Wealth can not only be exchanged for material things, but when it reaches a certain level, it will become a terrible weapon when used in the right way.

Attacking people is the bottom, and attacking the heart is the top.

Whether "Carter" is coerced or lured, it is difficult for Clive to be willing to take risks and expose him with fierce information about "Nakajima". Because as long as Clive remains silent, he will not be involved in this incident, let alone take the slightest risk. But when Sir Li came forward, he had to speak.

Because the consequences of offending Li Sir are definitely worse than offending "Nakajima", and they will come faster. Because of the extravagance of the other party, his two-year sentence may end tomorrow - lying down and out of prison.

Sir Li has deeply understood this truth since he became rich, he has never been stingy with the ability to use money, and every year when a new magazine comes out of the wealth rankings, he will buy a copy and put it in the storage space.

Because it is the same as the pistol and the eight chopping knife, it is a weapon belonging to Li Sir.

At this time, the convertible was driving on the way to Chinatown, and Carter had just recovered from the shock and couldn't help but ask, "Officer Li, why do you carry magazines with you?" ”

The Chinese police officer in front of him is rich, and he has seen it.

even began to feel that Li Sir was a little picky, why he only opened a "informant fee" of 100,000 US dollars just now.

If he had opened a little more, he would have to regret choosing money now while crying and making trouble.

Li Shaoze smiled, glanced at it lightly and said, "Because there are too many rich people in the world, I need something to tell others how rich I am." ”

Car, Table, Check...... None of these things were enough at his level.

Moreover, publicizing and proving the wealth and strength of the rich is also the meaning of the existence of various rich rankings in the world.

"Okay."

"Why don't people in the world have a ranking list to prove how poor a person is?"

Carter bared his white teeth helplessly, reached out and patted his forehead and sighed.

In fact, he knows the answer to this question.

Because this world is a pyramid, there are too many poor people at the bottom, and only the rich are becoming rarer.

Poor people don't have to prove at all, as long as you can't prove that you are rich, then you are a poor person.

Li Shaoze saw the appearance of a rookie detective, smiled hehe, and did not continue to answer him. The more he talks now, the more it hurts him. To remain silent is to take care of his young mind.

However, the car had just driven away from the prison when the plug-in phone, which had been in the inner pocket of the suit, vibrate. Li Shaoze had a hunch in his heart, grabbed the steering wheel with one hand, took out his mobile phone and took a look, and sure enough, the system treasure chest was refreshed.

I saw a radar scanning interface, which directly occupied the entire mobile phone screen, turning round and round.

The blue cursor is in the front left, and the location of the coordinates is in Chinatown.

"Ding."

"This month's treasure chest has been refreshed."

Li Shaoze stepped on the accelerator with a bang, and the car quickly jumped out, and the yardage continued to rise.

"Carter", who was sitting next to him, grabbed his seat belt, his eyes widened, and the scenery in his field of vision quickly regressed. At this time, he felt a gust of wind rushing towards him, and he immediately began to complain strongly in his heart.

"That text message must have been from his mother, telling him that he was going home for dinner."

"No, it's also possible that my wife is going to have a baby!"

"Wow, wow, I feel like the secretary told him to go back to work."

Carter's mouth opened wide, and the wind slapped into his mouth, finally turning into a strange scream.

This way, Li Sir's speed was completely maintained above one hundred and fifteen per hour...... Whether it's on the suburban straights or in the city, he doesn't have any collisions.

LV5's special driving skills are not just for eating dry meals, and racing is a generation of car gods.

Gradually, Carter's panicked screams died away, replaced by playful cheers.

However, as the vehicle approached Chinatown, it slowed down and eventually stopped at the entrance of Chinatown.

Li Shaoze stepped out of the car with the same face, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and immediately saw a small red three-story building with the sign of "Fuzhou Hotel" hanging on it.

At this time, it was already night in Los Angeles, and the red lanterns, red signs, and red cheongsams on the waiters in the night were all very eye-catching.

The main color of Chinatown has always been red.

Because this is the color that represents the hometown, the red that represents the Chinese.

"Hey, my tires, engine, and windshield are so worn."

"I'll send it to the garage tomorrow, if there's a problem, remember to help me change it."

"Carter" then got out of the car and circled the convertible twice, intending to trick the rich man into a trick, and hurriedly stepped forward to preach.

As for Chinatown's beautiful "China Red", "Carter" detectives have long been tired of seeing it.

In contrast, he still prefers a little blacker.

Li Shaoze glanced at him, snorted twice and said, "If there is a problem, ask the police station for reimbursement, let's go inside first." ”

He was completely clear about Carter's careful thinking about wanting to take advantage.

It's a pity, he's not a stupid dumbfounder, how can someone say anything, that's what? With a light sentence, the other party's illusions were extinguished.

Through the scanning of the mobile phone's radar, you can clearly see the blue cursor in front of you. "Nakajima" must be in the Fuzhou Hotel, as long as you kill and arrest people.

"Alas, rich people are really shrewd."

