Chapter 1183 1181 [I'm sorry, I'll show you again! 】
Chapter 1183 1181 [Sorry, I’m trying to trick you again!]
Wade's eyelids twitched a few times: "Are you cheating on me?"
"How can you say that? We only obtained confessions from other suspects through interrogation. The confessions prove that you are related to the robbery of the Grand Theater!" the interrogator said word by word.
Wade smiled coldly: "I don't admit it, what can you do to me?"
"Then I'm sorry."
"Why, do you still want to interrogate and extort a confession? Don't forget, my identity is Viscount of the British Empire!" Wade's calculation was very clear. What if the other party bites him? As long as he doesn't speak and refuses to admit it, they will
Even if you want to make false accusations, you have to weigh your own weight!
"Viscount? I'm so scared!" The interrogator approached Wade and was about to continue threatening him. Suddenly a voice came from outside: "I am Sir Wade's lawyer. I want to see him. You can't stop me!"
While he was talking, he saw a white man in a suit and leather shoes walking in carrying a briefcase.
He is in his thirties, has a handsome face, and has a very gentlemanly mustache. He looks a bit like a young man, but at this moment, his face is sullen and he looks very serious.
"Now, Mr. Wade, we didn't do anything to you. Be careful what you say later." the interrogator warned.
Wade became happy and secretly scolded the police for attacking the street.
"God, what's the environment here? It's sour, smelly, and dirty! It's like a doghouse!" As soon as the white lawyer came in, he covered his nose with a handkerchief, looking disgusted.
Suddenly he saw Wade and said in surprise: "Sir Wade, is that you?"
"Uh, um...who are you?" Wade looked at the person in front of him and felt strange.
"I am your attorney."
"Wrong, my lawyer is Mr. Hans! I don't know you!"
"Oh, here's the thing, my name is Cruz, I am Mr. Hans's brother and his partner! It was raining outside, and Mr. Hans had a car accident on the way here, so he called me to come and help.
"No, this is my lawyer's license!" Cruise said, taking out the certificate from his pocket and showing it to Wade.
Wade took a look and saw that it was indeed a lawyer's license, and the person in the photo was also the person in front of him.
Wade was still a little confused, but Cruise had already yelled at the police: "God, look what you have done? Mr. Wade is pale and in a daze - I have the right to change my clothes here and you targeted him."
Illegal interrogation! Your interrogation has caused my client to feel unwell. Now I request that my client be taken out on parole for medical treatment, and I reserve the right to accuse you!"
The interrogator and others looked at each other, not expecting this lawyer who appeared out of nowhere to be so difficult to deal with.
"Ha, what are you saying with just one mouth? We didn't touch him at all!"
"Yes, we are all good policemen who abide by the law! Only the devil conducted an illegal interrogation on him!"
The police denied it.
"A good law-abiding policeman? You saw my lawyer's ID just now, and now I want to see yours. What if you are pretending to be one?" Lawyer Cruz snorted, aggressively.
"This is the police station, are you pretending to be someone else? You can pretend to be someone else!"
"Please show me your ID!" Cruise said righteously.
The interrogator and others looked at me and I saw you, so they had to take out their ID badges and said: "Look carefully, Mr. Lawyer! We are all good police officers!"
Cruise took the certificate and looked at it carefully, and compared his face with the interrogator and others, and then said: "Now you can only prove your identity as a police officer. As for whether you are a good police officer or a bad police officer,
That’s hard to say!”
After speaking, Lawyer Cruise turned to Wade and said respectfully: "Mr. Wade, what do you answer when I ask you now - did they torture you to extract a confession?"
"Not yet."
“Did they verbally attack you?”
"That's true!"
"Very good, you can write down the details later."
Seeing Lawyer Cross being so arrogant, Wade was secretly happy, but the interrogator and others were unhappy: "Hey, hey, are you mistaken? This is the police station, do you still take us seriously?"
Lawyer Cruise ignored them at all, opened his briefcase directly, took out a camera very quickly and said to Wade: "Sir Wade, now I want to take some photos for you as evidence. You should understand what to do."
How?"
Wade thinks this lawyer is too damn sinister, but he likes it!
Wade immediately leaned on the chair in a cooperative manner, with his head drooped in a posture of being aggrieved, grinning in pain.
Bang bang bang!
