"Mr. Patrolman, you came to my shop, I invited you to drink coffee, the best coffee, and now, you are going to take away the business that I rely on for survival, is it true that the police treat friends who have shown friendship like this?"

Arrig suppressed his anger, he didn't think the patrolman in front of him could do anything to himself: "Maybe you're too stressed. ”

"I've heard something lately that there's a ...... going on within your police system Assess? It seems that even the crime rate in the jurisdiction is included in the scoring system, right? He reached out and pulled out a blue cigarette case from his pocket, and when he lit the cigarette, the strong smell of chocolate wafted out: "Need help?" ”

"You tell me how quiet these streets need to be to make you feel less stressed, and I can help you get everything done in a certain amount of time, and we don't have to get into trouble with the police. Perhaps, one day I'll give you some news to catch a wanted criminal who hasn't been seen for a long time, and let you take off this outfit and change it into a police badge hanging from your belt......"

Weekend slowly reached out, his index finger and thumb pinched the cigarette that Arrig was sandwiching between his index and middle fingers, pulled it out, and extinguished it directly on the table.

Immediately, a smiling face hung there: "California law states that smoking is not allowed in public places. ”

Weekend looked at Areg's Chinese face and froze a little, and the whole person stared at himself for a moment and continued: "I know what you are thinking, you are very uncomfortable, when you take out the best coffee to entertain guests, your guests want to take away everything from you. ”

The conversation changed: "Areg, have you ever thought about the entire wandering area?" I'm talking about those who are in the shadow of Armenian gangs, have you thought about them? ”

"You came directly to the land as a guest, regardless of whether the owner of the country wanted to do so, and at that time you did not have anything at all, as you said you were. At least have an environment where you can survive through hard work. This is the 'Blue Mountain Coffee' given to you by the people of this country and the wandering area, and even though this cup of coffee is not from Jamaica but from this rich land, it still does not teach you to be grateful. ”

"Like me just now, you have to collect security money from the street vendors and shops, and deduct a part of the dancers' skins and meats. Buying from all over the world -- drugs -- selling them to those who have given you a place to stand -- using -- drugs -- addiction -- to turn them into poor people who have been separated from their wives and families, and in the end, there is only one way to die! ”

"Don't—he—mom—tell me that you haven't done those immoral things, and if it weren't for people like you to strengthen the Armenian gangsters, do you think those 'bosses' who are vying over your head would dare to do that with those rotten lives?"

Weekend reached out and loosened the snuffed cigarette butt and threw it on the table: "Didn't you say you don't like the law?" I'm telling you now, I, an ordinary patrol officer, is about to love the law to death, and the law at least sets a bottom line for everyone in California. It doesn't care how good a good person can be, it only uses the most vicious face to tell all bad people that whoever crosses that bottom line will have to go to prison. ”

At that moment, the barista at the bar finally glanced at the weekend, and after that, he turned his gaze with interest to the coffee table where he was talking.

Smack, smack, smack.

Applauding the weekend in a fit of rage, Areg responded, "Nice speech." Mr. Patrolman, it's not as good as. You arrest me and go back to the police station, in fact, I also want to know what the judge will sentence me, don't worry, I don't even look for a lawyer, I will cry all the tears of my life in the courtroom and tell everyone that I made a fatal mistake and smoked a goddamn cigarette in a damn public place. ”

"Poof......" Leo laughed at Arig.

Arrig ignored the laughter coming from the bar. "If you come in casual clothes, maybe I'm going to ask you how much 'tax' you want, at least the casual clothes can prove that you're a police detective, maybe you're in the anti-crime and anti-narcotics department." Police officer? ”

"I'm sorry, Mr. Patrolman. Our café is closing, no delivery. ”

The patrol has no deterrent effect on the gangsters, and unless he can find a reason to arrest Areg by now by the end of the week, he is not even qualified to investigate the case according to the rules of the police system.

"Areg, I almost know what you're saying, and that's the end of our conversation."

On the weekend, he took out his gun very casually, pointed it at Areg without planning to shoot, and said, "Don't move, be careful of misfire." ”

Click.

