Chapter 217 The truth, the end

  According to the sniper.

  This operation is somewhat related to the deputy squadron of Eve's squadron, but the other party is actually a victim.

  It turned out that Saddam Hussein was an ordinary police detective in the Anti-Narcotics Division.

  Because he was implicated by his former boss in the army, although he joined the anti-narcotics department relying on some connections, it was difficult to continue his promotion. In desperation, he could only join the deputy team at the time and became the opponent's confidant.

  Narcotics Division Second Squadron.

  After Eve became the captain, the deputy team expressed dissatisfaction many times, together with his confidantes, they studied how to deal with Eve, so as not to affect their plans to make money.

   This is a chain of interests that has lasted for a long time.

  Including the retired former captain of the Second Squadron.

  The other party is from the Carmen family.

  If it wasn't for the Carmen family, because they offended Dean inexplicably, were dealt with by physical means, and collapsed too quickly, even if the other party retired, the current situation would not have happened at all.

   But things are set.

  The deputy team believes that the newly appointed Chief Saul doesn't value the Drug Enforcement Department very much. As long as he can deal with Eve and join him, he might be able to replace him.

  So.

  He secretly found Saddam, hoping that he could contact some of his former military friends, and when destroying the stolen goods this year, he would play a good show of robbers robbing the **** truck.

  Because once this kind of thing happens, it will definitely lead to strict investigation by the Internal Affairs Investigation Section.

   For the sake of confidentiality.

  The deputy team did not let the men in charge of the **** know about this operation.

   That is to say.

   All of this did happen as planned by Eve's sub-team.

   But... things are not that simple.

   As the saying goes, like attracts like.

  Saddam is not a kind person either.

  After he learned the quantity and value of the batch of drugs from the deputy team, he also had an idea.

He first contacted his comrades-in-arms, and then took advantage of his position as the deputy team to use flour in advance to switch the drugs in the warehouse, and then, through the replacement of his grandson in Vienna, smelted those drugs into the "Vienna" black workshop. Among the brick and stone floors, it is ready to be shipped out of Los Angeles and sold to other states after the matter is over.

   As for the swapped drugs?

   This is easy to handle.

  This time, the sniper and others acted so viciously that no one would be left alive, and at the same time chose this location near the river, it was intentional.

By the time.

  During the pursuit of the police, in front of the eyes of everyone, deliberately set the truck on fire, and then drove it into the sea.

In this case.

  Saddam not only explained to the deputy team, but also did not let the other party suspect that he swallowed the batch of drugs alone. The key is to deal with the group of subordinates of the deputy team.

   Wait until the vice team pulls Eve off the horse.

  Saddam can prepare a series of evidence, secretly hand it over to the internal affairs investigation department, and then backstab the deputy team.

   As for the opponent's ending?

  Saddam estimated that without taking action himself, there would be people in the previous interest chain who would make the exposed deputy team shut their mouths forever, resulting in a "suicide in fear of crime" result.

  The captain was pulled down, and the deputy team committed suicide again.

  As an old member of the Anti-Narcotics Division, Saddam can use the funds obtained from drug trafficking to rise to power!

   Then what.

  It is to take advantage of the position of the captain to turn some of the intercepted drugs from left to right, and Party A eats Party B after eating.

  What a perfect set of processes.

  "Saddam, when he was in the army, had a very flexible mind. His plan convinced us, and we started to move step by step. Everything went smoothly until a small accident occurred in the middle."

"Small accident?"

  Dean narrowed his eyes slightly: "Has your product been stolen?"

   "You know this too???"

  A look of shock flashed across the face of the sniper, and then he seemed to think of something, and suddenly said: "I see, you are the one who tracked down the 'Vienna' black workshop?"

   "Never mind who I am, keep talking!"

   "But I've said so much, shouldn't you also reveal the information about the new world you mentioned?" The sniper asked a little uneasy.

   Don't know why.

  When I finished talking about the cause and effect, I began to feel more and more uneasy.

  Dean squeezed his fist, and after making a slight pop, he said seductively, "You satisfy my curiosity, and I satisfy your curiosity. That's only fair, right?"

  He wanted to make sure if there were any details that he had overlooked.

