Reborn American Giants

"...It's just causing trouble for "Director" Clayto," without the word "deputy", Victor called the Deputy Director Clayto in front of him by his official job title. After speaking, he ignored him.

Did he hear the deep meaning of his words clearly, but he winked at Atuo who was standing behind him.

So Atuo, who was standing behind Victor, silently took out a thin check from his arms, took a few steps forward, and handed it to Cleto...

"This is a little bit of my gratitude to the hard-working police officers in the Santa Tecla Police Department. I hope, Mr. Chief, you can accept it on their behalf," Victor grinned, and then said casually: "As for the other thing,

I still need more help from you."

Now Cleto had no intention of rejecting it at all. He lowered his head and glanced at the check. A three number followed by five zeros made him feel very satisfied.

So he moved skillfully and quickly opened the drawer on the lower right side of his desk. After putting the check in the drawer, he smiled at Victor: "... Of course, of course, as long as Congressman you can arrange things well.

, I can cooperate here at any time. But in addition..."

Speaking of this, Cleto seemed a little hesitant and struggling.

However, after hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "...but there is also a report here. I hope you, Congressman, can take a look at it."

"Oh, what report is it?"

"This is some of the weapons used by some attackers that our police found from the scene. After some investigations, we compiled some information." Seeing Victor looking down at the report, Cleto explained: "...the weapons used by these gangsters

, except for some of unknown origins, there are also some that are simply government and military equipment. Even the serial numbers on the firearms have not been erased, and they are just used with such arrogance.

To sum it up in a simple sentence, our police estimate that the firearms used by these gangsters were probably purchased from the black market, and most of the military firearms on the black market come from the army..."

Glancing at Victor, there was no response, so Clayto continued cautiously: "You also know that once anything involves the military, it will become particularly complicated.

Taking an M16A1 used by the military as an example, its black market price has dropped to about $300. An M20 sniper rifle equipped with 40 rounds of ammunition and a scope has a black market price of only about $1,200...

So in this case, those hidden criminals can easily obtain the weapons they need.

Our police also know that some soldiers in the army are doing small arms deals, and have also arrested some unscrupulous businessmen who took advantage of this opportunity to buy scattered guns from those soldiers.

But if you don’t block the source, this method will always treat the symptoms rather than the root cause..."

Closing the report in his hand and putting it back on the table, Victor rubbed his forehead twice with his thumbs and said, "Then what do you mean by showing me this report? What kind of help does the police need?

?”

Victor's words made Cleto somewhat relieved, and at the same time a sense of joy surged into his heart. Even though he was now a "black policeman", he could still do something.

Unable to touch the Gref family, he instead turned his attention to serious gun crime in the Capital Region.

As an experienced police officer, Cleto understands that many of the cases that occur in San Salvador every year are robberies and other cases carried out by young people with guns and weapons obtained from unknown places.

But these young people are often novices. They are inevitably emotional when they first start doing things. Therefore, this leads to some tragedies that would not have happened originally.

Many victims were shot to death or injured by the robbers because they were slow to react.

Regardless of the case itself, Clayto noticed the source of the weapons in the hands of these people. More and more circumstances showed that there has been a huge weapons trading market in the underground black market of San Salvador for a long time.

In order to protect people's lives as much as possible and reduce their harm from the increasingly proliferating black market firearms and weapons, Clayto has long been determined to launch a crackdown on the proliferating black market weapons trade in the capital area.

But with his mere power as the deputy director of a branch, not to mention that he could easily control these people, the police had no way to deal with the military soldiers because they did not have the power to enforce the law against the military.

Therefore, Luisa's attack this time undoubtedly gave Clayto a feeling of a God-given opportunity.

No, Victor sat in front of him. If he didn't take advantage of this opportunity, Cleto would have been a policeman for so long.

"...I hope, no, it is the police who hope that you, the congressman, can come forward and promote it in the city council. The council will coordinate with the military to block the source of this black market weapon. Then our police will organize an operation to target St.

The long-standing black market weapons trade in El Salvador needs to be thoroughly cleaned up..."

Victor listened to Clayto's words and did not answer immediately. It was not until Clayto felt uncomfortable with his gaze and realized that his little plan had been noticed. Victor chuckled lightly and stretched out his hand.

A finger tapped twice on the cover of the report.

"Take this report back, I already know it..."

Cleto let out a sigh of relief. Victor didn't express his opinion on the spot, but simply said "I know" lightly, dismissing him.

But Clayto won't have any dissatisfaction. He is no longer the captain of the armed police force who was dedicated to hunting down drug dealers.

Victor did not reject his plan on the spot, which already proved his attitude.

He will definitely pay more attention to this matter in the future, and Cleto will know the result soon.

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"Okay, I heard that your branch brought back several suspects from the attack scene. These people are very important to us, so when we ask questions, sir, I want to listen to them at the scene,"

"This..." Hearing A'tuo's words, Clayto seemed a little embarrassed. No one cared about what happened in private, but when something happened to a suspect in the detention room of the police station, he, the deputy director on duty, could not escape his involvement.

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A'tuo coughed lightly, took out a check with the same amount as before, and handed it over.

"We also know that this matter will put Director Clayto at risk, but as the old saying goes, risks mean gains. You can rest assured that sir will not let those who have helped us take risks in vain.

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After this matter is over, Director Clayto, you will be sir’s friend, and as a friend, your affairs will be sir’s business.”

Cleto looked at the check that was exactly the same as before, and he understood that if he wanted to give a cent to the people below and stop some people's mouths from the first one.

Then the next one belongs entirely to him.

The numbers above are dazzling to look at, and if he cashes them out, his lifetime salary may not even be close to that.

Cleito couldn't help but lament in his heart, it was true that there were no corpses in the gold belt for murder and arson, but there were no corpses when building bridges and paving roads.