Chapter 408: The Crips' Core Block, the Gang Members Who Were Thrown Out
Chapter 408: The Crips' Core Block, the Gang Members Who Were Thrown Out
This answer.
Witt, who was driving, was stunned and was about to leave the lane before he realized it.
As an American policeman who just wants to make a living, Witt never thinks that...finding the murderer is more important than his own life.
Or rather.
Currently, almost all American police officers do not have such special ideas.
What if the murderer is not found? All that matters is that you will be scolded by the victim's family and face some mild pressure from your superiors.
You only have one life.
It would be the most foolish thing to do to risk your life in search of clues.
That's why.
When facing criminals, even if there is a chance to capture them alive, once we see that the criminals have the intention of attacking the police, even if the criminals are only holding a stick.
Most American police officers would draw their pistols without hesitation, perform a series of special American-style Iai and empty the magazine.
If it weren't for the huge pressure on the Morgan Consortium at the moment, if this matter was not resolved, it might be liquidated by old Morgan.
The New York Police Department doesn't work that hard.
Just like the DNA results that usually take a week to come out, now in less than a few hours, not only can they be completed, 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 at all.
Because, to be trusted by Old Morgan, Su Ming must have some extraordinary qualities.
But now the guy next to me... has an obvious beer belly. I guess he lives a life of luxury in the Longguo Police Department and rarely speaks out as a frontline police officer.
It made Witt feel a little strange.
Can a police officer who was able to be arm in arm with Walker in just a few hours really have such a high level of awareness?
Is finding the murderer more important than your own life?
Think of this.
Witt felt his mood getting heavier. According to the police officer next to him, if they went to the core neighborhood of the Crips Gang, something big might happen.
But Witt didn't dare to turn around and go back to the New York Police Department.
If he really did that, he would probably be liquidated by the Morgan Consortium the next day and sunk into the New York Harbor like J.P. Morgan Jr.
Witt freed his hand and touched the pistol at his waist. He felt more secure. He didn't dare to look at Liu Yang anymore and continued speaking with gritted teeth.
"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 help you get the clues you want faster."
Hear 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 else.
I closed my eyes and rested, while thinking carefully about the questions I would ask later.
......
Half an hour later.
Three police cars have already arrived at the slum neighborhood in Manhattan.
On both sides of the road.
It can be clearly seen that many charities are distributing breakfast, and many black homeless people are queuing up with their heads raised to check out today's free breakfast, as if they can't wait any longer.
Some homeless people who are optimistic and cheerful and seem to enjoy this kind of life will even shout to the community workers who distribute breakfast after getting the 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 will basically not starve to death by begging in the United States.
You can even have a cup of coffee from time to time, or some expiring pizza from some well-known brands.
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 unsteady steps.
Some people even had hallucinations and took off their pants and stood in the middle of the road.
If foreigners who don't understand the American neighborhood culture saw it, they would probably suspect...whether the United States was concealing the zombie outbreak.
After the car arrived at the slum neighborhood.
The speed was obviously much slower, and from time to time we had to dodge drug addicts who were standing on both sides of the road and were high on 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 forward.
"Hey, Officer Liu."
"We have arrived at the core neighborhood of the Crips, and the base where they usually gather and hold activities."
As soon as these words came out.
Liu Yang and the three people in the back row all looked towards the dilapidated indoor basketball court in front of them.
This entire basketball hall is full of traces of time. Most of the outer walls have fallen off, and it is estimated that if all the windows on one wall were added together, they would not even be able to form a complete piece of glass.
Various graffiti were painted on it, the most notable one being a graffiti of male and female private parts.
And that’s not the most outrageous part... The iron gate at the main entrance of the basketball hall was full of various bullet holes, and some of the holes were even covered with white tape.
This is a very impactful picture.
Even though Liu Yang, Bai Yu and Guo Ping had never been to the United States to study, they could clearly feel how crude and inferior the so-called underground gang culture was.
Coming from such a neighborhood, it’s no wonder that the lyrics of those famous black rappers are full of violence, pornography and drugs.
But just like what Liu Yang said before, the more chaotic the place is, the more it means they have made the right decision.
As long as we conduct a thorough investigation, there is a high probability that we will find clues about the poker organization.
now.
Seeing that Liu Yang and others did not show the surprise or nervousness he had expected after seeing the basketball hall, Witt shrugged his shoulders in boredom and explained to himself.
"When the Crips Gang hadn't changed their leader, this indoor basketball court wasn't like this."
"At least, this basketball gym has a famous star like Bruce, so there are members who come to maintain it regularly every once in a while."
"But now... I think the basketball hoops are almost rusted. A bunch of people are just playing basketball and having fun. They don't even think about using the gang as a springboard to become an elite."
"Like now, who knows what those people are doing in there, maybe flying leafs, gambling, or some underground boxing match?"
"I don't know, but it's not a good thing anyway."
The words fell.
Bai Yu frowned slightly, then rubbed his chin and asked.
"Officer Witt."
"You mean... many of the current Crips are in this old abandoned basketball court?"
"But it's so quiet outside. There's not even any gang members guarding the door. This is totally different from what I imagined an underground gang to be..."
Not finished yet.
The rotten iron door of the basketball hall not far away was slowly pushed open.
Immediately following.
In the sight of several people in the car, two burly black men with dreadlocks carried out a thin black man with dull eyes, gesticulating, and his pants crotch soaked.
Then after shaking for a few times, he directly threw the black man at the entrance of the basketball court.
Witt pointed at the black man thrown on the ground and shrugged habitually.
"It's probably another idiot who's so good at throwing leaves that he can't control his shit and piss."
"Detective Shiro, if it's like this now, isn't it pretty different from the underground gang you originally imagined?"
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