North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 364 Robbery?

Jimmy locked the car and began to stroll along the street, paying attention to everyone nearby. This is not an easy thing to do.The key is that the clues given by homeless people are too common. Not all Americans are tall, and there are many people in the range of 170-175. It is very difficult for Jimmy to observe and locate such people.

The observation during the day is mainly aimed at the neighborhood environment, and more importantly at night, because the murderer always comes out at night, so Jimmy plans to stay up all night today and try to wait until after midnight nearby to see if he hopes to find someone who is shopping alone .

Jimmy called Nia first, and then parked the car in a third-party parking lot.It is very inconvenient to park on the side of the road for a long time, so the parking lot here is a little more worry-free.

Jimmy left the parking lot and walked on the street. He bought a cup of coffee from the street and drank it while walking. Suddenly, a black guy in front stopped him. His right hand stuck out of his pocket, and a jumping knife popped out.Just as Jimmy was about to make a move, someone pressed something against his lower back. "Hey, buddy, get inside." The person in front motioned Jimmy to the side alley.

Fuck, it's not completely dark yet, you guys are a little bold.Jimmy hasn't turned his head yet, and he's not sure what's holding him against his lower back. Judging from the jumping knife held by the black man in front, it's probably a jumping knife behind him.

You actually took a jumping knife out of your pocket openly and aboveboard. Did you know that you broke the law? !

This place is relatively remote, and there are not many people in the front and back. Jimmy can only turn around and go to the small alley next to him. When he turned around, Jimmy saw the people behind him. After walking a few steps, just two or three meters into the alley, the black man in front couldn't wait to say: "Take out your wallet, hurry up."

Jimmy turned around slowly, and stretched his right hand towards his suit. It was obviously not the first time these two guys had robbed. They were not far away from Jimmy, but were close to Jimmy, only thirty or forty centimeters away. Reach out and get your hands on Jimmy.

With his right hand, he took out the wallet from the inner pocket of his clothes. When the black man reached for it, Jimmy poured the coffee in his hand. The warm coffee would not burn them, but it did interfere with their movements.

Looking at their expressions, Jimmy knew it was bad. He turned his head and looked at Uncle Hao: "Uncle Hao, this physical evidence will be sent for testing, and the fingerprints on it will be recorded. It will definitely not work now. See if you let them Let’s go there together? Enthusiastic citizens assist the police in arresting the murderer, which is also a good thing. The injured person is Chinese, and everyone will help each other, and nothing will happen.”

Jimmy ran back to the parking lot and drove to Queens to follow up on the big night when he was solving a case. He was so angry now.

One of them raised his hand, and Uncle Hao nodded, "You go with him. Xiaosheng, man, I will leave it to you, but you have to send it back to me in its entirety."

Speaking of which, Jimmy has always wanted to get a mafia jumping knife, but he has not yet had a good channel to get a high-quality one, and the quality sold in underground stores is really not good.

This black man has a bad brain, and it’s not good to rob anywhere. It has to be in Chinatown. More than 95% of the people here are Asian. Where do you want to go as a black man?What's more, you fucking stabbed a Chinese driver, so if your brain gets wet, just put it in the dryer and put it on the drier, is it just a decoration on your neck?
"Has the forensics department come to extract fingerprint clues?" Jimmy asked the police who blocked the scene.

Jimmy: "Okay." Jimmy put on disposable gloves, took a look at the two wallets, and found that the better wallet had ID in it, and it was Chinese.He picked up the dagger next to him, pulled it out and found that although it had been wiped a little, there was still a little blood on it, so he didn't run away.

Less than 10 minutes later, the uncle's phone rang. He answered the phone and listened to a few words, then turned to Jimmy and said, "Come with me."

Jimmy: "Fxxk! Can't people from this group of associations make it easier? Chuck, are your people chasing now?"

Jimmy turned and left. His car was parked here, and the NYPD staff watched over it. In Flushing, it is impossible to chase after him by car. The traffic here is very heavy, so it is better to walk on your legs.I've confirmed with the police who stayed behind just now, it's only two blocks away, so it's not a big problem.

"Detective, you need to go back with us." A police officer said to Jimmy.

Chuck: "From our point of view, it is irrelevant, but the people from the New York Taxi Drivers Association contacted us just now. If we don't give them an explanation, they will hold a press conference soon."

Jimmy nodded again and again, "Thank you, uncle." He also lit a cigarette for himself, and stood smoking with the uncle, and chatted a few words about which store nearby has better goods, where to buy gifts and so on.

The NYPD came up to handcuff them. Jimmy only wore a pair of handcuffs when he went out. It was a bit troublesome for two people, so he kept threatening them with guns just now.

It turned out that the black man behind Jimmy dodged the coffee and rushed towards Jimmy. Jimmy just fell off the black man in front of him. He squatted down and turned around, lifted the black man with his shoulders, and fell directly to the ground, and the jumping knife in his hand fell to the ground.

