American Comprehensive Detective: Start with a black gun

Chapter 16 16 Is He Trustworthy?

At night, they finally arrived in Mexico.

"Okay, I'll see you at the bar later."

Sandy hung up the phone, and then said to Ron, "Ivan asked us to meet at the front bar."

Ron asked while driving.

"Is that Ivan reliable?"

"You doubt him?"

"Yes, I'm not familiar with the place, so it's always right to be cautious."

"He and I used to work in the Los Angeles Police Department. We were teammates who were born and died. It was only later that I was transferred to the Investigation Bureau by the boss. He was transferred to the CIA. He should be trustworthy for letting him take care of us."

Seeing that Sandy was full of confidence, Ron felt at ease.

Got to the place in no time.

Colorful neon lights flicker outside the bar.

There were a lot of cars parked outside, and people walked into the bar in twos and threes.

Ron and Sandy got out of the car and entered the bar.

Ron scanned his surroundings, his eyes resting on the two impressive faces.

One of the two is the elder brother Seth Jacko, and the other is the younger brother Richard Jacko.

They are the criminals wanted by the police. With the help of his younger brother Richard, Seth escaped from prison smoothly. In order to escape the pursuit, the two shot and killed many people, including innocent citizens.

Unexpectedly, they escaped the pursuit of the police and arrived in Mexico smoothly.

This... is really too predestined.

Another heavy contribution.

Ron walked straight over.

Sandy, on the other hand, was completely attracted by the dancers on the stage, and was stunned, unable to walk.

A beautiful Mexican beauty with big waves, wearing two cool cloth strips, with long slits all the way to her waist, revealing her snow-white thighs, her heavy conscience fluctuated with the dance.

The band played low, sexy music, and the truck drivers in the bar fell silent, listening to the music and admiring the beautiful women.

The LSPs turned their gazes to the dancing girl in the center one after another, their eyes fixed and focused.

They are like students with the most thirst for knowledge, endlessly wondering what is under the dancer's clothes?
It took a long time before Sandy looked away from the dancing girl.

Then he smelled a strong smell of blood, and a faint smell of rotting corpses.

The smell of blood filled the entire bar, the tables, chairs, floor, and even the waiters smelled of blood.

Sandy's expression changed suddenly, and he was about to tell Ron about his discovery.

At this moment, Ron walked to the table in the center of the bar.

Sandy, who came back to his senses, hurried over, with hurried steps and nervous expression.

Ron stood condescendingly across from the two brothers.

Seth was wearing a black suit over a white T-shirt, with a black tattoo on his neck and piercing eyes.

Richard was also wearing a black suit with a shirt inside, his eyes fixed on the dancer's long legs, and he kept swallowing, wishing he could hug her tightly and take a few bites.

"Seth, Richard?"

Brother Seth was the first to react, and he looked up at Ron coldly.

"you are?"

"I'm here to arrest you, FBI, don't move!"

Ron suddenly drew his pistol and aimed it at their heads.

"My friends, please excuse me, the FBI is arresting criminals, stay safe!"

Ron pulled another pistol from one pocket.

Both pistols were pointed at Seth, Richard.

Seth and Richard's expressions turned from astonishment to gloom.

They never expected that they all fled to Mexico, and the FBI even chased them here to arrest them.

This is outrageous.

Usually when the prisoner escapes the country, the police give up.

Because foreign countries are different from domestic ones, they are not their own territory, so they are destined to not get the support of the local government in handling cases.

Even the local forces will not ignore the FBI. On the contrary, they are very happy to increase their prestige by attacking the FBI.

Richard's right hand quietly moved to his waist, and he was about to pull out his pistol to violently resist arrest.

The eldest brother Seth was much more sensible. He winked at Richard and advised, "This is Mexico. You wouldn't be so naive as to think that you can arrest us and escort us back to the country, right? My friend, why don't we sit down?" talk."

"How do you know if you don't try?"

Ron smiled noncommittally.

The movement on Ron's side has already attracted the attention of everyone in the bar.

"Fuck, who do you think you are? This is Mexico, and your FBI doesn't work here. Guys, don't you think so?" A big man with a big waist came over, and he encouraged everyone while walking .

Most of the bars are full of drivers traveling to and from the US-Mexico border.

These drivers are all strong and vigorous men.

They are very happy to see the FBI deflated.

"Boy, this is not the United States, and it's not a place for you to show your prestige."

"Yellow monkey, go back to your Asia, this is Mexico."

"Go back and drink milk, little boy."

"fuckyou, who do you think you are? With two fire sticks, you think you can sweep everything away?"

……

There were boos and shouts in the bar.

Sandy, who was walking this way, saw this change, with a look of worry on his face.

Because there is such a strong smell of blood left in the bar, it means that there must have been a murder in the bar recently, maybe there are murderers in the bar now.

In addition to the smell of blood, he even smelled the smell of corpses. What does this mean?
It means that there are dead bodies in the bar, and there are more than one.

In such a dangerous place, he wished to leave immediately, and every time he thought about it, Ron actually met the two brothers Seth and Richard.

If it was an ordinary place, it would be all right to arrest the two, but this place is obviously a place of right and wrong.

Sandy, therefore, was eager to rush over and tell Ron what he had discovered immediately.

Ron naturally didn't know what Sandy was thinking.

He only knew that Sandy couldn't walk anymore when he saw the beautiful woman.

Then he saw two wanted criminals, of course he wanted to arrest them.

Both of them are credits and bonuses!
"Let me tell you, you can't take us away!"

Seth gloated at Ron.

Ron didn't respond, he squinted and looked at the big man who was coming.

The big man had a beard, and his eyes were full of jokes and complacency.

He was pretty sure Ron would give up on the mission.

"you are?"

"Andrew, bar owner, young man, I advise you not to be impulsive, too impulsive will not end well."

Andrew showed a playful smile, and his words were warning.

"They are all wanted criminals who have killed several people, including the police. Are you sure you want to protect them?"

Andrew's smile subsided, and he looked at Ron indifferently.

"Boy, there are no wanted criminals here, take back your words immediately, otherwise, you can't leave here."

"Hey, you are not a good thing even if murderers are covered up."

"FBI whore, please remember, there are no wanted criminals here!"

"Keep your mouth clean."

Andrew looked at Ron arrogantly, stared at Ron with his eyes as big as copper bells, and sprayed his saliva on Ron's face.

"Damn idiot, as I said before, there are only customers in the bar, and there are no wanted criminals. Are you deaf? If you don't know your self, I don't mind killing you."

Andrew's voice just fell.

"anti!"

With a gunshot, a blood hole appeared between Andrew's eyebrows.

Andrew's face was full of disbelief.

Immediately, his face changed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his skin wrinkled, like old tree bark.

His teeth turned into pointed fangs, and a white substance appeared in his eyes, and he glared at Ron viciously, with hatred and hatred.

(End of this chapter)