Los Angeles Detective

Ji Manxiang.

The blue-haired man tilted his head and looked at Luke with a cold look.

Even though he doesn't have a high status in Heshengtang, he is very popular in Chinatown, and ordinary people are most afraid of rascals like him.

Ordinary people are in awe of real gangsters, but because they have no intersection, that kind of fear is not very deep.

To put it bluntly, you are not a person of the same level, and your gang leaders look down on you, and there is no conflict of interest.

On the contrary, it is this kind of gangster with dog skin plaster, which makes the common people hate and fear.

They have plenty of ways to torment you.

Just like today's incident, they were determined that Li Zhaonian would not dare to call the police, even if they called the police, they would not be afraid. They deal with the police all day long and know the scale of the police's law enforcement.

This kind of thing is not common in the United States, that is, in Chinatown, it is only the Chinese who know the basics, and they would not dare to do it if they were given the courage to change places.

When I met some grumpy restaurant owners who took a sprayer and directly fucked you, it was not certain who would lie down.

The strength of these gangsters is that they are local snakes, familiar with the surrounding things, and they are the best at watching people order dishes. They know that Li Zhaonian dare not resist, dare not do radical behavior, they just want to manipulate you and disgust you.

Li Zhaonian's various reactions were within their expectations.

But Luke was an accident. The moment he pulled down the shutter, Lan Mao was also a little confused. What does this grandson want to do?

Why don't you follow the routine?

The pockmarked boy rolled up his sleeves and yelled at Luke, "You little girl, what do you want to do if you don't tell me to get out?"

The blue-haired man stopped the younger brother and raised his chin at Luke, "Boy, what do you mean? You want to wrestle with us and Shengtang, do you have the strength?"

Luke smiled and said, "Don't make a fuss with me here, if you leave now, I'll pretend nothing happened.

Otherwise, do so at your own risk. "

The blue-haired man laughed angrily, "Boy, who are you? You speak hard enough."

Luke didn't intend to reveal the identity of the FBI's criminal investigation consultant. First, it was unnecessary to deal with these three little guys. Second, he was worried that it might affect Will.

Since Will ran away from home, Luke hadn't seen him, and he didn't know whether he was really related to Zhang Qilong's murder, so it was too early to show his cards.

Luke speculates that Zhang Qilong's murder may be related to gangs. Once gangs are involved, things will become complicated. If He Shengtang knows his identity as an FBI consultant, he will have corresponding countermeasures and arrangements. Instead, it is better to hide the identity of the FBI consultant. Look for the opponent's flaws and clues to the case.

"This is my uncle's restaurant, I've taken care of it."

"Then I will beat you together.

Fuck him for me. "The fire has come to this, and the blue-haired man doesn't want to lose face in front of his younger brother, otherwise he will mess around in the future.

The pock-marked man was ugly and cruel, and couldn't wait a long time ago. He slapped Luke on the head and cursed, "I'll fuck you!"

Luke moved sideways, avoided the pockmarked slap, and hit the opponent's cheek with a right uppercut.

"boom!"

The punch was solid, and the pockmarked face was directly stunned, and the body fell backwards.

Luke didn't intend to let him go, he stepped forward, swung his left fist, and hit the opponent's head.

"Bang!", another fist.

The pock-marked man was completely stunned this time, and fell to the ground straight, with blood on the corner of his mouth.

Luke stomped on his stomach again.

"ah!"

The man with the pockmarked face let out a cry of pain, curled up like a big shrimp.

The other fat and strong gangster didn't even look at it. Seeing that his partner was injured, he also rushed over, raised his right foot and kicked Luke's crotch, and cursed, "I fuck you Mahler Gobi!"

Luke moved flexibly, retreated half a body, just relieved the strength of this kick, grabbed the fat bastard's right foot with his hand, and pulled it forward.

The fat bastard was already rushing forward, although it was just a slight tug, which already made him lose his center of gravity. His right foot could not fall, and he could only rely on his left foot for support. Under the traction of Luke's left hand, the fat bastard directly hit him Skimmer sat on the ground.

"Oh, my god!" The fat bastard sat down on the ground, covered his crotch with his hands, and called his mother in pain.

Luke lifted his foot and swept his leg, kicking him directly in the chest.

