Wealth can not only be used for material exchange. When wealth reaches a certain level, it will become an extremely terrifying weapon when it is used in an appropriate way.

Attacking people is the best, attacking the heart is the best.

Whether it is coercion or temptation, it is difficult for Clive to take the risk and expose him the news about "Nakashima". Because as long as Clive remains silent, he will not be involved in this incident, and there will be no risk. But when Li Sir comes forward, he has to speak.

Because the consequences of offending Li Sir are definitely worse than those who offend "Nakashima" and come faster. Because the other party lightly issued a bonus, his two-year sentence may end tomorrow - he is released from prison while lying down.

Since Li Sir has been rich, he has understood this truth deeply. He has never been stingy with the ability to use money. Every year, he will buy one and put it in the storage space for a new magazine on the wealth rankings.

Because it is like a pistol and eight-slashing sword, it is a weapon belonging to Li Sir.

At this time, the convertible was driving on the way to Chinatown. Carter had just come back from his shock and couldn't help but ask, "Officer Li, why do you carry a magazine with you?"

He has seen how rich the Chinese police officer in front of him is.

I even started to feel that Li Sir was a little stingy, why did he just offer a "informer fee" of 100,000 US dollars.

If he had opened a little more, he would have to regret choosing money while crying and making noise.

Li Shaoze smiled and glanced at him gently and replied, "Because there are too many rich people in the world, I need something to tell others how rich I am."

Cars, watches, checks... these things are no longer enough at his level.

Moreover, proclaiming and proving the wealth of the rich is the meaning of the existence of various rich rankings in the world.

"All right."

"Why are there no rankings for people in the world to prove how poor a person is?"

Carter bared his white teeth helplessly, reached out and patted his forehead and sighed.

Actually, he knows the answer to this question.

Because this world is a pyramid, there are too many poor people under it, and only the rich are becoming more and more rare.

The poor don’t need to prove it at all. As long as you can’t prove that you are rich, then you are a poor person.

When Li Shaoze saw the rookie detective, he chuckled and did not continue to answer him. The more he said now, the more harm he would hurt him. Staying silent is taking care of his young heart.

However, the car had just driven away from the prison, and the plug-in phone that had been put in the inner bag of the suit vibrated. Li Shaoze had a premonition in his heart. He grabbed the steering wheel with one hand and took out the phone to see that the system treasure chest was indeed refreshed.

I saw a radar scanning interface that directly filled the entire mobile phone screen, rotating round after circle.

The blue cursor is located in front of the left, and the coordinates are in Chinatown.

"bite."

"The treasure chest has been refreshed this month."

Li Shaoze pressed the accelerator with a bang, and the car quickly jumped out, and the yardage continued to rise.

"Carter" sitting next to him grabbed the seat belt, widened his eyes, and the scenery in his vision quickly retreated. At this time, he felt a gust of wind blowing towards him, and his heart immediately began to complain strongly.

"The text message just now must have been sent by his mother, telling him that he was going home for dinner."

"No, it may be that my wife is going to have a baby!"

"Wow, I feel like the secretary asked him to return to work in China."

"Cart"'s mouth widened, and a strong wind slapped into his mouth, and finally turned into a strange scream.

During this journey, Li Sir's speed was completely above 150... He did not encounter any collisions in either the straight road in the suburbs or the turns in the city.

The special driving skills of LV5 are not just for free, but when you drive, you are a generation of car gods.

Gradually, "Carter" screamed in panic, and instead was cheering with fun.

However, when the vehicle approached Chinatown, its speed gradually slowed down and eventually stopped at the entrance of Chinatown.

Li Shaoze walked out of the car with a calm expression, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and immediately saw a small red three-story building with the sign of "Fuzhou Hotel" hanging on it.

At this time, it was already night in Los Angeles. The red lanterns, red light signs, and red cheongsams on the waiter's body all looked very eye-catching.

The main color of Chinatown has always been red.

Because this is the color that represents the hometown and the red that represents the Chinese.

"Hey, my tires, engines, and windshield are all worn too much."

"I will send it to the auto repair shop tomorrow. If something goes wrong, remember to change it for me."

"Carter" then got out of the car and circled around the convertible twice. He was thinking of cheating the rich man, so he hurriedly came forward to preach.

As for the beautiful "Chinese Red" in Chinatown, Detective Carter is already tired of seeing it.

In contrast, he prefers a little blacker.

Li Shaoze glanced at him, hummed twice and said, "If you have any questions, please contact the police station for reimbursement. Let's go inside first."

He was completely clear about "Carter"'s little thoughts to take advantage of him.

Unfortunately, he is not a foolish slutty, how could anyone say anything? What is that? He extinguished the other party's fantasy with just one sentence.

Through the scanning of the mobile phone radar, you can clearly see the blue cursor appearing in front of you. "Zhongdao" must be in the Fuzhou hotel, just kill and catch people.

