The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 202: Disclaimer ( words)
Xiunuo was not in a hurry to ask Pach to release the video. The manuscript was still being polished and the matter was still fermenting.

It's just fermenting in places that people can't see.

The LAPD is investigating, the FBI is investigating, that should be enough to make those guys feel nervous, right?

When Jim told himself that someone told him not to investigate further, Xiuno could let Patch start.

before this.

Xiuno is watching the video, with Hunter and Patch as well.

The surveillance footage showed it was from a few years ago.

Shooting and killing people in the street may not be a sensational case in the United States, but at least it will attract a lot of attention.

Overseas commentators have said that the number of deaths is so small that they won’t mention it, which shows how common this thing is.

So there is video footage, but TT had not yet entered the United States at that time, and after the incident was reported that the person was arrested, there was no media attention.

As long as the media doesn't pay attention, it's fine.

Who can control public opinion better than America? The strength of these people does not lie in suppressing the news, but in suppressing the news while making you feel that we have freedom of speech and can see everything.

What? You say we are fooled by the media? How is that possible? The media even reports on the president's scandals.

Little do people know that the president’s scandal may have occurred because the president was disobedient.

They make you feel that it is not scary for someone to cover himself with a blanket, but it is scary that they have covered up a lot of things and still make you feel that they did not cover themselves with a blanket.

Hunter watched the video and gave his own analysis: "It wasn't done by the military. These people have not received professional training. Judging from their methods, they are more like revenge."

"If it's revenge," Patch said, looking a little pale, "Why shoot at innocent passers-by?"

I felt something was wrong before, and now after watching the video, Patch feels it is even more wrong!
Too dangerous!

As expected, there is nothing easy when the boss comes to see him! Patch swore that he would never feel bored giving chicken soup to people at the homeless shelter again!
No matter how boring it is, at least it's safe!

What was he facing now? A group of real desperadoes!
Hunter did give an explanation: "In order to make it look like he is not taking revenge on a certain person, but taking revenge on society. I think that's what they say, right?"

"Almost." Xiunuo said, "Can you tell which side did it?"

"The methods used by the Mexican drug lords." Hunter replied, "But I'm not an expert in this matter. If it was a terrorist, I would definitely be an expert. You should find a drug dealer."

"It's indeed the method used over there." Jonas poked his head out from outside and then walked over: "Very similar."

"You're back?" Xiunuo looked at Jonas: "Is Xiong En okay?"

"I was just going there for reference." Jonas continued, "Boss, I know about Will's situation, but I still want to remind you."

But after seeing Xiunuo's eyes, Jonas chose to shut up: "Well, you have your own judgment, and you can always solve the trouble anyway."

"How is Xiong En doing?" Xiu Nuo asked directly.

Jonas looked at Hunter.

Xiu Nuo smiled and said, "Don't worry, you guys paid him $20,000 a month."

"Okay." Jonas sat down on the sofa and said, "Kofi called me over and said Xiong En was crazy. I went there and found out that the only thing Xiong En could think of was threatening his family. He wanted Xiong En to try another approach."

Xiunuo was a little puzzled: "Why didn't Kofi come to me for help?"

"I asked him, and he said that you only spoil Xiong En. Even if Xiong En rushed into the White House with a gun tomorrow and killed everyone inside, you would only say 'well done kid'."

Xiunuo raised an eyebrow.

Patch immediately said, "That Kofi is such an idiot!"

Xiu Nuo said: "It seems that he is not wrong."

Patch immediately responded, "How stupid of you to say what you know so easily!"

Hunter looked at Patch and said, "No, you are the best black man I have ever seen."

Xiuno continued to ask; "So what is Kofi's opinion?"

"You should know what interests Xiong En has tied to those congressmen. So, what Coffey means is that those congressmen definitely don't have that much money. Don't let Will collect information about their family's travel patterns. Just keep an eye on those congressmen."

