"Hasburn Madison! Do you know what you're talking about?"
In the office of the Metropolitan Police Department, the boss of the Spanish matadors roared like thunder at his new boss.
Why "Boss"? Not Sheriff?
Because the matadors don't regard themselves as auxiliary police at all. They have the final say on the order of Scalper Town. As for the soldiers who stopped in Guangling, they are nothing more than guns with muscles in their heads that only know how to kill. This gun is the Abyss Railway
How can people listen to the weapons given to them by the General Administration?
Young Mr. Hasbourne, childish Mr. Hasbourne!
——He has never known this truth. This ten-year-old young man who is full of energy only knows one thing!
"You want to kill a good person and take credit for it? You want to kill a good person and take credit for it?!"
This is about killing good people and taking merit, which is Xueming and Meteor.
Morian frowned, like an old wolf king, cheek to cheek, chest to chest with the new wolf cub in the pack, neither letting go of the other.
"Fuck you! They are criminals!"
Hasband became even more angry: "Where's the evidence!"
At the scene of the crime, Hasband would still show some sympathy for the old bullfighter, but when he returned to the office of the Metropolitan Police Department, he could no longer bear it.
"Matador Morian! I am your commander! Why do you bypass me and go directly to the law enforcement procedures!?"
Morian: "They passed notes with criminals. This is irrefutable evidence."
Hasband: "You fucking want to kill good people and take credit for it, and use their heads in exchange for rewards?!"
"Oh! Oh!~" Morian's eyes were bloodshot: "Sir from the rapid response force, don't talk nonsense. You can joke outside, but this is in the police station."
With that said, Morian kicked the door of his office closed, completed the blinds and sound insulation, and finally began to tell the truth.
"Children, do you know what is most important in law enforcement in District 11 in Huangniu Town?"
Hasband pursed his lips and became furious. He is a warrior, one of the best attackers in the rapid reaction force. He must immediately enter a state of rage to fight the enemy in various emergencies. This occupational disease makes him look like
A patient with hyperthyroidism found it difficult to suppress his emotions several times when facing the gunsmith.
With a condescending and arrogant attitude, Morian took the position of general manager.
"The most important thing is patience."
Hasband: "I want justice and truth! Fuck patience!"
Morian shrugged and spread his hands: "What is the truth?"
"Didn't Jelina's confession come out? The robber said at the time that he was just asking the Chinese woman for a shopping list of clothes! It was just a shopping list! How could it be said in your mouth that he was colluding with the robber gang to commit the crime?
Is there any evidence? I don’t understand!” Hasben felt puzzled and gritted his teeth: “Morian! Just imagine! What if it was your daughter! Your wife! Your parents are going out!”
Immediately afterwards——
——Hasben waved his hands and said indignantly.
"When they go to the bank, they become robbers! When they go to the bar, they become drug dealers. When they go to the toy store and get water guns, they become gunmen! They must be shot on the spot! Wherever they go, there are people like you.
People want to exchange their heads for money! Is this fair?!"
As he said this, Hasben leaned on the table and lowered his head, like a tiger staring at Morian. When he was emotional, the spittle he spat flew towards the face of Morian, an old dog.
"You are a Spanish matador! You are a militia. The militia protects the people. It cooperates with the military and police in Guangling to protect the property and life safety of the people in District 11! What are you doing?!"
Morian: "Are you done?"
After Hasben's anger was over, he felt a sense of loss and a deep sense of powerlessness for a moment.
He seemed to understand that he couldn't do anything just by getting angry, and he couldn't reverse the case of the two girls, because...
"They confessed, Hasbon." Morian said with a smile: "No matter how much the principal criminal Telina's confession protected the two accomplices, they took the initiative to plead guilty."
Hasben frowned: "This is wrong! It shouldn't be like this."
Morian: "What's wrong?"
Hasben immediately said: "Is there something wrong?! Could it be that they were tortured?"
Morian raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I didn't even have time to be sentenced, and they confessed themselves."
Hasband: "Of course! You're so damn ugly! Go up with a baton and yell a few times, and all these girls will be frightened immediately! They will recognize whatever you say!"
"No, no, no, Hasbon, so let me tell you, you are really too naive, too childish, and too young." Morian rolled his eyes: "What did I tell you at the time, these two little bitches?
They must have something to do with the robbers. Maybe they are [the waitresses]. The big shot in the Hedland Royal Hotel wanted to indulge in pornography, so he ordered the prostitutes found by outside middlemen to wait for them in the felon prison area.
Their distinguished guest."
Seeing that Hasben didn't say anything, Morian continued to speculate.
"The tall one has a good figure. When I went to interrogate her, she looked ecstatic. Returning to the Metropolitan Police Department was just like returning home. The short one was very stupid and answered whatever was asked.
What she said makes no sense, and she actually said that she is a pure man, a fool whose brain has been damaged by drugs - is this kind of person worthy of your sympathy? Sending her to prison will benefit society."
