Things weren't as ordinary as Al said, the two didn't dare to stick their heads out of the window, they didn't want to be unlucky people who were hit by stray bullets and made the news, so they just leaned on the window edge and watched carefully.

A few minutes after the shooting, several police cars drove over, and uniformed police officers began to pull up the cordon tape at the entrance of the sales point, and the two paparazzi who had harassed Song Ya downstairs were also stopped by the police to take notes.

Four white men in plainclothes chatted with uniformed officers before rushing straight into the building where the recording studio was located.

"The GD guys ran into our building?"

Song Ya chuckled in his heart, he didn't want to take in any 'own people', "Go and close the outside door." He said to Al.

Al who had gone to close the door came back in a few moments, his hands held high and a gun pointed at his head.

"Officer!"

The man with the gun held a police shield badge in the other hand, "All against the wall!" Hold your head in your hands! He shouted, "We suspect that the drug dealer is hiding here!" ”

"Hey! You can't just go into private territory, what about search warrants!? DeLay walked out of the studio in protest.

"Shut up!" He was pinned against the wall by a strong, bald white man, "Let you lean against the wall!" Didn't you hear that!? ”

"You guys are entering illegally, our lawyer is upstairs, hey! Big A! Go call Goodman! Dilai saw Big A and his little brother who were walking from next door to see the excitement in confusion, and hurriedly shouted.

Big A was very clever, turned around and ran out, but unfortunately he didn't make it, he was forced back by two people guarding the corridor with two guns.

Song Ya leaned his back against the wall, held his head in his hands, and calmly counted, 1, 2, 3, 4, the four white men who broke in should be the four plainclothes who rushed into the building just now.

Big A and his little brother were also driven into A+ Records, and the last plainclothes man closed the door and locked it.

"Something doesn't seem right, APLUS!" Big A hugged his head and shouted, not to mention an old man like him, even Song Ya could see that something was wrong, this is a police officer, it is simply a robber.

"You're APLUS?" The bald man seemed to be the leader of the foursome, he drove everyone to a wall, asked them to stand facing the wall with their heads in their hands, and then walked up to Song Ya, "We suspect that the drug dealer is hiding here, please cooperate with the investigation!" ”

"You are entering illegally, waiting to receive my lawyer's complaint!" Song Ya put her hands on the back of her head and looked at him coldly.

"I'll wait." The bald man didn't care, "Sean, keep an eye on people!" You two, do a good job of searching here! He commanded his hand.

One of the two men rushed into the control room and recording studio, and the other rushed into Song Ya's office and began to rummage through the cabinets.

"Hey! Don't move the turntable! There's our master tape inside! ”

Delay shouted uneasily, being smashed on the back with the butt of a rifle by the plainclothes man named Sean, "Quiet! Can't understand English!? ”

"I'll sue you! Wait for the lawsuit to be unemployed! DeLay roared.

"Don't ......" Big A finally touched the taste, "Don't mess with them...... They are stormtroopers. ”

"Good to know, NGer." Sean blurted out discriminatory language without any public servant caution.

Big A spat on the ground.

Sean gave him a rifle butt directly in the back of the neck, which was much more ruthless than he did to Delay, and Big A was hit to his knees by this heavy blow, moaning in pain.

Song Ya had heard of the stormtroopers, which were synonymous with the Chicago Anti-Drug and Organized Crime Special Operations Squad by all the gangs.

The gang in front of them are the ones who are fighting on the front line of drugs and gang crime, and after the tragic casualties of acting according to the rules in the initial stage, their style of behavior is becoming more and more extreme, and the quality of the team members is getting lower and lower. They have done it all, such as stuffing 'gifts (drugs)', planting stolen goods, half-grabbing and half-robbing, swallowing stolen goods, lynching, and even uniting with certain 'knowledgeable' gangs to pull the strings in gang wars.

Because their team members are all white, and they are so lawless, it is natural that all kinds of racist behaviors are indispensable, and even the gangsters use the nickname derived from the NZAI stormtroopers to describe them, which shows their ferocity and deterrence.