Lawyer Cruise filmed him wildly, then turned to the interrogator and others and said: "I'm sorry, although my photography skills are not good, but as a British Empire lawyer, my tenet is to rely on evidence in everything."
!I keep these photos as a souvenir, don’t you object?”
In front of him, Cruise had a warm smile and a gentle manner, but it made the interrogator and others feel like they were being stared at by a venomous snake, ready to open his mouth and show his fangs at any time.
The interrogator glared at Cruise fiercely, "Of course, but please hurry up and don't delay us from continuing the interrogation."
"Continue the interrogation? My client has just said that he is not feeling well, and now I want to release him on bail!" Cruise said, turning to Wade: "Mr. Wade, are you really feeling unwell? Yes
Don’t you need me to bail you out?”
Wade smiled and said: "Yes, yes! I feel so uncomfortable! You can take care of everything!"
"Okay!" Without saying a word, Cruise opened his briefcase and took out a document as if by magic and handed it to the interrogator: "This is the bail material I prepared. Now it only needs Mr. Wade's signature!"
"
Before the other party could see clearly, Cruise had already snatched the information and handed it to Wade: "Sir, sign quickly! I will take you out after signing!"
Wade was already impatient beside him. He took the pen directly, swiped at the signature area, signed, then stood up and said with an unruly attitude: "You damn police, don't you want to arrest me? You want to frame me.
Right? Now, why don’t you just watch me walk out in a big way?”
The interrogator and others looked at him with strange expressions.
Sir Wade thought he had shocked them, so he became even more arrogant and his expression became more arrogant, "Why, are you looking at me with such a small look, asking to be let go? No, absolutely not! God, you treated me so badly before.
I will never forget the insult! You will look good when I get out!"
After Wade finished speaking, he turned around and patted Cruise on the shoulder and said: "Is that so Cruise? You did a great job! When you go out later, you can get me a hospital certificate first, proving that I was mentally shocked and seriously injured! Now
Isn’t it popular to pay for mental damages? Let these police officers taste what it’s like to be sued!”
A smile appeared on Cruise's face: "Okay, I will help you get it when I get back, but before that, there is something I want to tell you."
"What to talk about?"
"My name is not Cruise!"
"Well?"
"I'm not your personal lawyer either."
"Well?"
"To be precise, my name is 'Badgar', and I just came back from South Korea!"
"Well?"
"I am the general manager of Shinhwa Group's foreign trade company, and I am also Shi Zhijian's cheap second uncle! My niece is his eldest wife!"
Wade looked surprised and couldn't say "uh" anymore.
"Also, the document you signed just now is not a bail document, but a confession document!"
With a bang, Wade's head exploded!
He stared hard at "Badgar".
Badgar wiped his mustache, bowed to him very gentlemanly and said: "Sorry, I'm trying to trick you again!"
…
Bodegaer left the interrogation room and threw the briefcase he was carrying to his subordinates waiting outside.
Today's Badgar is no ordinary person. He is a famous Asian arms tycoon. Many places in Asia rely on him to provide arms.
In addition, Badgar is the "big water pipe" of the British army. By selling arms to those high-ranking military officials, he has made everyone a fortune.
Not only did many military leaders personally receive him, they also prepared the best hotels, cars, and beautiful women to serve him.
Unfortunately, before Badgar could be happy in the hotel, Shi Zhijian called him and asked him to perform such a play here.
"Damn it, does my cheap niece-in-law have special powers and know that I have acting talent? Otherwise, why would you give me such an important task?" Badgar muttered, snapping his fingers at his subordinates, and moving towards
Walk to the phone room of the police station.
In the phone room, a white police officer was talking on the phone. Without saying a word, Bodega reached out to pull him out and pushed him aside.
"Asshole, what are you going to do?" The police officer had never seen such a domineering person before, and he was very angry.
Badgar ignored him at all and just snapped his fingers at his men again.
The subordinate immediately took out a wad of pounds and handed it to the angry police officer.
As soon as the police officer touched the money, he immediately laughed, bowed to Badgar and said: "I'm not in a hurry, you can take a long time to fight!"
Badgar opened his suit, put one hand in his pocket, and held the microphone with the other hand while dialing the phone number.
The call was answered soon.
Badgar arrogantly said to the other end of the phone: "According to my cheap niece-in-law plan, the matter has been settled! The police here will soon be dispatched to clean up the Razor Party!"