The fat gangster almost turned away, and fell back on the ground, rolling his eyes in pain.

Luke looked at the blue hair beside him and waved, "come on boy!"

The blue-haired man swallowed, took half a step back, took out a switchblade from his pocket, and waved it in front of him, "Boy, you messed with the wrong person.

It's too late to kneel down and apologize. "

Luke took out his pistol and pointed at the blue-haired man, "Little trash, which kid did you snatch the toy from?"

Without Luke saying anything, the blue-haired man dropped the switchblade directly, "Don't shoot! We're leaving now."

If you have a gun, you won't be wronged if you lose.

There is also an explanation in front of the younger brother.

Luke didn't intend to let him go like this. Since he has offended someone, he should teach him a lesson and improve his memory.

These little bastards only remember to eat but not to fight, bullying the weak and fearing the hard, if you really beat him up, he will be honest instead.

Luke put away his pistol and waved again, "Don't you want to avenge your little brother? Come here, I'll give you a chance."

The blue-haired man was a little timid and regretted that he didn't bring a gun. He had a gun. Before he came, the younger brother asked if he wanted to bring a gun. After careful consideration, he didn't bring a gun.

It is not appropriate to carry a gun in today's situation.

There is no need to rob Li Zhaonian and his wife. If they call the police, it will be troublesome for the police to find the gun.

But he didn't expect that Luke suddenly appeared and completely disrupted his plan. This grandson didn't follow the routine at all, so what the hell did you do if you put the gun away?

How dare I fucking hit you?

I can't even beat you.

Lan Mao put on a boxing stance to defend, not to mention, it really has a bit of a stance.

Luke stepped on the attacking pace, his shaking body approached him, and the blue hair slowly backed away.

Luke saw the right opportunity and swayed his right hand straight. The blue hair dodged shortly. Luke made an uppercut with his left hand and hit the opponent's right cheek.

Blue fur arms cover the cheeks and head.

"boom!"

With a bang, Lan Mao's right forearm was hit, and the pain made him gasp, feeling like his bones were about to split.

That's not all, Luke hit a combination punch, an uppercut with his right hand, and hit him directly in the stomach.

"Well!"

Lanmao felt his stomach throbbing, as if he had been hit by a wild boar.

The pain made him tremble, feel nauseous, and drink sour water. He was thrown to the ground and curled up.

Seeing Luke walking towards him, Blue Hair was startled, enduring the pain and rolling on the ground, trying to stay away from Luke.

Lan Mao didn't care about his image, rolled aside, and tried to stand up.

"Bang!"

A figure flashed over and hit him hard on the head, the blue hair completely softened.

I saw Yao Xin standing by, holding a frying pan in his hand, "I told you to beat my husband, tell you to smash my shop, will you smash it, will you beat me?"

Yao Xin's eyes widened, his spirit was a little crazy, he questioned loudly, and hit Lan Mao with a frying pan, "Bang..."

Lan Mao's nosebleeds were splattered, half of his face was blurred, and he looked a little scary.

Li Zhaonian hurried over and snatched the pan from his wife, "Okay, okay, he was knocked out, he's fine."

"Woooo..." Yao Xin sat down on the ground and burst into tears.

Li Zhaonian was also frightened, and pulled Yao Xin's arm, "Honey, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me?"

"Auntie has been overly nervous these past two days, and was frightened by this group of people again. She will cry for a while, and she should be fine once she vents her fear." Luke held up his hand, pulled Yao Xin up from the ground, and helped her to the chair next to her.

Li Zhaonian looked at the messy restaurant and the three punks lying on the ground with a heavy expression, "What should I do? Should I call the police?"

"Since they dare to make trouble, they are not afraid to call the police." Luke guessed that the three people had already made a statement, and they must have a way to shirk responsibility when the police came.

These gangsters are regular visitors to the police station, and they have already figured out the law enforcement standards of the police station, even if they call the police, they will not take advantage of it.

Serious people are busy, who has time to spend every day at the police station, but these gangsters are different, entering the police station is like going back to their mother's house to visit relatives, and sooner or later someone from the gang will release them on bail.

This isn't L.A., and Luke doesn't want to engage in pointless chatter.

Luke checked the injuries of the three. The fat bastard and the blue hair were both knocked out, and their pockmarked faces were still curled up on the ground, motionless.

