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Not even the cell in which he was lynched is not a proof.

Because before they could get closer, there was an explosion inside.

All the evidence that could have been obtained was blown up.

Su Qing is very angry, she was born in a police family, and she has received the most orthodox and serious since she was a child.

In her mind, it's either black or white.

The police and the underground forces are the natural enemies, either you die or I die.

But after she was transferred to Los Angeles, she felt like a big gray circle in the whole of Los Angeles.

Here, the jurisdiction and credibility of the government are actually not as good as the underground underworld of masking.

The leader of the mask, King, is like a mysterious and unfathomable underground godfather.

He disciplined the gangs on behalf of the government, and his prestige among the citizens was far greater than that of the police and the authorities.

Or even have their own private armed forces.

"Thank you." The voice in Qi Muli's voice changer was cold and indifferent.

No one saw a smile on the beautiful face of the demon hidden behind the mask.

"Officer Su Qing is so dedicated, as a citizen, I want to pay tribute to her."

As he spoke, he bowed to the police chief very elegantly and slowly walked to Su Qing's desk.

"Miss Su is really a role model in the police world."

Su Qing was so angry that he thought about it, and quietly took out a piece of ink clay from the drawer and printed a thin layer on his finger.

Then he stretched out his hand generously.

"Since I have wronged you, shake hands and make peace."

Qi Muli stretched out her bony hand and shook it with her.

Suddenly pulled her in front of him, and the voice changer was very quiet.

Whisper in her ear.

"Beauty, you now know whose power is in Los Angeles."

Su Qing's eyes widened, his hands clenched into fists, and he watched him turn around gracefully and walk out of the police station.

When leaving, he even waved at her through the window.

“shit——”

Su Qing burst into a foul English sentence, and because of anger, his wheat-colored skin became a little red.

"I'm still stunned what to do, why don't I go write a check!"

The police chief sent Qi Muli out, turned around and showed off his might at her.

Su Qing took a breath, sat down, and quickly took off the ink clay just now.

Then Fei also ran to the fingerprint identification center to have his fingerprints tested.

King, when I get your fingerprints and evidence in hand, I will definitely arrest you!

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Not far from the police station, a white Maserati sports car was parked on the side of the road.

One of Mask's subordinates got out of the driver's seat and respectfully saluted Qi Muli.

Then hand over his car to him.

Second Young Master Qi felt very happy now, and even found that he had even swept away his depression about the loss of his first love.

That righteous little policewoman is indeed quite smart.

He tore off his golden mask, revealing a bewitching and beautiful peerless face.

A hint of banter flashed in the narrow peach blossom eyes.

Sit in the Maserati, fasten your seatbelt, and slowly pull off a layer of skin from your hands.

Want to play a trick and get his fingerprints?

It's not that easy.

The smile on Qi Muli's lips widened more and more, looking like a cunning fox.

With a dozen steering wheels, the sports car drove away with a bang.

Well, I'm in a good mood these two days, go to Los Angeles to find a nightclub to have a good time and relax!

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The next day.

A nightclub in Los Angeles.

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