Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 367 Do you want to be taken to court, sir?

"Sir, can you explain to me the situation at the scene, for example... how did you deal with the terrorists?"

Beside the hospital bed, Sheriff Mojito asked in a stiff tone. The trainee inspector next to him held a booklet in his hand, ready to record it at any time.

"Mr. Sheriff, are you going to interrogate me, a businessman who has been seriously injured?"

Sean asked in a joking tone while lying on the hospital bed.

"I'm sorry sir, but we need to understand the situation on the scene and hope you can cooperate."

Sheriff Mojito didn't seem to feel the joking in Sean's tone at all, and his tone was still stiff.

"Unfortunately, Mr. Sheriff, you can't get any information from me before my lawyer arrives. I am the victim, not the attacker. You should interrogate the attacker. Didn't you catch an attacker? "

Sean shook his head. Faced with the police chief's incompetence, he was too lazy to say anything more. Diana's advice to him was to go to the hospital first and try not to say anything before she arrived. Listen to professional matters. Words from professionals.

Damn Chinese guy!

The extremely angry Chief Mojito said a harsh word and then angrily walked out of the ward with the trainee inspector beside him.

And being attacked by such an elite team with all the advantages and opportunities, not only survived, but even nearly wiped out all the attackers before the police arrived. Is this reasonable?
Just a few bodyguards and a few Glock 18 pistols?

Just when he was extremely angry and in trouble, a capable female voice came from outside, and then a woman with a strong aura walked in. Her thin high heels made a "bang bang bang" sound on the floor.

In foreign countries, there are many police officers who have been sued to court, but not many police officers have been sued in court. Without exception, this is a shameful and humiliating matter for any police station, whether it wins or loses the case. It is a heavy blow to the credibility of this type of law enforcement agency, and no police department would be willing to encounter such a bad thing.

"Mr. Sean, I hope you won't have any clues falling into my hands. Let's go!"

The answer is obviously no.

Sheriff Mojito's face turned red, but there was nothing he could do against Diana.

In his opinion, Sean's own problems are not small. Does an ordinary businessman need to dispatch such an elite combat team to assassinate him?

"Mr. Sheriff, if I were you, I should interrogate the terrorist as soon as possible instead of wasting a victim's rest time here."

"Mr. Sheriff, if you want to use methods against my client, then I advise you to give up this idea."

"Boss."

"you!"

damn it!
Seeing the uninvited guest coming in, Chief Mojito cursed in his heart that it was bad luck. The people the police were most afraid of and the people they least wanted to deal with were lawyers.

Faced with the speechless Sheriff Mojito, Diana continued to speak as if she was stating the facts.

Mojito was also very angry about Sean. Of course he knew that the other person was the victim, but the victim almost wiped out the attacker. He had never encountered such an abnormal thing.

"Mr. Sheriff, I have recorded every word you said. I can definitely think that you are threatening my client."

However, in the face of his denial, Diana became unreasonable and full of aura: "Then why are you interrogating my client here instead of seizing the time to interrogate the captured terrorist?" I know that my client is a victim. He has suffered severe psychological and physical trauma. Now that you are here to interrogate him, have you considered the state of my client? Or do you want the Caracas Police Department to become The next police station to be taken to court?"

But he couldn't use some unconventional means to get Sean to speak. Besides, he was still in a hospital. If he dared to do that, his career would probably come to an end.

All these signs and his intuition told him that the guy in front of him lying on the hospital bed and claiming to be a businessman was very dangerous. He was definitely not an ordinary wealthy businessman.

Faced with Diana's aggressiveness, Sheriff Mojito replied bravely: "No, of course not, ma'am, I have never doubted Mr. Sean."

Diana walked in and first said hello to Sean, then turned to Mojito and said, "Mr. Sheriff, do you suspect that my client is related to the group of terrorists who attacked him?"

Hearing the female voice coming from behind, Mojito paused, snorted and left the ward.

For the police, lawyers are definitely the most difficult guys to deal with. They serve the rich and can turn black into white and white into black. You can’t refute it because you say But people.

Someone once said that the people who know the most about law in the world are not the staff of law enforcement departments, nor the ones sitting on top hitting hammers, nor even the people who write laws, but the lawyers standing at the defense table.

This sentence is absolutely correct, because people make their living by studying this stuff.

"Boss, can you tell me what exactly happened this time?"

As soon as Diana received Sean's call, she hurriedly booked a flight and rushed over. She had no specific understanding of the specific circumstances of Sean's attack. What she had just done was to use the professionalism of a top lawyer to send Mo Ji to the police station. Just ask the police chief to drive them away.

Now that the outsiders have left, she naturally needs to understand the situation, and then she can decide how much compensation is appropriate to the Venezuelan official.

"Of course, Lin Ke will tell you the specific situation. She was present throughout the whole process."

Sean nodded. Of course he understood what Diana meant. He had no psychological burden on the claim. Although there was nothing to say about the guy who attacked him simply coming for him, he did. were attacked on Venezuelan territory and were injured and frightened, and the Venezuelan police dispatch speed was indeed too slow.

As for whether this will lead to his subsequent orders being cut off or estrangement from General Ross, there is no need to worry about this. First of all, he is claiming compensation from the police, which has nothing to do with the military. The two institutions are different, so naturally There is no problem, same thing, and the order was placed by the highest department of the Venezuelan military and has nothing to do with them.

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A residential building in a Chinese community residential area.

