Living in North America, working from 9 to 5

Chapter 24 How dare you play tricks on me!

What came into view was a black mass.

Rather than a thing, it is more like some unknown creature.

Ma Hong: “???”

This is too damn dark.

Niakin bared his white teeth.

By looking at the white teeth and white eyes, Ma Hong could see clearly that the person lying on the bed was a human. Judging from her voice, touch and body shape, it should be a woman.

Ma Hong's anxious heart gradually settled down.

If he spends a whole night with a black guy, his life will be ruined. After all, not everyone wants to be fed puff.

"We, yesterday?"

Mahone pointed at Niakin and himself.

Niakin smiled and nodded: "Yes, sir, you are amazing."

Ma Hong: “…”

Come on, Ma Hong is a bit disgusting.

He quickly looked around for his clothes, put them on quickly, and quickly fled from this place of trouble.

Arrived outside the motel.

The dazzling sunlight shone into Ma Hong's eyes.

He squinted his eyes, shielded his eyes from the sun with his palms and observed his surroundings.

There was only one car in the parking lot.

A black Lincoln came into view.

Ma Hong patted his head again and tried to recall, but his memory was fragmented. No matter how hard he tried, he could not remember how he got here last night.

He took the car keys out of his trouser pocket, unlocked the car, and got into it.

Ma Hong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, he noticed something strange inside the car.

The aromatherapy sticking under the front windshield is gone.

This proves that a stranger had entered his car.

The gangster who drove his car last night stole the perfume in the car. As for other things, the gangster also wanted to take them, but didn't dare to.

Not everyone dares to steal an FBI agent's gun and bulletproof vest. Taking an incense burner is already the limit. After all, the gangsters were itching to take something, and it would be a bit unreasonable not to take something.

Ma Hong immediately opened the glove box behind the gear, then opened the glove box on the passenger seat, and took out the pistol that he had left at the strip club last night. He frowned and looked back at the back seat. The bulletproof vest was still there.

Soon, Mahone confirmed what he had lost.

Pocket camera and LSD.

"FUCK!!!"

Ma Hong cursed angrily as he slammed his hands on the steering wheel.

Obviously, he had guessed it was Roy.

Ma Hong, who was angry, gasped, took out a cigarette box from his pocket, took out a cigarette, lit it with the cigarette lighter in the car, and took a long puff.

"Damn it, what you drank must not be alcohol, you are kidding me!"

Ma Hong's face showed ferocity and his eyes narrowed slightly.

at this time,

A black child appeared outside the car at some point.

The black kid didn't say a word and started wiping the front windshield of the Lincoln SUV with the rag in his hand.

Simply wipe it twice.

The black kid knocked on the car window, held out his palm, and said:
"$5."

Ma Hong: “…”

He didn't want to waste time talking, so he reached into his inner pocket, took out his wallet, opened it, and saw that it was empty.

Ma Hong: “???”

What about money?

The money was gone, not a cent was left, but there was a note inside.

Ma Hong took out the note and looked at it.

It said: "Thanks for the treat."

"Mother Fucker!!"

Angry, Mahone slammed the steering wheel again.

At this moment, he was already mad at Roy.

At the same time, he was even more certain that all this was caused by that guy Roy.

After starting the car, shifting into gear and accelerating, Mahone ignored the black child and ran away right in front of him. "Fuck you! White dog!"

Black kids gave black Lincoln the finger.

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in the afternoon.

Roy received a phone call from the police station.

He said that a joint investigation team came to investigate his case, and that Chief Gordon informed him to return to the police station to be questioned by the joint investigation team.

Roy, who was still on administrative leave, readily agreed.

Through the living room window, he saw several TV station cars parked in the parking lot outside the Brooklyn police station.

Several reporters were divided into two teams and stood at the entrance of the police station.

This was obviously due to that incident.

Roy took off his uniform and changed into casual clothes.

Cross the overpass, bypass the reporters and the main entrance.

He entered the police station through the back door.

When he arrived at the office lobby, he saw many members of the Night Gang sitting on the benches in the corridor, including Oscar and Rafar.

This is waiting in line for questioning by the joint investigation team.

But that’s not all…

All the colleagues who responded to the call that night are also being questioned.

Roy walked through the office lobby, went to the end of the corridor on the other side, knocked on the door and entered Commissioner Gordon's office.

"Director."

Seeing Roy, Gordon motioned for him to sit down.

He handed Roy a cigarette and said:
"You saw what's going on outside, right? But don't worry, it's basically just a procedure. I've arranged everything. As long as those street thugs don't say anything, there won't be any problems."

"Thank you, Chief! I have already dealt with those thugs."

Roy took the cigarette and lit it.

[Currently smoking: Cerebral thrombosis resistance +1]

"How did you become enemies with the Bikers?"

Gordon was a little surprised.

Roy told Gordon the whole process of his feud with the motorcycle gang.

He doesn't need to hide this kind of thing.

Gordon asked him to collect the protection money. As long as he had anything to do with gang members, he was bound to have some minor troubles.

But what surprised Gordon was that the motorcycle gang was so bold that they dared to attack and kill the police in the street.

After listening to Roy's narration, Gordon nodded slightly and asked:
"What do you want to do next?"

"Destroy them."

Gordon frowned. "The motorcycle gang has a large number of members. Brooklyn is just one of their locations. The entire motorcycle gang is not only spread across the United States, but also has territories in all districts of New York. Do you want to wipe them out?"

Gordon's doubts are not unreasonable. The motorcycle gang is not just a gang in Brooklyn. It has many members and covers a very wide area. Not to mention that Roy is just an ordinary patrolman, even the FBI and the New York Police Department cannot completely eliminate them. The relationships here are so complicated that it is not something that ordinary people or forces can handle.

But what Roy is determined to do is what he is determined to do.

Nothing can be changed.

Even if the motorcycle gang cannot be wiped out in a short period of time, it doesn’t matter. Anyway, they will have a hard time in this Brooklyn area in the future.

A flap of little Hercules' wings will create a huge wave that will cover all of America.

Afterwards, Gordon briefly explained how to respond to the interview with the joint investigation team.

Gordon put out the cigarette in his hand:

"Roy, go get another counseling session. Go tonight."

Roy: "..."

He looked embarrassed.

This was performed for Gordon. Ever since Roy knew that Gordon began to doubt him and led him to Irina's psychological clinic, Roy's guard against Gordon reached the highest level.

At the same time, Roy still didn't know what the relationship between Gordon and Irina was. Were they accomplices, superiors and subordinates, or employer-employee partnerships? Roy hadn't figured it out yet. If he had the chance, he would definitely find out.

This will involve your own future, life and death, and is very important.

In fact, he really wanted to go.

But, don’t increase the width…

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(End of this chapter)