   The sniper saw that Dean's strength was so great that he could squeeze the air out of his palm with his bare hands to make a beep, his eyes were hot, and he forcibly suppressed the anxiety in his heart. A ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and continued:

   "As you said.

  A thief, audacious, stole some defective products.

  That **** actually took those stone sculptures hidden with drugs to the playground as a ring prize.

   Some drugs, we don't care.

  But those defective products cannot well cover up the volatilization of drugs, which will cause the people who come into contact to react, and then there is a danger of exposing us.

   So we dealt with possible insiders.

   But in the end it was a step too late.

  According to the torture, many of the stone sculptures were kidnapped by a little girl. If it wasn't for today's action, in fact, we have already dealt with the little girl through surveillance.

   Just because I discovered it a little late.

   As a result, those notes, smelling the smell, found the thief's house!

**** it.

  If we hadn’t been in that thief’s house all the time and installed surveillance, the car would almost have overturned. "

   Finish listening.

   Dean nodded.

now it's right.

   Everything is hooked up.

   "Well, for the sake of your honesty, I will send you to the new world now." Dean put his hand on the sniper's shoulder.

"deliver?"

   The sniper looked at Dean suspiciously, wondering if the other party had used the wrong vocabulary.

next moment.

   A huge force surged from the neck.

   Before the poor sniper fully realized what happened, he felt his eyes go dark and completely lost consciousness.

   Throw the body of the sniper with a broken neck on the ground.

Dean wiped his hands and said lightly towards the corpse: "The little girl you want to deal with is my sister, so don't blame me for sending you to hell, after all, for you 'born', **** is also It is indeed a new world!"

  He is kind and never deceives a dying person!

   This sniper has been malicious towards his sister, and has seen himself explode inhumanity.

  Emotional and rational.

  He must die.

   Not only him.

  The remaining members who lost their arms and legs, Saddam Hussein, and the deputy team all have to be dealt with properly.

   Even if the possibility of retaliation is small.

  Dean also doesn't like to leave hidden dangers.

  However, we need to deal with the aftermath first.

  Dean took out his mobile phone and called Little Mike.

  Because of the previous shootout.

   There are no pedestrians around.

  The only witness, the sniper, now has a twisted neck and no chance to slander himself, but those roadside surveillance cameras are still working.

   This requires the help of Little Mike.

   Arrange these.

  Dean grabbed the corpse on the ground and hid it in an inconspicuous corner of the building. He was going to deal with it at night, and after cleaning up some inconspicuous traces around him, he returned to the way he came from.

   Crossroads.

   Several patrolling police cars have arrived at the scene.

   Carlo is negotiating with them.

  Seeing Dean coming back, he immediately stepped forward to report the situation: "Boss, all the people from the Anti-Narcotics Department are dead, and the robbers are all dead too."

   "All dead?"

  Hearing this, Dean frowned!

  He obviously left a life alive.

Knowing Dean's rhetorical question, Carlo said helplessly, "The robber on the truck, I suspect that he has military experience in special forces. He has morphine capsules hidden in his mouth, so although his limbs are almost useless, he is still alive. Killed himself with a gun."

   said.

  He looked worried: "I seem to have heard the sound of a sniper gun before. This case is probably far more troublesome than we imagined. Head, what shall we do next?"

  Although Carlo didn't see Dean's methods with his own eyes because he avoided bullets, he still clearly recognized Dean's strength through the tragic situation of the three robbers at the scene.

   "Do more and make more mistakes, do less and make fewer mistakes. I will report this matter. Next, prepare for the internal affairs investigation department to ask us for questioning." Dean pointed out.

  The four-man combat team was wiped out.

  The previous thief’s extermination case, but the panel did not show that the case was closed.

  Dean guessed that Saddam Hussein was also involved, so that's why.

   But this matter, he is not going to continue to intervene.

  Because every time he makes a shot, there will be casualties.

  Meng has already talked to him, and will find an opportunity to let him rest for a while, and make up the previous psychological test report by the way.

   things after.

   Leave it to Eve to handle it by herself.

   Thank you for the reward, I will add it tomorrow.

   January is over.

   For the sake of the dog's life, the dog thief went to bed first.

   Thanks brothers for the monthly pass!

   The update will be processed as soon as possible.

Bros.

Good night

  

  

  (end of this chapter)