Reborn Brazil as a Plutocrat
Chapter 265 Interrogation
Director Hodges saw that the atmosphere was a little tense, but he slowly calmed down.
He looked at Fang Langdao, who had always looked very calm:
"Fang, how did you find out there was something wrong with this bastard?
This bitch has been with me for five or six years, and I never thought that this guy would have problems."
Once again, Fang Lang looked carefully up and down at Sebastian Hodges, the most powerful police chief in Sao Paulo. Fang Lang did not feel any hostility from him.
Obviously, this incident should have little to do with him.
Fang Lang smiled, put the pistol in his hand back into the holster, looked at Director Hodges playfully and said:
"You supported these Lance Gang and Lion Gang, right?"
When Director Hodges heard Fang Lang's words, his face darkened again, he nodded helplessly and said:
"We are brothers, and I won't hide it from you. These two gangs will indeed give me some benefits on a regular basis, and I will also give them some small care.
But I never expected that they would launch an attack on you. Please believe me, I was unaware of the whole thing."
Fang Lang nodded and said:
"With our relationship as brothers, I naturally trust you.
But when the policeman went to take Adair Ayala, he had many ways to make him stand up.
But he just grabbed the rope that bound the opponent's hands.
Why is this? Could it be that you intentionally want to untie this rope?
What’s even more strange is that this police officer obviously only needed to push Mr. Adair Ayala, and he could come over, but he pulled out his gun and put it in Mr. Adair Ayala’s back.<
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The muzzle of the gun passed through this gentleman and was pointed right at me.
And I hate being pointed at a gun the most, even if it’s pointed at from someone else’s side.”
After hearing Fang Lang's answer, Hodges didn't know how to evaluate it for a moment. After a long while, he reluctantly raised a thumbs up and said to Fang Lang:
"Brother, I have to say that your observation skills are really sharp."
Fang Lang smiled and shook his head, thinking, am I telling you this all because of intuition?
"Since these people are related to you, I think you are in trouble now.
I think maybe this is all a conspiracy."
Fang Lang's words made Hodges sigh in despair. He wanted to find a place to sit, but found that there was no place to sit at all.
As a police chief, it is certainly inappropriate to sit directly on the ground.
After looking around, Hodges looked at the car where Fang Lang was sitting and indicated that he wanted to find a place to sit down.
Fang Lang smiled, pointed to the passenger seat of his vehicle, and motioned for the other person to sit down.
Hodges was not polite, opened the car door and sat directly in.
The two of them sat in a car parked on the side of the road, one behind the other, watching the soldiers and policemen in the guard platoon busy.
Fang Lang took out two cigars from his body and handed one to Hodges.
Hodges took it without hesitation, and through the gap in the car door, watched Fang Lang trimming the cigar with cigar scissors from behind.
"Do you think he is Japanese?"
Hodges said hesitantly.
After saying this, he seemed to have thought of something and said:
"The Spear Gang and the Lion Gang were recruited by me to fill the gap left by the Black Dragon Club after we wiped out the Japanese Black Dragon Club last time.
It seems that the only ones who can try to trap us all in a conspiracy are the Japanese."
Fang Lang glanced at Hodges and did not immediately answer Hodges' question. Instead, he continued to concentrate on trimming the cigar in his hand.
After trimming, I picked it up and looked at it. I was finally satisfied, and then handed the cigar scissors to Hodges.
After Hodges took the cigar cutter, Fang Lang tried to take out his matches from his pocket, but only found a pocket full of bullets for the M1 Garand rifle.
Helplessly, he took out all the bullets in his pocket and threw them on the car seat.
Still couldn't find his matches, which made Fang Lang a little annoyed.
Seeing this, Hodges smiled, put down the cigar and cigar cutter in his hand, took out a box of matches from his pocket, lit one, and handed the fire to Fang Lang's mouth.
Fang Lang reached over and lit the cigar. After taking a long puff, he opened his mouth and spit out an eye socket.
Then he turned around and asked:
"Haven't the Japanese in Sao Paulo been cleaned up yet?"
Hodges smiled bitterly and shook his head:
"That's so easy. Most Japanese have been forcibly repatriated.
But some Japanese have already started families with other Brazilians, and some even have very powerful families in Brazil.
There is no way we can force repatriation directly."
Fang Lang had already anticipated this. It would definitely be impossible to directly make the Japanese extinct in Brazil, unless there was a virus specifically targeting Japanese genes.
Fang Lang thought of the attack he encountered in New York, nodded and said:
"It's possible.
But, which police officer was that just now? Didn’t you say he had been with you for many years?"
Hodges held the unlit cigar, raised his head and thought for a while before saying:
"Yes! I promoted this guy from an ordinary police officer. I thought he was a rare college student. I originally wanted him to stay in the office and help me handle documents and reports.
Unexpectedly, this guy turned out to be very active and often applied to join front-line police activities.
Slowly he showed some ability, so he was later promoted to sergeant and made to take charge of some small security matters.
I never thought this guy would do such a thing."
Fang Lang looked at Hodges next to him with a strange look in his eyes.
Is this guy a bad character, or does he know people poorly?
If I remember correctly, the last time we launched an operation against the Japanese, it was this guy’s secretary who reported the letter to the Japanese, which caused heavy losses to the police!