On the other end of the phone——
It was drizzling at night, and Yan Xiong held the phone in a phone booth on the street in East London and said: "Okay, I got it!"
Snap!
Yan Xiong hung up the phone.
He turned around and did not walk out of the phone booth immediately. Instead, he squinted at the miserable night and the continuous drizzle. He remembered well that there was thunder just now.
"It's such a nice weather tonight!" Yan Xiong took out a big cigar from his arms and bit it proudly on his mouth.
In the night, with the firelight flickering, he lit the cigar with a lighter, blew out a puff of thick smoke, and then walked out of the phone booth.
Outside, Axe-Jun was holding an umbrella for him, and the raindrops made a ticking sound on the umbrella.
Yan Xiong walked towards the parked vehicle on the roadside under an umbrella, bent down and got into the car.
The ax clicked and the umbrella closed.
Behind Yan Xiong's car were more than thirty buses full of people. Inside the buses were members of the Chaozhou Gang from Chinatown, as well as 800 strong soldiers that Yan Xiong borrowed from Hongmen.
In the car, Chaozhou Gang boss Hong Kun asked Yan Xiong, who got into the car, "How are you doing?"
"The matter has been settled and the police will take action soon!"
"Then let's-"
Yan Xiong gave a quizzical smile: "Of course it's the cooperation between the police and the people to crack down on gangs and eliminate evil!"
As he spoke, he flicked the cigar ashes out of the window, with a sinister look on his lips.
Hong Kun became excited and said, "Let's go! Let's fight one by one and eradicate the Razor Party!"
"Come on the streets, fight them one by one, it's already dawn!"
"What should we do?"
"Of course we will divide the troops!" Yan Xiong said, "One bus will be assigned to a venue, and none of the thirty largest venues of the Razor Party will be spared! As for us, of course we will go straight to Huanglong and raid the lair of the Razor Party!"
Hong Kun laughed loudly when he heard this and gave Yan Xiong a thumbs up: "As expected of Inspector Yan! Exciting!"
He immediately ordered the people around him to say: "Pass on what Inspector Yan just said! Tonight we want the police and the people to cooperate to crack down on crime and eliminate evil!"
"Yes, boss!"
Soon, more than thirty buses behind received the order!
Long Kui, a double-headed member of the Chaozhou Gang, shouted: "Brothers, get ready! We want the police and citizens to cooperate!"
On another bus, the gold-medal thug Dao Zaihao even wrapped the machete tightly in his right hand with tape while calling to his men: "Everyone is safe, we are going to crack down on gangs and evil tonight! Ho ho ho!"
…
Caesars Nightclub is the largest nightclub in the East End of London and the place where the Razorbacks make the most money.
In the alleyway of the nightclub, a white man was beating a black girl.
The girl is young, her hair is tied into a series of braids, and her eyes are bright.
"Damn my cousin, you think you are covered with gold, but you dare to offend the guest? The guest gives you a chance to make money, but you dare to refuse?"
Bang bang bang!
The white guy grabbed the black girl by the hem of her clothes and slapped her hard on the face.
The black girl was beaten until her cheeks were red and swollen and her teeth were bleeding. She begged for mercy: "Please, God, don't hit me again! I came here to make money to go to college. I only drink with you and don't sell my body!"
"Cousin, what are you talking about? Not selling yourself? How are you going to pay back the money and get the tuition to go to school? Haven't you understood the situation clearly? You are a black man, a nigger! You were born to be a slave, and selling is your only way out!
Oh, damn cousin!" The white gangster pushed the black girl to the ground and kicked her hard on the head, chest, and abdomen!
The black girl kept begging for mercy at first, but gradually she stopped moving and looked behind the gangster in horror.
The white bastard kicked the black girl hard in the abdomen twice, and then he realized something was wrong. "What are you looking at? Do you think someone can save you? Is it OO7 or Batman?"
The white guy said, turned his head and looked behind him, and then he was stunned!
In the hazy night rain, there were more than fifty burly men standing neatly behind him.
Those big men were all Chinese with black hair and black eyes.
The white bastard got angry and raised his middle finger at the Chinese people without any fear: "Fuck! Who are you trying to scare? You yellow-skinned pigs! Do you know who I am? I am -"
Wow!
Fifty Chinese people took out machetes from their backs. The bright machete gave off a cold light in the rain. Bah, bah, the rain hit the blade!