The Duke did not choose to take the elevator, but chose to go straight up the stairs to the second floor. For him, the most important thing now was to avoid the search by the Venezuelan military and police. Of course, there was also the Chinese armed team. Not only did he snipe the opponent The leader even used the method of encirclement and reinforcements to block them in the street. Those people must hate him deeply. Even if the Venezuelan military and police intervene, they may not be able to stop them from searching for and retaliating against him. And if he falls into the hands of the military and police, he can still enjoy certain human rights, and at least he will not be subject to too harsh torture and interrogation. Once he falls into the hands of the Chinese armed forces, he can even know his whereabouts with his heels. What a miserable ending it will be.

Of course he is not afraid of death. Those who work in the mercenary industry always put their heads in their waistbands to earn money. Before entering the industry, they should have thought about how they will end up, so the commissions they earn will be sent home in addition to those who get married. , others basically spend as much as they have. After all, no one can guarantee whether his head will still be on his head when he wakes up tomorrow, but not being afraid of death does not mean that he wants to die, not to mention that he will be tortured before death.

The reason why he chose the second floor was because he would have room to escape once exposed. If he chose a high floor, he would have no choice but to wait for death with the equipment he currently has.

After arriving on the second floor, he carefully observed the corridor and saw no one else. Then he walked to a door where he had just observed someone downstairs to confirm that someone was home and rang the doorbell.

Ding dong ~ ding dong ~
Inside the house, a family of three was watching TV in the living room when they suddenly heard the doorbell ringing. The man looked at his wife who was washing vegetables and preparing to cook, then turned to the little girl playing with her Barbie doll and said, "Little Shanshan." "Hurry up and open the door, your Uncle Wang should be here."

For the man, the only one who came over to visit at this time was Lao Wang from next door, but he ignored one thing. Every time that guy came over, he would directly reach out and knock on the door. This time, he chose to ring the doorbell instead, which was a bit abnormal. He didn't pay attention to the details, and this moment of negligence made him regret it for the rest of his life.

After hearing what her father said, the little girl obediently put down the Barbie doll in her hand and ran quickly to open the door.

The adults didn't notice the abnormality, and the children certainly didn't notice it. She grabbed the door handle and opened the door. However, the person standing at the door was not the familiar Uncle Wang, but a strange white man.

"Are you looking for my dad, sir?"

The little girl scratched her head in confusion. Her little head couldn't figure it out. She didn't seem to have any white friends in her family.

"Who is it, my daughter?"

Hearing his daughter's questioning voice, the man who was holding the remote control to adjust the channel also knew that the person coming was not his good friend Lao Wang, and he suddenly became confused.

"I don't know dad, I should be looking for you."

The little girl was about to turn around and go back to playing with her Barbie doll, but suddenly she felt like she was flying up in the clouds.

"Hehe, uncle, you are so energetic!"

The little girl is quite courageous and not afraid of strangers. Instead, she giggles and praises the other person.

"Sure, let me talk to your dad."

After saying that, he carried the little girl to the sofa, sat down, and said to the man who was adjusting the channel: "Good evening, sir."

The man turned around and looked at the other person's dusty appearance, and suddenly became confused.

"Good evening, do you... need me to do anything for you, sir?"

He didn't know the other person, or in other words, he didn't know any white man at all, not to mention the white man in front of him. Just sitting here face to face, he had a frightening feeling, as if... he was attacked by a king cobra. Targeted at the general.

"No, actually I'm just here to stay for a while."

The Duke stared at the other party closely and added: "Don't worry, I won't hurt you. After all, this little girl is very cute, and I am a caring person."

As he spoke, he touched the little girl's head with his hand, as if he really liked the little girl.

"Sir...please don't hurt her, she is only 9 years old..."

After hearing the threat in the other party's words, the man was no longer in the mood to watch TV. He looked at the other party uneasily, fearing that the other party would do something drastic the next second.

"Hey, don't get excited, sir. I usually don't do anything to children. Of course, this requires your cooperation, sir."

The Duke shrugged, naturally he could see the other person's nervousness and uneasiness.

At this time, the little girl also noticed that something was wrong in the atmosphere. She suddenly twisted her body uneasily and tried to break away from the other party's arms. However, how could her small arms and legs escape from the arms of a strong adult man, let alone the other party? Not just an ordinary grown man.

Seeing that she couldn't break free, she pursed her lips and tears began to well up in her eyes.

"Hey, pretty girl, don't move. Uncle said he won't hurt you, but if you cry, uncle can't guarantee it."

Seeing the little girl's appearance, the Duke felt a little dizzy and comforted her softly, but his words contained more of a threat.

For a child, the nine-year-old girl can certainly hear the other party's threat, but the more she can hear it, the more unable to hold back her tears, and they fall down immediately, but she Still biting her lip, not daring to let herself cry, but there was still a slight whine in her throat.

"I will... definitely cooperate with you, please show your respect..."

Seeing this situation, the man was immediately heartbroken. He stood up in a hurry and stretched out his hand to take the child back, but he was a little timid and afraid, for fear that the other party would attack if he disagreed.

"Look, what a cute little girl. She won't disturb anyone even if she cries. She is such a considerate child."

The Duke was indifferent to the man's actions, but instead praised the little girl in his arms who was trying hard not to cry.

"Old Wang, why don't you talk today?"

In the kitchen, the woman who was busy could not hear the loud voice of Lao Wang who usually came to visit, and she asked in confusion.

"Look, you still have a wife who loves you. This is a really happy and happy family. I think you don't want this family to break up."

This kind of harmonious family with loving husband and wife is more conducive for him to hide, because he only needs to control one hostage, and he is not afraid of the other party's disobedience, and the little girl in his arms is naturally the best choice. She is young, easy to control, and She is also somewhat sensible and does not make noises or screams or move around. This is simply the best hostage. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to knock her out without drugs on him.

(End of this chapter)