The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 340 The end of intelligence and farce

After Ron targeted the drug dealers as a new target, he certainly didn't forget to go to professionals to obtain information as soon as possible, and there are three main sources of information in Ron's underground world.

No matter which city the drag racers are in, they have the most complicated sources of information. Some drug lords find drivers among them to transport drugs for them, but after Toretto became famous, such things became rare, so it is not possible to Bring useful news to Ron.

Secondly, it is the slum where Carl Jr. lives. The poor in the slums rarely have any serious jobs, and most of them will do some "part-time jobs" related to the drug trade. Of course, the Gallagher family is no exception.

But since Fiona and Ron, the eldest sister of the Gallagher family, have been together, the entire Gallagher family has been taken care of, and at the same time, it has opened up a gap with the original old neighbors, at least like this kind of special care for the poor. The way to make money will no longer be shared with them.

Especially after the Gallagher family had an agent and a policeman, this gap became more obvious.

So, in desperation, Ron could only come to the place where he dug up the first pot of gold in Los Angeles and the biggest source of income-Brothers Fried Chicken Los Angeles Main Store.

"Sir, this is the fried chicken you asked for. Are you satisfied with our service?"

Brother Fried Chicken Restaurant, Uncle Fried Chicken delivered the fried chicken that Ron just ordered to his seat.

Uncle Fried Chicken had a standard business-like smirk on his face, and he looked as kind and kind as a middle-aged uncle who was harmless to humans and animals, but only Ron knew that such a harmless-looking person turned out to be The super drug lord who controls the entire California and even a small half of the American methamphetamine market underground.

"Of course I'm satisfied~" Ron raised his head, and pointed to the place next to him with a half-smile: "But I still have some suggestions for your restaurant, and I want to chat with you, is that okay?"

I don't know whether it was Ron's intention or not, but the seat he was sitting in happened to be the place where he and Uncle Fried Chicken met for the first time and blackmailed Uncle Fried Chicken with a fake bomb. Of course, Fried Chicken would not have any good memories of this place.

But he still honestly put down the dinner plate and sat across from him: "I have already arranged for someone to pay the taxes for the last quarter, and you may have to wait for a while for this quarter, but if I remember correctly, the distance from the tax you set There is still a long way to go before the deadline.”

"Of course I know this. Andy has already reported it to me. Congratulations on becoming an honorable taxpayer. Of course, I didn't come to you to talk about that." Ron took out the photos of the crime scene and threw them on the table .

"I came to you to talk to you about this matter. I think, competitors who appear on your site, there is no reason for you to know nothing about them, right?"

Uncle Fried Chicken could tell what type of drug was in the photo at a glance, and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, I really don't know about them, maybe you misunderstood me, the type of drug I deal in is methamphetamine, A chemically synthesized drug is also the cheapest drug.

What you showed me is heroin. They need to plant it, extract it from the plant and then process it into drugs. They are in two circles with me. In fact, our customer groups are different. To put it bluntly, they are equivalent to CUCCI in drugs, and what I make is nothing but Nike and Adidas, do you understand me when I say this? "

"Of course I understand, but I remember that you are also a South American immigrant in your file. I think you should be familiar with this thing, or someone in your hometown should still keep in touch with you, right? Carter Mr. Flynn of the Earle family?"

The Cartel family was the name of the drug trafficking organization that Uncle Fried Chicken originally belonged to. Of course, Ron had done his homework before coming here.

Ron continued to look at Uncle Fried Chicken with a playful smile. This was a spiritual contest, and Ron was the one who had the upper hand. Sure enough, the two looked at each other for a short time, and Uncle Fried Chicken was quickly defeated. Come.

"Okay, I admit, I still have some connections with those people, but the profits of heroin are not as strong as meth, and I haven't touched that stuff for a long time, and even I assure you, there is no cartel family operation in the whole of Los Angeles now." Not even a gram of heroin.

In fact, the Cartel family has been wiped out by me. From now on, there will be no Cartel family in the world anymore. "

Ron's eyes lit up, and he finally found useful information from Uncle Fried Chicken's words: "You killed them? Then where did these things come from? They couldn't have fallen from the sky, could they?"

"Of course not. Without the cartel family, there will be other forces that will immediately seize the territory that belongs to them and continue to do so. If I guess correctly, they should come from Bobby."

"Bobby?" Ron was unfamiliar with the name.

"Yes, a newly-emerged drug lord has controlled almost all drug producing areas in the world through iron and blood methods, and has her own technical team. The new drug she developed has almost turned the addiction of heroin double.

How about paying double tax next month in my case if you plan to go to her trouble? "

Uncle Fried Chicken is rare, he said in a very seductive tone.

Of course Ron knew that he didn't have any good intentions. He just planned to let his own people fight with Bobby, but even so, so what?Ron didn't think a shady drug dealer was a threat.

"No problem. It seems that the tax rate I set for you before is still low. Maybe we can adjust it after this incident," Ron easily agreed, "Of course, apart from money, I I also need you to provide me with some other information, if I want to track down Bobby's line, where should I start?"

"Los Angeles Police Department." Uncle Fried Chicken blurted out almost without thinking, and gave the answer that surprised Ron the most: "As far as I know, Bobby has been cooperating with the Los Angeles police in drug trafficking. Bobby is responsible for providing drugs, and Los Angeles The cops at the police station who took dirty money would help her transport the drugs directly into the city.

It was almost an open secret that sometimes the drugs were kept in the evidence room of the police station. "

Well, if Ron felt very relaxed at the beginning, now he has started to feel a headache. Being able to hide the poison in the evidence room is definitely not something that a few low-level black policemen can do.

There must be higher-level figures involved in this.

Seeing that Ron had been silent for a long time, Uncle Fried Chicken asked in a provocative tone, "How is it? Are you scared?"

"Afraid?" Ron curled his lips: "I don't have the word fear in my dictionary, but before investigating this matter, I think I need to solve some small farces first."

(End of this chapter)