father and your two brothers in your house, will we still have to arrest you?" Tucker roared in a low voice.

Peyton looked very calm, he lived in a gangster family, he has been used to this kind of scene since he was a child, and he did not enter the police station once or twice.

I saw Payton shrugged, and then said: "If you can't find them at home, then I don't know where they are. The last time I saw them was Christmas last year. Even if we meet , and they won't tell me what they're doing."

"Don't you know what the famous Payton family in the Los Angeles gang is doing?" Sergeant Tucker obviously didn't believe the answer.

"I don't know." Dai nodded seriously: "I rent a house by myself, and I don't go home on weekdays. You can investigate this point."

Just as Tucker was about to speak again, one of his field police officers knocked on the door and came in.

"Boss, we arrested someone just now, you have to go and have a look!" the police officer said.

"We are arresting people every day. You follow the procedure and deal with it yourself. I am interrogating the suspect here." Tucker said impatiently.

"Boss, this person's identity is a bit special, you'd better come and see for yourself." The police officer said.

"Okay." Tucker sighed helplessly and walked out of the interrogation room.

On the bench outside, there was a strong black man lying on his stomach. Because he was lying on his stomach, he couldn't see his face, but he could smell the alcohol from a long distance away. His consciousness was blurred, and his hands were hanging down. , blood fell from the gap between the fists.

"Is this person injured? Let him stop the bleeding first, and don't dirty our ground." Sergeant Tucker said.

"It wasn't his blood, it was the blood of the wounded. He broke the bridge of the nose with one punch. The injured person fell into a coma on the spot and has been sent to the hospital." The policeman introduced.

"Then what happened to him? Was he knocked out? Or was he drunk?" Tucker continued to ask.

"Drunk." The officer said.

"It's not dark yet, so drunk, and beat someone." Tucker looked disgusted.

"Not only that, but he also smoked marijuana. When we arrested him, he was in a state of mental confusion." The police officer next to him added.

"It's just smoking marijuana. Many middle school students in the United States are touching this thing. In California, those congressmen have legalized marijuana for $6 billion a year! Those idiots, don't they think that this will bring More crimes!"

Tucker's tone was full of anger. He took a deep breath, calmed down, and said, "He can't be guilty of hiding a crime, so let's deal with it as a wounding case."

"Boss, you should first see who this person is." The police officer next to him reminded.

Sergeant Tucker walked forward with a look of disgust, he obviously didn't want to smell the alcohol on the other party.

However, when Tucker saw the black man's face clearly, a embarrassed expression suddenly appeared on his face, as if he had received a piece of hot yam.

"Damn it, why is this guy! Why did you bring this troublesome guy in." Although Tucker said so, he didn't blame him in his tone, but complained more.

When someone fights and hurts someone, the police will naturally have to do something, so it is also the duty of the police to bring this person to the police station. There is nothing to blame, but this black person has a special identity, which makes Tucker feel a headache.

"Boss, what should we do? He can't say a word about his current situation here. We will definitely not be able to find his lawyer." The police officer next to him asked.

"Lock him up first, and let him contact a lawyer when he wakes up. As for intentionally hurting someone, I think his lawyer will find a way to get him out of the crime." Tucker said helplessly.

"But the cell is full." The policeman whispered.

Tucker frowned immediately: "This guy, you can't be locked up with those bastards. Some of those bastards always like to cause trouble. If you mess with this guy, he will go crazy and kill people. We lock it up here." All the bastards in China are no match for him. Forget it, let’s lock him up with that Chinese for now. Chinese have always been an honest group, and they won’t cause trouble.”

...

The sound of the lock on the cell door sounded, and Dai Li immediately stood up with joy on his face.

"The American police are also very efficient. They have made a clear investigation so quickly. They will let me out." Dai Li thought to himself.

However, after the door was opened, two police officers walked in with the help of a strong black man. After throwing the black man on the bed, they turned and left, and locked the door again.

"You didn't come to let me go!" Dai Li sighed in disappointment, and then looked at the strong black man warily.

The black man was very tall, with bulging muscles, as if he was going to burst his clothes, and there were bloodstains on his hands.

Even if he met this kind of person on the street, Li Dai would choose to stay away from him, let alone in the police station, so Li Dai subconsciously leaned into the corner, he didn't want to get involved with such a "dangerous person". on any relationship.

However, the black man turned over and lay flat on the bed, showing half of his face.

There is a tattoo on the black man's face, from the forehead along the right cheek to the chin, making his already unattractive face even more hideous. However, Dai Li was not so scared anymore. He widened his eyes and couldn't help taking a step closer. He wanted to see the black man's face clearly.

"Kevin Taylor! It's really him! It's really Kevin Taylor! He was imprisoned here anyway." Dai Li thought to himself.