I was in a bad mood at first, and these two stunned young men came here. Jimmy was also idle, and he gave them a verbal output, and then let them lie on the ground, holding their heads in their hands, and searched. The only weapons were two small knives. No guns, two low-class robbers.

When I came to the side of the market, several NYPD patrol officers were still guarding the market. Good guy, this group of people really puts safety first. There are only two guards on the line, and everyone else should go in to find someone.

Two people stood beside him, and a person greeted him at the door. "Uncle Hao, someone caught him."

After 2 minutes, the uncle came out and nodded to Jimmy: "You are lucky, wait a minute, someone will send him over."

"Inform Detective Chuck of the Police Detective Bureau of the results, and I'll go see how the chase is going over there?"

Uncle Hao nodded to the two people guarding Heizi, they stretched out their hands to pull the black man up, Jimmy took out the handcuffs and handcuffed them, and then asked them to put his things in a plastic bag. "By the way, did you come across a wallet and a dagger during your body search? Where did you touch it?"

There is really no way to do it here in the Bronx, it's too chaotic, and it's Ruiz's gang affairs, it's impossible for Jimmy to toss them directly, so let them go.

"It hasn't arrived yet, because they have already got off work at this time and are rushing over."

The uncle didn't expect that he would see something while watching the excitement, so he looked at Jimmy, "Where did the younger generation come from?"

When they subconsciously dodged backwards, Jimmy reached out and grabbed the knife-holding hand of the black man in front of him. After twisting it slightly, he slashed his arm with a knife. The pain of the reverse joint made him let go of the jump knife in his hand.Immediately afterwards, Jimmy pulled his hands back and kicked his calf. A simple movement caused the black man in front to lose his center of gravity and hit his head on the wall next to him.

The NYPD officer looked at Jimmy's ID and returned it to him.

Chuck: "Another taxi driver was attacked. Near Chinatown, Queens, the murderer stabbed the driver with a knife, robbed his wallet and mobile phone and ran away. The driver struggled to the street and called for help. Someone called the police and sent him to the hospital."

Jimmy took out his ID: "FBI Jimmy Yang, Yang Liansheng, you can just call me Xiaosheng. I had nothing to do with me, I was just walking around here, but when I got the news, I found out that it was one of us who was stabbed, so I Come here and give me a hand. One of our guys got hurt and he has to pay for it, these niggers are doing too much."

Jimmy nodded: "Well, a driver was stabbed just now, and his wallet and mobile phone were robbed. It was just two streets away. A black man ran over in a hoodie, and they chased him here."

The murderer was a black man wearing a hoodie. He was wearing a hat when he ran away, so the people around didn't see him clearly. However, the black man was too conspicuous in Flushing, a Chinese gathering area, so the police behind him were directly in the surrounding area. Under the guidance of the man, he chased after him.

Jimmy watched him enter the store, and he was right.Jimmy was forced to throw a bunch of Chinese gang information at Ruiz's side before. At that time, Ruiz might have asked him to handle this business, so the information given was very complete.When I saw this uncle just now, I noticed his tattoo. It belonged to one of the gangs. Otherwise, I wouldn't have found him among the onlookers.

Jimmy smiled and shook his head, "I'm not an immigrant, but I'm originally from Henan."

Chuck said in a bad tone: "No time, you send Nia back to me!"

"Call the police!" Chuck didn't refuse, he knew what case Jimmy was dealing with.

A few minutes later, two police cars stopped outside the alley, and four NYPD patrol officers, two at the front and two at the back, slowly entered the alley, all of them with their guns drawn. "NYPD, put down your gun." Jimmy pointed the gun at the two robbers.

Jimmy followed the uncle out of the market and walked to the house of a labor agency next door. A black man in a black and gray hoodie was squatting in the corner. On the table next to him were two wallets, two mobile phones, and a A sheathed dagger, a bunch of keys.

Their eyes widened, what the hell, does it matter?

Chuck: "Understood."

Uncle Hao said to Jimmy: "Xiao Sheng, go and see if it's the person you want."

Jimmy: "Bronx, what happened?"

Jimmy came to the location where the police gathered. This is a small market, and there is a small market inside. Although it is night, there are quite a few people here. Several policemen are guarding the entrance and exit. Four policemen have already entered the market to check.

Jimmy gave the phone to the police. There were people inside who were making trouble, so Jimmy stood up and made a simple statement with the police. In addition to robbery, he would also be charged with concealed possession of controlled knives. Mafia jumping knives is prohibited from concealing Carried knives.

Jimmy was stunned and speechless, "That man said back, I was robbed by two black boys in the Bronx, they have been arrested by the patrol and ready to be sent back, but I don't have time to go back and take notes now, the case here is very busy, Please help me deal with it!"

The uncle took Jimmy's cigarette, and Jimmy lit it for him. The uncle took a puff and raised his chin, "Are you with them?"

