Chapter 8 The Burning of the City

Los Angeles is gorgeous at night, with neon signs flashing in bars, street-women in high-heeled crystal slippers on the side of the road rushing to high-end cars to show off their business lines, and even street alleys are sneakily leading guys who look like they can't find a toilet to get into the dark.

No one would have thought that Los Angeles had such a side, just like no one had picked out the pentagram on the Walk of Fame to see how much dirt was on the back.

At this time, the weekend's BMW and Chekov's Raptor were parked on the side of the road, and the weekend sat in Chekov's car and snuggled there, browsing the files in folders.

"This won't work...... He doesn't take drugs, he has no relatives in Los Angeles, and he has a record of four insurance frauds, and maybe one day he will go to other cities after he cheats us with a fake big case. At that time, the two of us will have to face the questioning eyes of the entire Western Branch in front of all the colleagues who rushed to support, and we will lose face. ”

Pick out a resume and throw it in front of the windshield over the weekend.

"This is not good, gang member, just released from prison, and now he is still on parole, he will use us to deal with rival gangs, use him, just screening information is enough for us to be busy......"

"No......"

"No......"

Chekov leaned his elbow on the window with one hand and put the other on the steering wheel and asked, "Zhou, are you looking for a wife for yourself?" Why don't you go back to the bureau and find the person who is about to be prosecuted? When I was in the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Division, I was looking for an informant there, and as long as I gave them the benefit of being exempt from prosecution after confirming the authenticity of the information, I could get some information. ”

Holding the papers, he didn't raise his head and asked, "How many times can your informant usually use it?" ”

"Once, of course. Otherwise, do you want to raise them for the rest of your life? Chekov replied naturally.

"So you haven't gotten a big clue. One contact is simply not enough to develop a sense of trust. At that time, they will not hesitate to hide the most valuable clues, and choose to give up in the struggle of wanting to make this money but also afraid of getting burned. Over the weekend, I finally pulled out a resume in a pile of papers and said, "I found it!" ”

Chekov waited in high spirits.

"Angel Scott, female, 30 years old, with a 10th grade education, has a record of being caught in prostitution, was forced to separate from her six-year-old son two years ago for lack of support, and has been forced to undergo drug rehabilitation three times. There is also a record of storming into her son's foster home and attempting to steal the child. ”

After listening to this narrative, Chekov said a little helplessly: "This is an old fritter, Zhou, it's not easy to master such a guy." ”

"No, we don't need to keep her in hand."

"Let's go." On the weekend, he said, "Go find her." ”

"Uh, Zhou, are you sure you don't park your car in a parking lot somewhere, but next to the road in the wandering area?" Chekov smiled and reminded: "I am ready to thank you for donating a BMW to all car thieves." ”

β€œSHIT。” He opened the car door and got out on the weekend, never so comfortable parking on the side of the road until he had full control of the precinct.

Ten minutes later, on the weekend on the precinct road. The blue birds of prey ran wild through the night, then. There was a very strange sight on the road ahead, where all the cars slowed down and moved forward after the turn. As soon as the birds of prey turned away, there stood a group of women on the side of the road, standing against the wall in scantily clad clothes or holding cigarettes and elbows in the middle of the night, waiting for a vehicle to stop in front of them.

When the night falls, it seems to be a legal off-limits, and some people may believe that there are such places in Detroit and Chicago, but Los Angeles, the world-famous city of movies and angels, will be amazed to have such a place.

It was so real, blatantly revealing its ugly face when darkness fell, while tearing off the fig leaf of the entire city and shouting, "This is who I am!" ”

When a white Mercedes-Benz S600 slid mercilessly in front of a woman standing on the street, the curly-haired girl wearing heavy makeup and a bright gold low-cut dress yelled at the back of the car: "Bastard, you have to get a 20% discount on driving a Mercedes-Benz to find a woman, I wish you to be paralyzed after crashing tonight!" ”

Bah!

