The two men showed their IDs, temporarily deposited their belongings at the front desk of the New York Police Department headquarters, and then asked the office of the Organized Crime Control Bureau, and the two looked for them.

After running for dozens of minutes in the largest local police agency in the United States, Elsa and Luke finally found the person who was the person to be connected this time - Belite Joel, a team leader of the Organized Crime Control Bureau.

This Belite is also only a sergeant, just one level higher than Luke.

The Los Angeles West District Police Department attaches great importance to this case, and that is because a popular star in the jurisdiction has died, and the impact is easy to spread.

And for the New York Police Department, Sergei Mazanov is just one of the countless gangs in New York, with a third-rate strength at most, and it is not a big deal at all.

Belite was sent to tackle the case because Sergei was one of the gangs he was responsible for targeting.

In the face of two Los Angeles counterparts, his face was not good.

In Elsa's words at dinner with Luke at night, it was like a lump of flight, and it was clear that this Belite was not happy that Luke and the two would come over and meddle in his case.

Looking at the slightly bulging armpits of the two, Belite just said coldly: "I want to remind you two that you don't have the right to enforce the law here. You'd better not use your guns, or you'll be in trouble. ”

Elsa's face is as usual, she is also an old fritter, it is not the first time she has come out to handle the case, and she has long been used to all kinds of faces.

Luke didn't care.

There is no law enforcement power, at most, you can't take the initiative to use guns.

When it really comes to a critical moment, will he stand stupidly? As long as the other party is holding a gun at him, he also has the right to resist as an ordinary citizen.

Then the two were sent away, but Elsa asked, "Excuse me, when will the action start?" ”

Belite frowned: "Confidential operation, no comment." ”

Elsa didn't eat him: "I'm sorry, are you going to solve the case alone?" ”

Belite choked up.

If he dares to say yes, he will definitely fall behind.

The Los Angeles West District Police Department sent Luke and the two to work together to solve the case, and it paid a price.

The exact cost is unknown, but if Belite dares to exclude Luke and Luke from the case entirely, he will be out of luck.

Belite was silent for a moment before he said, "You can find an empty desk here, and I'll let you know if there's a situation." ”

Elsa nodded.

She just had to make sure that Belite wouldn't be stupid, and throw the two of them away and go and arrest Sergei herself.

The two were about to leave, and Belite added later: "The arrest operation will take at least three to five days to plan, and you can rest first in the next few days." ”

The two of them nodded, indicating that they understood, and then went out in the hall outside, found an empty desk and sat down.

Elsa looked at Luke, "How do you feel?" Wouldn't it be angry? ”

Luke shook his head: "If they go to us, it's the same treatment, there's nothing to be angry about." ”

Elsa smiled and nodded: "Yes, come out to do errands, that's it." Anyway, we don't count this case, just wait with peace of mind. ”

Luke shrugged, his eyes rolling, "I'll go find a place to stay first, and bring your luggage over by the way." ”

Elsa certainly agreed.

If other newcomers came with her, she would definitely have to do these things, but Luke's performance on the plane shocked her, so she didn't say anything.

Now that Luke offered to propose, she certainly wouldn't object.

Luke came out, took the luggage of the two of them, and then found the phone number of the black female driver, Bell, and called: "Hey, Bell?" I'm the same Luke who just got in your car. Yes, I'm looking for a cheap and comfortable hotel to stay in for a few days, close to the New York Police Department headquarters, what do you recommend? Oh, okay. As long as it is appropriate, I am willing to tip you another 100 dollars in addition to the fare. ”

Soon, that bell came over.

Apparently, she was nearby.

Greeted Luke warmly, Luke got into the co-pilot, which is not available to ordinary people, and the taxi driver is also afraid of being robbed.

He smiled and high-fived her: "Hey, you're really a race car driver, why did you come here soon." ”

Bell was delighted.

Generally speaking, white people don't have a good attitude towards her, a black female driver.

Luke, a young man, was barely handsome in appearance and had a very mild and pleasant attitude, and Bell looked at him very pleasantly.

Along the way, Luke and Bell got into a rampage.

Bell is a local snake, and in her own words, she knows almost everywhere in the New York City area.

It's just that the most familiar ones are Brooklyn and Queens, and Manhattan is slightly worse.

Luke understood.

The Brooklyn neighborhood she was familiar with was a black neighborhood, and Queens was no better, not to mention Manhattan, a place for a group of rich people, there must not be many people who called her this taxi, and rarely ordered the cheap takeout she delivered before.

Luke had a small calculation in his heart, and at the moment he was gossiping with Bell, so he pulled the topic on the dealer.

Bell is clearly an outlier among blacks, she works hard, she works hard, and her only somewhat illegal hobby is drag racing, but this is undoubtedly only a pediatric compared to traffickers and violent crime.

The black man spoke quickly, and he didn't have much scheming, so he spewed out a lot of news about the traffickers.

Luke could barely remember.

How many are there? Twenty-seven or thirty-one gangs of traffickers?

It's just a gang of traffickers in Brooklyn, and Bell hasn't had time to talk about Queens.

Luke sighed in his heart: Sure enough, the city is big, and there are many fat sheep.

Suddenly, his ears moved.

"In recent years, it is said that some people have been dealing with them and killed many traffickers, although they are not those big gangs, but many small gangs of more than ten people have been killed overnight." Bell's face was full of excitement.

Luke sighed, "You're not angry? "In Brooklyn, African-Americans are definitely the most numerous.

The percentage of African-Americans in Brooklyn who don't commit crimes is a bit low, is it really good for Bell to talk about this kind of thing with such glee?

Bell glared at him dissatisfied: "Hey! You have to figure it out, those are all scumbags who do all kinds of evil. Besides, there are also many Eastern European gangs and Hispanic gangs that have been killed, and anyone who sells illegal drugs has been killed anyway. This group of people doesn't care what race the traffickers are. ”

Luke raised his hand to apologize, "I'm sorry, my fault." But I wondered in my heart, who would dare to do this? Bloody gangs of traffickers, more than once?

Bell snorted twice at his apology and added an inside word: "I heard that this group of people may also be traffickers, because they eat black." Each time, the goods and money of those gangs were swept away. ”

Luke thought for a moment and couldn't help muttering in his heart: This ...... What's a bit like the idea I played?

He'd thought about looting a gang of traffickers.

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