Jimmy asked about the situation, looked at the surrounding environment and the onlookers, and then walked to the uncle who was watching the excitement at the entrance of the store next to him. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it over, and asked in Mandarin: "Uncle, may I ask?" Now, who is in charge of this market?"

Jimmy shook his head, "I'm here to investigate a murder case, I don't have time to go back with you now, let's take a transcript here."

Uncle: "Looking at you, you don't look like a scorpion. What do you do?"

After the matter was dealt with, the police took the two unlucky boys back to deal with it, and Jimmy also returned to the sidewalk to continue strolling.Today is to waste some time and observe the surrounding environment more.Jimmy himself would not believe that he could meet the murderer, but there are really no clues.

"Have you lost your mind? Who dares to rob? Do you want to die? Ah? Do you think I am Chinese and easy to bully? Didn't you see me in a suit? Don't you know what the FBI is like? Your parents educate you like this Is it yours?"

Chuck: "Jimmy, where are you?"

Jimmy: "Notify the on-site patrol. I estimate that it will take at least half an hour to go there. The traffic around here doesn't seem to be very smooth."

Jimmy nodded: "It should be him. Thank you, Uncle Hao."

Jimmy put away his wallet and said to them: "These two guys robbed me here, and I brought them down. Take them back first."

The uncle took out his mobile phone from his pocket and walked into the store with a cigarette in his mouth, obviously trying to contact someone.

"FBI, don't be nervous, I called the police." Jimmy put the Glock back into the holster, took the ID and handed it to the NYPD in front.

Jimmy smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it. Thank you, Uncle Hao." Jimmy took out a business card and left it for him, and then walked out with that person holding Heizi.

Two people, it wasn't a big problem for Jimmy, and if it wasn't for the fact that he didn't know what was behind him at the time, it wouldn't be a big deal to deal with them on the sidewalk.

The two black men fell to the ground. They had obviously not been trained in combat fighting. They just bumped their heads and fell to their backs and lost their combat effectiveness. Now they are twisting and howling on the ground. Are the robbers so weak now?
Jimmy picked up his wallet, put it back in his pocket, pulled out the Glock and pointed at them. "Don't move." Then he took out his mobile phone and dialed 911. The FBI agent was robbed and had already controlled the two robbers. The operator at the dispatch center was also a little surprised. Hearing her voice, he could tell how weird this was.

Uncle Hao thought about it, and looked at the two of them: "Which one of you touched?"

Jimmy was speechless: "Chuck, this is an ordinary taxi driver robbery case, there are dozens of cases every year, it has nothing to do with our current case."

"Wait a minute, I'll contact the supervisor." The policeman was about to press the intercom when Jimmy interrupted him directly, "Don't bother me, I'll contact the police department and let them handle it faster."

After struggling to reach Flushing, he first came to the location where the taxi driver was robbed. The place had not been cleaned up yet, and the police cordoned off the location where the taxi and the driver fell to the ground. After Jimmy showed his ID, he came from the police. Got some info.

Jimmy walked around for a while, found a roadside cafe and had a light meal, then sat in the shop drinking coffee and looking out through the window, killing time.Walking all night was not what he wanted. He was already familiar with the surrounding neighborhoods. At the same time, he observed some unfavorable scenes with his mind, such as people gathering in a residential building and sitting around a long table surrounded by several people. , the image is so familiar, one can recognize it as playing cards at a glance.

Jimmy called Chuck directly, "Chuck, is it convenient?"

While resting, Jimmy's phone rang, and Chuck called.

The uncle nodded and gave Jimmy a thumbs up: "Okay, I didn't see it, you have a conscience, wait for me for a while."

Jimmy kept cursing this group of black people in his heart. It didn't involve racism. Without this group of people, social security would be more than half better. Most of the crimes are related to them. Many times when a case occurs, he will It's the default skin.

Chuck: "The patrol police at the scene have arranged for a unit to go out to chase, but there is no news yet. Do you want to take a look?"

Jimmy sent the man over: "Okay, the man has been caught, this is an enthusiastic citizen who assisted in the arrest, because he accidentally touched the evidence during the body search, so you go back and pay attention, don't treat him as a suspect. "

The eyes of the NYPD patrol officers almost popped out. Two policemen grabbed Heizi on the left and right, and the other took the evidence in the plastic bag, called the others to return, and brought them back to the police station together.

Jimmy also called Chuck and clarified the problems of the enthusiastic citizens, and the rest was up to them.As for the black man being beaten up, there is no need to worry about it.As a bastard, he should know the consequences of biting the Chinese gangsters, everything will be borne by himself, otherwise he wouldn't be so honestly brought over by Jimmy and the others, he must have struggled and shouted.

Jimmy returned to his car, checked the time, didn't bother to continue to stay in the Bronx, and drove all the way home to rest. This night was really uncomfortable. First he was robbed, and then he had to deal with NYPD However, his own serial murder case did not advance at all.

(It's not completely healed yet, it hurts from time to time.)
(End of this chapter)