“Clear！” The person who searched the recording studio came out and reported, "It's so clean, the musician didn't even find the 'cigarette roll (leaf)." ”

“Clear……”

Another person came out of Song Ya's office, "There is only one safe left that cannot be opened." ”

"Search!" The bald man searched Song Ya up and down first, then pushed him into the office and locked him again.

Facing this strong man with a neck thicker than his head, and the whole person is like a wild boar who seems to be ready to rush over and hit people at any time, Song Ya has no bottom in his heart, the other party treats the law as nothing, can he really eat himself? Now I am a person who can talk and laugh with federal lawmakers and the wife of the state attorney of Cook County, even if the other party stuffs 'gifts', the courtroom attack and defense will continue for several years, and during this period, I have a way to take revenge through the upper echelons.

"Open the safe."

"Give me your ID." Song Ya glanced at the office that was turned into a mess, suppressed his anger, and said calmly to the other party.

The bald man smiled, took his ID from his arms, opened it and shook it in front of his eyes, 'Detective Vic McGee, Captain of the Anti-Drug and Anti-Organized Crime Special Operations Squad, Chicago Police Department', "Big star, is it?" Want revenge? Don't worry, you won't. Open the safe! Fast! ”

He put his papers back and pulled the pistol safe.

Song Ya had no choice but to take out the key and open her safe.

There was nothing in it, just a few rolls of cash, about three or four thousand dollars, a notepad that he usually used, and valuables such as gold watches given by Lao Qiao.

Vic McGee took the leather band of the money apart, put his nose on the face of the ticket and took a deep breath, probably sniffing the drug.

"It's really clean, huh?" He didn't sniff out anything, threw the money on the boss's desk, sat on Song Ya's chair with a big grin, and began to look through the notepad carefully.

This move made Song Ya a little incomprehensible, what was the other party looking for?

He took this opportunity to look around the office, and sure enough, his books, as well as the resumes of those singers, all had traces of being turned over, and the papers were scattered all over the ground.

"They're not here to chase drug dealers." He thought to himself, "If it's for GD's opponents, they should give me some 'gifts'." ”

He looked at the other party's appearance carefully, white, blue-eyed, and Vic McGee ......, "Huh? "A girl suddenly appeared in his mind, Vic Mackie, Cassiti Mackie, all blue-eyed, oh my! It's not the father's revenge for his daughter! Feed! You're too big to play, right!?

'Smack. The notepad was also casually thrown on the table by the other party, and Vic McGee flicked the photo of Songya and Councillor Underwood in the frame, "Broad travel, ah?" ”

"You know, I know a lot of big people." Song Ya tried to calm him.

"Hmph......" Vic McGee smiled disdainfully and stood up, he was probably half a head shorter than Song Ya, so he could only raise his head and look at Song Ya, "The big guys are not really able to make friends if you want to......"

Song Ya stared into his eyes, as if he understood something.

"But this time, you kid passed." Vic McGee withdrew his gun, "Greetings to Peter. ”

Peter, that's Peter Flock, the state attorney of Cook County, Alicia Flock's husband, so that's it......

"Also, I'm very satisfied with your rejection of Cassity, keep it up, watch your black X, the farther away from my daughter, the better."

Vic Macki picked up the cash on the table and shook it at Song Ya.

"You can take it." Song Ya saw through the other party's thoughts.

The corners of Vic Mackie's mouth opened and he put the cash in his pocket, "Close!" He left the office and swaggered away with the three team members.

"I'll call Goodman!" DeLay rushed to the telephone and picked up the microphone.

"Forget it." Song Ya pressed the earpiece spring to stop him from dialing the phone, "That's it." He said to Al, "Take Big A to the hospital, and don't mention it to anyone." ”

“WTF！？” Big A's little brother is not happy.

"I understand, I understand......" Big A struggled to get up, "I'm fine, just rest for a while, we can't afford to mess with the stormtroopers, let's just act as APLUS said, just act as if nothing happened......"