Hasben's lips trembled, and he couldn't believe what he heard: "Aren't there any family members to claim them?"
Morian pretended to be mysterious and said: "No, not from beginning to end."
Hasband finally woke up and smelled something fishy from these clues.
"Could these two women be undercover agents? Are they the special agents of Ao Mingde?"
Prior to this, the news that Bo had formed the three Senates of Anonymous, Kuai Dao, and Zhongmiaomen had long spread throughout the underground world.
Morian's expression was innocent and helpless: "I don't know. If it's really an undercover, it's better to just be a favor."
Hasben asked again: "Impossible, that short girl looks too young. Is she only thirteen or fourteen years old? So short! So thin! What can she do? She can't even protect herself!"
Morian: "Go ahead and guess, it is a good thing to add trouble to yourself. In case you are too idle and want to find a quarrel with me."
Hasband finally asked: "Could it be a contact for criminals, a messenger for them, or a middleman to complete a transaction?"
The posture of Morian slumped in the chair was like a roast duck that had been dissected and placed in the oven. It was very funny, like a silent mockery of Haas.
"It's also a good thing. If it's really a middleman, I'll do it as a favor."
Hasban finally understood what Morian meant by "patience."
There is no distinction between right and wrong in this ghost place. No matter what happens, you have to adapt to circumstances and deal with everyone "depending on the situation."
In Morian's eyes, if these two women cried bitterly and tried to prove their innocence, they might be able to get a bail amount. If they had a backing, they were the wives and daughters of a wealthy businessman, or sisters from the families of dignitaries.
Not only was he unable to get the money, he also had to come to apologize to the eldest lady and the young lady with a smile.
If they confess without resistance, it is the most taboo thing for Morian. They can only be treated as heads in exchange for performance, and more care must be taken, whether these two people with unknown origins are ruthless and Mingde agents, or
As a middleman for other war gangs, even if it is a special industry worker hired by drug lords and criminals with money, he has to weigh the pros and cons and try his best to gain favors.
No matter good or bad, he, Morian, will never go away in vain. Even the manager who was taken hostage was framed by him as a potential criminal who cooperated with the robbers inside and outside. He should be tortured and do nothing.
The oil and water came out, which was obviously not in line with his status as a matador.
This kind of independent and capable social man, this kind of sophisticated veteran, is simply not what Haas can deal with.
The professional status of the police militiamen, for Morian, and for the entire matadors in District 11, is just to clock in and pay attention to the combination of work and rest, and the priority of performance.
Unlike the soldiers and police who throw their lives and blood in Guangling Zhizhi, matadors will not fight tooth and nail, and matadors will not really fight with criminals. This is business, not a stupid game of justice or evil.
Hasband's eyes were stern: "I want to intervene in this matter."
"Why? Are you crazy? Just because of these two girls?" Morian persuaded earnestly: "Young man, your talent is outstanding and has already matured. An old guy like me has seen many armed men.
I don’t want you to bleed and die for these bullshit things.”
Hasband: "This is the first major case I took over the security work in District 11."
"The case has been closed." Morian didn't understand: "Are you interested in those two girls? Do you like Asians? How about I arrange a blind date for you? Forget them! No matter they are ruthless and virtuous warriors,
She is the mistress of a gangster, it’s not something you can get involved with! Are you controlled by the two brains between your legs?"
Hasband: "Fuck you! Morian! I was just thinking, what if?"
Morian: "What if?"
Hasband: "What if they really are just ordinary people?"
"How is it possible?!" Morian sneered: "The women I have seen are more than the cover girls of porn magazines you have seen, and the sexual fantasies are more than those of your entire team of brothers combined. Ordinary people? Me
ask you"
[part·A nest of snakes and rats]
Saying this——
——Morian threw Xueming and Meteor’s luggage contents lists on the table.
"Look clearly! What are they wearing? What do they look like [ordinary people] should have?"
Liquid-related: forty-one panacea injections and sixteen serotonin solutions.
Daily necessities related: La Mer skin care product series, Hermès perfume.
The most questionable contents are panacea and serotonin.
"This neurotransmitter solvent can be used as an antidepressant, and in the hands of some poison masters, it can turn into a hallucinogen." Morian was aggressive and insisted: "No matter where they come from, boy, they are not what you imagined.
Ordinary people among them.”
"Panic elixir and serotonin can't prove anything. They may be little sisters from wealthy families who come out to play." Hasben still insisted on his idea: "There are many sons and daughters of wealthy families in the underground world who travel around for fun.
He died so stupidly in the dangerous wilderness. I can't just sit back and watch, and"
Morian asked impatiently: "Do you have to take care of this matter?"
Hasben nodded, serious and persistent: "This is my first job. I am a perfectionist and will not let anyone suffer injustice - even if these two idiots just want to run away for excitement.
