"Except for the gang of troublemakers who came from the South District to make a living, the identity of the gun-toting gangster is currently unknown. According to the investigation, the reason for the fight was that they were drunk and had physical collisions, and then the two sides started fighting. It started to work as if it were soaked with chicken blood." Scar made Lin Ze a cup of tea and said hesitantly, "I also sent someone to check the source of the gun. There were not many black market transactions at that time, except for a few old customers who were involved in assassinations. , there are basically no strangers buying guns, and there are only a few sellers selling the modified .
Lin Ze took a puff of cigarette, took a sip of tea, and said calmly: "Are the seller's words credible?"
"You shouldn't lie to me." Scar frowned and said, "Now our Little Knife Guild is the only one in power, and we can make them starve to death on the streets in a minute. There's no point in lying to me."
"Do you have a specific answer to what I told you?" Lin Ze pursed his lips and asked,
Scar smiled and said: "After checking, no seller has mysteriously disappeared in the past month, not even in the past year."
Lin Ze nodded and said casually: "Catch all the sellers who have done business within this month."
"What." Scar was stunned, thinking that he heard wrongly, and tried, "Brother Xiao Lin, what you mean is..."
"Since no seller died suddenly or disappeared, it means that someone must know about it." Lin Ze took a puff of cigarette and said indifferently, "If there is really a black hand behind the scenes, he will definitely get a gun for the little bastard half-covered. You don’t have to ask strangers to buy it.”
"According to our inference, this gangster is definitely not simple. He should be able to get a gun himself." Scar asked curiously, "Why would he go to the black market to buy a gun?"
"Can you fire the gun under your pillow casually?" Lin Ze joked, "What model is your gun and what kind of bullets does it use? I'm afraid it has a backup. If you really want to use that gun for work, you must use it. You have to throw it away, otherwise you will be caught by the police and you can run away."
"That person wouldn't be stupid enough to let that gangster use his own gun. The person who was shot was not an ordinary person. Even if the police don't have actual evidence, they won't let this person have a good life." Lin Ze spat out a thick mouthful. Yan said, "Find all the sellers who have done business recently and those who have done business without leaving any records. I want to ask them face to face."
"Okay, I'll do it right away." Scar nodded with relief, turned around and went out.
Dao Scar is indeed the most popular big brother in Huaxin City. In just half an hour, the seven or eight sellers who have recently done business hurried over. They thought they were just asking questions as usual, but when they got there, they realized that it was not him who was looking for him. Scar, but the knife-wielding leader who personally defeated the Eighth Master,
At the moment, there are various speculations, and it is unclear what this Xiaodaohui leader, who is said to have hidden his merits and fame, wants to do with him.
Scar arranged this group of seven or eight people into a relatively large private room. The light was bright and even a bit dazzling. After Scar waited with them for about five minutes, the door was pushed open, and a man with a cigarette in the corner of his mouth A young man walked over with his hands in his pockets and a harmless smile on his face, especially the youthful clothes that were completely inconsistent with his temperament. He didn't look like the legendary decisive killer. Brother Xiao Lin, it is more credible to say that he is an ordinary high school student.
As soon as Lin Zefu came in, Scar quickly stood up and put on a respectful posture. Those seven or eight people were also veterans. Seeing that Scar, the most popular person in Huaxin City, was so cautious, he hurriedly stood up in response to the wind and said a few words. Painless flattery,
"Everyone, please take a seat. I'm sorry to trouble you to come here just for a casual chat." Lin Ze waved his hand with a smile.
After seven or eight people were seated, Lin Ze pulled up a chair and sat across from them. He poured himself a glass of Remy Martin that Scar had prepared. He drank it all in one gulp, took another puff of cigarette, and scanned the dark eyes. Everyone glanced at each other and smiled: "I believe everyone knows the reason why I invited you here."
The few decent people nodded to express their understanding, and one of them, a middle-aged man who seemed to be a bit of a leader, complimented: "Brother Xiao Lin, Brother Scar asked last time, and we also provided the transaction records. It came up, and it was indeed not sold to anyone. I even communicated with friends on the road in the neighboring city. If I find an unusual buyer, I will be notified as soon as possible."
"Really?" Lin Ze glanced at him with a half-smile, and the latter immediately lowered his head uneasily as if he had received an electric shock.
"Last time, which of you said you didn't make a transaction or provide transaction records? Come forward." Lin Ze said without emotion.
The middle-aged man who led the conversation hurriedly explained: "Brother Xiao Lin, you must be aware that last time these guys concealed it, it was not because they were unwilling to cooperate. In fact,..." He paused and then said, "Their business was a bit overstepped. I'm afraid that if I shake it out, I'll be chopped down."
Lin Ze frowned slightly, understanding what he meant.
