Chapter 227: Brolin's Calculations
Brolin doesn't want to talk nonsense with Brulindo, but a yellow man, who gives you the guts to contradict me, this is his idea but he will never say it...... I won't say it in public.
Seeing old George come out, he didn't want to talk to Huang Chamberlain more, he had more important things, but he wouldn't let go of this Asian who dared to contradict him so easily, and wait for this period of time to slowly concoct it.
"You'd better pray that you never sin at my hands, I'll keep an eye on you." Brolin stretched out his index and middle fingers, quickly pointing his eyes and then pointing at Chamberlain.
Such a threatening action should not have appeared on a high-ranking police officer, but Brolin didn't care, deep down in his heart, the yellow race was the kind that could be bullied at will.
In his capacity, if he wants to rectify someone, that person who can sleep at home can be caught by the police with evidence of drug possession, and end up being sent to prison or shot by the police for "resisting" law enforcement.
It's not the first time he's done this kind of thing, but recently because of Moxie's relationship, he has to be more restrained, and in his opinion, Huang Chamberlain should also thank him.
Huang Chamberlain has to theorize again, now he is not a year ago, how to say that he is also a company executive, uh, although this is not very valuable, but their company has legal counsel, as long as he can afford to hire a lawyer in the United States, what kind of police are he afraid of, not to mention that he is very sure that he has not done anything illegal...... After knowing Liszt, it is gone, and some of the small stains before have also been washed white, and there is nothing to be afraid of.
"Lao Huang, come and help serve the food, Miss Josie can't be busy alone."
"Okay, here we go." Liszt spoke, Huang Chamberlain naturally would not continue his arrogance, straightened his collar, raised his head and walked proudly past Brolin, and then walked up to Liszt with doglegs: "Boss, you just sit over there, just leave these rough jobs to me." ”
Liszt looked at Huang Bolun who was playing treasure with a smile: "Don't make trouble, you go to help first." ”
Lao Huang put away his exaggerated acting skills, and showed an uncle Fan smile who thought he was in line with Uncle Lori's love: "Miss Josie, please." ”
A dazed Josie took Chamberlain to the back kitchen in a daze, and Brolin walked up to Liszt in a big way: "You are his boss?" I advise you to fire him now if you don't want to cause trouble for your company, and then leave here with your people. ”
Liszt smiled professionally: "I don't know how my employees have offended you, but I know that you don't have the authority to ask me what to do with my employees, or do you want to buy my company?" I can contact the corporate finance and my personal lawyer right now"
Brolin was so frightened that he wanted to yell: I can afford to buy ten more for a small company like you.
But he can't say this, and he can't continue to say some threatening things, this is a Chinese American who can afford to hire a private lawyer, and the current situation can't provoke a lawyer.
Brolin left a sentence: "I want to go crazy for money." "Ignore Liszt, he has more important things.
"You're the owner of this restaurant? There are cases that require your cooperation. ”
Old George was a little flustered: "I have already told you police everything I know, what else do you want to ask?"
"You're right, but we didn't find the person you said, according to our investigation, the last place where Moxie was seen last night was here, in your restaurant, and then he disappeared, I need to search your restaurant now and open the basement door for me."
Old George understands, the person Brolin said should be the FBI agent who captured Moxie's gang, obviously watching him take people away, how could there be no such person, it wouldn't be to deceive me, right?
Compared with the police, who have not actually dealt a blow to Moxie and his gang for so long, the spiritual guy who was called by Josie yesterday and grabbed Moxie and his gang with three punches and two kicks is more trustworthy.
Old George instantly raised his vigilance against Brolin, who had already been labeled as a "black policeman" in his heart.
Hearing all this, Liszt understood Brolin's plan, the search of the restaurant was fake, and it was true that he wanted to enter the tunnel to understand the progress of Moxie's case.
Liszt looked thoughtfully at the few uniformed policemen who had stood in a row of walls to block the view from outside after Brolin had gone to the tunnel with George Sr.
Sure enough, Brolin is not the only black cop, he has developed an accomplice in the police system.