Lu pulled a chair and sat not far from the pockmarked face, "Don't lie on the ground and pretend to be dead."

The pockmarked face didn't respond.

Luke raised his foot and kicked him, "Get up."

The pock-marked face got up from the ground and looked at Luke cautiously. Since Luke took out the gun, he knew that he couldn't shoot. He kept curling up to prevent Luke from seeing him.

"Brother, we don't know Mount Tai with our eyes, so don't be as knowledgeable as us."

Luke took out a cigarette, lit it and took a puff, "Tell me, why are you here today?"

Pockmarked looked at the two gangsters lying on the ground, hesitant to speak.

"They're still in a coma, and I don't know when they'll wake up. Say it earlier, and I can keep it secret for you.

If you dare to lie, I won't let you get out of this door. "

"We're here for the kid in the diner, it seems his name is Will.

Our boss Zhang Qilong seems to have been killed by him. "

Luke flicked the soot, "What does it mean to be killed by him? Did you see it?"

"No."

“Then why do you say that Will killed Zhang Qilong?”

"On the second day of eating in this restaurant, that is, on the night of New Year's Eve, we ran into Will. He had a conflict with us. The boss wanted to beat him, but the kid ran away and hid in an alley. We split up and caught him. he.

But he still ran away.

Our boss is also missing.

We thought the boss had gone home, but no one answered the phone.

The next day, his body was found in Chinatown, and the police came to the restaurant to investigate. We suspected that Will killed our boss. "

Hearing the news about Will, both Li Zhaonian and Yao Xin became nervous.

Li Zhaonian asked, "Where is Will, what did you do to him?"

The pockmarked face replied, "We don't know where he is either. That kid ran faster than a rabbit. He didn't catch up. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come here to look for him."

Luke then asked, "Where did you meet Will?"

"On Paojin Road, we all drank a lot of wine and got drunk, otherwise we wouldn't have been run away by him."

"Why the conflict?"

"We were walking to meet, and Will saw us turn around and go, and the blue hair brother saw it.

Blue-haired brother has a bad temper. He felt that Will didn't give Brother Long face when he ate at the restaurant last time, so he asked Will to apologize to Brother Long.

Will doesn't want to..." The pockmarked face glanced at the fat bastard on the ground, "Da Mao drank too much and wanted to beat him, the two of them pushed and shoved a few times, Da Mao couldn't stand still, but fell to the ground...

We got mad too...and wanted to teach him a lesson. "

"How did Zhang Qilong disappear?"

"I don't know, I went after Will too.

Brother Long didn't go.

When I came back, Brother Long disappeared. "

"In other words, you didn't see a direct conflict between Will and Zhang Qilong?"

"right."

"Then why do you think Will is the murderer?"

The pockmarked face glanced at Lan Mao who was lying on the ground, "Brother Lan Mao said, our boss was killed and the body was thrown into the trash can. We also lose face."

Pockmarked face patted his cheek, "If we do something, what will we do in the future, who will listen to us.

If it wasn't for Will, our boss wouldn't be dead either.

Regardless of whether he is the murderer or not, we have to fuck him up, otherwise the brothers of He Shengtang will look down on us.

We are also helpless. "

Luke guessed that this group of people knew Will was away, and they just came to smash the restaurant to save face, "You didn't lie to me, did you?"

The pockmarked face hurriedly waved, "Dare not, absolutely not."

"Give me the IDs of the three of you, and wake them up."

Pockmarked was a little reluctant to get the certificate, but he had to do it due to Luke's coercion.

Luke took a photo of the three men's IDs and tossed them back.

The pockmarked face woke up the fat bastard, but not Lan Mao, "Brother Lan Mao's injury seems to be a bit serious, so I can't wake him up."

Luke flicked the remaining cigarette butt over.

The pockmarked face shivered instinctively, looking at the cigarette butts that fell by his feet, and then at Luke, feeling a little tangled.

Luke raised his eyebrows, his face became colder, "Give you face?"

The pockmarked face hurriedly squatted down, picked up the cigarette butt on the ground, rolled up the blue-haired sleeve and pressed it down, "Ah..."

Blue Mao shook his arm, and slapped Pockmarked face, "You fucking want to die."

Luke picked up the cutlery on the table and threw it directly.

