Super Detective in the Fictional World

The two showed their credentials, temporarily stored their belongings at the front desk of the New York Police Department headquarters, and asked about the office of the Organized Crime Control Bureau, and the two sought out.

After running dozens of minutes in the nation's largest local police agency, Elsa and Luke finally found the matchmaker, Belite Joel, a team leader of the Organized Crime Control Agency.

The Belit's rank was just a sheriff, one rank higher than the two.

The Los Angeles Western District Police Department attached great importance to this case, because a popular star in the area died, and the impact was easy to spread.

For the New York Police Department, Sergei Mazanov is just one of countless black gangs in New York.

Bellett was sent to dock the case because Sergey was among the gangs he was watching.

He didn't look well in the face of his two Los Angeles counterparts.

To use Elsa's words to dinner with Luke at night, it was like a soaring flight, apparently the Belit was not happy that Luke ran over to intervene in his case.

Looking at the slightly bulging armpits of the two, Belit just said coldly, "I want to remind both of you that you don't have law enforcement power here. It's best not to use your gun, otherwise it will be troublesome.

Elsa's face was as usual, and she was regarded as an old churros. It was not the first time she came out to handle a case, and she was used to all kinds of faces.

Luke didn't mind either.

Without law enforcement power, at most, it is impossible to take the initiative.

It was a critical moment, would he be standing stupid? As long as the other person holds a gun at him, he has the right to resist as an ordinary citizen.

The two were then sent away, but Elsa asked, "Excuse me, when do you start?"

Belette frowned. "Secret operation, no comment."

Elsa did not eat his set: "Sorry, do you want to solve the case alone?"

Belette was stung.

He dare to say yes, he will definitely fall behind.

The Los Angeles Western District Police Department sent Luke to come to jointly handle the case, and that paid a price.

The exact cost is unknown, but if Belit dares to completely exclude Luke from the case, he will be out of luck.

For a moment, Belit said, "You can find an empty desk here, and I'll let you know if there's a situation."

Elsa nodded.

She just had to make sure that Belette wouldn't be stupid, just throw them away and catch Sergey.

The two were on their way. Belite added: "The arrests will take at least three to five days to plan. You can rest for the first few days."

They nodded, indicating that they knew, and then they went out in the hall outside and found an empty desk and sat down.

Elsa looked at Luke: "How do you feel? Will you be angry?"

Luke shook his head: "Instead they go to us, the same treatment, nothing angry."

Elsa nodded with a smile: "Yes, come out to do business, that's it. Anyway, we can say nothing about this case, just rest assured."

Luke shrugged, his eyes rolling: "I'll find a place to stay first, and take your luggage by the way."

Elsa certainly agreed.

Changing to another newcomer would certainly do these things, but Luke's performance on the plane surprised her, so she didn't say a word.

Now Luke is proposing, of course she will not object.

Luke came out, took the luggage of the two, and then found the black female driver Bell's phone and called in: "Hey, Bell? I'm the Luke who was in your car just now. Yes, I want to find one A cheap and comfortable hotel for a few days. If you are near the headquarters of the New York Police Department, do you have any good suggestions? Oh, okay. As long as it is suitable, I am willing to give you another $ 100 tip in addition to the fare.

Soon, that Bell came over.

Apparently, she was nearby.

He greeted Luke enthusiastically, and Luke got into the co-pilot. This treatment was not offered to ordinary people, and taxi drivers were afraid of being robbed.

He smacked her with a smile. "Hey, you are a racer, why are you here?"

Bell is happy.

Generally speaking, white people are not good at her black female driver.

Luke, a young man, barely looks handsome and has a mild and pleasing attitude. Bell looks very pleasing to him.

Along the way, Luke talked to Bell.

Bell was a terrifying snake, and in her own words, she was basically familiar everywhere in New York City.

But the most familiar are Brooklyn and Queens, Manhattan is slightly worse.

Luke knew.

The Brooklyn area she is familiar with is the black area, and the Queens area is not much better, and the Manhattan area is not mentioned. There are definitely not many people calling her a taxi in a group of rich people, and it ’s rare that she will take it before That cheap takeaway.

There was a small abacus in Luke's mind, and at the moment he was talking with Bell and drew the topic to the trafficker.

Bell is obviously a stranger among blacks. She works hard and works hard. The only illegal hobby is drag racing, but compared with traffickers and violent crimes, it is no doubt a pediatrics.

The black man spoke fast and didn't have much thought, and Balaparadi sprayed out a lot of news of the traffickers.

Luke almost couldn't remember it.

How many of them are there? Twenty-seven or thirty-one trafficker gangs?

This is just a gang of traffickers in Brooklyn, and Bell hasn't had time to talk about Queens.

Luke sighed in his heart: Sure enough, the city is big, and there are many fat sheep.

Suddenly, his ears moved.

"In recent years, it is said that someone was dealing with them specifically, killing many traffickers. Although not the big gangs, many small gangs of more than ten people were killed overnight." Bell was excited.

Luke said, "Aren't you angry?" The gang in Brooklyn ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ is definitely the most African-American.

The proportion of African-Americans who are not guilty in Brooklyn is a bit low. Is it really good for Bell to say such things cheerfully?

Bell glared at him with dissatisfaction: "Hey! You have to find out, these are all scumbags that do nothing evil. Besides, there are many killed Eastern European and Latino gangs. Anyone who sells illegal drugs is killed .This person doesn't care what race the trafficker is. "

Luke raised his hand and apologized, "I'm sorry, my fault." But he was curious. Who dares to do this? Actually, the blood-washed gang of gangs, more than once?

Bell hummed to his apology and added inside information: "I heard that this group of people may also be traffickers because they are black and black. Every time they wipe out the goods and money of those gangs. "

Luke thoughtfully, he couldn't help whispering: "This ... what a bit like my idea?"

He had long thought about the robbery gang.

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