"Carter" muttered in his heart, and followed Li Sir to the door of the hotel quickly. Just as he was about to go upstairs, "Carter" reached out and stopped him.

"You don't have a gun on you, let's get out there first."

"I'll just go up and find out the news by myself."

He was actually afraid that Li Sir would forcibly arrest people as soon as he entered the door, and after the conflict broke out between the two sides, the situation at the scene would be too dangerous, so he wanted to stop the other party at the door.

After he entered the hotel and made sure that "Nakajima" was inside, he immediately called back to the police station to ask for support.

When the hostages are rescued, the credit is in hand, and there is no need to exchange fire with people in the rain of bullets.

Perfect! Crooked Richgood!

Li Shaoze glanced at him suspiciously, but he didn't expect the rookie detective to suddenly become heroic. But this kind of unwinding work should be done by the other party, so dare to hand it over to him?

You know, he can solve all the people in three minutes after he enters the store, and the rookie police detective enters the store? It will be solved in three seconds. Alas, it was a bad feeling to have a rookie in the ranks.

When Li Sir was about to open his mouth to refute, he suddenly saw an American man in a suit smoking a cigarette outside the alley on the left side of the store. When his eyes swept to a gold necklace around the big man's neck, his eyes narrowed.

Because the gold chain has a unique shape, there is a gold pendant with the word "Fu" hanging at the bottom, which is different from the thick chain that most Americans like to hang, and it is a very symbolic feature.

Compared with the "Fuzhou Hotel", Li Sir immediately had a judgment in his heart, patted "Carter" on the shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work, man, I'll help you let off the wind outside." ”

"If you want, you can also order two Fuzhou dishes to eat, the taste is very girly!"

"Carter" didn't know that "Yaba" meant powerful and great in Fuzhou dialect, but he could understand Li Sir's attitude. So he nodded with satisfaction and walked into the door of the hotel with a whistle.

"Welcome." The greeter standing inside the door first spoke a welcome speech in Chinese, and then changed to English.

"Carter" propped up the table and said, "Hello, I'm looking for Nakajima." ”

"I'm his lawyer, he's in big trouble and needs my help."

"Is Nakajima in the store?"

"Carter" cleverly came up with a set of lines and looked at the environment of the hotel. There are more than a dozen small square tables on the first floor of the direct hotel, and there are five or six guests dining at this time. There is a staircase at the back that leads you directly upstairs.

It's a pity that the female welcome in front of her didn't buy it, saying that she didn't know "Nakajima".

"Carter" scratched his head, picked up the menu and sat down at a table, repeatedly mentioning the name of "Nakajima" and accidentally revealing the handle of the gun around his waist.

The handle of the gun was more effective than anything, and the female greeter looked at him deeply, and asked him to wait a moment when he walked up the stairs alone to the third floor of the hotel.

After walking into the hall full of gunmen, she bent down her red cheongsam and gently leaned against "Qian Tao" to speak.

At this time, "Qian Tao" had just finished talking to the boss, and ordered his subordinates to take the little girl away, and after listening to the welcome report, he turned his head to the figure on the sofa and said, "Boss, someone is looking for Nakajima below." ”

"Nakajima" picked up the remote control on the table, pressed it gently, and a hanging board embroidered with patterns on the wall in front of him was lifted, revealing six surveillance screens.

"Nakajima" walked out of the desk with a cigar between them, and gathered in front of the monitoring screen with Qian Tao and others, clearly seeing the low situation in his eyes......

I saw that on a big screen in the middle, "Carter" summoned another waiter and was ordering food with great interest.

It seems that he has not forgotten at all what Li Sir told him.

Nakajima smiled, took a puff on his cigar and said, "Bring him up and kill him directly." ”

"Yes, boss."

The female greeter nodded, held her hands around her waist, and walked down the stairs step by step to receive people.

At the same time, the picture turned, and the face of "Nakajima" in a gray suit was revealed, and it was the American consul "George" who had been on the road at the dinner.

But now "George" has retired and no longer has any official status, only another name - "Nakajima".

"Hey, bro."

Li Shaoze took a cigarette in his mouth, walked to the intersection of the alley, and greeted the gunman. When the other party looked away vigilantly, he spread his hands and explained, "Is there any fire?" ”

"Hehe......"

The gunman didn't expect it to be a turtle smoking without fire, and after sneering twice, he took out an iron-shelled lighter with a little arrogance, and stretched out his hand to hand it to Li Sir.

"Thank you."

After Li Shaoze reached out and took the lighter, he did not turn on the cigarette, but suddenly grabbed the other party's jaw. Immediately, he quickly spread out the mouth blocked by the palm of his hand, and by the way, the entire lighter was sent directly into the other party's throat.

Syllable! Then he threw a punch that knocked the gunman unconscious, and he turned his gaze into the alley.

I saw a black van parked at the exit across the alley, and two gunmen in black suits were stuffing a dangling black plastic bag into the compartment. The posture of the plastic bag swaying is obviously that someone is struggling inside.