"Boss, someone reports that he has witnessed a murder on the street. What should I do now?"

朗 Prando, who had just returned to the police station, had a foot outside the door. A young policeman came over, stood next to him, and pointed to an old woman sitting on the bench aside. Prando rolled his eyes, he snored, and exhaled, "What to do? Of course, file an investigation and find out the killer. Do you want me to take you to do it? Do it?"

I was about to walk inside, and was going to lie down for a while in the lounge in the office. The young police officer took a step and stopped him. It took only half a second for his face to turn from impatient to a little anger. There was a trace of anger in his eyes, and his tone was very unfriendly. "I said damn, what else is happening? Was the cow lost? Or the sewer blocked?"

The young policeman with an awkward smile on his face whispered, "It's Wood's confidant that died, Mr. Jim."

The slightly smoky wine flew from Prando's body for a moment, and he took a moment, grabbed the collar of the young police officer, lifted him in front of him, almost face to face, "You mean Wood "Woodman? Is it his dog-leg Jim?" Seeing the young police officer nodded his head, Prando pushed him away and strode to his office, "tell me things clearly , I remember you mean murder on the street? Then there must be more than one eyewitness. Make it clear to me. Come with me first. "

When he was about to enter the office, he knocked on the desk next to the office, and a well-looking woman in her thirties looked up at him, "Let Xiuen roll over, immediately!" Plantor plunged into the office, and the little police officer followed.

Sitting on the comfortable boss chair, Prando tore off the neckline that fit well with his neck. He pointed to the cup on the bar, "Give me some **** ice water, God, you are in the police academy. Did you learn to punish yourself here? Open your eyes, there are many things in this world that you need to do! "

The young policeman bowed his head and walked to the bar to get a glass of ice water for Mr. Prando, which was simply cold water with ice cubes. It is said that small refrigerators for home use have started to be sold in the capital, but that is too far away for Tener. All the ice cubes in the city come from the Tenell Ice Factory. The ice cubes are divided into three grades: ice cubes made from boiled water, ice cubes made from tap water, and ice cubes made from well water.

不同 Different materials are used, and of course the prices are different. Of course, Mr. Prando uses the best.

He took a sip of the cold glass and the whole person felt Shutai for a while. Fat people are not good at this. Even in autumn, they need to use ice water to cool down. He placed the cup on the coaster at his desk, looked at the young police officer, and picked his finger. "Don't you think you should say something now?"

The police officer immediately said, "Except for the old woman outside who needs to take a break because of excessive fright, so far more than 20 people have come to report. They all said that they had witnessed a murder. There is only one confirmed dead at the moment, Jim. He was murdered by a young man at the table near the street of Tiantianle Barbecue. The young man pierced his chin with a hook, and then stabbed his neck and chest. A few knives and died on the spot. "

除此之外 "Besides that, there is also a murder case. The deceased is completely unrecognizable. We have not yet been able to know the identity of the deceased, but according to witnesses, the deceased gathered with a group of homeless men before, and may also be gang members ..."

For a long time, Prandeau looked up at the little police officer, "What did you say?" The little policeman was slightly stiff. When he was about to say something, Prandeau waved his hand and did not let him go on. "Forget it, I know, you're doing well, keep investigating these things, now!"

After the little police officer turned and left, Prando sighed. He did not notice what the little police officer was talking about. When he knew that the dead man was Jim, he immediately thought of the war between the gangs. Recently, he also learned that some people violated the rules of the three giants of the private wine industry in Tener City, selling private wines to bars without the consent of them and entering the market.

From the first day he knew this, he had a vague feeling. If that stupid thing continued to do things out of order, it would likely attract the three giants to work together to suppress it. Sure enough, there were three fewer people Wood sent to inquire about the news within a few days, and it must have been the hands of those gimmicks. In fact, at that time, Prando felt that there was still room for change.

As long as those people come up with a sum of money, then apologize, and act in accordance with the rules, there may not be any greater conflict.

It's only been a few days?

Jim is dead!

Doesn't this mean that these two men are about to go to war?

As the chief of police in Tener City, Prando hated and feared the most, and that was the war between the gangs. The war of the small gangs is a little better, and it often ends quickly under the restrictions of number and size, and the war between the tycoons is the most terrible. They will mobilize more people to blatantly kill each other on a larger scale, even large-scale slaughter!

This kind of thing has not happened in Tener City. Every large-scale war means that he, the chief of the police station, will have big troubles. From society, from superiors, and from those taxpayers.

The matter is too noisy. The Imperial Police Investigation Bureau will definitely ask about it. If you don't do well, you may have to move your buttocks and go to the poorer mountains and rivers to guard the fish pond.

This is indeed a big trouble!

I just opened the door at this moment. A guy who didn't even wear a police uniform came in. He was Xiu'en. He is not a police officer. He belongs to the Empire Police Investigation Bureau, and his full name is the Empire Police Defense Investigation Bureau. If the local police station manages public security issues in a region, the Imperial Police Investigation Bureau manages public security in all parts of the empire, as well as major criminal cases. They have more power than local police stations, and they have some agents in each city.

Xiu En is an agent of the Investigation Bureau in Tener City.

This guy is said to have done something wrong and was kicked into Tener to take care of him. UU reads www.uukanshu.com. He is young and cynical. many. In Prandeau's eyes, this guy is more like a gangster than he is an investigator of the Bureau of Investigation. He spends his days fooling around with some guys who are obviously not the right people, or he appears in various bars every day.

Mr. Xiuen has been in Tener City for less than two years, but when it comes to the things of the local gang, it is more profound and clear than the director of Plando.

"What? Something?" Xiuen rubbed his eyes. Last night he went crazy with a hot girl. If it wasn't for Prando's secretary to call him, he might still be sleeping. By the way, Xiu's office is on the second floor of the police station, and the one on the far south is.

He went to the bar and took out a glass, put a few ice cubes, and then pulled a bottle of wine worth 35 yuan from the wine rack, and poured a glass for himself.

Staring at him as if he were in the same car as in his own home, Prando's eyes were round and round, "I said, haven't you heard anything? Jim is dead!"

Xi Xiun took a sip and nodded his head with satisfaction, "It tastes good. Where did you buy it?"

Prando slaps his hands on the table, jumping wildly, "Don't you understand people?"

Xiu En froze, "Did you use non-human language when communicating with me?", Saying that he laughed when Prando didn't have a complete outbreak, walked to Prando, and pressed his He pressed him to the chair with his shoulder. "I know, I know, Jim, right? Dead, normal, everyone is going to die, isn't even God dead?"

Suddenly, Prando, who was so angry, suddenly felt that he was not angered. You deserve to be degraded to Tenell. As for your temperament, going to the countryside is not a loss to you!