Liszt recognized Brolin when he saw him, it turned out that although Moxi cooperated with Brolin, he was always on guard against Brolin, so he left a lot of Brolin's black material on his hands, including some photos and videos of Brolin's spicy eyes.
Brolin broke George Sr. apart, took one of his men, and the two of them went down the basement, and followed the tunnel until they reached the safe house, where the key was in Moxie's hand, and Brolin fired four shots at the iron lock before opening the door.
The sound insulation of the tunnel is very good, which Moxie has tested, and when dealing with opponents in the tunnel, the subordinates standing on it don't feel at all, which is one of the important reasons why they are so interested in this tunnel.
Seeing that the long and short guns and police body armor in the safe house were there, Brolin was really relieved.
Some of these goods were bought from the Hammerson Gun Factory, and some of them were obtained by him from the guns that had been eliminated and redressed by the police department's equipment department, and seeing that these things were still there, Brolin knew that Moxi had not said it yet, and the FBI had not found out.
Brolin couldn't help but be lucky, maybe the FBI would release Moxi if it couldn't find evidence, in that case, as long as he endured it for a month or two, kept a low profile, and deceived the FBI who was surveilling, he could ship it with confidence.
Thinking so, Brolin decided to hold his troops for the time being, and the investigation plan proposed by Sieg was also pressed first, and now he didn't know it, since he was not caught red-handed, Moxie should not confess.
Brolin, who had a preoccupation with him, returned to George's restaurant with his men, and by this time Liszt and the crew had finished eating and left.
To be precise, I didn't eat much when the food came up, and when this kind of thing happened, except for Liszt, who didn't care, everyone else didn't have the heart to eat at all.
Liszt wouldn't stop them from leaving until they had finished eating, but he still asked the people to pack the unfinished food, whether it was for themselves or for the cats and dogs on the street.
In this regard, no one raised an objection, and Lao Huang was instructed to make sure that everyone returned to the crew safely and paid attention to safety, while he himself stayed in the restaurant and enjoyed the food in an orderly manner.
When Brolin came out, he happened to see Liszt who was carefully cutting the steak, and he enjoyed it very much by himself.
Old George looked at Brolin worriedly: "I'm not wrong, I don't have a problem here, right?"
Ignoring the two gray-haired, dependent old men, Brolin left the dining room with his men, leaving behind an indifferent sentence the moment he crossed the threshold: "Get ready to move." ”
Old George seemed to have been drained of his soul by this sentence, and there was no hope at all, and this last warning had already said a lot about everything.
Originally, it was just exploitation from the gangster Moxie, he could still hold on, and now even the police are blatantly speaking for the gangsters, if old George can't understand it anymore, all these years have really been in vain.
After Brolin left, old George sat down slightly awkwardly opposite Liszt.
Liszt looked at old George, who seemed to have made some major decisions, and had a guess in his heart, and tried his best to convey the meaning of "I don't understand, you say it first".
"That Li ......"
"Liszt, Mr. George, is there anything wrong with you?"
"I want to ask, do you still want to buy this restaurant?"
"Huh?"
Brolin drove home from work in the afternoon, and his wife picked up the kids to go to his grandmother's house in San Francisco, so he was alone at night.
Not long after, several of his men who had followed him to George's restaurant at noon came to his house one after another.
These people are not really police officers, but they are all recruited by Brolin, who knows all about the criminals, after coming out of prison, and all of them work for Brolin.
"I want you to go to the hospital to remind these people that I don't want some unnecessary words to come out of their mouths, and that you can take all measures if necessary, and in short, not to expose any of my private information."
Brolin gave the people who had been released from prison and re-employed a document full of people who had followed Moxie and had seen Brolin's face, and Brolin was worried that they would say something they shouldn't say in front of the police, so he needed to walk around and silence them.
After these people are out, Brolin can really relax, everything is arranged, and no one should be "framed" against him again.
Brolin lay comfortably in the warm bathtub and took a bath, closed his eyes and opened a large word, and there was a bottle of sobered red wine on the side, and he couldn't help but close his eyes with a rare enjoyment.
The comfortable environment makes people relax, and when you relax, you can't notice a lot of details, and at the moment Brolin is enjoying it without noticing his house, just in his bathroom there is a dark shadow.