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"Officer Luo Su, when can I go out?"

On the afternoon of the assassination incident at the Long Beach Police Department, Besley in the interrogation room saw Luo Su walking into the room and asked him in a panic.

Besley has been locked in this interrogation room for several hours, only locked in a chair. However, no police officer has come to question him for these few hours.

Although Besley didn't have to face all kinds of problems in this way, being alone in the interrogation room of the police station still made Besley extremely nervous.

Especially since such a major case happened today, and he himself is still a key person in this case.

Because of this, when Luo Su opened the door of the interrogation room and walked in, Besley asked him quickly as if he had found a savior.

However, Luo Su did not answer the other party directly. Instead, he walked to the long table in the interrogation room, tapped the table with his hand, and said, "Quiet."

"Now I'm here to interrogate you. There will be cameras throughout the process. Please pay attention to what you say." Luo Su stared at the other person and said with a hint of meaning in his words.

After knowing that there was a camera, Besley also knew that he couldn't talk nonsense now, so he could only shut up and nodded.

After Luo Su saw that the other party understood the current situation, he continued: "You have the right to remain silent."

"If you choose to answer, everything you say could be used as evidence against him."

"You also have the right to have an attorney present at your interrogation."

After Luo Su gave a Miranda warning very skillfully, Mobley also walked into the interrogation room and sat behind the long table, "Do you need to contact your lawyer?"

"Lawyer? I don't have a lawyer." Low-level gang members like Besley are looked down upon by dentists, not to mention lawyers.

After being part of a gang for so many years, Besley has never seen a creature like a lawyer. And people with such a lofty profession would not bother with a little guy like Besley.

Cannella does have a lawyer, but it's not for people like them.

"Very good, then when you go to court, the court will find a designated lawyer for you."

After Luo Su said this, he glanced at Mobley, who was sitting next to him, and said, "Let's get started."

"Okay." Mobley nodded, opened the documents in front of him and prepared to start interrogating Nabesley.

"Name."

"Besley Washington."

As soon as Besley said this, both Luo Su and Mobley suddenly raised their heads and looked at this lame gang member. You're not a big guy, but your name is quite big.

"Nice last name."

After Mobley complained, he continued: "Gender."

"male."

Besley was quite cooperative with Mobley's questioning. After all, he still had a sense of luck and hoped that he could be released because of the key point of not shooting.

"Were you at the gate of the Long Beach Police Department at 9:37 a.m.?"

"yes."

"Is the Ruger you have on you yours?"

"."

When asked about this, Besley fell silent for a moment. Because the Ruger pistol didn't have a gun license at all. It was a smuggled black gun that didn't even have a gun number.

"Is that Ruger pistol yours?" Mobley frowned and growled when he saw Besley fell silent.

"I"

Just when Baisley was about to reply, Luo Su raised his right hand and patted it lightly on the long table, saying, "We found a gun license in your home. The purchase date was two days ago."

"In other words, you just bought this gun, why did you bring it to the police station?"

"ah?"

Luo Su's words made Besley a little unresponsive. He didn't even know when he had a gun license.

Just when Besley was still a little confused and didn't know what happened, Luo Su had already taken out the gun license, opened it, and displayed it in front of Besley.

"But you don't appear to have a concealed carry permit."

"That means it is illegal for you to bring your pistol to the police station. We will fine you $35. Do you have any objection?"

After Luo Su finished speaking, he stood up, walked around the long table, and brought the gun license to Besley, letting the lame gang member see with his own eyes that his photo was indeed on the gun license.

‘Damn it, why didn’t I know I had a gun permit? ’

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the gun permit, Besley himself fell into doubts. After all, no matter which gun he got before, he didn't have a gun license.

The pistol Mike gave him before did not have a gun license, which is why it is worth $1,300. Of course, this cannot rule out the fact that Mike falsely reported the price to blackmail Besley.

"However, although there is nothing wrong with your gun, the model of your pistol is exactly the same as that of the two gunmen."

"Do you know those two hotshots?"

When Luo Su sat back down behind the long table, Mobley continued to ask Besley.

"Um, I don't know him."

Besley did not know the two gunmen who suddenly opened fire. Because the two gunmen themselves were not from the Crips Gang, but one member each from the Bloods Gang and the MS13 Gang.

Especially when the gunshot rang out, Besley himself was startled. He had no idea that there would be other gunmen at the scene, and while he was still hesitating, he fired.

However, it was precisely because of the scene where the two gunmen were killed by Luo Su immediately after shooting that Baisley gave up the idea of ​​​​shooting and just lay on the ground, choosing to give up the task assigned to him by Cannella.

"Two police officers, I'm really just passing by. You have to believe me." After receiving the gun permit given by Luo Su, Besley gained some confidence and dared to ask questions before Mobley continued. He made excuses.

"Whether there is a problem is something we investigated, not something you said."

Mobley didn't even look at Besley, who was speaking. He was busy writing something on the document, "We will take you into custody today. If there are really no problems, we will let you out."

After saying that, Mobley stood up and went to untie Besley and take him up from the interrogation chair.

Besley, who was dragged up by Mobley, originally wanted to get some tips from Luo Su, but when he looked at him, he found that Luo Su didn't look at him at all, but was staring at Besley. gun license, seems to be thinking about something.

Seeing this, Besley could only let Mobley drag him and followed him to the detention room of the Long Beach Police Department.

"Oh, it's quite true."

General Luo chuckled lightly as he just got the gun license from Cannella.