North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

in the car.

Looking at the road out of the city, Dean asked in confusion, "Captain, why does this road look like going to Lincoln Farm?"

"Just go there." Munn tapped his fingers on the steering wheel quickly: "Dean, do you want to get promoted?"

Dean looked at Munn's fingers out of the corner of his eye.

According to the books Anthony gave himself, this kind of situation is often caused by excessive psychological pressure and tension, which are subconsciously displayed.

This is a very rare thing for an old fritter like Meng En.

Dean pretended not to see Meng En's strange behavior, and nodded: "Everyone wants to be promoted, but I just passed the internship period. Even if I want to be promoted, I have to wait at least a year or two, right?"

within the system.

No one paves the way ahead of time.

If a newcomer breaks the convention and rises quickly, it will make the old members who have been wasted for many years feel unhappy, and even cause criticism.

Just think of Hawke.

I have been a policeman for more than ten years, and I am still at the bottom in middle age.

The rising threshold cannot be touched.

People with connections are often seconded to other pension and idle departments to quickly upgrade their ranks, and when the time is right, they will be directly air-conditioned and transferred to the power department.

In this way, with qualifications in other departments, it will not be too conspicuous.

Munn slowed down the car and pointed to the bandaged wound on his chest: "Dean, last night, I got up from the hospital bed with the injury on my back, and I haven't rested until now despite the wound's rupture.

Do you know why?

listen!

Those of us who have no roots, want to break through the current class, not only need opportunities, but also need to seize every opportunity, and even bet our lives for it!

Now is the time!

I give you this chance! "

last night?

Dean immediately thought of what happened at Carmen Manor.

After he left yesterday, he no longer had the energy to pay attention to Anbei's situation.

Now it seems that he has indeed succeeded!

Unexpectedly, even Meng En, an old salted fish, seemed to have a second spring.

Just don't know who is behind Meng En.

involved in this political matter.

Dean didn't dare to speak easily, otherwise he would become cannon fodder.

Facing Dean's silence.

Meng En didn't continue to speak.

All the way silent.

More than half an hour later, the wrecked building of Lincoln Farm appeared in the sight of the two.

Someone is busy in construction.

They are all residents of the surrounding towns, and they are now 'volunteering' to help clean up here.

But Dean knew that this group of people were actually captive subordinates of the Carmen family, and they belonged to the kind of people whose whole family worked in various industries of the Carmen family.

The arrival of several cars.

attracted the attention of these people.

got out of the car.

Dean noticed.

Except for Meng En, himself, and a dozen patrolmen including Hawke, the middle-aged man standing beside Meng En had disappeared.

The other party did not follow.

Meng En led the crowd to the simple checkpoint, and said coldly: "Everyone, get out of here!"

Two men with tattoos smelling of a dagger on the back of their hands, wearing security uniforms, stopped in front of Meng En: "This is a private place, what's your business?"

Meng En stared at the two, and said coldly: "Yesterday, many members of the Carmen family died. We suspect that the murderer is hiding here. We need to go in and search. Here is a search warrant!"

As he spoke, he put his hand into his bosom.

The security guards of the two dagger gangs looked at each other, a little confused.

What is the Carmen family?

These scouts, don't they know that this is the territory of the Dagger Gang, and are there big figures guarding them?

next moment.

bang~

The gushing white smoke exploded with dozens of steel balls, directly smashing the two unresponsive security guards to a bloody mess and throwing them to the ground.

Not to mention Dean, even the group of patrolmen who followed were stunned.

What Meng En took out was not a search warrant at all, but a steel ball gun!

Under the action of recoil.

The wound on Meng En's chest cracked again.

He hung the short spray on his waist without changing his face, and then said to Dean and the patrolmen: "Don't ask, don't worry, I will take care of everything. What you have to do now is to enter the base under the farm. Find evidence of illegality here!"

talking.

He didn't care whether Dean and Hawke would agree or not, and walked towards the residents who looked this way in surprise: "I am the captain of the Los Angeles Police Department. Last night, the Carmen family was attacked and suffered heavy casualties. We It is suspected that there is a murderer hiding here, and now all irrelevant people, leave immediately!"

"The Carmen family was attacked?"

A strong white man with a height of more than two meters pushed away his companions, grabbed Meng En by the collar with strong pressure, and lifted him up: "Bastard, tell me clearly, what happened to the Carmen family?" !"

The rest of the people followed suit.

Seeing that the situation is not good.

Hawk stopped the patrolman behind him: "FK, the deputy director never said that Meng En would deal with it like this. If you don't want to be shot by the townspeople here, don't draw your guns!"

He has been a patrolman in Los Angeles for more than ten years, and he knows that the surrounding towns are not very bird police stations, and even when more than one highway policeman patrolled here, he lost his trace.

Their bones might have been buried under this land.

Meng En's move undoubtedly forced them to make a move.

This is not the same as the assistance mentioned before departure!

Seeing Meng En being bullied, Dean hesitated to make a move.

Now he finally knew what Meng En meant when he said in the car that he would risk his life if he encountered an opportunity.

The other party is indeed betting on his life.

Because of an inadvertent communication failure, not only would Mengn be shot dead by this group of gun-wielding 'residents', Dean, Hawke and others might not be able to run back to Los Angeles.

To know.

It was because of these residents that the mercenaries before were blocked by the police on the farm and all died here.

To help or not to help, that is the question.

