Disputes caused by alcohol, drugs, and sex are accidents that the police have to deal with every night in Los Angeles, the city of entertainment, and if they come across it, they will basically deal with it as soon as possible.

The drug case is the most common case that He Shan handles, although the results so far are not dazzling, but after accidentally overhearing the phone chat of some rich children at the party, he stared at a man named Wilson, because he said on the other end of the phone that he was going to play with ordinary friends later, and asked the other party to prepare 50,000 goods.

Goods worth 50,000 yuan, no more, no less, He Shan values the person who sells goods on the other end of the phone. can provide drugs for the children of rich families, then the purity of the goods must be very high, although it is not clear which kind of drug it is, but since he has encountered it, then he can't ignore it, who made him a policeman now.

"Well, are you going, a group of my friends are getting ready to go to Santa Monica."

After cutting the cake, Paris invited before leaving, and she wanted to try to ask Ho Shan out.

The friend she was talking about couldn't be so coincidental as Wilson, right? He Shan turned his head and looked around, and sure enough, he found Kardashian and Wilson standing together, talking and laughing.

"So what are you waiting for?"

"Ahh Are you going? Paris asked again uncertainly. If he can take He Shan down tonight and then lose under his pomegranate skirt, it will help increase his reputation in your circle.

"Let's go, get in my car." According to what Paris and Kardashian said just now, He Shan knew that the place he was going to was a private club, and if he really wanted to enter it to investigate, the identity of the police would not be enough to enter it smoothly, and Paris could just help him pass the interrogation outside the club.

So Paris was used as a cover by Ho Shan, and the same group of rich children who only knew how to eat, drink, and eat and wait for death arrived in Santa Monica, an entertainment club built on a private beach.

Energetic music, groups of beautiful women in swimsuits, unscrupulous drug use, and then crazy intoxication in confusion and reality, no one remains sober. This is the internal erosion situation.

He Shan's eyes have never left Wilson, this guy is surrounded by beautiful women, covering his ears with one hand, scolding people on the phone who are dissatisfied, judging from the shape of his mouth, it seems that the other party is late and did not deliver the goods on time.

"Let's go, let's go dance." After Paris took a big sip of whiskey with something she didn't know what to add, she took Ho Shan to the dance floor to dance.

He Shan nodded stiffly, trying to make himself look less out of place, but he really had no experience in dancing, but fortunately, Paris and the beauties around him helped him and danced around him.

Paris's figure and temperament are not to mention, the on her body is not very strong now, and she is definitely hooked, and she has become the most dazzling existence on the dance floor.

Such a comfortable benefit, although He Shan enjoyed it very much, he did not forget the purpose of his coming here, the lights on the scene were dim and bright, and his eyes never left Wilson for more than 1 second.

He had a hunch that tonight would be a single big case, or a big case that he had solved alone since he joined the police.

10 minutes later, when he saw Wilson receiving a call and walked into the toilet, He Shan followed, but there was a trance-like Paris around him as a burden, wrapped around his body like an octopus, and he couldn't get rid of it if he wanted to, so he could only carry it temporarily in order not to delay getting more information.

The toilet was full of babbling and moaning, and you didn't have to think about it to know what the people inside were doing. In order to be able to eavesdrop on Wilson's next conversation, He Shan pulled Paris into the toilet with Wilson's meaningful smile, found an empty bathroom and hid in to eavesdrop.

Wilson seemed to be reassured of the safety of the shop, and did not keep anyone on guard, and the transaction took place directly in the toilets.

"Why don't you wait until the party is over!"

"Harden took a few more puffs tonight, and he was afraid that there would be an accident on the way here, so he asked me to come over for him. You don't have all the money, the old rules, don't accept credit, pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, and it doesn't matter who lives or dies when you go out. ”

"Did you bring the goods with you?"

"It's all here, it's enough for you to enjoy for a while."

The people who should have come did not come, and the people who came should have been in the same group. He Shan filtered out the other miscellaneous voices, listened carefully to the conversation between Wilson and the delivery man, and stopped Paris from doing anything to him, waiting until the transaction between the two was completed and left, and then heeled from behind.

"What the hell are you doing?" Paris said in a daze.

"It's nothing, you keep hi, I'll go first." He Shan chased her out of the toilet decisively, looking at the middle-aged white man walking side by side with Wilson in a vest and hat, full of muscles.

The middle-aged white man hugged Wilson goodbye, whispered a few more words, and left the private club alone.

