Anti-Japanese Jedi Player

Chapter 136 The Story of the Police Station

Called by: Baker Eastrillo.

Details of the case: A residential house on RD Street in the southern end of New York City was deliberately vandalized. All thirteen iron fences outside the house were bent and pressed to the ground, three of which were twisted and destroyed into a circle. The iron fence is bent into a circle and cannot leave.

In the garden beyond the iron railings was a French policeman, unconscious, with a revolver in his hand.

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"Name, Age, Occupation"

In a police station near Chinatown in New York City, Police Officer John sat on a chair. He looked at the information on the table and questioned the four American citizens in front of him.

At this moment, the four American citizens in front of him were all listlessly shrugging, their two arms were shaking irregularly, and the thick winter clothes were covered with traces of mud, as if they had just rolled a few times on the mud. It seems that traces of rust can still be seen vaguely on their clothes.

"Officer, we are the victims"

A man in police uniform protested loudly among the four.

John glanced at the protester. After his eyes stayed on the imitation French police uniform for a moment, the corners of his eyes twitched a few times. He ignored the protest of the fake French policeman and continued to ask. .

If he was pretending to be an American policeman, then he could shut this guy up for a few days unceremoniously, but he couldn't handle it if he was a French policeman. Pretending to be a French policeman in the United States seems to be no problem.

"Name, Age, Occupation"

The four had no choice but to report their names and occupations one by one.

"Miller Alvin, 21, airport porter"

"North Alvin, 20, airport porter"

"Baker Sanchez, 32, factory worker"

"Loss Alvin, 35, airport guard"

John first scribbled down the names of the four people on the paper, looked at the case introduction in the materials, and then continued to ask.

"Why did the four of you damage the iron railings outside other people's houses?"

"Officer, we have said it many times, we are also victims, the iron railings of that house were broken by someone else," the solemn protest made again by the man in the fake French police uniform, the French policeman in the United States At this time, Lao Gao raised his hand in the game, just like the Statue of Liberty holding a flame.

"Yes, that iron railing was broken by a Chinese, and he used violence against us"

The remaining three also expressed their protest.

The corners of his eyes danced again for a moment, and John's brows were slightly frowned. At this time, he was very upset.

Although I am just the most ordinary police officer, I am at the bottom of the police station, and can only handle some trivial cases like this kind of private property destruction, but I am still a police officer and a college graduate. Common sense is still there.

You four strong men with a height of more than 1.8 meters and a weight of more than [-] kilograms will be beaten down by a Chinese?Besides, one of you has a gun.Besides, can the iron railing with horizontal welded pillars that are as thick as a baby's arm be bent by one person?If you use your bare hands, without a wrench and a pulley hinge, a strong man can't even think about bending it.

Although it is close to Chinatown, although the legendary Chinese kung fu is very powerful, and although it is a standard practice to blame others, can you make up a story that is more like, at least, more people?

It's hard for me to close the case with you like this!

Taking a deep breath, John calmed down his brows, and continued to ask:

"You mean, a Chinese who just arrived in New York today entrusted you with a gold bar to take him to Chinatown?"

"Yes, yes" the four nodded quickly, and one of them touched the pocket of his clothes, and then took out a gold bar from his pocket.

"Then because of some price conflicts, that Chinese had a physical conflict with you?" John looked at the standard [-]-gram gold bar, his eyes twitched for a moment, and continued to ask.

"Yes, he originally set the price himself, but he was not satisfied with the price after arriving at the destination, so we planned to get out of the car to discuss the price, but we didn't expect him to do it to us right after we got out of the car." Holding the gold bar Ren said with grievances, and then he showed his bruised and still trembling palms.

"That man was very strong and extremely fast. He knocked North unconscious with one hand just as he got out of the car, then deliberately bent the fence of Mr. Estrillo's house in front of us, and finally broke the iron fence. broke into a circle and locked us in"

The remaining three added details.

"Alone?" John looked at the brand new gleaming gold bar, and he decided to give the fools in front of him one last chance.

Although the four idiots in front of them tried their best to cover up, John, who graduated from the police academy, had already guessed the truth of the matter.

There is a Chinese, a Chinese new to America, and a wealthy Chinese.

This Chinese came to New York for the first time today, and it may be the first time he came to the United States. Because he didn’t know the way, he asked around for the location of Chinatown. When the four people in front of him saw this Chinese man dressed in gorgeous clothes, they wanted to kill him. So he half-forcibly took the man to Chinatown for the price of a gold bar.

As a result, when they first arrived in Chinatown, the four of them originally planned to increase the fare, but they didn't expect the Chinese to be very slippery and slipped away. So the four of them had a conflict over a gold bar, and finally got into a fight on the spot, and even killed someone else. The iron fence was broken.

The few people who finally calmed down thought of an idea and put the responsibility on the Chinese.

With wide eyes open and blinking silently, John looked expectantly at the four people in front of him.

He is also very interested in the Chinese who can take out a gold bar at once. If he can find this person, then he must ask someone to investigate the Chinese's credentials, or whether the Chinese has violated American laws.

A gold brick weighs 330 grams and can be exchanged for nearly five hundred dollars, which is a lot of money.

"Yes, there is only one person on the other side"

Speaking of this, the four of them trembled in unison. They could vividly recall the scene at that time, and it would be a fear they would never forget for the rest of their lives. A thin Chinese man, smiling in front of them, easily The iron fence with the thickness of the baby's arm was bent into a circle, and then North, who weighed [-] kilograms, was lifted high with one hand and stuffed into the circle.

Hey···

If it was the Chinese who knocked you out, why didn't he take the gold bricks?

Sighing slightly, John was a little disappointed.

Being a bad guy these days requires not only a strong body, but also a little IQ.

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Outside a university campus in New York City.

"Help me translate, one week, one gold bar"

Luo Yun smiled and said to a Chinese college student who looked very honest in front of him.

Having said this, Luo Yun's expression suddenly became dull.

"Oh, I forgot to take back the gold bars just to frighten those four idiots."

(End of this chapter)