The so-called overstepping of boundaries usually occurs in two situations in this industry. One is selling weapons to two parties who are in a tense situation and are on the eve of a fight. In other words, these gangsters have made a cameo appearance in the United States, hoping that both parties will If you pinch them, you can sell weapons on a large scale and let the two sides fight to the death. From the international perspective, it is to make war wealth, but from the bottom of it, it is unkind, fanning the wind and igniting the evil fire.
Those who are gangsters in the street, even if they have no loyalty in private, they still have to take care of the morality on the surface. People like this gang of gangsters doing this kind of thing are despised and may even be vendettaed. At the very least The end result is that no one will do business with him from now on. After all, I made a deal with you on the front foot, and you bought me a few guns and the number of bullets on the back foot. You told my mortal enemy how many guns you had, and you didn’t tell me openly. ?,
This is the first situation where a boundary is crossed. The other situation is when the weapon is sold to the buyer before it has been modified and the marks have not been removed. This kind of crossing the boundary is even more terrifying and infuriating.
You know, in a country like China with astonishingly strict control over firearms, every gun is numbered. If these marks are not erased, the crisis will be enough to destroy the entire black market network, so this kind of stampede Most people don't do it and don't dare to do it.
So after Lin Ze heard the leader's explanation, he roughly understood that crossing the boundary mentioned here was the first situation. He did not make any reply to this, but just smiled faintly, crossed his legs and said: " No matter what, you all hid it from me, and now you explain that it was because you crossed the line and were afraid of being chopped down, okay, I believe you."
He flicked the cigarette ashes, but his dark eyes revealed a cold luster, and he said lightly: "Then how do I know if you have anything else to hide from me besides these?"
"Brother Xiao Lin, you must believe us. Even if we borrow the courage, we won't dare to deceive you." Cold sweat broke out on the leader's forehead, obviously frightened by Lin Ze's ghastly and terrifying aura.
Lin Ze ignored him, refilled a cigarette, poured another glass of wine, drank it, and said to himself: "The gun must have come from the black market, and this gun killed an old policeman, indirectly As a result, the knife will lose more than one million. This account must be settled clearly." After Lin Ze finished speaking, he waved his hand and said, "Scar, bring me the knife."
Scar, who was sitting silently behind him, stood up and pulled out a fifty centimeter-long blade from behind, which was particularly dazzling under the light.
Lin Ze took the blade, threw it on the glass table filled with wine and fruit plates, and wrote lightly: "Those who come out to mess around must follow the rules. If there is no explanation for this matter, the brothers below who are just messing around will definitely feel uncomfortable. , the brothers who have been wiped out recently and have no food to eat will be even more disappointed. Dahai, you are the big brother in the industry, do you think what I said is reasonable?"
"It makes sense." The middle-aged man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, but his heart was filled with panic.
"Everyone can't just hang out for a living, but a gun leaked out of your industry killed an old police officer, leaving dozens of brothers below without food, and eight others were fished out, three of whom died. This should be done You shouldn't be responsible." Lin Ze's plain tone finally turned cold,
Before Dahai could reply, Lin Ze put out his cigarette butt and said calmly: "Scar gave you a chance, but you didn't find that person, or someone wanted to cover it up. It doesn't matter. This is your business. Whoever sells it to you will pay." You don’t need to be responsible for anything, but the gun you provided is killing law enforcement officers, and because you didn’t provide information in time, the knife caused chaos, and you couldn’t live a peaceful life for a day. You have shouldered this responsibility.”
Lin Ze glanced at the eight people coldly, and said one by one: "Don't say that the knife will bully the small. You don't have to take full responsibility for this, but you can't escape. Each person leaves one hand behind. This matter I'll just pretend it never happened."
He said it lightly and indifferently, but the man opposite him who was used to licking blood from a knife's edge trembled all over and left one hand. How could he make a living in the future?
"Brother Xiao Lin, this matter really has nothing to do with me," Dahai hurriedly begged for mercy, with a hint of crying in his tone.
"I gave you a chance." Lin Ze suddenly stood up, kicked over the coffee table in front of him, and shouted, "But if you don't cherish it, hand over the gun who sold it to you, and you can leave immediately. If you can't hand it over, you can leave alone. Give that man a hand."
Dahai was already frightened, with a complicated and flustered look on his face. He wanted to beg for mercy but felt that there was no room for maneuver in this matter. No matter whether the Xiaodao Guild was bullying others in this matter, after all, a gun was leaked from the black market and the entire underground world was brought to its knees. An Ning, when it comes to responsibility, they will definitely not be able to escape. It is still a sensitive period, so no one will cause trouble for them. Once this news is over, there will definitely be a lot of forces taking out their anger.
Dahai wiped his cold sweat uneasily again, gritted his teeth, and said with a risk-taking attitude: "Brother Xiao Lin, you should know that even though I have been in this business for more than 20 years, I still can't master all the sellers' information. I can only assure you that no one I know has sold that modified .38 recently. If anyone does, it must be a seller on another road."
"Who." Lin Ze said coldly,
"Black Stone."
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PS: About seven chapters will be updated in the next two days, which is two extra days.
