Four Hundred and Sixty-Three: The Humiliated Withers

Withers felt the difficulty of the matter. When he found nothing, the four big guys from Sal's gang looked at him angrily.

"Sir, you're not going to tell us that today is April Fool's Day, are you?"

Withers shrugged: "Can I?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sal's men hit him on the head with a wine bottle.

The plainclothes men drew their guns and pointed them at Sal and the others.

The Mexican gang was not afraid at all. They blocked the bullet holes for Sal and the gang boss one by one and then confronted the police.

Withers shook his head in a daze and gritted his teeth to give up. The group of subordinates did not open fire because he knew that these people were definitely armed with guns.

"I will complain about you to your leader." Thrall puffed on his cigar and looked at Withers.

Withers waved his hand and evacuated with his troops.

He just broke in and found nothing, and there was no search warrant. Moreover, the targets were capable Mexican gangsters, so the lawsuit was settled.

The crime of slandering another person's innocence.

Withers' men briefly bandaged Withers' head with gauze. When they went downstairs, they passed by Lin Dong.

When Lin Dong walked into the suite, Sal and others greeted him warmly.

"My master won't come up. That's the end of the day. I'll get the money."

"Already ready." Sal shook his head.

The bank card for this morning's proceeds was ready, and his subordinates handed it directly to Lin Dong.

"See you in the evening." After Lin Dong said that, he walked down the stairs and passed by a group of police officers who were retreating.

Withers first glanced at Lin Dong casually.

Asian.

A thud!

Withers seemed to remember something, and his pupils suddenly opened!

Cafe!

That Asian!

He shouted several instructions in succession on his mobile phone!

"Let's go to Elly Casino!"

Withers came to Aria Casino's office. The person in charge inside was yelling. When he saw him coming in, he immediately smashed the document bag on the table. He said in a deep voice: "Officer Withers, come here. Could you please tell me what to do with this money?"

This is the capital table made by Deficit Finance this morning.

"This morning, there was a single million-dollar gambling incident, and I felt something fishy. Sure enough, it was really those people. More than 100 million was gone again!"

After Withers looked at the bill, he said to the technician: "Can you adjust the surveillance for me? Show me the video of the people who exchanged millions of chips."

The technician called up several video frames for Withers. After eliminating other people, the technician only focused on those who only gambled once and left.

Finally, we locked on the three people in front.

"Check for me, what numbers did the three of them bet on?" Withers asked.

Because he remembered in his mind that the Asian man in the coffee shop shouted three commands into his mobile phone, big and small!

After the technician synchronized the opening screen with the gambler's screen time, they found that the results of the opening at the same time were: "The first person placed a big bet and won a million; the next person made a big bet and won a million." 2 million; then Xiao won 4 million!"

Withers' mind was shocked and shut down in place as if struck by lightning!

The answer is exactly the same!

that person!

It's that person! The guy who gave a total of three orders, big and small, in front of him had exactly the same answer as the one who was won in the bet here!

The suspicious mastermind who couldn't be found after searching for a long time was giving orders right in front of him!

There was a crash.

Withers rushed out of the casino and ran towards the cafe. But when he came to the coffee shop, the man was gone!

humiliation!

Endless humiliation! He must know that he is from the FBI and the person in charge of this case, but it is such a mastermind who deliberately abducted all the casino money in front of him! And I know absolutely nothing!

Withers felt humiliated like never before in his career!

This was the first time since he concluded the investigation that his nose had been stepped on and humiliated.

Withers suddenly hated Asians.

He saw the back of an Asian man in the corner, and immediately went over and pulled it, thinking it was Xu Cheng.

But when he turned around, he realized that it was not the case. The Asian looked at him in confusion and said, "Is something wrong?"

"It's okay, go back to your country." Withers was already angry, but now he said something inappropriate.

"I'm going to sue you for racial discrimination!"

"Whatever you want!" Withers said and left.

When he returned to the casino, his men began to finish their work. His assistant came over and said to him: "The boss asked you to go back to the headquarters. They may question you."

Withers smiled bitterly.

At this time, the person in charge of Aria Casino came out and shouted at him: "I have already complained to you, you are a bunch of trash!"

Withers arrived at the FBI headquarters and entered his boss's office. He sat across from him with his hands on his hips, holding a pile of complaint reports about Withers.

"Come and see these, the good things you have done." The boss glanced at him angrily: "The complaints from Sal and the Mexican gangs came from four casinos questioning your professionalism. They suspected that you It is simply embarrassing to not do things with money; and this report, if this report is exposed, let alone you, we will all receive pressure from public opinion. You know that in recent years, more and more wealthy Asians like to travel here. , you still discriminate against others, do you know what racial discrimination means here? If this report is exposed, the FBI will be finished, do you understand? What on earth are you doing?"

Withers looked at the gauze on his head and said, "It was blinded by the bottle."

"Why don't you just be beaten to death?" The boss was furious: "Those like Sal know that their identities are sensitive, so you should handle them more carefully. It's okay if you break in for the first time. I'm under pressure. Help you carry it down. This is the second time you have broken into private property and your personal rights have been taken away. Why are you charging without a search warrant? This time they just gave you a head jump instead of a bullet to let you go. God!"

Withers said: "Don't worry, sir, it won't happen next time."

"What about next time?" His boss glared at him: "The higher ups will let you take a vacation and replace it with someone else. The four companies in the casino said that you are not qualified to handle this case. Let us replace it with someone else who is capable and strong."

Withers was unhappy: "Sir! I already know who is behind the scenes!"

Boss: "Who is it?"

Withers: "An Asian!"

The boss sneered: "You just racially discriminated against an Asian, and now you are saying that the mastermind behind the scenes is an Asian. Do you want to maximize public opinion? Do you want to drive the FBI to death?"

Withers couldn't laugh or cry: "I know what he looks like."

Boss: "Okay, do you have evidence?"

Withers: "I... didn't..."

The boss sighed: "Go on vacation. Let someone else handle this matter. I have removed your team from this case. Let's go back and hand over the work."