Chapter 26 Suspension Investigation (Please Read On!)

Chapter 26 Suspension Investigation

Suburbs of Mexico City.

This place is so deserted that even drug dealers don't bother to come here at night.

TV shows are all silly plots, like drug dealing, this old Montenegrin forest will not be caught.

It's more conspicuous this way, rush to the street!

This is Mexico. People can trade in the splendid KTV. What are you doing here?

When the moon shines down, you can see a small house. The outside is covered with spider webs, and it looks like it has been abandoned for a long time.

"Woof!"

The low growling sound of the dog made Songwu's whole body tense up and his whole scalp numb. He was hooded and couldn't see anything in front of his eyes, but his body was tied tightly, which was the most terrifying.

Suddenly, his head was loosened and the hood was taken off. The sudden light made his pupils adjust to protect themselves. It took him a while to relax. As soon as he raised his head, he saw a dog looking at him fiercely. There was a rattle at the corner of the mouth, and the sharp teeth were still shining.

"Woah!" The dog roared and tried to rush over, but was held back by someone.

Song Wu swallowed and tried his best to stay calm. He glanced at the people present with ferocious eyes, trying to see if there were any acquaintances, but he really saw them.

"Ryan! What are you going to do!"

"do you remember me?"

Ryan didn't speak. Holder, who was standing next to him, spoke first. Looking at the enemy in front of him who was "thinking about him day and night", his breathing became rapid.

How many nights did he curl up on the wooden bed in the poor area, blowing the cold wind that could freeze a person to death, and being beaten and humiliated? He just wanted to live, he wanted revenge!

Songwu looked at him, doubts flashing in his eyes.

Main Holder has changed too much, the burns have left scars on his face, and his temperament has become completely different.

"Haha, it seems I forgot."

Holder limped and slowly walked towards Songwu, "You never thought you set fire to me and didn't burn me to death, right?"

Songwu's eyes went from being dazed at first to suddenly widening at the end, "You are Holder!"

"Look, you can still remember me."

Holder said with a smile, grabbed his hair and pulled it back hard. Under Songwu's frightened eyes, he came close to his ear and said, "I'm here to find you!"

Gulu~

Songwu's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the alcohol in his body disappeared instantly. He looked at Holder and wanted to explain, "I didn't set this fire. I never thought about burning you to death."

The explanations are always so feeble.

"Don't worry, go to God and repent, he will forgive you."

Hearing this, Juan let go of the dog's hand, and the Bordeaux dog pounced towards him under Song Wu's horrified eyes.

"ah!!!"

The Bordeaux dog bit his thigh and shook his head hard.

Song Wu struggled hard and fell to the ground with the chair. The dog bit his face in one bite and roared as the other party screamed in pain.

Juan felt sick to his stomach.

"Inject him with epinephrine, and I'll watch him get bitten to death." Holder obviously didn't want to let him go, and even bought the "suffering miracle drug."

"Kill me! Kill me! Kill me!"

Song Wu was rolling on the ground in pain. Being bitten by a dog was not a light thing, and his girlfriend's strength was almost 2.

"Don't worry, I won't let you go alone. I will send your three mistresses and your eight children to see you. Oh, by the way, I am the one who killed your mother Shaina. I will She was tied to the toilet...and then..."

Holder was like a devil telling the story of the murder, and his expression was a bit crazy.

Don't persuade others to be generous, and don't think they are extreme.

Just suppressed madness waiting to be released.

Encourage people to be good, and the sky will strike like lightning!

Songwu's screams continued all night, and every time he was about to faint, he would be given adrenaline.

When daybreak comes, there will not be a skeleton left, which is a bit exaggerated, but there will be almost no good piece of meat left.

The Bordeaux dog was full and lay sleeping next to it.

Holder looked at Songwu who was standing in front of him. The latter was so angry that he had no strength to speak. He took a knife and killed him.

"Cut his head off and throw it in the trash can."

Walking out of the hut and standing at the door, the sun outside slowly rose.

"That morning glow is so beautiful." Ryan walked to the side and handed him a cigarette, sighing as he looked at the red sky in the distance.

"Yes, it's dawn."