"Bang!", the tableware hit Lan Mao's body.

The room fell silent again.

"Tell me, how to solve today's matter?"

Both the pockmarked face and the fat gangster looked at Lan Mao.

Lan Mao didn't care about the injuries on his body, "Brother, you are not an ordinary person at first glance, we are the ones who drilled the eyes today.

On behalf of the three of us, I would like to apologize to you. Your lord has a lot, so don't be as knowledgeable as us. "

Luke said, "I know that you belong to Heshengtang, and I know that you want to lose face.

So I pulled down the shutter, and no one saw or knew what happened today.

It will be fine if you go back to raise them for a few days, and treat it as the Spring Festival holiday.

Even if this matter is revealed. "

The blue fur assured, "No problem. We will never come to this restaurant again in the future, and we will not make trouble again."

Luke smiled, shook his head, "I don't trust you.

But I still have to say, stop getting revenge on Will.

Don't trouble my family.

Never come to the restaurant again.

As long as you violate one of these rules, He Sheng Tang will not be able to protect you.

Understand? "

The three gangsters all nodded and said in unison, "Understood."

"Get out."

The three gangsters supported each other as if they had received an amnesty, and they opened the rolling gate and went out.

As soon as he left the restaurant, he ran away without looking back.

Li Zhaonian showed a worried look, "They won't call the police, will they?"

Luke "..."

I was confused by the question.

After a little thought, he said, "They all have criminal records at the police station, and no one will believe them if they call the police, and they won't make fun of themselves.

Besides, if you really want to call the police, they won't be able to hang out in Heshengtang in the future.

To take a step back, this is our restaurant. They came to the restaurant to make trouble. We are in self-defense, and we deserve to be beaten.

As long as no one is dead, it's fine. "

Li Zhaonian also thought about it, "I...do I want to buy a gun?"

Luke didn't answer. A gun is a double-edged sword. If you can master it, it is definitely a sharp weapon, which is beneficial but not harmful.

But if you can't control it, it will also invite disaster.

The so-called control does not mean avoiding fire, but a state of mind.

Encountering the same thing, having a gun is completely different from not having a gun.

For example, if a store is robbed, if the owner does not have a gun, he will not dare to resist.

If you have a gun, the mentality changes, and you have the idea of ​​shooting to protect yourself, your family and your property.

If you know your own strength and are sure to shoot or subdue the robbers, that is naturally good.

I am afraid that if the resistance fails, I will be shot to death by the robbers, and my family may even be affected.

Li Zhaonian glanced at his wife and said softly, "I'm worried that this group of people will not count what they say, and they will come to the restaurant to take revenge or hurt Will."

It's okay to have Luke around, but sooner or later Luke has to go back to Los Angeles...

"possible.

The restaurant will be closed for a few days.

You and my aunt live in another place. When Will finds out, the case will be cleared up.

I will go to Heshengtang to solve this matter thoroughly. "This kind of revenge scene is the most disgusting, and Luke must prevent it before it happens.

Li Zhaonian looked at the smashed mess of the restaurant, "Let's take a rest, anyway, I don't have the mood to open these days." Then he said to Yao Xin who was on the side, "Let's go home and pack our things, and go live with my parents."

Yao Xin nodded, but also worried, "What if Will can't find us when he comes back?"

Li Zhaonian snorted, "If he wants to find it, he will definitely find it."

Luke accompanied his uncle home to pack his things, sent them to his grandparents' house for a temporary stay, and then drove back to his father's house.

On the way, Luke paid special attention to it, and no one followed him.

Opening the door, Li Zhaofeng and the little fat man were watching TV in the living room.

Li Zhaofeng got up and said, "Why did you come back so late?"

"Talked with Uncle for a while."

"Have you got a meal yet?"

"No." Luke was really hungry.

"You go wash and I'll heat up the rice." Li Zhaofeng said to his youngest son, "Your brother is back, don't worry. You can go to bed too."

The little fat man asked concerned, "Brother, how is Will? Did you find it?"

Luke shook his head, "No news yet."

"Then does he have anything to do with the bald head's death?"

"It's okay, the police are just making routine inquiries." Luke concealed the fact that the three gangsters smashed up the restaurant.

The little fat man yawned and went upstairs to sleep.

