Chapter 8 The Law of the Ink Maker - Death to the Murderer
At eleven o'clock at night, Dallas' nightlife has just begun, and the city has changed from the heat of the day to the restlessness of the night.
MStrip is an underground nightclub located on the border between the northern suburbs of Dallas and the city, and the interior is a world made entirely of metal.
Look around and you'll see parts for cars and motorcycles: doors, tires, exhaust pipes,...... Even the ashtray is cut from the clutch of a car, creating a black and hard masculine scent.
The space is filled with cacophony of rock music and crazy dancers.
In the middle of the dance floor, two scantily clad girls are constantly writhing their plump bodies, creating waves of heat for the crazy people in the audience, and the air is filled with the smell of alcohol, lust, money, and drugs.
In a private room on the second floor of the nightclub, Hunter Lucas sat behind a huge one-way glass and looked at the crazy customers downstairs, yes, they were customers, but not God, here they were just lambs who brought him money.
He has always had objections to the boss above about the development of the gang, and he believes that in this era, making money is the most important thing.
As for fighting with other gangs to earn turf, it is very unworthwhile to have money and no life to spend, and it is already a thing that will only exist in the era of the godfathers of the last century, and now it is the twenty-first century, and the eyes must look at money.
As with all of this he did in Dallas, he didn't need to fight for new territory, just made sure that he had enough money to make a lot of money.
And the partner he has now chosen has brought him far more benefits than selling drugs on the streets, and he has begun to be less interested in the drug business than before.
Here he already has four underground nightclubs, with a daily turnover of nearly $1.5 million, not including other businesses, and he is now only one of them, the smallest and the most hidden.
In this way, even if it is a raid, it will only raid the largest one, which will give him a chance to escape.
Looking at the men and women who were still going crazy below, he became more and more excited, as long as he had money here, he could do anything.
Even if you have sex with those two girls on stage, no one will have any objections, because those who have objections have been dealt with by them. For example, if it is buried in cement and poured into a building, no one will find out for decades.
All thanks to the mad church, Hunter felt that what he had done seemed so insignificant compared to them, especially in the face of that evil woman.
Every time he saw her, he couldn't help but want to possess the other person, that woman was so seductive that she could make a man do anything for her.
But he knew that the other party had some kind of magical power, which made him dare not take a step beyond the thunder pool, because it would cost him his life and everything he had now.
For example, the two women who are kneeling under his crotch and licking his brother gently, and the two former female college students, are now obeying his orders like two female dogs, and they will not hesitate to do anything.
Giving anyone to that woman, after a while she will make them completely lose themselves, this power is really terrifying and practical, and it is a pity that she belongs to that crazy church.
Hunter noticed one of his ponies walk into the box, and he whispered a few words in his ear, and he frowned, Dandy and Tavi were beaten up in the hospital and turned into vegetative states, I don't know who did it.
He needs to think about how to deal with it.
To be honest, he doesn't like these peripheral people, there is nothing else to do except drugs, robbery, and murder, but he can't ignore it.
After all, he is a member of MS-13, and if he doesn't find out who did it and kill the other party, I'm afraid that other gangs will think that he is easy to bully, and it will inevitably attract provocation from rival gangs.
After a few moments, Hunter instructed Ma Tsai, "Find this man and kill him." ”
Ma Tsai turned and walked out of the box, and Hunt patted the cheek of one of the blonde girls under his crotch, and the girl obediently got up and sat down slowly with her back to Hunter, and he let out a long exhale.
Dallas in the middle of the night is full of evil, and ordinary people can't discover the darkest side of the city because they're just ordinary people.
Caroline arrived at the police station early in the morning, she couldn't sleep when she got home last night, and all that came to her mind was the eyes of the young oriental, and the psychedelic feeling made her toss and turn all night, and when she came to the police station, she had a cup of coffee after a cup of coffee.
Partner Bill looked at her a little overwhelmed, and didn't understand why the other party had been abnormal since last night, could it be that the loss of love really hit her so hard?
"Carlo, captain in a meeting, hurry up. A white officer shouted at Caroline. Caroline shook her head to clear herself, the coffee pick-me-up was very effective, and she got rid of the mental distress caused by insomnia.
The middle-aged white captain in the conference room waved at dozens of police officers and said: "Everyone, listen, just received a tip, MS-13 gang members suddenly appeared in various neighborhoods, and it is not yet known what their purpose is, so I ask each of you to be vigilant, ensure the safety of the city center, ensure the safety of yourself and your partner, and never let last year's attack repeat." ”
Caroline knew the sheriff was referring to a retaliatory assault on a police officer last year after a white police officer shot a black man, which ended in five deaths and seven injuries, one of the worst cases in the history of the Dallas Police Department.
And she knew why the MS-13 gang members suddenly appeared, and she decided to tell the captain what she knew, whether the captain believed it or not, it was what she should do, and provide valid information to the decision-maker, who would judge the accuracy of the information.
When the officers and detectives in the conference room began to walk out, Caroline walked quickly to the white captain: "Captain, I have a situation to report to you, last night I received a report that two MS-13 gang members robbed at gunpoint, the victim's name is Mo Yi, a tourist from China, Mr. Mo seriously injured two gang members, I suspect that their purpose is to find Mr. Mo and prepare to take revenge on him." ”
The white captain looked at Caroline in front of him, he knew her, the well-known LES in the police department.
Although he did not discriminate against homosexuals, he could not change his strategy for the sake of one piece of news, so he said regretfully: "Maybe what you said is true, but I can't risk others being attacked just to protect one tourist, so I can't determine the patrol route of the police officers because of the information you provided, sorry." ”
"No, Captain, you don't have to be sorry, I know you made the right decision, so I asked to go to Mr. Mo's hotel, and if MS-13 is indeed looking for him, then I can call for police support while protecting him. ”
The white captain pondered for a while and said, "I agree to your request, but you must protect the other party and yourself, and call for support as soon as you find gang members." ”
"Understood, Captain. Caroline nodded, turned and walked out of the conference room, and quickly ran downstairs to the parking lot, where she had to find Mo Yi as fast as she could, whether he was in the hotel or not.