Chapter 279 Detective Will
Xiao Peng had truly wronged the French police. It wasn't that they didn't handle Xiao Peng's case; they did their best to do so.
But this is a "democratic country" and there are not even a few cameras. It is very difficult to catch an experienced criminal.
The criminal's car has been found, but it's a stolen car with a fake license plate. The criminals are experienced in their crimes. Marseille police are now using traditional methods: contacting informants and investigating leads. Now the whole of Marseille is in chaos.
A large number of thieves, robbers, and drug dealers were arrested, and the main purpose of arresting them was to investigate who was causing trouble in Xiao Peng's house.
"Who the hell did this!" In a nightclub office, a man in a suit slammed his desk. "Have the Marseille police gone crazy? How can we survive like this? We've already had two batches of goods investigated! If this batch of goods is investigated again, we'll just go begging on the streets!"
The man in the suit was probably in his forties, wearing a black suit, holding a cigar in his hand with his eyebrows drooping. If he held a cat in his hand, he would look exactly like Don Corleone in the movie "The Godfather".
A group of people stood there timidly, and no one dared to answer his question.
At this moment, a voice came from the door: "Who are you?"
"stop!"
"You can't go in there!"
"Are you looking for death?"
The man in the suit was just about to ask what was going on when the door was pushed open and a man walked in. When he saw the man in the suit, he stretched out his hand as a greeting, then pulled a chair and sat in front of the man in the suit. He also took out a cigar from the cigar box on the table, bit the end of the cigar roughly with his mouth, lit it and started smoking.
The people in the room wanted to attack him, but the man in the suit stopped his men: "Detective Will, why are you here?"
It turned out that the person who came over was Inspector Will, who was almost sent to the Cote d'Azur National Park to see wild ducks because of Xiao Peng. He was now in casual clothes.
Inspector Will ignored the crowd around him and said to the man in the suit, "Pavard, I have to come. If you make things difficult for the police, the police will naturally make things difficult for you."
If Xiao Peng were here, he would recognize the man in the suit. He was the boss of the famous Marseille gang "Marseille Eight" and the Pavard he had taken down when he was dealing with Kante of the "New Gypsies".
Pawar frowned and asked, "Did you lead the inspection of both of my shipments?"
Will didn't answer the question. Instead, he took a puff of his cigar and answered himself, "Today, someone stole a batch of exhibits destined for the 'Cabiaggio Museum' from a container warehouse in the New Port of Marseille. Customs and police jointly investigated the case and discovered something strange at the scene: the Egyptian artifacts used for the exhibition had been damaged, but no artifacts were stolen. It's an old trick: smuggling drugs in through artifacts and then destroying them before they enter customs to make it look like a theft. But what's the reality? Bonded trucks can drive into the bonded warehouse, and the drugs hidden in the artifacts can be transported out of customs using bonded trucks. It's a clever trick, but... it's useless. Today, the Marseille police seized the largest drug smuggling case in history."
Will spoke easily there, but Pavard's expression became more and more ugly.
"Inspector Will, oh, you are not an inspector now, but I respect your previous work. We used to cooperate very well. Did you come here to me just to tell these inexplicable stories?" Pavard said.
Will took a drag on his cigar. "If it weren't for our previous good cooperation, I wouldn't be here to tell you to find a scapegoat! Pavard, don't say I didn't warn you. You've done something so awful, so don't blame the police for being rude. Believe me, countless eyes will be watching you, the 'Marseille Eight', from now on! Be careful and don't let them catch you!"
After Will finished speaking, he stood up and prepared to leave.
"Wait! Mr. Will, please stay!" Pavard stopped Will and signaled all his men to leave the office.
After everyone left, Pavard poured Will a glass of red wine and said, "Will, what's going on? Why did we have to be so awkward? Why did it have to become like this? We used to work so well together."
Will took the red wine glass: "Haha, yes, you gave me some petty thieves to solve cases... It was really good during that time, but what about now? After I stepped down as detective, you threw me away like trash?"
Pawar's eyes widened as he said, "So we're working together. You'll also tell me what the police are saying! If this gets out of hand, none of us will be in a good situation!"
"Where's the evidence?" Will asked.
Pavard choked. Will had indeed been very cautious over the years. He had never shown up every time he was paid to pass on information. "Okay, Will, I admit that I didn't do well some time ago, but do you think it's fun to kick someone when they're down? We're friends after all. Aren't you afraid of offending others by going so far?"
Will laughed after hearing this: "Pavard, you are threatening me, but I'm afraid you've miscalculated this time! Do you think this is a matter of the Marseille police? No, this is a collaboration between the National Police and the Gendarmerie. Whether you can survive this is another matter! Are you threatening me by keeping me here? If you are threatening me, then let's not talk about it! I bet you once, at most in three days, a large-scale arrest and investigation operation against you will begin! I hope you can survive that time before you come to trouble me! I hope that 'Monday' will still exist in Marseille in three days!"
Pavard looked directly into Will's eyes, wanting to see whether Will was telling the truth or lying. Will looked at him fearlessly.
"Have you finished reading? It's okay, I'm leaving!" Will picked up the wine glass on the table, drank it all, and stood up to leave.
Pavard sat in his chair like a deflated balloon. “Will, for God’s sake, can you tell me what’s going on?”
After hearing this, Will put his hands on the table and leaned forward to glare at Pavard: "Pavard, don't say you don't know what happened in La Ciotat! Who did it?!"
Pavard desperately waved his hands and said, "I didn't do this! I swear to God!"
"The ship was blown up with plastic explosives! The gun used to attack the people was a Saiga-12 shotgun!" Will shouted directly: "Don't tell me you don't smuggle weapons now!"
Pavard was also stunned after hearing this. After thinking for a while, he pressed the phone on the table: "Come in, all of you!"
Not long after he finished speaking, the door of the room was pushed open and a group of people rushed in aggressively.
"Boss, will you let us in and kill this chicken?"
Pavard: “...Shut up!”
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