In the South District, the old rental houses are filled with the strong smell of flowers.

Grey felt like she was about to throw up again, and she lay on the bed tired, not even wanting to wear clothes.

I don't know how many bags of cream are in the trash can next to the bed, and it is also the main source of the floral fragrance of the rental house.

Why?

She stared blankly at the ceiling of her rental house, thinking back to the past and the latest news in Mexico.

The new president, Ned, is said to be a very capable man.

It not only solves the flour group that has been entrenched in the local area, but also takes drastic measures to eliminate the drawbacks and support local agriculture, and also undertakes many orders from foreign companies to build factories.

Mexicans are not lazy, on the contrary, they are more willing to roll than anyone else.

Mexicans have the highest number of lowest-wage industries in the United States.

Grey likes to use TikTok or YouTube to watch videos of Mexico now, watching the people in her hometown do things in full swing and implement the beautiful four-year plan.

She felt sincerely envious in her heart, and she wanted to go back, but she was unwilling to go back like this.

When she came out, she was the envy of the girls in the village.

Now if she brings nothing and is deported to Mexico as an illegal immigrant by the U.S. immigration bureau, telling her parents that she is a young lady in the United States, not a star?

Grey didn't want to see the disappointed eyes of her parents, nor did she want to see the disdainful and contemptuous eyes of the people around her.

Those eyes made Grey reluctant to be discovered by immigration and not want to be deported.

There was another knock on the door, and Grey sighed, feeling that there was no end to such a future.

She casually draped herself in a light garment to make it easier for the guests.

For her, it will also be more convenient.

Grey walked to the door and opened it, revealing two police officers in police uniforms.

She was slightly stunned, it was not that she had not received guests of this profession in the past, but it was the first time that someone who came directly to the door in a police uniform.

"Gray Whitehead, huh?"

The white policeman on the left asked, and then quickly said, "Your uncle, Loela Rivera, was involved in a gang vendetta and was killed in the street.

You sign this document first, and we'll take you to see the body. ”

After a few years of hard work, Grey is no longer the little girl she was at the beginning, and she knows very well that what the police are doing at the moment is not in line with the process.

But she didn't say anything.

Because Grey is afraid that the other party will find out, her identity as an illegal immigrant will be exposed.

Gray took a pen and signed her name on the document and said, "I've already counted this day, you can dispose of his body as you please." ”

The white policeman was slightly stunned, didn't say anything, and nodded, "Okay." ”

If you really want to talk about the responsibility for this death, they are the LAPD.

Who let there was a police car not far away, and two policemen were on duty there.

If the murderer is armed with a firearm, it can also be said that the situation at the scene is very dangerous, and the police must give priority to their own personal safety over the people around them.

They weren't obligated to protect those people in the first place.

But the outrageous thing about this case is that the killer used a knife to kill people.

It is obviously impossible for the family of the deceased to go to court and expect the judge to judge from the cut burns that the enemy has a dangerous weapon that is better than the policeman's long-range gun.

The Los Angeles Police Department most likely lost the case and then was falsely accused.

Before the white police came, they were ready to cry, including the chief.

As a result, things were surprisingly easy.

He could imagine that he would be praised and respected by the director, and he could see that the woman in front of him probably wanted to take away his uncle's property, but she didn't say anything.

The inheritance tax paid has nothing to do with them.

He was more than willing to make it easier.

Grey hurriedly closed the door, quickly changed into her travel clothes, and left the rental house.

She took a taxi straight to Loeira's house.

Grey is well aware that Loella is suspicious, does not marry, does not trust banks, and has all her possessions in a safe deposit box in her own home.

She had euphemistically tricked out her uncle's safe password, but she never had a good chance to steal the money from the safe.

Now's your chance.

As for Loeira's property in Los Angeles.

Grey has no intention of selling, as long as she can take away Loeira's savings for many years, she can return to Mexico.

She was sure that it was a lot of money.

Because Loela's life is very simple, if you want to find a woman, you will directly find the young lady below to eat a free seafood feast.

With Loeira's years of hard work, Grey can return home and fuck the American dream.

Now the old lady is going to dream of Mexico.

She was in a taxi, thinking about how she would get back home with a lot of dollars.

……

Los Angeles Police Department.

The night was dark, the door of the police station was lit up with blazing white lights, and the chief, Roderick Hannah, who was supposed to be off work for a long time, hurried back to the police station after receiving a call from his subordinates.