Saliva was spit on the street at night, and her scolding did not stop the next woman from leaning on the window of the Mercedes-Benz, and when the black girl happily shook her chest twice in front of the window and got some promises, she immediately raised her middle finger at the black girl in a ostentatious manner: "Service attitude is everything, if you want to get a better price, you have to put down the dignity of your complexion,!" ”

Ugh.

At the same time, a Nissan drove not far away, and after making a U-turn in defiance of the traffic rules, two rough men stepped out of the car, grabbed the girl's curly hair, and slapped her in the street: "It's been three days,, three days!" You haven't learned how to treat customers in three days, you've only earned $100 for flying once in three days, and if you don't teach you a lesson, I'm afraid you've forgotten that you still owe us $18,000! ”

Syllable!

When the slap was thrown, the girl should have thrown her head outward and fell, but when her head and legs were weak, she did not pile it up, but hung her hair in the Armenian's hand.

"The last time, did you understand? For the last time, if I don't make a thousand dollars tonight......"

"Hey!"

The bird of prey stopped, and Weekend shouted to the side of the road, "We don't play with swollen faces." ”

The Armenian bald head grabbed the girl's hair: "Go and treat me well, do you understand!" ”

The girl leaned over a little shaky when she walked, her eyes were blue at that time, her face was so thin that she could even see the bones, her eyes were swollen, and the dark circles under her eyes were very thick.

She is a little bit of a looker, and if she hadn't been tortured by poison, she would have been unreadable, and she might have been quite popular standing on the side of the road: "If the two of you are together, it's $400." ”

"Get in the car." There was no nonsense on the weekend, and they didn't really come to vent their beastly desires, and they watched the woman who probably wanted to leave a long time ago get into the car and sit in the back seat of the car, and made a color at Chekov.

Click.

Chekov locked the car door, and the birds of prey went all the way without even a car following them, just letting them go with her.

"Why did they beat you?" I looked back on the weekend.

"If these guys know where your son is, and you owe them 18,000 dollars, I'm afraid they'll pee on your face."

When Chekov heard these words, he turned to the weekend and said, "I like her hot temper. ”

"Give the money first." The girl added: "Only cash is accepted. ”

Ignoring her on the weekend, he talked about his topic: "Angel, huh?" ”

β€œFUCK!” Hearing someone call out her name, the first thing this girl did was to pull the car door, and after pulling the door lock twice and finding that there was no response, she asked in a panic: "Who are you?" Russians? The people of Chinatown? ”

Chekov was surprised as if he had figured out something: "How much money do you really owe?" ”

"It's none of your business!"

In Angel's roar, the weekend identified himself: "We are the police, the patrol of the Western Branch." ”

Angel was obviously relaxed, and leaned back into the back seat from the state of being ready to fight back just now: "Police? At most, you can't afford not to give money, or I'll be beaten to death by those bastards when I go back. ”

"Ever been patronized by the police?" Chekov asked, and he didn't stop and shouted, "Hey, that's not what we're supposed to ask." ”

"Why? Are you afraid to listen or not to care? Angel scolded: "Miguel, Vic, Lee, I have seen all the police officers who managed this jurisdiction before, but I have never seen a single policeman leave a penny!" ”

!!

This time, Chekov stepped on the brakes to the surprise of both Weekend and Angel, and the two of them rushed forward at the same time.

"You said that the people from the Western Branch visited you?"

Chekov's face twisted into a ball.

"Angel, we want to give you a better life and let you have money to ...... every month"

Angel didn't care what the weekend said, she spoke to him at the same time, and even the voice was on the same track: "Yes, are you going to pretend to be a messenger of justice?" Warrior! All of them - - in my face, and the guy named Wood - also - cums - in my mouth!! ”

Finished.

On the weekend, I thought that bringing Chekov was like bringing a bodyguard, but I didn't expect that now a fire would burn directly back to the Western Branch. (To be continued......)