If there is a professional professional boxer whose name is most easily remembered in the past two decades, that person is undoubtedly Kevin Taylor. He is the youngest heavyweight boxing champion in the world, he was also the best middle boxer in the world, and if he can maintain his form, he may become the greatest heavyweight boxing champion in the world. He personally destroyed his career.

Kevin Taylor made his professional debut thirteen years ago, at the age of nineteen, knocking out opponents in just one round, and in his first year as a pro, he fought a total of Fifteen fights, fourteen of them, knocked opponents to the ground in the first round. Among the fourteen opponents, only three were able to get up again, and then survived until the second round, and were knocked down again. The others all fainted after being punched.

For an apprentice boxer who has just entered the professional boxing world, this record is enough to cause a sensation in the entire boxing world.

In the second year, the 20-year-old Taylor challenged his first title. He solved his opponent in just two rounds, won the WBC heavyweight title, and became the youngest heavyweight champion ever. Then, he started his undefeated journey. At that time, no one in the world could compete with him until the final moment, not even a boxing champion. Solving the battle in one round is the most common way to win for Taylor. It has been a long time for Taylor to be able to fight three rounds. In those years, the one who can last the longest under Taylor's hands It only lasted until the seventh round.

There is no doubt that Taylor, who is just in his early twenties, has dominated the heavyweight boxing world, WBA gold belt, IBF gold belt, WBO gold belt, WBC gold belt... As long as Taylor wants, the gold belt of any alliance can be owned No suspense.

Boxing brought money and fame to Taylor, and it also made his life more bohemian. Like many people who grew up in the slums who got rich overnight, he began to pursue a luxurious life. Of course, there are no more luxury houses. He also bought hundreds of sports cars, big gold chains, expensive watches, various luxury goods, and raised lions and tigers. Raising crocodiles and sharks, going to Las Vegas to spend a lot of money, of course, beauties are indispensable, not only the quantity of beauties, but also the quality of beauties.

However, Taylor also fell on a woman in the end. He was betrayed and imprisoned for raping an American lady. It has to be said that although Taylor's appearance is not very good, his personal requirements are still very high.

For professional boxers, the age of 25 to 30 should be the peak age of their careers, but during this period, Taylor was in jail.

After five years in prison, Taylor was released on parole and returned to boxing, quickly returning to the heavyweight title.

But in a match not long after, he met a very cunning opponent, who was also a boxing champion. He was unwilling to confront Taylor head-on. He also used the indecent way of head-butting eyes, which angered the fiery Taylor, and he bit the opponent's ear angrily.

In professional boxing, no matter whether you can fight or not, the method of biting someone is really dirty, and it even violates sportsmanship. Taylor's mouth also got him a two-year ban .

And since then, there has been no news about Taylor in the media. A former biting boxing champion, who was suspended and unable to even fight, obviously lost the focus of attention.

"Calculating the time, Taylor's two-year suspension is almost here. I don't know if he will come back." Dai Li looked at Taylor on the bed, and couldn't help launching a detection on him.

"As I expected, Taylor is indeed an athlete with S+ talent! But think about it, he ruled the entire heavyweight boxing world back then." Dai Li thought to himself.

At this moment, Taylor suddenly opened his mouth.

"Water...water..." Taylor said in a daze.

Dai Li wanted to ignore it, but seeing Taylor on the bed, he couldn't help but walked to the door and knocked on the iron door of the detention room.

"Is anyone there? Come on!" Dai Li shouted outside.

A moment later, a police officer came over and looked at Dai Li expressionlessly through the iron railing on the door: "What's the matter?"

"Officer, can I have a glass of water?" Dai Li asked.

"No!" The police officer said angrily, then turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Dai Li shouted hastily. He pointed behind him and said, "This guy needs water. He drank too much. For example, he needs to drink water. He needs to replenish the water in his body. His current condition is very serious." May vomit, if the vomit is too dry, it can easily enter the trachea and cause suffocation, I guess you don't want to see, Kevin Taylor suffocated to death in your police station?"

"Suffocation? Death? Hehe..." The policeman showed an expression of "who are you scaring?"

However, Li Dai went on to say: "I know the chance is not high, maybe only 1%, but are you willing to use your job to gamble on this 1% luck? If your luck is really good enough, you won't wait Here, you should buy a lottery ticket, and tomorrow you can count the money at home!"

"Okay, you wait." The police officer also knew the truth of "if you don't be afraid of ten thousand, you should be afraid of what happens." He brought Dai Li a bottle of water.

Dai Li took the water, walked to the window, helped Taylor up, and poured water into Taylor's mouth.

After drinking the water, Taylor became much quieter. He gradually opened his eyes and looked at Dai Li with those bloodshot eyeballs.

The next second, Taike suddenly got up from the bed, hugged Dai Li, and said excitedly:

"Angie, are you back? Are you really back?"

Before Dai Li could speak, Tek suddenly burst into tears.

"Angie, I miss you so much, I was wrong..."