Now it's the police sergeant promoted by this guy who wants to assassinate him.
"Then does this guy have close ties with these two gangs?"
Hodges nodded and said:
"Of course, this guy is in charge of security operations, and people from these two gangs will often deal with him.
Sometimes, when the two gangs couldn't resolve something, I would ask him to handle it."
There is too little information now. Although we can see that there is a connection between this guy and the two gangs, the specific relationship cannot be determined.
Fang Lang shook his head and said:
"It's useless to think about it now, we have to investigate slowly.
Fortunately, we have captured these two guys alive, and we can interrogate them slowly."
After saying that, he looked at the black boy who was hit in the thigh by the policeman after being hit in the knee.
Seeing the other person on the ground in pain, his whole body twitching unconsciously, he wanted to pretend to be a tough guy and tried his best not to scream out.
He smiled and motioned to his guards to drag him to the front of his vehicle.
He turned around and glanced at Hodges beside him and said:
"Should you review your people yourself or hand them over to me for review together?"
At this time, Hodges didn't know whether he was frustrated or just to avoid suspicion, so he waved his hands feebly and said:
"Since I want to ignore you, of course I will leave it to you to judge."
Fang Lang took a serious look at Hodges and saw that he didn't seem to be joking, so he nodded with satisfaction.
Normally, this kind of matter must be handed over to the local police station for investigation and interrogation. After all, Fang Lang, as a navy, does not have the right to interrogate prisoners.
But now that Hodges has no objection, Fang Lang certainly won't be polite either.
Fang Lang will not have any compassion for the guy who wants his life.
After looking carefully up and down for a while, I saw this black guy with beads of sweat the size of soybean peas hanging on his forehead.
At this moment, the appearance of the previous star is no longer visible.
Because the kneecap of his left leg was shattered by Fang Lang's shot, and the thigh of his right leg was shot again, making him unable to stand at all.
In addition, the guard replaced the rope that bound his hands with handcuffs. Therefore, after receiving Fang Lang's order, the guard directly grabbed the other party's dreadlocks and dragged him directly in front of Fang Lang.
Fang Lang smiled when he saw this black guy holding on without making a sound.
He got out of the car and said to the guard who was dragging him:
"We need to be more civilized. These are not German devils on the European battlefield. These are our compatriots, right! This boss."
The spear gang leader named Adair Ayala raised his eyes and glanced at Fang Lang, who had a sincere smile on his face, and spat at Fang Lang with disdain.
Of course, the spit he spit while lying on the ground didn't reach high, and it just landed on Fang Lang's leather shoes.
Fang Lang looked down at the saliva on his leather shoes and said with a smile:
"Look, look, there's something wrong with you, how can you spit everywhere?
It’s so uncivilized. I’ll wipe it off with your hair, and you’ll be happy!”
After saying that, he wiped the saliva from his leather shoes on the other person's hair. The guy's hands were tied and his legs were injured. He couldn't get up at all. He could only avoid Fang Lang's movements by constantly shaking his head.
Fang Lang laughed loudly and said:
"Oh, that's right! Shake your head twice and you can wipe it clean."
It was as if the other party was deliberately shaking his head to help him wipe off the drool on his shoes.
Adair Ayala finally couldn't help but started to curse.
Fang Lang heard the other party's scolding and looked at him without changing his expression:
"You can't help but speak now? I thought you had to hold back and keep silent!
Don't worry, I hope your spirit will always be as good today."
After finishing speaking, he picked up a sharp-looking stone from the ground and said to Adair Ayala on the ground:
"Both of your legs look seriously injured. Let me check them for you.
But I don’t have scissors at hand right now. I may need to use this to cut open your pants to see the wound. This process may be a little painful, I hope you won’t mind.”
Fang Lang signaled to the guard, and two people stepped forward and pinned him to the ground. Fang Lang walked to the wound on the opponent's right thigh and squatted down, taking a look at Flesh Mold Lake's trousers.<
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As if saying to himself:
"Well! Fortunately, the aorta was not injured.
Just bear with me and I'll check the wound for you."
After speaking, he cut the sharp stone against his wound. As soon as it touched the wound, Adair Ayala could no longer hold back and screamed in pain.
But Fang Lang seemed unaware and continued to use the sharp stone to cut back and forth on the opponent's trouser legs without hesitation.
It was said that he was cutting the other person's pants, but no matter who looked at it, it looked like he was dismembering one of the other person's legs.
After all, Adair Ayala is just a gangster, so how can he endure such torture?
The tough guy image he had always pretended collapsed instantly, and he began to beg for mercy loudly:
"Ah!....Don't cut it, I beg you.
What do you want to know, just ask!"
Fang Lang said with an innocent face:
"Don't! You misunderstood me. I was just checking your wounds. I didn't want to know anything from you!
Don't worry, your pants are not thick, you can cut them open and see the wound soon."
Adair Ayala cursed in his heart! Do I need you to help me check the wound?
If you cut it again, I don't know if the pants will be torn, but there will definitely be a long cut on the thigh.
This is a dull knife cutting flesh!
But Adair Ayala no longer dared to scold him because he felt that this guy was a lunatic.
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