Opened the insurance on the weekend.

Then he sat there, pointing his gun at Arrig, and sat without any hurry.

"What the hell do you want to do, dead patrolman?" Arrig asked, his eyes narrowing, as if this was the limit of his patience.

Ignore him on the weekend, sit quietly, and let the time slip away little by little......

Tick, tick, tick.

Two minutes later, the familiar ringing of the mobile phone rang, and the weekend pulled out the phone and said: "Deed, let them come directly to the Cafe Kabalah, the one on the second street in our precinct, and tell them that the owner of the strip-dress-dance club is more than willing to cooperate with this investigation, and I am chatting with him about the case." ”

After hanging up the phone, he shook the mobile phone in his hand a few times at Arigo on the weekend: "Sorry, the 'patrol police' handle the case, according to the procedure, the patrol police do not have the power to investigate the case, but the patrol police can visit and inquire about everyone within the victim's social radius under the authorization of the police investigation bureau." So, Mr. Areg, do you know Amanda Samantha, a dancer who performs in your strip-dance-dance club? ”

"What the hell do you mean?"

Weekend raised an eyebrow and glanced at him, "You think I'm going to deal with you by conventional means?" Arig, you gangsters don't sue the owner of a shop when you don't get protection money. ”

"Answer my question!" Chased a sentence over the weekend.

Areg glanced at Leo behind the bar, and he understood, "You're going to trick me!" ”

"Pay attention to the wording, I am only conducting a necessary investigation on the merits of the case on behalf of the police against you, the owner of the strip-dance-club."

Arig had never admitted anything in the weekend conversation just now, even if the other party mentioned the business in the back alley of the club, he was vague, but what he didn't expect was that in the blink of an eye, the policeman used this trick on himself.

"What necessity investigation? What are the facts of the case? What the hell are you talking about! "Areg is in a hurry.

Weekend was unhurriedly surprised: "I don't believe in that God at all!" He used a very special exclamation sentence, and he is probably the only one in the entire United States: "You still don't know what happened?" Amanda Samantha from your club died last night and was burned. The last place she showed up last night was your club, otherwise why don't you think I stayed in the Western Branch for a morning meeting and came to you? ”

"Amanda Samantha?" Arig glanced at the bar again, and Leo nodded at him, proving that there was indeed such a dancer in the club: "What does it have to do with me?" ”

"Nobody says it has anything to do with you, Mr. Areg, but you need to tell me what Amanda did last night in your club...... Ah, by the way, as the owner of the club, you definitely don't pay attention to a little dancer, in fact, there is nothing wrong with it, please take out the employee attendance sheet, and we will ask other people one by one according to the registration on the attendance sheet......"

Areg couldn't sit still, and suddenly stood up and scolded: "F-U-C-K-YOU!" ”

"You--you--you want to arrest all the girls under me, you're forcing me to close the door!"

Weekend shook the muzzle of the gun twice at Arig and said: "Sit down, I advise you to sit down, don't make me feel that my personal safety is threatened, in this case, in the video recorded by the surveillance equipment, there is enough evidence that you are impulsive, I can shoot immediately, you must not want me to do this." ”

As Aleg sat down slowly with his eyes open, he said, "One more thing you said is wrong, Areg, I'm not forcing you to close the door at all, and finding the girl in your club is at most to make some interrogation notes, can you close it all day?" He suddenly changed his face and said more fiercely than before, "I was planning to close your club." ”

"It's not such a noble name, and I can even tell you clearly that this is for the performance of being a police officer, and this performance report card can allow me to complete that damn assessment."

"Do you think I'm about the same as you now? Arig, you are wrong again, as long as my opponent is a group of you people, and I am wearing this police uniform, then, after unscrupulous means, the result I get is that the residents of the jurisdiction can not live in fear, and you, while constantly accumulating wealth, make the lives of others more and more miserable. ”

"You don't have that power!" Areg was finally enraged, and he didn't say anything about it.

On the weekend, he began to act indifferent: "You also thought I couldn't do anything to you just now, am I mistaken?" (To be continued......)