Before he could enter the door, he began to shout, "This is Los Angeles, this is my territory, everything must be agreed by me!" ”

He is very fat, but because of his height of 1.96 meters, such fat shows a strong sense of oppression.

The director's formal uniform looked like he was about to be blown away by the flesh inside.

Under Roderick's undisguised thoughts, the sound of Knock Knock echoed through the hall of the police station, like a wild boar rampaging through the forest.

His eyes widened, and he glanced at the two federal agents from the FBI in front of him, and looked at the people with his nostrils: "Do you have anything to do?" ”

"Chief Roderick, regarding the case of Loeira, we need to see his body and the whole process."

The young federal agent spoke.

This sentence was ridiculed by Roderick's face without concealment, and he knew in his heart that in this incident, the Los Angeles Police Department was absolutely derelict in its duties, how could it be possible to hand over the handle to the people above.

easily sells the police officers below, so what majesty does he, the director, have in the bureau?

No one will respect him.

Even if the police in the bureau make a mistake and should be shielded, he will cover it up.

"The cases that happened in Los Angeles are all under my control, when will it be your turn to be the FBI, I haven't seen you here before, do you think I'm a bully?"

Roderick roared, impatient, "Just wait for our report and don't think about anything else." ”

"Chief Roderick, this is the president's order!"

"Haha, don't press me with the president, this is Los Angeles, not Washington!"

Roderick poked the young detective's chest with his hand, looking arrogant and arrogant.

On this turf, he is the boss of the word.

The LAPD people gathered around the FBI agents and did not speak, but only supported the chief's actions with their eyes.

Whether or not to break the law is secondary, the key is that your brother can't just sell it.

Sell the two Bakers today, and maybe sell someone in the police station tomorrow.

How can you not make mistakes in what they do?

This is Los Angeles.

The high crime rate has cultivated that the police will make a judgment to empty the magazine for any trouble.

There is no way to kill by manslaughter, it is better for others to die than to die yourself.

The young agent was furious and wanted to say more.

The elderly federal agent next to him raised his hand and put his arm on his shoulder, then turned to the director in front of him and said, "Director Roderick, let's talk to the side." ”

Roderick nodded slightly, he liked to talk to agents who knew the rules.

……

The two walked to the corner of the hall.

"Chief Roderick, I don't care if there is any negligence in the LAPD in this case, and I don't care.

We just need the corpse and the process of the case.

You should know about what has happened in the Otherworld, and we suspect that this case has something to do with it. ”

"I see."

Roderick's face showed a hint of abruptness, the phone in his pocket rang again, and he raised his hand to signal himself to take his leave, completely without the arrogance he had with the young agent before.

He answered the phone, and after getting the report from the other end, he hung up the phone and said with a smile: "Okay, I hope you remember your promise, you can take the corpse, I am not the kind of person who is arrogant and unruly." ”

"It's a pleasure to work with."

The older detective stretched out his hand, Roderick smiled, also took his hand, turned to his subordinates and shouted, "It's all a misunderstanding, let the body be taken away."

Beck and the others were also disturbed by the monsters of the other world, so let them take two days off to rest at home, what should the others do. ”

His words made the tense atmosphere within the police station disappear, and the officers who had gathered dispersed again.

"Tom, you take them to the place where Loela's body is kept."

“OK。”

The young policeman smiled and led the way.

……

Arriving at the morgue, two federal agents quickly went about their work, taking pictures of the body up and down, and then reading the medical examiner's autopsy report and the history of the case.

These need to be filmed.

The local police department and the president have always been separated by a barrier, far less trustworthy than the FBI.

The two left the Los Angeles Police Department.

The young detective took a deep breath, he looked at the deserted street, and couldn't help but say, "The people in the Los Angeles Police Department are so rampant that they don't take us FBI seriously at all, not even the president." ”

"Hehe, you're still too young, Loeira's case is special, how could someone from the LAPD let us investigate their faults."

The older detective had a calm expression on his face and said, "When you handle cases in the future, you must remember."

When the other party is strongly uncooperative, don't treat him as a stubborn and stubborn old fool.

Behind him, there must be some interest behind him that drives him to do that.

What you think is stupid is what he sees as profitable.

Roderick was able to sit firmly in the position of the chief, and was deeply loved and supported by the police officers below, and was by no means a reckless man.

I dare say that if you had tried to put your hand on your clothes, they would have beaten you into a sieve for self-defense. ”

"Yes."

The young detective nodded, put away his pride, and planned to learn from his predecessors from these workplace experiences to avoid suicide by being shot eight times in the back.

(End of chapter)