"I hope it's a big fish, or I'll waste a night's work." He Shan drove the Porsche while wiping off the lipstick on his face with a tissue.

Every colleague in the detective team has various informants and news channels, so it is very important to collect clues when investigating the case. And he himself may have had experience as an old boy, so he looks down on the person who is double-faced, so he didn't develop his own informant, and he relied on himself to follow the case from beginning to end.

"Police, get out of the car!" He Shan didn't give the prisoner who had just traded drugs in front of him a chance to recover his life, and forced him to stop on the side of the road with an acceleration.

"I'd be happy to be cross-examined, officer."

"What's it called?"

"JB. Lee."

JB. Lee raised his hands without any nervousness and got out of the car to be checked, of course, if it was before the transaction, he would not be so easy to cooperate.

"Where does the money come from?" He Shan opened the small leather bag full of banknotes and asked.

"I don't have to answer this question, if necessary, I'll get my lawyer, ah——!" JB. Lee wanted to use his previous tricks to make the police return in vain, but he didn't expect to use the wrong person and was rewarded with a resounding slap in the face.

"Now that the deal is over, take me to your lair." After Ho Shan put JB. Lee down, he cut straight to the point.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, if you don't have evidence to sue me, let me go, or I'll definitely get to the bottom of tonight." JB. Lee is an old man, and he is very tough and doesn't want to reveal any information.

"I don't need evidence against people like you. If you don't say it, I can go back to Wilson. But you may lose your life because of it. He Shan observed the cars on both sides of the road, and when no cars passed, he dragged the people into the woods on the side of the road.

"Ask again, say no."

JB. Lee was obviously aware of the extra tough style of the police officer he met tonight, but he still chose not to reveal the slightest information that was unfavorable to his own people, "Don't scare me, I won't eat this." ”

It seems to be an old fritter, and it is estimated that the number of times you will enter the detention center will not be too small. He Shan took out a revolver and a Bolai 92 from the holster on his waist, "You should know, if you shoot me, I can kill you on the spot."

However, we think that this routine is outdated, because it requires a lot of complicated inquiries and non-stop reports. So I personally think that the better way is to kill you. And it's so remote here, if you want people to find the body, it will take at least ten days and half a month. ”

"You, brother, I don't seem to have offended you! Why are you doing this? After hearing this, JB. Lee felt the hairs on his whole body stand up, and he couldn't understand when he offended the policeman with his eyes and used to make things so big.

"Bang!" He Shan's first shot hit JB. Lee's calf, the bullet did not hit directly, only caused a slight abrasion, "Take me to your lair." ”

“FU——！ You're shooting! ”

"Bang!" Ho Shan shot JB. Lee in the arm for the second time, but it was still only a bruise, not fatal.

"FU-CK, what the are you a cop or a gangster!" JB. Lee was polished on the ground, and although the injuries from the shooting were not serious, they seemed to be more painful mentally.

"Don't pretend, both bullets are missed, and it will hurt for a while at most." He Shan exposed JB. Lee's exaggerated acting skills, "But where the next third bullet will hit, I'm not sure." ”

JB. Lee nervously looked at the muzzle of the revolver, he was bluffed, not sure if He Shan's next shot would hit. "Hey, man, calm down, everybody, calm down first. I don't want the money, so tonight's incident will be treated as if it didn't happen, how about it? ”

"Bribing the police is a serious crime." He Shanting admires this old bird of drug trafficking, and he actually wants to get a bribe, 50,000 US dollars is enough to be put on other policemen, maybe it will be effective.

"Bang!" The third shot punched a large hole in the palm of JB. Lee's left hand, causing him to blush and cry in pain, and he didn't even have the strength to scream.

"Skull, the fourth shot I will make you die a happy death, and you won't be tortured." He Shan pointed a gun at his forehead, and then pressed it against JB. Lee's head, "Last chance, if there is any last word you want me to inform your family, I will tell you on your behalf." ”

"Take me to the hospital first, and I'll tell you what you want." JB. Lee said after surviving the analgesia.

"You're not qualified to negotiate conditions." Ho Shan refused to accept it.

"I still have my wife and children at home waiting for me to go back, I ......"

JB. Lee hugged his palms with his clothes, his face was a mixture of cold sweat and tears and blood, he felt that he should go out tonight, he had met so many policemen, he had encountered such unreasonable, directly loaded bullets to greet him.

He Shan put the gun back into the holster, knowing that what he wanted was almost done.