What do most rich people fear the most?

First, fear of death.

Second, I'm afraid that the money will be gone.

Hutu is now under threat of death.

The tingling in his forehead kept reminding him that Dean in front of him was a reckless madman.

Save your life first, then take revenge!

The resentment in Hu Tu's eyes flashed, and the cowering old face squeezed out an ugly smile: "Detective Dean, Sheehan is the financial director under me, and he has a lot of things that I can't expose, and I don't want to get into trouble because of more than a million US dollars, so I just let him go." ”

"It's as simple as that?" Dean turned his gaze to the ashtray again.

Not to mention, this thing is very handy.

Hutu noticed Dean's gaze, his body trembled with fright, and his voice was full of tears: "I swear to Jesus, what I said is true, Sheen said that he would return the money, but then he couldn't get through on the phone, I guess he ran away, so I didn't bother to care." ”

Dean saw that he didn't seem to be lying, and a smile appeared on his face.

He kindly helped Hu Tu up from the ground: "Mr. Hu Tu, why are you so careless, you can fall while walking, and you still crash like this, do you want me to call an ambulance for you?" ”

"No, no, I have a personal doctor." , Hu Tu looked at the ashtray that was still dripping blood, and didn't care about the blood on his head pouring into his mouth: "Mr. Detective, I really don't need it, it's just a fall, and it's too loud to call an ambulance." ”

Wait!

Damn bastards!

The more embarrassed I am now, the more I will regret it after that!

Hutu roared inwardly!

"Hmm", Dean nodded with satisfaction at Hutu's acquaintance, "That's fine, by the way, Mr. Hutu, because of my teacher, I know a lot of people from special institutions.

Such as FBI, CIA, NSA, IRS.. These institutions, they all.

If you open such a large company, you will inevitably encounter some difficulties in running your business, and you may even go to jail for a trivial matter.

Prison is very dangerous, and it is easy to choke to death if you drink water.

We know each other now.

Is there anything you can help me with? ”

“FBI、CIA... And the IRS (National Tax)...", Hutu choked up, forgetting even the pain in his forehead, and looked at Dean with a dull expression: "Who is your teacher?" ”

Dean smiled faintly: "An ordinary old man in the FBI, after serving for a long time, there are more students to teach, add up to hundreds of people, and the greetings he receives every Christmas will make his mobile phone stuck." ”

Hutu: "..."

...

Outside the office door.

Lawrence toyed with his fingers with some boredom.

Dean had been alone with Hutu's old fat man for more than forty minutes, and he was done dismembering.

Why hasn't it come out yet?

That's when it happened.

Crunch~

The office door has finally opened!

Before Lawrence could look back, he heard Huttu's secretary Anne exclaim, "Boss, what's wrong with you?" ”

Here it comes!

It's finally coming!

Lawrence turned around with a bitter face, ready to meet Hutu's backlash.

The next moment.

His mouth opened wide.

"FK, am I hallucinating!!"

Lawrence roared in his heart.

What did he see?

Hutu was bent over, his face covered in blood, but he tried to squeeze out a smile and send Dean out.

If that's not mistaken.

He even saw that Dean's jacket pockets and trouser pockets were bulging, stuffed with beautiful knives that couldn't be squeezed...

Am I crazy, or is God crazy???

"Mr. Hutu, we still have a case to deal with, so we won't delay your time." Dean patted Hutu on the shoulder.

Hu Tu pushed away the secretary who came over and nodded: "Little things, small things, if it weren't for the efforts of your group of selfless detectives, Los Angeles wouldn't be as stable as it is now." ”

"Hmm."

Dean nodded, pulling Lawrence, who was already confused, and walked out.

Look at the backs of the two disappearing.

Hutu's face was retracted, and his teeth bared in pain: "FK, if you let me know that you are bluffing me, I will make you a stick and put you in Mexico as an art exhibition!" ”

“Boss...”

Secretary Anne wanted to say something else.

Hu Tu slapped him: "Bitch, you are blind, hurry up and call me a private doctor!" ”

For him.

The woman is the toilet.

If you are comfortable with it, you can spend some money on decoration.

If it's uncomfortable, just change it...

...

out of the company.

Lawrence finally couldn't hold back and stopped Dean: "Dude, what the hell is going on?" If you're just a threat, we have to be careful of this fat black man's yin. ”

"Take it easy."

Dean was pleased with Lawrence's 'we' statement.

He took out a dozen small face value knives from his pocket and stuffed them into Lawrence's jacket pocket: "This black fat man's ass is not clean, don't dare to mess with me." ”

This money is considered to be his reward to Lawrence.

Previously, he used violent means.

Both to solve the case quickly and to test Lawrence and see how he reacts.

He didn't disappoint Dean.

"But...", Lawrence touched the knife in his pocket, more than a month's salary, and his expression was uneasy: "We beat people, at most we will be expelled, and we will lose some money, but blackmail will be in big trouble." ”

In the United States, because of the electoral system, almost a certain amount of wealthy people will have close ties with those who are powerful.

The chaebol inside can even influence the election of the president.

Although Hutu can't do that as a multimillionaire, it's still very easy to let the two powerless little police detectives get out.

"What blackmail?"

Dean looked at Lawrence suspiciously: "This money, obviously Mr. Hutu fell, we treated him in time, thank us." ”

"Huh?"

Lawrence felt that his worldview had been turned upside down.

It's not like he hasn't seen a black policeman.

But it was the first time he had seen an arrogant black cop like Dean in Los Angeles.

"By the way, in a few days, Mr. Hutu will send a pennant to the 4th Squadron to show our gratitude for his selfless help." Dean blinked, "Good people deserve to be rewarded!" ”

"You're right?"

Without waiting for Lawrence to answer, Dean laughed and headed towards the car.

Lawrence touched the money in his pocket, and then looked at Dean's back, and at the same time, he was a little pampered in his heart, and at the same time, the uneasiness and stimulation turned into adrenaline, making his heart beat faster.

"It feels... Seems to be good. ”

"At least that ashtray, I'm cool to watch!"

Lawrence shook his face and followed with a sinister smile.

Dean's temper tantrum was too much for his appetite.

Lawrence doesn't know why Dean is so fearless, but he believes Dean is not stupid!

On the way back to the police station.

Dean got out of the car and bought a snack pack.

This is a thank you gift to Daisy, the clerk.

He's certainly not stupid.

Lawrence didn't know.

Before going to meet Hutu, Dean asked Daisy to help him check Hutu's personal information and make sure that he could afford to provoke him.

All this is to test Lawrence.

It is difficult to make a forest alone.

Dean is in the police detective department, and he can be regarded as having his first henchman.

The only pity is.

Hutu called all the colleagues in the company who had a good relationship with Sheehan, but none of them knew about Sheehan's private life.

...

At this time.

Harry, for his part, also made a major discovery.