How can US police lawfully kill a suspect in an interrogation room? Of course, it was the same fishing tactic that Luke used to play to lure suspects to take guns.

This method can also be greatly simplified-take the initiative to put the gun in the hands of the suspect, and then a gunshot, the world is clean.

The police involved in the case were demobilized after the most investigations.

As long as there is no video and the suspect is bitten to kill the gun, no matter how many doubts can be resisted.

Luke looked right: "We are law enforcement, of course, we must strictly abide by the police discipline, I just remind you."

Joe: ... you blow it! Do you think we are not proficient in this business? Just generally not used.

Joe left with a look of contempt, but muttered in his heart: This guy is not as honest as he looks.

Then again, thinking that this guy had killed more than 50 robbers with John's shitstick, Joe took it for granted.

If such black-handed monster police detectives were obedient, they would have been killed by gangsters long ago. How could they survive to this day.

John hurried back soon.

He was deeply shocked at the efficiency of the police detective.

Most of the time, he had to dig people out.

This time, he only met a second lunatic, and before useful information was available, he was asked to return to trial the prisoner.

Entering the interrogation room, he glanced at the observation room on the side: "Who is over there?"

Joe: "Rest assured, Connie, Luke, and Selena."

John: "Where's the director?"

"The chief said that he was reporting to the adult sheriff and would not appear next door for an hour," said Joe.

John squeezed his fist and looked at the suspect in front of him: "He looks down on us, doesn't he? It's the old rule."

Joe looked at his fist as big as a punching bag, and groaned. "Wait, I need to remind you. Was it me last time?"

John froze and looked at him, "Is that you?"

Joe: "I have a swollen face for a week. I drank liquid food for several days and lost five pounds. Did you forget it?"

John patted his forehead: "Sorry, maybe it was my hangover last night."

Joe: "Flower Q! It's only twelve o'clock, this place hasn't passed yet. Come here, come and stand for me."

John: "... slightly, we need to investigate."

Joe: "Rest assured, your face will swell up to three days."

John: "OK, then for three days." With that, he closed his eyes and stood in front of Joe.

Huh!

"Faculty!" John yelled, and the whole man pulled back a few steps and hit the wall: "You are definitely retaliating, this is definitely more than three days."

Joe retracted his fist in a hurry: "Last time, you said it only made me swell for three days."

John rubbed his cheeks that were already swollen and swollen, straightened his body again, and took out his spear: "OK, start work."

Joe drew in his pocket, took out a handcuffed key, and walked towards the suspect who was already stupid: "Wait for the aiming point, don't hit me."

John grinned. "Rest assured, I'm familiar with this."

The suspect looked at the key in the handcuffs, his heart turned electric, and suddenly he understood what the two were doing. He suddenly shouted in panic: "Don't, don't come over! No, don't!"

When switching to another, he will feel that these two are acting.

But today he was arrested as a suspect of assaulting a police officer, and he did knock out a police officer with a stick just now, so the other party ’s move may not be a joke.

Next door, Luke and Selina, each holding a lollipop, stood in front of the mirror with their chests, nodding at each other.

Lu Ke sighed: "Look, multi-professional. Take a punch first, crucify the results of the suspected assault on the police, and then proceed to the next step. It really is a veteran detective.

Selina frowned. "If we do the same, then will you hit me or will I hit you? I don't want my cheeks to swell for a week."

Luke shrugged. "You beat me, I'm more resistant."

Selina nodded with satisfaction: "Well, I'll train and try to control the strength of the swell for two days. But we should not use it often."

Luke didn't think so: "It's also good to have one more choice. Don't take it too lightly. It won't be effective at that time."

Connie on the side looked: "You ..."

Luke tilted her head and smiled brightly at her: "Learning from the work experience of our predecessors will make progress for our newcomers faster."

Connie: ... then you learn from the two **** next door?

The next thing is simple.

The suspect who has been charged with assaulting a police gun and may be killed at any time, the psychological defense line is quickly broken, and everything is decisively explained.

In fact, his decision was correct.

John does have a plan to kill this guy, or he can be seriously injured.

There is another suspect anyway, he can afford it.

The suspect could not afford to gamble.

However, the interrogation was not very good.

The two belong to a gang called Blood Skull, and are professional thugs for this gang.

Their boss is called Billy Jorton.

The attack on Walter was the task that their boss Billy had given them.

This blood skeleton is just a group of people eating and drinking in Brooklyn. There are about 50 backbones, and there are more than 100 puppies in bulk.

There are no more than two hundred and eighteen such gangs in Brooklyn, and they have no direct affiliation with the King Power.

It is impossible to rely on the confessions of these two guys to grab Jin Bian's little tail.

Dustin had quietly appeared in the observation room, silently observing the confession of two blood skeletons, his face was quite ugly.

Luke leaned over and whispered: "The man who planned this is too cautious, his hands and feet are very clean. Unless Billy offers him, this matter has nothing to do with" his "forces."

Dustin certainly knew who Luke said "he" was.

He said silently for a moment: "Now all the police detectives have cancelled their vacations and come to the police to report immediately. You ask John to come out and wait for him to lead the team. Early tomorrow morning, I want New York to no longer have the blood skull gang."

Luke: "Yes, Sir."

Although he is the most able to fight in Dustin's hands ~ lightnovelpub.net ~, in this large-scale operation, the old churros of John Detective Bureau are more suitable for front-line command. After all, he has Very familiar, allowing them to maximize their capabilities.

Dustin also sold these old fritters by the way, and letting them personally avenge Walter would be good for his future career as a director.

After a busy night, the clerks of the police station returned to work overtime.

They need to deal with a lot of phone calls, confessions, arrest warrants, etc., which are not so much easier than the detectives who arrest people.

However, no one complained.

The police detective, Walter, was seriously injured. If the police did n’t respond, who would be afraid of the detectives in New York.

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