One Thousand Seventy-Nine Chapters Looking for a Blacksmith, Goodbye Old Friends

After nightfall, Luke went to meet Frank and exchanged information.

What Frank knew, Luke probably knew.

What Luke knew, Frank might not.

The hypnotized Inspector Reyes explained her mental journey, and Luke told Frank without reservation.

Frank was silent.

Luke didn't say a word.

Is it revenge? How to get revenge? What is revenge? There are countless combinations of answers to these three questions.

There is no doubt that Inspector Reyes is not a good person.

However, when she planned to arrest the three parties in the park melee, she never thought about harming ordinary civilians.

This situation is not in line with her imagination, and it will lead her to enter the political arena.

It's a pity that she is very ambitious, and she does have the idea of ​​greed and rashness.

Fearing that the three parties would be vigilant and cancel the deal, she took a chance and did not evacuate the civilians before the operation.

And as long as she evacuates the civilians in advance, whether it is the three-way vigilance, or the evacuation makes the Frank family evade, the tragedy can be avoided.

When you think about it, it seems that she caused the death of Frank's family.

In fact, this matter is not so simple to judge.

The police catch the thief, it is only right and proper.

Putting civilians at risk in order to catch thieves is an unavoidable problem for police across the United States, but in varying degrees of severity.

In a shootout between the police and gangsters, civilians may be accidentally injured at any time, so the American police simply don’t have guns?

This is obviously not possible.

In this matter, prosecutor Reyes made a serious mistake, but he was not guilty of death.

If the consequences are terrible, most of the felons in the United States deserve to die than her.

After waiting for a while,

Frank's expression changed, but he still couldn't make up his mind.

Luke knew that he had already made a decision.

Frank is not a born criminal after all. He is a soldier who has done a lot of dirty things for the interests of the country, but the bottom line in his heart has always been there.

He hasn't made a decision for so long, which shows that he has no determination to kill Reyes.

Luke finally said: "I think the Reyes Inspector can be put aside. I have a little doubt. If you untie it, then you don't necessarily need to worry about Reyes' Inspector."

Frank was silent for a moment, then nodded: "You said."

"Blacksmith!" Luke said the name of this key person.

Frank's attention was suddenly focused and he looked up at him.

Luke: "The real key in this matter is the blacksmith. He initiated the deal, and that's what caused everything to happen."

Frank: "You mean, find him?"

But what does this have to do with D.C. Reyes? He was bewildered.

Luke nodded: "It is said that the supply of this blacksmith is huge, at least one ton of illegal drugs at a time. What channel does he use to get this kind of smuggling?"

Frank frowned: "If it's smuggled, it's probably from Mexico? He has a good relationship with the Mexican cartel."

Luke shook his head: "No, Mexican cartels do have a lot of goods, but most of them enter the United States in multiple batches, and rarely do such a one-time large wholesale. They prefer to break up the goods and sell them to many small groups of cooperation. , to obtain higher profits. They do not need to collect the banned drugs that have already entered in batches, and then do a one-time wholesale, which will not do them any good.”

Frank nodded slightly.

There is not much else in the Mexican cartel, and there is absolutely no shortage of manpower.

There are countless ordinary people in Mexico who are willing to be "mules" for money. They act as "mules" for the Mexican cartel, bringing goods into the United States in small batches from various channels.

This not only spreads the risk, the accident will not involve the middle and senior level, and some thugs who are holding the car are caught in the sky.

Concentrating all the goods will only cause more accidents and losses to them.

When Luke said this, he paused before continuing: "Next, you have to calm down, at least until we catch the blacksmith and confirm that it is him."

Frank: "Say."

...

Half an hour later, Luke reluctantly took out the medical kit and wrapped Frank's bloody hands: "Didn't you say, the situation is uncertain? You don't want to run to find him alone, do you?"

Frank gasped: "He's mine!"

Luke was annoyed: "Believe it or not, I'm going to knock people out now and throw them in front of you? I have five broken ribs, and I'm emotional. Are you sure you're not going to send people's heads?"

Frank stared at him with blood-red eyes: "I'll be calm until he gives me an answer."

Luke pouted, noncommittal about this: "Let's go, I think you can't wait, let's find out about it tonight."

Both he and Frank knew that the previous speculation was very likely.

Unless the other party bites to death and refuses to speak, the "blacksmith" will be dead tonight.

The reason why he wants to go with Frank is of course to use basic hypnosis and spiritual communication to drain the remaining value of the blacksmith.

For the sake of saving Robert's life three times, Luke will hand over the boss of the blacksmith to Frank.

But the blacksmith's goods, the blacksmith's channel, Luke has decided.

These are all experience points.

...

Ray-Skunov smiled and rubbed his son's head as he watched his wife coax him to take a shower and sleep.

He sat down on the sofa and pressed the remote control to switch the TV series to several news channels.

After a while, he frowned and stopped: "Frank hasn't moved?"

There was no expected murder in the news, so he could only turn off the TV and think quietly about the follow-up.

The sound of the TV disappeared, and the whole room fell into silence.

Lei leaned on the sofa, and suddenly his heart tightened: No. What about the sound of a wife coaxing her son to sleep?

This little guy pestered his wife to tell him stories every night, and always asked questions, and it took ten or twenty minutes before he fell asleep.

He was watching TV news just now, and he didn't pay attention to the constant voices in the room.

Now, the whole room is as quiet as a haunted house.

Except for his own breathing and the faint sound of the wind outside the house, nothing else could be heard.

Ray reached into the side of the sofa, touched a pistol hidden there, and glanced slowly across the room.

His eyes did not move quickly, but tried to use his peripheral vision to look for possible dangers.

Click!

With a sound, the door lock was opened.

The crunch of metal is the same sound that most people make from keychains when they enter the door.

But Ray knew it was definitely not family.

Only his wife and him had the keys, but both were in the room.

Just as he was about to draw the gun in his hand, he heard a low voice from the door: "Lei, long time no see."

Ray's hand paused, but a surprised expression appeared on his face: "Frank, is that you?"

He got up and turned to the door to cross the hall. His right hand and the pistol in the gap of the sofa over there were placed behind him while he turned.

A burly figure walked in: "It's me."

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