After Simulating Crimes 100,000 Times, I Became an Ace Detective

Chapter 408: The Core Block of the Crips Gang, the Gang Members Thrown Out

This answer.

Witt, who was driving, was stunned. He was about to leave the lane before he reacted.

As a US police officer who was just trying to make a living, Witt never thought that... finding the murderer would be more important than his own life.

Or.

Currently, almost all US police officers do not have such special ideas.

What if the murderer is not found? It is nothing more than being scolded by the victim's family and being pressured by the superiors.

There is only one life.

If you risk your life to find clues, it is simply the stupidest thing to do.

That's why.

When facing criminals, even if there is a chance to capture them alive, once you see that the criminals have the idea of ​​attacking the police, even if the criminals are just holding a stick.

Most US police officers will not hesitate to take out the pistols at their waists, and perform a series of special American Iai and empty the magazine.

If it were not for the huge pressure on the Morgan Consortium, if this matter was not resolved, they might be liquidated by old Morgan.

The New York Police Department would not work so hard.

Just like the DNA results that usually take less than a week to come out, now in less than a few hours, not only can they be fully obtained, but the identity can also be confirmed through the database.

The most important thing is... if this sentence was said by Su Ming, Witt would definitely not be surprised.

Because, to be trusted by old Morgan, Su Ming must have some extraordinary qualities.

But now it happened that this... who has a noticeable beer belly, probably lives a life of luxury in the Dragon Country Police Department, and rarely goes to the front line, said it.

It made Witt feel a little weird.

Can a police officer who can be arm in arm with Walker in just a few hours really have such a high level of awareness?

Finding the murderer is more important than his own life?

Thinking of this.

Witt felt more and more depressed. According to the idea of ​​the police officer next to him, going to the core block of the Crips Gang later might cause big problems.

But Witt didn't dare to turn back to the New York Police Department directly.

If he really did this, he would probably be liquidated by the Morgan Consortium the next day and sunk into the New York Harbor like Morgan Jr.

With one hand free, he touched the pistol on his waist. Witt felt a little more secure. He didn't dare to look at Liu Yang anymore and continued to speak.

"I understand what you mean, Officer Liu."

"In order to dig out the necessary clues, I should communicate first. This will not only avoid a lot of conflicts, but also get the clues you want faster."

Hearing this.

Liu Yang turned his head and looked at Witt who was driving seriously. Seeing that he was still driving seriously, he didn't say anything.

He began to close his eyes and rest, thinking carefully about the questions he should ask later.

...

Half an hour later.

Three police cars had already driven to the slums of Manhattan.

On the roads on both sides.

It was already clear that... many charities were distributing breakfast, and many black homeless people were queuing up to check today's free breakfast, as if they couldn't wait any longer.

Some optimistic and cheerful homeless people who seem to enjoy this kind of life will even shout to the community staff who distribute breakfast after getting free lunch.

God bless you!

Although many places in the United States are full of problems, we have to admit that even if you don’t work and become a homeless person, you can basically not starve to death in the United States.

You can even drink a cup of coffee or some well-known brands of expired pizza from time to time.

In addition to the homeless people queuing up for breakfast, you can also see a lot of drug addicts on the roadside, standing in various places with dull eyes and weak steps.

Some people even have hallucinations after taking off their pants and standing in the middle of the road.

If foreigners who don’t understand the culture of American neighborhoods see it, they will probably doubt whether the United States has concealed the outbreak of zombies.

After the car came to the slum neighborhood.

The speed was obviously much slower, and from time to time, we had to avoid those drug addicts standing on both sides of the road and taking drugs.

When the car drove in front of a dilapidated indoor basketball hall.

Witt stepped on the brakes, turned his head to look at Liu Yang beside him, and pointed to the front.

"Hey, Officer Liu."

"We have arrived at the core block of the Crips Gang, and the base camp where they usually gather and hold activities."

As soon as these words came out.

Liu Yang and the three people in the back row looked at the dilapidated indoor basketball hall in front of them.

The entire basketball hall is full of traces of time. Most of the outer walls have fallen off. It is estimated that the windows of a whole wall cannot be put together to form a whole piece of glass.

Various graffiti are painted on it, and the most prominent one is the graffiti of male and female private organs.

And the most exaggerated place is not the most exaggerated... The iron door at the main entrance of the basketball hall is full of various bullet holes, and some of the places that have been penetrated are even covered with white tape.

This is a very shocking picture.

Even though Liu Yang, Bai Yu and Guo Ping have never come to the United States to study, they can clearly feel... how crude and inferior this so-called underground gang street culture is.

Coming from such a neighborhood, it is no wonder that the lyrics of those famous black rappers are full of violence, sex and drugs.

But as Liu Yang said before, the more chaotic the place is, the more it means they are in the right place.

As long as we conduct a thorough investigation, there is a high probability that we will find clues about the poker organization.

At this moment.

Seeing that Liu Yang and others did not show the surprise or nervousness they thought after seeing the basketball hall, Witt shrugged his shoulders in boredom and explained to himself.

"When the Cripple Gang had not changed its leader, this indoor basketball hall was not like this."

"At least, this basketball hall has produced famous stars like Blue, and members come to maintain it regularly every once in a while."

"But now... I guess the basketball racks inside are almost rusty. A group of people are only concerned with flying leaves and having fun. How can they think of using the gang as a springboard to become the upper elite."

"Just like now, who knows what those people are doing in there, maybe flying leaves, maybe gambling, or fighting in an underground boxing match?"

"I don't know, anyway, it's not a good thing."

The voice fell.

Bai Yu frowned slightly, then stroked his chin and asked.

"Officer Witt."

"You mean... many members of the Crips are currently in this dilapidated abandoned basketball court?"

"But it's so quiet outside, there's no gang member guarding the door, this is completely different from the underground gang I imagined..."

Before he finished speaking.

The rotten iron door of the basketball hall not far away was slowly pushed open.

Then.

In the sight of several people in the car, two burly black men with dreadlocks carried a thin black man with dull eyes, dancing, and wet pants.

Then after swinging a few times, they directly threw the black man at the door of the basketball court.

Witt pointed at the black man thrown on the ground and shrugged habitually.

"It's probably another idiot who is so good at flying leaves that he can't control his shit and urine."

"Detective Bai, if it looks like this now, is it not much different from the underground gang you originally thought of?"

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