Chapter 17: The Dying Body

When I first arrived in the United States, Chapter 17, I was old

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Under the sun, under the pergola in the back garden of the Colt family, two men sat under the pergola, the old one was the old Colt in a jacket, and he held a pure white coffee cup in his hand, very classical; Younger, it was the weekend, he was dressed in a suit and had a pair of sunglasses hanging from the bridge of his nose, which had only been removed when Colt's servants served him coffee. āˆ‘ć€‚ āˆ‘

"You...... What's it called? Police officer? ā€

Old Colt posed as an elder and asked with a very kind smile.

Weekend responded: "On weekends, people in the police department used to call me Zhou. ā€

When the wind blows in the winter, two men with similar attributes sit together under the white pergola, very harmonious, the kindness of old Colt and the calmness of the weekend form a painting style of calm sophistication and coldness, but under this painting style, the resumes of these two men are full of legends.

He got the CIA's information on the weekend, which is the reason why he came to this villa, but on the CIA's information, what he saw on the weekend was not a dying old man, he saw a calm and wise that completely integrated these stages of life after being unyielding, enterprising, hot, and traumatic.

Old Colt was called 'Little Samuel' when he was young, and he was once the young genius of the Colt family, and it was this genius that the Colt family had the famous M16A2, but, before these, the current old Colt, the then 'Little Samuel' was very unbearable, he behaved like every young man in college, alcoholism, ****, disobedience and other defects can find the most standard template in him. Because of this, his father threw him out of the house in a fit of rage and cut him off from financial support.

The old Colt from the rich second generation didn't worry about money at all after being kicked out of the house, and this bastard actually used his own skills to make guns on college campuses!

At that time, the real yĆ n room in the school became his production line, the street became his point of sale, and all kinds of masterpieces such as firearms explosions, stinks, bullet jams, etc., in the gang fights, were all made by him. It was during that time that the old Colt was now more familiar with firearms than any of the leaders of the Colt family, and it was during that time that the old Colt began to transform the Colt family's M16, and his behavior became the basis for the crazy street scuffle of the gangsters in Los Angeles in the 70s.

Luckily, Colt's father Sr. soon took a back seat for health reasons, otherwise he would now be facing a gang boss rather than the leader of Colt's last glory.

At the end of the 70s, the elder Colt appeared in the management of the company, and then, the M16A2 entered service in 1980, until he quit and handed over the highest seat in the company to his son, and then watched his son hand over to his grandson, and watched the Colt company decline little by little.

One of the wonderful, the weekend thought it could be made into a Hollywood-style movie, the old Colt is a model of the mud and the prodigal son. If the current case has nothing to do with him.

"Mr. Colt, I'm investigating the leakage of military-standard weapons, and I have some questions for you." Sitting across from the elder Colt on the weekend, he said very formally what he meant.

Old Colt disagreed, reached out and put the coffee cup back on the pure white table, nodded and said, "Ask, I know everything." ā€

The weekend organized a language that said, "That'...... May I ask Mr. Colt, can you make a gun of the M16 series with two hands? ā€

He smiled, and the old Colt seemed to remember the picture when he once asked his classmates to control the wind in the real room of the university: "Not only the M16, the Colt Python, the M16A2, I can make all the weapons produced by the Colt company, even the 'Colt Browning', as long as I have the equipment." ā€

"With two hands? Hehe, I can't, I can't sharpen the barrel with my two hands, and I can't bend steel into a trigger. ā€

Weekend nodded, and continued smoothly: "Mr. Colt, it may not be polite to say this, but based on what you just said, I can only consider you one of the suspects. ā€

Under the watchful eye of the weekend, the elder Colt replied: "Yes, do you need me to go to the police station with you?" Youngster? ā€

"That's not ......"

The old man's attitude has never changed, even if he said that he would treat him as a suspect on the weekend, the old man's attitude to the bone is like a cultivator who has long seen the world lightly, and there is nothing in this world that moves him.

The weekend never felt that any suspect would put such pressure on him, but the old Colt in front of him could not find the right words to connect with.

"Mr. Colt, is there anyone else in Los Angeles who can do this?"

The old Colt responded: "This is impossible, the technology of the Colt company is confidential, even the designers of the Colt company are only responsible for one aspect, and they can master all the technologies in all aspects, except for Samuel Colt, the founder of the Colt family......" The old Colt looked into the eyes of the weekend, and a pair of cloudy eyes hid all the information like a quagmire: "It's just me." ā€

This is a confession, right?

I was stunned to hear about this weekend!

"I want to ......"

"Do you do gunpowder testing? Officer Zhou, with all due respect, I'm afraid that won't be evidence. I have been playing with guns since I was six years old, and I have kept shooting every day for more than 60 years, and yesterday I also scored 10 shots and 94 rings at the shooting range, and I also like to modify firearms and bullets, which are all the business areas of Colt Company, and when Colt Company went bankrupt, these things became habits that I couldn't quit. If I were to do a gunpowder test, I would probably be able to detect a hundred times more gunpowder with my two hands than any murderer. Old Colt was still making ideas for the weekend: "Why don't we change something else?" How about you go and search my house? I promise not to prosecute you, so, you don't need a search warrant. ā€

What does this mean exactly?

Judging from the information, the old Colt is likely to be related to the military standard weapons leakage case, he is a talent in this area, and has the experience of ganging in the underground world, but because the investigation methods were not advanced at the beginning, this guy has not been arrested, and later successfully cleared his name because he returned to the family. But what criminal would hand over the truth to the police? Lose your marbles?

Old Colt was so shrewd, shrewd to the point that many people couldn't understand it, and he not only admitted one qiē, but as long as he continued to ask over the weekend, he would admit more, and he wouldn't have to go to jail anyway if he admitted these things. On the contrary, for the star detective of the police station in front of him, a hint of concealment may arouse his suspicions, so why not be more blunt? It's a big deal, you can check, find evidence and arrest people......

But you've got to find proof.

What does old Colt care, he just wants to leave a sum of money for his grandson, for him, there is no difference between dying today and dying tomorrow, in his heart, the former teenager has disappeared, and now only the dying body remains...... (To be continued.) )