Nine Hundred and Fifty-Nine Chapters when the Stinky Mouse Meets the Death Star

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Luke glanced sideways at Wei Suo, and said lightly: "If possible, ask your friend to prepare a notice to suspend business for rectification, the time limit is one month, after work tomorrow morning, send it to this nun Ma Gretel's Bar is fine."

John didn't talk nonsense and repeated the words directly to the person on the other end of the phone.

Wei Suo looked at a few people, hesitating in his heart.

He also has someone in ATF, and it is impossible to be frightened by Luke's empty words.

Luke and the others didn't leave, and continued drinking Coke and beer, chatting.

In less than five minutes, Wiseau's phone rang.

He looked at the caller number and his heart skipped a beat.

After walking away a few steps, I heard the person on the other end of the phone saying, "You stinky mouse, you don't want to do business, and dare to provoke the police station?"

Wei Suo lowered his voice: "What's going on?"

On the other end of the phone: "My boss just told me that if I can't solve your problem tonight, let me solve your bar tomorrow."

Wisso: "...Your ATF is not under the control of the Police Detective Bureau."

On the other end of the phone: "You don't seem like a slob! The caller's John McClain, you haven't heard of this person, right? You can provoke this mourning star? Listen to me, call the other party as soon as possible. , settle the matter, otherwise I can only send you a notice of closure in person early tomorrow morning."

Having said that, the other party hung up the phone.

Wei Suo put away the phone, took a deep breath, turned around and walked in front of Luke, a warm smile suddenly piled up on his calm face: "OK, this is my problem, I will refund you all the money, how?"

Luke shook his head: "I'm a man of rules. So, you can keep the money and give me a hundred real cargo lists."

Wei Suo smiled bitterly: "Where am I going to get you so much."

Luke: "I believe you have this ability, come on."

With that, he greeted John and Joe, and the four of them got up and were about to leave.

Wade, who was silently watching the party for a long time, suddenly said: "Wait.

"

Luke looked at him.

Wade was reluctant, but still said: "Well, there may be some mistakes in the list I gave you..."

Luke laughed, reached out and patted his shoulder: "It's alright, we are old friends, this time even if I give you the agency fee, thank you for introducing Visuo to me."

Wade was overjoyed: "Ah, that's great. Boss, if you want to meet someone next time, you can also find me."

Luke nodded: "Of course I will if necessary."

Wade didn't pay attention, Wei Suo heard the conversation between the two, and looked at his eyes, something was wrong: good boy! It turned out that these mourning stars were brought to me, you wait for me!

Here, the four of Luke walked out of the bar, chatting and laughing, walking out more than 200 meters, and found a small bar that was obviously much more formal and medium-grade, and went in, ordered wine and drank again.

Neither of Johns asked Luke why he wanted to clean up Wesso, nor what deals he had with Wessow and Wade.

Everyone is an old police detective, and there are not many invisible informants in their hands.

The Police Detective Bureau has a lot of work, and few people are interested in digging up cases in the hands of others. It is thankless and very bad.

This bar was much cleaner than Visuo's, and the four of them sat in a secluded corner.

Luke waited for the wine to come up, then raised the beer and touched John and Joe: "I'll trouble you two today. Without you, it's still hard for me to clean up that old bastard. I owe you one."

John shrugged. "Just a verbal threat, a trifle."

Although he said so, Luke would not take it seriously.

Let the ATF people call Wei Suo to put pressure on him, and John will also use human favors.

Whether the business closure notice is issued or not is just a matter of favor.

When the courtesy was over, John lowered his voice and said, "Luke, what do you think of the Norman case?"

Luke pondered for a moment and said frankly, "The boss asked me what I meant, but I didn't answer."

John was surprised: "You are not afraid of Norman, are you? You really don't want to investigate this case?"

When Luke heard the words, he pondered.

John glanced at Joe.

Both drank quietly, without urging him.

Luke thought for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't want to interfere in this matter."

John: "What's the trouble?"

He didn't think Luke was timid.

Luke sighed: "When we investigate this case, some people will only think that we are troublesome. Don't forget, there are people on Norman."

John and Joe looked straight, looked at each other again and nodded: "You mean..."

Luke took a sip of beer and said, "Now, Norman is in the hands of others. As soon as we investigate this case, this person will be committed suicide or disappear. What reason do we have to investigate then?"

Both John and Joe shook their heads with wry smiles.

They are also old police detectives, how could they not know this, just want to see if Luke has other ideas.

Luke looked at the two of them and said, "Does anyone in DEA know what Norman is doing? There must be a lot of people who know. If a Norman dies, and someone else becomes the team leader, everything will be business as usual."

Seeing John's depressed look, he still smiled and said, "Okay. We don't expect to be promoted through meritorious service, and if we find out, the price of drugs in New York will increase by at most 5%? It won't take two months, and it seems like everything is going to happen. It never happened."

John took a sip from the glass and said dissatisfiedly, "Why do you say it so clearly? It made me lose my thoughts."

Luke gestured to the four people present: "Because we are just the police investigating the case, not the bosses in the office. If you really want to clean up Norman and the others, it is more reliable to transfer to the IRS, but you can understand the account books and statements. Is it?"

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads with a wry smile.

Often times, internal problems are far more difficult to solve than external enemies.

Ignoring the heavy topic of Norman and DEA, the four chatted about other interesting things about the police station.

"According to a brother on patrol, I saw the boss invite a beautiful lady to dinner at a high-end restaurant..."

"What? Does the head of the government deserve to have no female friends?"

"Not really, but I always thought he should have a wife."

"I think so too, but he really only has female friends..."

...

Early the next morning, Visso's phone came.

The high hanging above his head, but the suspension notice that has not been issued for the time being is powerful.

In fact, Weisuo relies on his persistent counterfeit wine business to meet the various expenses of the bar, and at the same time, he can also earn a net profit of ten thousand or twenty thousand dollars a month.

After a year, the net profit of $200,000 is not a small amount.

After the closure notice, his brokerage business will also be greatly affected, and he will lose at least $50,000 a month.

After receiving the call from his friend from ATF last night, he regretted it, but not that the information he provided to Luke was wrong.

It has long been a practice for him to give this kind of half-truth and half-false information. Compared with the fake wine business, this is already very professional ethics.