Holder's eyes reflected the memories, and he raised his head. There seemed to be a former family of four standing there. His parents were still young at that time, and the home at that time was still there, and it was very warm at that time.

But…

When I grow up, they are gone.

Mexico has no room for tenderness.

Two grown men stood at the door, leaning on the edge of the door, looking at the rising sun. The afterglow of the sun shone on the two people, and the shadows behind them also followed the light.

…

Songwu's head was found in a trash can.

At that time, the sanitation worker's mood was like taking drugs and finding out that the prostitute you were looking for was a man.

They have no quality at all and don't care about the feelings of other sanitation workers!

Juárez's men came and took the head away and sealed the hut.

But these people have run away, what can you do?

However, the people of Juarez will definitely not give up. The entire Mexico City is in turmoil. This is the second attack on Juarez this month.

They had reason to suspect that it was those big organizations that were responsible.

However, these things did not hinder the new generation of Mexico. On the contrary, their business was booming. They made two more orders, but they were all small retail investors, and they sold less than 20,000 US dollars.

But this is also a good start.

If the arms business was not so sensitive, Victor would have planned to ask how much it would cost to advertise on TV.

You should know that Mexico is a country with "strict gun control". Yes, there is only one place in the whole country where you can buy guns, and even the police equipment has to be purchased there.

The drugs used by drug dealers are all from the black market.

Drugs can soften people's will and destroy their bodies, but if arms are rampant, it will shake the rule.

Believe it or not, advertising today, anti-terrorism tomorrow, not anti-gang, and the Americans are here together. They don't want this little brother who is very close to them to have internal strife.

"Victor~"

"Good morning, Victor~"

Because of the "let the wind standoff" incident, Victor's reputation in the prison almost turned 180 degrees. Many people are happy to talk to him, and his "popularity" is mixed.

Victor smiled and nodded to them in a friendly manner.

These people will be his "helpers" in the future.

"Hey, Victor." A female police officer in police uniform and black stockings stood at the door of the monitoring room and waved when she saw him.

"Ardama, good morning, what can I do for you?"

This is the person who took over Anna's shift. He is now the head of the psychological intervention department, that is, the head of the chicken. He looks really terrible.

You can deny the humanity of drug lords, but you can't deny their aesthetics.

What kind of scumbag can be used to serve the master?

At the same time, he is also the new secretary of the warden Webster.

"The warden asked me to pass on the file to you. It comes from the Federal Preventive Police Department Prison Administration." She handed over the file in her hand. Victor felt something was wrong when he heard the name.

Ardama continued, "Because your law enforcement caused the death of a criminal and a serious injury to a criminal, the Joint Preventive Police Department has suspended you from duty. The matter will be dealt with after the affairs department intervenes in the investigation."

This is...

Using official power to mess with yourself?

Is it the so-called administrative leave?

There were already prison guards standing at the door in the corridor of the office looking over here.

Victor opened the document in his hand, and it was as she said, with the official seal on it. He nodded, put the letter away, and thanked Aldama very gentlemanly.

"From now on, you are not allowed to enter the office."

"No problem."

Victor smiled, turned around and walked two steps, and said, "Aldama? My salary should be paid to me."

Aldama was stunned, do you still care about this?

"Of course."

"That's good, my salary is to support my family."

Victor tore the document in half and threw it into the trash can. His mood was not as relaxed as his expression looked.

He was suspended now, but there would definitely be news tomorrow, "After review, Victor had serious dereliction of duty problems, dismissed from his position, and handed over to the disciplinary inspection department for prosecution."

If Webster hadn't been afraid that the means were too direct, he could even hand it to him together with the suspension documents.

By then, he would be a fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others.

As expected, he is a careerist. His killing methods are much more subtle than those of drug lords.

He came to the second prison area and found Casare who was on duty. When he heard that he was suspended, he frowned, but patted his chest and said directly, "Boss, you can't lose your police identity. Don't worry, I will take care of this matter."

In the plan, the company is to use Victor to provide financial and other support to facilitate his climb up and act as a protective umbrella for the group.

If you don't use some tricks, do you really think you are easy to bully?

Sir, don't take your work too seriously, it's easy to lose your life.

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