Luke went to the bathroom to take a shower. He liked to think while taking a bath, and he wondered if the water washed away distracting thoughts. His mind was very clear at this time.

Going downstairs after taking a shower, Luke smelled the aroma of fried chicken.

"Jack wants to eat fried chicken, we ordered takeaway fried chicken and pizza." Li Zhaofeng took the iron plate out of the oven and took two more bottles of beer.

Luke picked up a chicken leg and took a big bite, "Crack..." It was crispy and fragrant.

Picked up the beer and touched Li Zhaofeng again, drank the beer and ate the fried chicken, it was very refreshing.

Li Zhaofeng put down the bottle, "How about Will?"

Luke told his father about going to the FBI office to check Zhang Qilong's information and the conflict in the restaurant.

Li Zhaofeng looked solemn, "This matter is getting worse and worse.

It won't affect you, will it? "

"It's okay, I asked a friend from the FBI to get me a criminal investigation consultant."

Li Zhaofeng's expression was complicated. The FBI's reputation was overwhelming. He hadn't seen him for a year. His son's growth had exceeded his imagination, and he became the backbone of the family.

Luke took another sip with his father and said, "In two days, Jack should go back to school. I want him to go back first, and I will stay and deal with things here before leaving."

Li Zhaofeng nodded, "That's fine. I'm really not at ease when you're leaving.

He Shengtang is very powerful in Chinatown, and I really want to offend them..." Li Zhaofeng's face darkened again after speaking.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it before I leave." Luke comforted and asked, "Dad, have you encountered any trouble recently?"

"Me?" Li Zhaofeng was taken aback by the question, "No, what's wrong?"

"The night we came back on New Year's Eve, we were followed by someone, probably from the FBI."

Today, Luke found the suspected stalking car in the FBI backyard parking lot. The people who followed them were probably FBI agents.

Luke felt that the FBI would not follow him, and even if he wanted to investigate him, he would be very careful.

The father and son are three together, if not Luke, it may be someone else.

The little fat man is still in school, so it is unlikely.

This is New York, my father has been living in New York, and the FBI is probably following him.

Li Zhaofeng showed a shocked expression, "The FBI is following me? No way.

I have never dealt with them. "

"Think about it carefully, did anything special happen some time ago? Or have you come into contact with a special person?"

Li Zhaofeng thought for a moment, "I...was hit by a car in early October, could it be related to this incident."

"Who hit you?"

"He was a white man, he was very polite after hitting me, he called 911 immediately, and actively cooperated with compensation.

I didn't think much of it at the time, thinking it was just an ordinary accident. "

"How did you hit it?"

"It was raining that day, and I walked in a hurry with an umbrella. There were no traffic lights at that intersection, and I was knocked down by a turning blue Chevrolet car. I injured my leg and had bruises on my body.

I stayed in the hospital for a few days, and went home to recuperate for a while. "Li Zhaofeng touched his right leg instinctively. Because he was hit by a car, he missed his son's award ceremony at the White House, and he always regretted it.

"Have you met the driver before?"

"never seen it."

"Did anything special happen in the period before the crash?"

Li Zhaofeng took a sip of beer, raised his head and recalled, "I remember a few days before the crash, someone came to me and wanted to hire me as his personal accountant.

But he didn't go to the accounting office to find me, but came directly to my home.

I don't really like it that way.

We chatted for a while, and I asked him about his job and his main source of income.

He said he was from Heshengtang.

After that, I didn't ask any more questions and just rejected him.

Once it involves gangs, there will definitely be gray and illegal income, and I don't want to take the risk.

Then, he left. "

Luke asked, "Is he from Heshengtang?"

"He said so himself?"

"What's his name?"

"It seems that the surname is Song."

"Did you talk about sensitive topics at that time?"

"No, I stopped talking in time when I heard it was from He Shengtang."

"Did he say anything when he left, and what was his attitude like?"

"He said the pay was good and let me think about it, but he didn't come again.

His face was not very good-looking when he left. "

Luke took note of this situation and felt that this person was a bit suspicious, and it was no small matter involving gangs.

But since he didn't talk about sensitive matters, why did He Shengtang take revenge on his father?

Moreover, after so long, why did the FBI follow his father?

I didn't break the chapter on purpose yesterday, but it was too late to write.