"Oh, the rich are really smart."

"Cart" muttered in his heart, followed Li Sir quickly to the hotel door. Just as he was about to go upstairs, "Cart" reached out to stop him.

"You don't have a gun on you, let's go out first."

"I'll just go up and find out the news alone."

He was actually afraid that Sir Li would forcefully arrest people as soon as he entered the door. After the conflict broke out between the two sides, the situation at the scene would be too dangerous, so he wanted to stop the other party outside the door.

After he entered the hotel and confirmed that "Nakashima" was inside, he immediately called the police station to request support.

By then, the hostages are rescued and the credit is obtained, so there is no need to exchange fire with people in the rain of bullets.

Perfect! Wairuigood!

Li Shaoze looked at him suspiciously, but he didn't expect that the rookie detective suddenly became brave. However, the other party should do this kind of work of letting go, and he dared to hand it over to him?

You know, he can solve all the people in three minutes after entering the store. If the rookie detective enters the store, he will be solved in three seconds. Alas, it feels really uncomfortable to have a rookie in the team.

When Li Sir was about to retort, he suddenly saw an American man in a suit smoking outside the alley on the left side of the store. When his eyes swept to a gold necklace around the man's neck, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

Because the gold chain has a unique shape, a golden pendant with the character "Fu" hanging from the low side is different from the thick chains that most Americans like to hang, it is a very iconic feature.

After comparing with the "Fuzhou Hotel", Li Sir immediately made a judgment in his heart, patted "Carter" on the shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work, I'll help you out for the show."

"If you want, you can order two Fuzhou dishes to eat, it tastes so terrible!"

"Carter" didn't know that "Yaba" was great in Fuzhou dialect, it meant great, but he could understand Li Sir's attitude. So he nodded with satisfaction and walked into the door of the hotel with a whistle.

"Welcome." The welcome guest standing in the door first spoke the welcome speech in Chinese, and then changed to English.

"Carter" said with his table: "Hello, I'll look for Nakajima."

"I am his lawyer, he is in big trouble and needs my help."

"Is Nakajima in the store?"

"Cart" cleverly brought out a set of lines, looking at the hotel environment with his eyes. There were more than a dozen small square tables on the first floor of the hotel. At this time, five or six guests were having their meals. There was a staircase behind him, and you could walk directly upstairs.

Unfortunately, the female welcome in front of her did not buy it and said she did not know "Nakashima".

"Carter" scratched his head, picked up the menu and sat on a dining table, repeatedly mentioned the name "Nakashima", and accidentally exposed the gun handle at his waist.

The gun handle was more effective than anything you said. The female welcome guest looked at him deeply and asked him to wait for a while. Then he walked up the stairs behind alone and arrived at the third floor of the hotel.

After entering the hall full of gunmen, she bent down the red cheongsam and leaned gently against "Qian Tao" and talked to report.

At this time, "Qian Tao" had just finished talking to the boss and ordered his subordinates to take the little girl away. After listening to the welcome report, he turned to the figure on the sofa and said, "Boss, someone is looking for Nakajima below."

"Zhongdao" picked up the remote control on the table, pressed it forward and lifted up a patterned hanging board on the wall in front, showing six surveillance images.

"Zhongdao" walked out of the desk with a cigar in his arms, gathered with Qian Tao and others in front of the surveillance screen, and saw the low situation clearly in his eyes...

I saw that in a big screen in the middle, "Carter" attracted another waiter and was ordering dishes with great enthusiasm.

It seems that he hasn't forgotten at all, Li Sir's instructions to him.

"Nakashima" laughed and took a sip of the cigar and said, "Take him up and kill him directly."

"Yes, boss."

The female welcome guest nodded, held her hands around her waist, and walked down the stairs step by step to lead the people.

At the same time, the picture changed, and the face of "Nakajima" in a gray suit showed off, which was the US Consul "George" who once walked on the road at the dinner.

However, now "George" has retired and no longer has any official identity, only another name - "Nakashima".

"Hey, brother."

Li Shaoze walked to the intersection of the alley with a cigarette in his mouth and greeted the gunman. When the other party turned his eyes vigilantly, he spread his hands and explained: "Is there any fire?"

"hehe……"

The gunman didn't expect that he was a rustic bull who smoked without fire. After sneering twice, he took out an iron-shell lighter with a little arrogant attitude and reached out to hand it to Li Sir.

"Thank you."

After Li Shaoze reached out to grab the lighter, he did not turn on the cigarette, but suddenly pinched the other party's jaw. Then he quickly spread out his mouth blocked by his palm, and sent the entire lighter directly into the other party's throat.

Bang! Then he lifted and pulled a punch, knocked the gunman out, and threw his eyes into the alley.

I saw a black van parked at the exit opposite the alley. Two gunmen in black suits were stuffing a shaking black plastic bag into the car. The shaking posture of the plastic bag was obviously someone struggling inside.
Chapter completed!