Sovit Community.

This is a typical black community, with dirty roads, dilapidated houses, unkempt lawns, and garbage piled in the yard.

The only place with a good environment and greenery is the park on the east side of the community.

In the evening, dynamic music sounded in the community park, and a party was being held on the lawn. There was a row of tables in the southeast corner with food, fruit and drinks, and a large number of black people gathered around it.

They gathered together in small groups, chatted, drank, and swayed to the music. Everyone looked like they were enjoying themselves.

A black man with dreadlocks jumped on the stool and clapped his hands, "Hey, ladies and gentlemen, stop for a moment and listen to what I have to say."

Some people looked at the man with dreadlocks, while others were either chatting or immersed in the music, twisting rhythmically. Black people have a natural talent for music.

The man with dreadlocks was not satisfied with this. He turned off the sound, and the whole party immediately fell silent. He shouted again, "Guys, before the party officially starts, I want to say a few words. It won't take too long."

A man wearing sunglasses said dissatisfiedly, "On, Tommy, you bastard wants to be in the limelight again."

The man with dreadlocks shook the fingers of his right hand, "No No No, it's not me who should be in the limelight today.

Ladies and gentlemen, I just want to ask a few questions, and you just need to answer me.

Did you have fun today?"

"Yes." A sparse response came from the party.

The man with dreadlocks put his right palm against his ear and said, "I can't hear you. You have to speak louder.

Who invited you to the party today?"

The crowd shouted, "Selda."

"Who threw the party?"

"Selda."

“Who provided the food and drinks?”

"Selda."

"So, who should you thank the most tonight?"

"Selda."

The man with dreadlocks pointed to the black man wearing a gold chain and asked, "Who is he?"

"Selda."

"Yes, he is the host of the party. How about we let him say a few words?"

"OK."

"I have no opinion."

"Oh, Zelda..."

The man with dreadlocks waved to Shelda, "E on, man, don't be shy. This is your home field today."

Shelda smiled and nodded to everyone, "Hey guys, I'm glad you can come to my party.

The food and drinks are enough tonight, I hope you can have a happy night." Shelda patted her chest and pointed to the people around her, "I like you."

The man with dreadlocks waved his hand, "Let me shout together, Shelda!"

"Selda!"

Black men's names echoed through the park.

Not far away, there was a black SUV car.

David cursed, "Fuck! Are they a bunch of idiots? They were just throwing a garbage party, making it look like they were occupying the White House.

I feel like my IQ has been lowered."

Luke smiled and said, "If these guys were in their right mind, they wouldn't be able to rob and kill prison guards."

David smiled, "That sounds reasonable.

Do you need me to shout your name?"

Luke gestured with his middle finger and said, "It's done."

"Guys, it's time to start work." Luke said into the intercom, then opened the car door and got out of the car.

The police officers got out of the car one after another and entered the community park from all directions.

At first, Luke was worried that Shelda would be alert and run away, but to his surprise, he had already arrived at the party, where Shelda was still holding a beer and flirting with several black women.

"Hey, you white boys, this is not the place you should be here, leave immediately." The man with the dreadlocks saw Luke and others, staggered over, pointed at Luke and others,

"Don't let me say it a second time, otherwise, you will end up in a miserable place."

David touched his nose and said mockingly, "God, I'm going to be scared to death."

"Haha..." Several police officers also laughed.

"Fuck! You bastards dare to laugh at me, I will make you pay the price!" The man with the dreadlocks seemed to feel insulted, and showed the gun in his waist, "Apologise to me immediately, otherwise..."

With a sound of "Wow...", the surrounding police officers all pulled out their pistols and pointed them at the man with dreadlocks.

"lapd!"

"Hold your head with both hands and don't move!"

"Be honest, or I'll shoot!"

The man with dreadlocks saw several pistols pointing at him, and he was immediately frightened and his legs kept shaking.

The black people at the party were so frightened that they hid aside, and several black women screamed in terror.

Shelda looked at the several armed police officers with a horrified expression, took a few steps back, turned around and ran away.

However, before he could take a few steps, he was blocked by Xiao Hei and Jackson, "lapd!"

Shelda, you're under arrest."

Under the gunshot of the dark hole, Sherda had no choice but to raise her hands, "How did you find me?"

Xiao Hei walked over, put handcuffs on him, and said with a smile, "You can hear those idiots shouting your name from a few miles away.

By the way, your name sucks.

It smells like shit."

Shelda “…”

Not far away, a man with dreadlocks was also escorted into the car. He struggled and shouted, "Why are you arresting me?"

David pushed him into the car, "because you were resisting arrest with a gun."

"I didn't know you were police."

David closed the car door directly. He didn't care. They were all here anyway. If he could catch one more, it wouldn't be unfair to catch all the guys at the party.

…

Robbery and Murder Department, interrogation room.

After returning to the police station, Luke directly interrogated Shelda Carr.

Shelda Carr glared at Luke and others and said dissatisfiedly, "You ruined my party."

Luke smiled and said, "You're right, I'm considering whether to arrest everyone in the park and let you continue the party in prison."

"You can't do this to me!"

"Then what should I do to you, chanting your name like those idiots?"

"Haha..." Xiao Hei on the side was amused.

Shelda Carr showed an angry look, "Why are you arresting me? You'd better give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise, my lawyer will definitely sue you."

"Do you know Latifah Gallo?"

Shelda Carr curled her lips, "I know a person named Latifah Gallo, but I'm not sure if we are talking about the same person."

Luke took out a photo of Latifah Gallo and asked, "Do you know her?"

"Yes, I served time in prison before and she was a prison guard."

"It seems that something unpleasant happened between the two of you in prison, so you took revenge on her."

"No, we have a very good relationship. I didn't retaliate against her."

"Have you met recently?"

"Yes."

"when?"

"The afternoon before yesterday."

"Where did we meet?"

"This is my private matter, why should I tell you? Is it because I am friends with Latifah Gallo?"
To be continued...