Chapter 121 I Am the Evidence Here!

"Raul Salinas?"

The bald president’s younger brother?

That idiot who stood in the busiest bar in Mexico and shouted, "There is nothing in Mexico that I can't settle"?

He seems to have good relations with several drug gangs.

He squinted his eyes and didn't want to pay attention. Looking at the look in his old boss Alejandro's eyes, he had no choice but to answer the phone.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Victor." The man opposite obviously wanted to be a gentleman, but his voice was really unpleasant.

"What's the matter? Mr. Raul." Victor held the microphone in his left hand and talked to him casually.

"I heard you attacked a drug camp on the border in Sonora??"

As soon as Victor heard this, he knew that the other party was looking for trouble. He sat up straight and interrupted him, "Raul, I want to correct you. This is not called an attack, this is called a drug war!"

"Please don't use the wrong words! You must have read a book, right?"

For this kind of scumbag, Victor is not willing to compromise with him.

Whoever cooperates with drug dealers should be damned!

extreme?

Victor will use his caliber to tell you what extreme means.

Alejandro held his forehead, there must be something wrong with Victor's character, but in fact he is also very easy to get along with, as long as you don't sell drugs.

You sell drugs, and I tell you about JB Mao?

Raul Salinas was also confused by Victor. He is the younger brother of the president. Do you understand that he is a relative of the emperor?

His nose was so angry that he shouted, "Victor! I came to you to mediate your conflict."

"Who are you following? A drug dealer? Mr. Raul, you are a Mexican citizen, not a Mexican drug dealer. Moreover, what are you shouting? Who are you? You are shouting in front of me! CNMD! Walk at night with your buttocks and eyes open, and don't sleep either. Too dead, sleep with your eyes open.”

Victor cursed loudly, hung up the phone, and looked at the dumbfounded Alejandro, "Don't let me answer calls like this from now on, I'm afraid I can't help but blow his head off."

I have so many people under my command. If you have the temper, let your brother bring you over and stand in front of me.

Alejandro smiled bitterly and poured him a glass of water, "Mr. President, this brother is said to have a very violent personality. He killed maids when he was a child, and he didn't restrain himself when he grew up."

Victor narrowed his eyes, "Such a scumbag, living is really unfair to others!"

The duty of the police is not only to crack down on drugs, but also to maintain social order and protect the rights and interests of civilians.

Let a murderer go free?

This is a violation of the law!

He is Mexico's "Legal Pioneer."

Someone had to be found to tie him up. Victor didn't have the habit of letting someone attack first after offending someone.

Either don't offend, or if you really get angry, then you will die.

Do you think Victor told him to sleep with his eyes open to scare him?

"I have a bad heart. When he yells at me, he is looking down on me."

In a mansion in Mexico City at this time.

Raul Salinas listened to the busy tone on the phone with a dull look on his face, and there were even curse words from Victor beside his ears.

"Fuck! Fuck!" He came to his senses, ripped off the phone and smashed it on the ground. His shoulder-length hair was waving in anger. Compared with his bald brother, he had a lot of hair.

I don’t know if he is his biological child.

The servant who heard the noise hurriedly ran in and saw the phone on the ground, a little at a loss.

"Get out! Get out! Who let you in?" Raul Salinas picked up the ashtray on the table and threw it at it, hitting the other person's forehead directly. The maid screamed in pain.

But this seemed to stimulate his animal nature even more. He grabbed the maid's head and banged it against the wall!

"It hurts! Does it hurt?"

At first, the maid screamed and tried to block it with her hands, but in the end she lost her strength and her face was covered in blood. When Raul Salinas let go, the other party collapsed on the ground.

This pervert!

Raul Salinas sat down on the sofa with red eyes and gasped. He picked up the red wine glass next to him and drank all the wine with a sinister look in his eyes.

He likes to make small moves. In the past, someone competed with his brother for a position, but he was the one who solved it. That person's whole family was burned to death!

Once you are used to using violence, you want to use violence to solve the problem, but... Victor's fist is harder.

"I don't believe that no one likes money, Victor! If you don't like money, then I will bribe the person next to you!"

Raul Salinas smashed the cup on the ground, looked at the maid lying there, with a flash in his eyes and a sinister smile on his lips.

…

The next day, May 20, 1990.

Cambra valley.

There are police officers everywhere!

Approximately 37 television reporters from all over Mexico have been invited to hold a news media conference here. Ordinary people are also allowed to visit, but only 200 people are allowed to visit.

Everyone was searched.

If someone carries dangerous weapons, wouldn't it mean chaos? The minimum limit for drug dealers is worse than the smelly ditch on the roadside.

The valley was swept clean, corpse? It's long gone. The soil on the ground was so dark that people shoveled it all night long.

Fifteen tons of drugs are placed on the left, and seized weapons are placed on the right.

Many reporters kept pressing the shutter button and exclaimed.

"Here we go, gentlemen, please take your seats. You can take photos later if you have time." The police officers maintaining order called for the reporters to take their seats.

Victor, dressed in a police uniform and with a company medal hanging on his left, walked onto the stage from below.

These medals... were awarded by the Guadalupe Island Police Department.

Mexico City is really stingy.

Victor looked at the reporters sitting below, smiled lightly, moved the microphone, and was about to speak when he saw four or five people suddenly stand up, take off their clothes, and reveal their bodies. It was written on them: "Those who use white phosphorus bombs are sinners!"

The leader was a woman, with a big X00X that could be written on it, and she was shouting hysterically: "Resist the police's use of lethal weapons! There are only civilians in the Cambra Valley, no drug dealers!"

She said she was going to rush up.

Victor looked at this scene calmly and condescendingly.

The police officer who maintained order came up and hit her with a rifle butt, no, one rifle butt for each person, and then pulled her hair and dragged her away like a dead dog, and the other party was still roaring: "This is killing! Not maintaining stability!"

When the reporters saw such a scene, they raised their hands to take pictures.

"Captain Victor, you treat a protesting woman like this, don't you think it's too much?" A female reporter stood up and said indignantly, and her companion next to her pulled her hard.

"In Mexico, only drug dealers can plead for drug dealers! The lady just now, her husband is a drug dealer, who killed 17 people, and she herself is also a drug addict, and also involved in drug trafficking. The Guadalupe Island Police Department has been looking for her for a long time. I didn't expect her to bump into it herself." Victor glanced and knew what kind of stuff it was just now.

"Where's the evidence! Where's the evidence!" The female reporter was relentless.

Victor narrowed his eyes, "If you don't believe what I said, you can leave the lady, but here, my words are evidence!"

"Please don't go crazy here, otherwise... I'll let the police take you away."

She wanted to speak, but her companion covered her mouth and pressed it down hard, smiling at Victor embarrassedly.

"Idiot!" Victor looked down on her.

Some people like to discuss human nature. They think that drug dealers are also human beings and should be "respected". Then, some ideas from the United States believe that life should be respected, and then this "respect" is given to criminals.

This kind of thing will become more and more serious in the future.

Isn't it the case with "Breivik" in 2011? He killed 77 people in 135 minutes, and then said in court that he should be sentenced to death or given the best prison.

The result...

The Norwegian victim chose to forgive him.

QNMD!

In any case, serious crimes should be punished by death. In Victor's case, drug dealers are not human beings. It's just that it's not convenient now. When will we have to live broadcast a "burning drug dealers!"

to deter everyone.

The law is used to deter, not to judge.