"For the sake of future interests, those congressmen will definitely find ways to raise funds in a short period of time. Some may even embezzle their own campaign funds. What Will needs to do is to collect the evidence. This is much more effective than threatening family members. After all, many politicians can give up their families but not themselves."

Xiu Nuo's eyes lit up slightly: "This is indeed a good idea. Didn't Xiong En listen to it before you left?"

"No, Xiong En felt that Kofi looked down on his intelligence, but he kept listening to Kofi's advice and reflected on himself. He also felt that it was not a good idea to keep threatening his family."

Patch sighed; "That kid is still a bit hopeless."

Jonas continued, "He thinks he should sort out the security of those congressmen as well, and then send them and their families on a three-day trip to Mexico."

Patch: “.”

"I think he should go to Mexico, what do you think, Hunter?"

Hunter calmly replied: "I am just a listener, I don't express my opinion."

"Fuck!"

Xiu Nuo shook his head: "Ah, the childhood trauma brought by his original family, so he has given up this idea now, right?"

"Yes." Jonas said helplessly, "I told him that Mexico is a perfect place for these bastards. I can go to Mexico to have a good time, let alone them. So, Xiong En decided to temporarily accept Kofi's proposal unless he finds a place more annoying than Mexico."

Xiu Nuo thought for a moment and suddenly said, "It's difficult for those people to raise funds in a short period of time, right?"

"Cash, or cash that will disappear, not in a short time, but it's hard to get it legally even if you have time. Things of equal value are easy, but this is cash."

Xiunuo looked at Jonas: "There are still gangs in Los Angeles, right?"

"Yes, there are some, but you know, those people are actually in the hands of Jia Yu and Lao Wang, and they are used to lend money."

"Since it's evidence, why don't we hold it in our own hands?" "No need, boss. Political donations are not illegal. If we can't use them as evidence, we have to spend the money ourselves."

"If you need money so urgently, why do you need political donations? These gangs are already in such a mess in Los Angeles, and they need their help. This is a power-for-money transaction, or gang money."

Jonas was a little confused. He thought about it and asked, "Will this work? Will those people take this risk?"

Xiu Nuo smiled and said, "If they don't know how to do it, then force them to do it. There must be some powerful guys here who can use their connections to quickly get the money. Let Xiong En directly submit a planting proposal. Believe me, the people who enter first will not wait for their "friends" to come in by guarding the door. They will only try their best to let as few people as possible come in."

Jonas' eyes widened, and then he jumped up: "I'll go tell Xiong En right now!"

Patch quickly shouted, "Do we need to run out for this, Jonas? We're still watching the video here. We need your professional guidance!"

"Shut up Patch! I still have to raise money! I have to ask Jia Yu and Lao Wang for this matter! Do you think everyone can be a happy idiot like you?"

After saying that, Jonas ran out.

Patch looked at Xiunuo aggrievedly: "Boss, he scolded me."

Hunter was a little surprised: "I thought it was a description."

Patch's fist hardened instantly, but after seeing Hunter's sturdy appearance, Patch asked Xiuno for help: "Boss, you are also a person of color, don't you realize that our team is full of fucking white supremacists!"

Xiunuo said slowly, "Don't talk nonsense, Patch. We are not a team. You, Jonas, and John are the founders of the Homeless Shelter. Hunter is your hired bodyguard. The Bazel family is its own interest group. And I am just a poor illegal immigrant."

Patch was confused: "What are you talking about boss?"

"I mean, I have nothing to do with you guys." Xiu Nuo spread his hands: "What you did was your own doing, it has nothing to do with me. The only thing I do is to bring justice and fairness back to this land. I am a good person!"

Patch opened his mouth, but looking at Xiunuo's serious expression, he couldn't say a word.

Hunter asked in confusion, "Why does it sound like a disclaimer?"

The FBI office in Los Angeles.

Robin paused the video and looked at everyone; "Anything you want to say?"