Even if I'm in jail, I won't just sit back and do nothing."
Morian: "What are you going to do? Go into the cell and stare at them 24 hours a day? Ask them why they are here? Where are they going? Hahaha."
The veteran was mid-laughing when he was interrupted by Hasband's fierce punch!
This punch almost killed Morian half of his life. His jaw cracked on the spot, and the bone spurs pierced the flesh of the lower jaw. Broken teeth spilled out, and he rolled around on the desk in pieces, making a ringing sound.
It's like the sound of a money counter working.
"Fuck you. Fuck you." Morian covered his bleeding mouth, "Are you fucking crazy? Fuck you."
"Count me as assaulting the police." Haspen stretched out his hand and asked Morian to handcuff him: "Send me to Hedland."
Morian was almost furious. He grabbed the gun and pointed it directly at Hasbon's head. After thinking for a long time, he finally lost in a silent confrontation.
This ruthless veteran performed a bone-setting operation on himself. He was shaking with anger. He took out an emergency panacea from under the table and cured himself. Only the blood and broken teeth on the floor told the story of what he had just done.
Acts of violence.
"Why?! Why are you doing this? Perfectionist?"
There is only persistence and perseverance in Hasben's dark eyes.
"It's not just these things, Morian. Maybe you're right - do you see my hair?"
This young man has beautiful dark red hair, which was a gift from his mother.
"My mother is the victim and my father is the perpetrator. My birth was purely accidental and came from a rape case. The woman you arrested for credit also has hair like this. She is very similar to my mother. She
Reminds me of the most important person in my life - why should I stand out? Why should I become a warrior? Because my mother never gave up on me, a child of a criminal, and she never hated me. She wanted me to support justice and protect more people.
People are not harmed like her."
Morian put down the gun and didn't know what to say. After a long time, he finally answered: "Go to the cloakroom and I will make arrangements. Come on, you will be charged with assaulting a police officer with a gun and will be sent to the felon prison area."
Hasband: "Thank you, Morian."
Morian then said: "Your first day in office."
As soon as Hasband picked up the gun, he found that there was no bullet in the gun, so he left fingerprints on the evidence so that his colleagues in the laboratory could convict him.
Morian threw away a blank bullet and gave false testimony to the young man.
"On your first day in office, I asked you to go drinking with me, but you didn't agree."
Hasband replied: "The consul wants me to cooperate with you, but I don't know how."
Morian: "You don't even listen to the Archon's orders?"
Hasband: "When you say drinking, you just drink, right? Nothing else?"
Morian: "You want to do something else?"
Hasband: "Of course not."
Morian: "Humph. Hahahaha. Then you promise me that when you come out of Hedland Royal Hotel, you must be in perfect condition. You can't die in it, and you can't meddle in other people's business. Just like you said, you will leave this place intact."
Once the details of these two little bitches are revealed, that will be it."
Hasband: "Let's talk about it then."
Morian: "Then let's go to the bar again and complete the friendship ceremony?"
Hasband sat in front of the repeater.
"Let's talk about it then."
Wait until colleagues from the laboratory department and the agency take Hasben away.
Morian changed his face——
——From enthusiastic to cold and harsh.
He called the front desk of the Royal Hotel in Hedland and asked the hotel's professional manager to forward it to the intelligence agency in the Hedland Crime Area, and he wanted to treat this information as a gift to every criminal with a bad record.
.
"Two female prisoners are going to the severe punishment area, which is very suspicious."
"Yes, I'm not sure if he's an undercover agent. He could be a middleman, a bounty hunter, or a killer who pays for his life."
"If possible, let them identify the person in the cloakroom. If they can't identify him, he's not one of yours. It's likely that he's an arrogant, ruthless and virtuous person. Give them a lesson and then drive them out."
"Jelina and Jero have already gone in to prepare for the wedding. Don't send me invitations, I won't come. When their child is born, I can come, but not this time. I asked little Penny to
Is it okay to bring a gift? I can’t go to the criminal’s wedding just after catching the criminal, right?”
"There's another thing, that is."
"I have a deputy named Haspen Madison, and he's gone into Hedland as well."
"No, no, it's not what you think. I have no intention of placing a newsboy in the hotel. He is new here and he doesn't understand anything, but I really can't bear to let him go."
"He was stunned by the two female prisoners, the two little bitches I mentioned before. He has to go to prison to find out their identities and find out their purpose. If he did anything extraordinary,
Just drive him out."
"You want to ask why? He is my superior! How dare I order him? He punched me and broke my jaw, just because there is a female prisoner who looks like his mother. Just for this reason."
"It's incredible, hahahaha. Right? I can't figure it out either."
"Well, no problem. The toll at the checkpoint at the junction of District 11 should still be 1,500 yuan. If you want to transport drugs, tell them that you will have to add 4,000 yuan, based on the standard per kilogram."