When I first arrived in the United States, Chapter 23, no one wiped your ass!

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"I just want things."

When he was stared at by Josh on the weekend, he fell into confusion again, these words are not next to each other, why just open his mouth to ask for something? What is it?

"Come in and say."

Weekend turned around and let Josh in, and the four unkind people behind the other party also entered the living room, at this moment, Josh was no longer in the mood to greet the children, and he didn't sit down after entering the room, but turned to look at the weekend at the door and said, "Give me something, Zhou." He stretched out his left hand, palm facing up.

The door was pushed shut, and Weekend turned around and finally asked, "I don't understand what you're saying?" ”

"You don't understand?"

Josh took out his mobile phone, and the video taken by the surveillance at the entrance of the supermarket was playing on the phone!

"You know this car, right?"

The question is not allowed to be denied on the weekend, and in that video, his car is parked in front of the supermarket.

"My car."

As soon as he finished answering over the weekend, Josh quickly answered, "What about this person?" ”

"I haven't seen it."

"Of course you haven't!"

"If a part of this video is enlarged, the image of Yoda's murder will be clearly presented in front of your eyes!" Josh said eagerly: "Zhou, so far, our cooperation is quite pleasant, and I am not in the mood to pay attention to the murder case that the police station and forced to deal with, even if you use any special methods to cover up the case for your woman, I will not report and expose it, on the weekend, I just need something!" ”

Josh continued: "This guy killed Old Colt across the street before getting into Yoda's car, and in the process of escaping, he killed Old Colt's new lover Mary, and it was with the power of Mary's son Doko that Old Colt grew the underground arms business. Do you know why no one cares about it all the time? ”

"I sue you."

"The person who was killed by Yoda was a cleaner for the Department of Homeland Security, specializing in black incidents, and guess what, such a guy would be so stupid that Cheng Dù would kill someone and injure one of my subordinates when he knew that my people were following old Colt."

The weekend was dumbfounded by Josh's barrage of questions, especially like parents who were called by a school teacher, and when they heard the teacher tell about their children's bad deeds, people were confused. However, the weekend is not a little better than those ordinary parents, he quickly grasped the key point in Josh's words, and a complete picture was presented in front of his eyes.

The old Colt underground arms business was able to grow because of the addition of Duoko, so the chronological order should be that the old Colt was just making a small fuss at the beginning, selling some MP5 and grenades to the Mexicans, and even the sniper rifles sold to the Russians were small deals. Because his business is small, and the small ones make those giant-level gangs not even interested in annexing, so it is safe. But with Doko's group, the old Colt became bigger, and Doko also used Colt's weapons to rob Sasse's - drug - product - processing point, obviously, the old Colt did not want to touch - drug - product - so they turned to intervene in the large arms trade, the recent rampant of the Vietnamese is related to the purchase of a large number of arms......

No, there's no way the DHS can't find out about this!

On the weekend, maybe this is the right outcome!

The Homeland Security Agency found out, but after years of dealing with Colt Sr., he left a handle on it, and after being pinched by pigtails, he couldn't do it, so he went to the police station to prove the innocence of the Coast Guard Force by taking advantage of the momentum of public opinion.

How else to explain that the DHS cleaners have found Colt Sr.? Isn't it that I don't want to be pinched by others?

In other words, the agent who killed the old Colt was killed by Yoda, could it be that before that, this agent had already grabbed the thing?

Weekend suddenly raised his head and said, "Josh, I really don't know what you're talking about, is it a USB flash drive, a mobile phone, or a laptop?" You've got to tell me what it is, right? ”

"I knew you were dangerous!"

Josh suddenly stretched out his index finger and pointed at Weekend's nose and said this, as if he saw through Weekend's conspiracy: "That thing will become a ladder to the sky if it falls into the hands of someone with the slightest ambition, and if a little detective can get in touch with the generals of the Coast Guard, gain their friendship, and appease their uneasiness, this help will directly help you accomplish all the political goals you want to accomplish!" ”

"Weekend! It took you less than two years to climb from a small town in Texas to the position of the Los Angeles Police Department Homicide Cosha Exhibition, and can you dare say you don't have that ambition? With your grades, I have every confidence that you have the ability. Josh put away his finger and said, "But you don't know what that thing is." In the eyes of the generals, the weekend at the police station is no different from old Colt, since they dare to detain Connors, they can let you die in a car accident that is extremely normal, how can you not even understand this truth! ”

The weekend is no longer refuting, and he can't say it at all now: "Roger! ”

Roger walked behind Weekend.

"Sue me, what exactly is on that guy Yoda killed, and where is the body?"

Roger glanced at Weekend and said, "A gun, a lady's handbag, just those two things." ”

"Where's the lady's handbag?"

Weekend and Josh both heard the irregularity in this matter and asked in unison.

Roger glanced at Josh: "I buried ...... by the sea"

Weekend stretched out his hand to block Roger's mouth, and said defensively: "I can give you things, you have to ensure the safety of our family." ”

Everyone can understand the meaning of this sentence, if the CIA takes things away, what will they do after the DHS comes to them?

"What guarantees do you want?" Josh asked, narrowing his eyes.

The weekend thought for a while and said: "A family of five with a new identity, the legal identity of a country that has not established diplomatic relations with the United States, a million dollars in cash, you Josh personally sent us on the plane, and after landing, we left on our own." ”

This thing can't be played, no matter who you give things to, the final result is to be hated by one party, in the United States, hated by the CIA and the Homeland Security Agency, an ordinary sand exhibition wants to settle down? Are you kidding!

"Weekend, do you feel realistic about what you're asking for?" Josh's eyes widened.

Weekend whispered in Roger's ear: "With what I know about you, you will definitely open that bag and tell me what is in it softer." Then, leaning his ear over and whispering to Roger in Josh's presence.

Roger replied, "There are no electronics, I checked it carefully, not even a mobile phone." ”

He didn't answer on the weekend, put his hand on Roger's shoulder, and his heart jumped wildly, but he said without any expression on his face: "I'll leave tomorrow." ”

He still has chips now, so he can make conditions, if he doesn't even have the chips to raise conditions, I'm afraid that the lives of this family of five will have to be thrown here sooner or later.

"Zhou, you know the procedure, as an agent, even if I promise you all the conditions, it will take time."

Weekend smiled and sat on the couch with Roger in his arms: "Maybe the DHS side will be faster." ”

"What do you say?"

He never thought that when he ushered in a new life, the first to rush to the front was the catastrophe that forced him to leave the United States!

Come on, let's do it, I want to open it on the weekend, and the big deal is that I don't play anymore.

This is the difference between adults and minors, no matter what kind of mess an adult encounters, he has to clean up by himself, and no one will wipe your ass anymore. (To be continued.) )