Dean looked at the cowardly Hawke and the others, rubbed his still tingling forehead, and analyzed the pros and cons of making a move.

He doesn't understand politics, but he understands psychology.

Meng En's so-called opportunity must have occurred because of the changes in the Carmen family, which changed his old style of salted fish and became tough and even radical.

this means.

Munn was very sure that if he could get the secret of Lincoln Farm, he would be able to gain the support of the people behind him, and even killing people on the spot would become a trivial matter!

That being the case.

Done!

Do whatever comes to mind.

Without hesitation, Dean reached out for the gun, as if instinctively, the moment he raised his hand, the muzzle of the gun had already locked onto the strong man's arm.

Bang ~ a gunshot.

The 11.43mm bullet precisely blasted a bloody hole in the strong man's wrist, making him scream and at the same time let go of Meng En's collar.

"Hawk, once Meng En dies here, we can't explain it when we go back, go get an automatic rifle!"

After finishing speaking, Dean raised his gun and said to everyone, regardless of the weakness of his body: "This is the first warning, all kneel down!"

"FK!"

Another middle-aged bearded man wearing a turban cursed, and under the cover of his companion, he reached out to draw a gun from his pocket.

next moment.

With a flick of the muzzle of Dean's gun, another bullet passed through the gap between the bodies of the three of them, and precisely focused on the head of the man in the turban!

Now he didn't need to hold his head, because his head was directly exploded.

"Second warning, put your head in your hands and squat down!" Dean's voice was stern!

"He only has one."

bang~

The man who opened his mouth and took the lead spurted blood from his mouth, and stood stiffly on the spot. The people around him looked over subconsciously, but they saw the scene behind from the blood hole in the man's mouth.

This guy, the marksmanship is too accurate!

Hawke and the others finally came to their senses, rushed to the police car, followed them with a few shotguns and automatic rifles, and aimed at the crowd

There are only seven bullets in Dean's pistol.

But when the three leaders died, no one wanted to be the next four, especially when the other dozen or so patrolmen also drew their weapons.

Not long.

A pile of portable pistols of all kinds was piled up into a hill.

Several of Hawke's colleagues locked these dozens of 'residents' into a room on the farm and guarded them.

Dean also walked up to Meng En who was lying on the ground gasping for breath, and stretched out his hand: "Okay, captain, I will help you seize the opportunity, you will help me get promoted, and I will not participate in the rest."

"good!"

Munn took Dean's hand.

Because of the rough actions of the leading strong man before.

Meng En's already torn wound was even more miserable. His shirt was already stained red with blood, and he was pulled up by Dean again, grinning in pain.

But he ignored the pain in his chest, and said in a hurry: "Dean, don't waste any more time, go to the base below now and find the secrets hidden inside, I will take Hawke and others to help you hold back who came."

"The ones coming from behind?"

"Yes, a group of cheap dogs who want to rob the Carmen family's political assets!"

"."

Dean rolled his eyes, and didn't bother to complain about Meng En's own behavior. While changing the magazine, he walked towards the entrance of the farm base.

But he was relieved.

There are two meanings hidden in Meng En's words.

On the first level, all the rich and powerful in Los Angeles are rushing to carve up the legacy of the Carmen family.

On the second level, the comparison between these dignitaries is speed. Whoever gets it first wins.

Without the scheduling and influence of the Carmen family in all aspects.

The risk of this operation is actually not great.

Bet right!

…

The base of Lincoln Farm, located under a warehouse disguised as a granary.

The warehouse used to cover it here has been blown up long ago, and there are still traces left by the mercenary attack a few days ago around it.

Maybe it's because I'm ready to give up here.

There is no restoration here, but some simple blue iron plates are used to surround it, and a new camera is set up.

This also made it easy for Dean to find the entrance to the base.

Because of the movement outside.

There are no security guards at the entrance, but the cameras are still running.

After confirming that there were no traps like remote-controlled machine guns around, Dean took out a police detective certificate to the camera and said seriously: "The outside has been surrounded by the police, and the Carmen family has almost dissipated. If you don't want to be trapped here to die, open the door." !"

There was silence for more than ten seconds.

A pipe disguised as an exhaust vent came from a small voice: "I'm Michael, the person in charge here, and I'm also one of the housekeepers of the Carmen family. I need to contact the higher-ups to find out the situation."

The Carmen family was destroyed too quickly.

The manor was in chaos again, and there was no backbone to give orders.

As a result, the following people have not even received the news.

Dean nodded: "Yes!"

Waited another minute.

crunch~

Amidst the ear-piercing sound that made people's teeth sore, the walls bombed by C4 parted, revealing a metal door with a sense of technology.

An old man with meticulously combed hair and a stern expression, dressed in a tuxedo, extended an invitation to Dean: "Mr. Detective, you can come in, and you can even visit it freely, but we need a promise of innocence!"

behind him.

Seven or eight armed men stood with guns in their hands, looking unfriendly.

"What's in here?"

"The core ingredient production line of [Enchanted] is a golden mountain that can generate at least one billion US dollars every year. I think it is enough to guarantee our innocence, otherwise you will get nothing!"

One billion dollars!

There was a strange look in Dean's eyes, and he nodded as usual: "Since we came here for the first time, we just want to confirm this, open the door, those adults will not embarrass the parts that help them make wealth."

The butler stared at Dean for a while before nodding: "You're right."

After speaking, he waved to the people around him.

Accompanied by password input.

This door, which even C4 cannot blow open, slowly unfolds