"Mexican drug dealers' methods," one person said.

"It's a cheap trick and pitiful people, they are innocent."

"The families of those soldiers are also innocent." said another FBI agent.

"But how do we investigate this?" someone asked carefully. "This case happened several years ago. All the people who could have died are dead, and the evidence has probably been destroyed. As for the living, we can't go into the barracks to investigate, right? Let's not talk about whether we have the right to do so. Even if we do, I'm afraid we won't be able to get out once we go in. Those guys have a hundred ways to make us die normally in the barracks."

Robin said, "There's no need to risk our lives. We can't go into the army, but they will come back eventually. They have business here, right? As long as they leave the warships and planes, we can arrest them with evidence or invite them back for coffee."

"The prerequisite is that we need evidence." An agent scratched his head and said, "But where can we find the evidence?"

Robbie pressed the remote control and a face appeared on the screen. It was Allens.

"Aarons Meek, who was once the superior of these Marines, had property that was not part of his salary, and as an Army lieutenant, he spent more time in Los Angeles than in the barracks."

"what do you mean"

"Those soldiers always have their own small businesses, right? If there is business, there must be a channel to distribute the goods. Do you think Allens is one of the middlemen?"

An agent immediately spoke up: "The Los Angeles gangs, they must know this person!"

But someone immediately retorted: "How many gangs are there in Los Angeles now? In the past, we could go to the prison to find them? But in the past three months, it's simply a massacre of gangs. The LAPD is very good at catching gangsters, but they only catch small shrimps. Anyone who has anything to do with the core and the bosses is fucking dead. Those LAPD police officers are like they are rushing to take a vacation!"

“He died in Long Beach,” Robin said. “I wonder if Los Angeles was just a place for him to have fun?”

Everyone was stunned, and then someone immediately said, "It's entirely possible, so we have to look around!"

Robin laughed. "That's right. Before the anti-gang storm in Los Angeles reaches the surrounding cities, let's go over there and investigate to see if anyone knows this Aarons Mik. It's time to get our informants moving."

Someone smiled bitterly and said, “Aren’t our informants set up to crack down on those gangs, drug dealers, and corrupt police?”

Robin didn't care. "It's obvious, at least judging from the frequency and scope of these gangster incidents, using informants now is to protect them. I want to know who this guy is looking for to sell the goods, whether he has a lover, where he likes to find street prostitutes! Who has he looked for? I need to know as many people as possible who have had contact with him!"

"Yes!"

"Then, everyone, please pay attention to a code. There is no need to check it now because now is not the time." Robin tapped the screen again.

Then, a name appeared.

"Sully"

After showing the name, Robin said, "I demand that you wear bulletproof vests under your clothes whether you are looking for informants, gang members, or even streetwalkers! We are not facing ordinary criminals this time, or even those brutal gangs."

"We are very likely to be facing a military corruption case or a military murder case. Judging from the style of our opponents, each of us will be in danger."

"But we have to continue investigating, because this case has involved at least fifty lives! Some of them may have deserved their punishment, but at least twenty of them are innocent people. For them, we need to find out the truth."

"Loyalty, bravery, and integrity are the ideals that the FBI upholds. Now is the time to test us."

"For the dignity of the law and for the safety of the people, please put on your damn bulletproof vests!"

"Yes, sir!" the man in the room answered seriously.

After a brief silence, someone broke the serious atmosphere: "Okay, boss, we know what to do. We are all following you to work. Who would want to think about those messy things?"

"That's right. When we checked that lab before, everyone knew that if we touched it, it would mean no hope of promotion. We didn't back down, did we, boss?"

Robin laughed: "Okay, stop talking nonsense here and get to work!"

"okay!"

As he watched the group of people run out, the smile on Robin's face gradually disappeared.

He is somewhat out of tune with this department, but who doesn't have his own persistence?

He just felt that since he had taken an oath, he had to stick to it.

(End of this chapter)