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Chapter 70: Poaching from me? What? Roy?

The kick was so powerful that it almost killed the old man.

Roy dragged Franz, whose head was buzzing, out of the confessional, came behind Franz, and used a naked choke to strangle him unconscious.

With a "thump" sound...

The unconscious Franz fell to the ground.

Entering the priest's side of the confessional, Roy knocked on the floor.

dong dong dong-

Hollow, as expected...

He fumbled around in the cubicle and finally found a pull rope in a gap. He stepped out of the narrow confessional and pulled hard to the side, causing the wooden floor to lift up.

Take out the flashlight and shine it inside.

A black handbag suddenly appeared in the field of vision.

I took out the heavy handbag, unzipped it and took a look.

Wow, full of US dollars.

Putting the black handbag on the ground, Roy began to randomly check the US dollars inside. All the money he checked was real money.

He quickly transferred the money from the handbag into his backpack, and then took the several thousand dollars in cash he had just given to Franz.

Tonight, I really gained a lot.

One million dollars is really awesome.

After transferring the money, Roy glanced at Franz, who was still unconscious on the ground. He knew that this man must not be allowed to stay.

Chopping the grass does not remove the roots, but the spring breeze blows and regenerates.

This is what Roy meant when he asked Hector if the three brothers had children. No matter who they were, they must not be given the opportunity to take revenge in the future.

He looked up at the burning candles on the altar, then looked at the huge curtains beside it, and he had an idea in his mind.

Carrying a backpack full of US dollars on his back, Roy deliberately knocked over the candle, which fell just below the curtains. The flames smoked the fabric curtains and soon caught fire.

Roy quickly left the church, closed the main door of the wooden church, locked it with a dagger, and quickly ran into the woods.

In the darkness, he began to watch the burning of the church.

Why not just kill Franz and then burn down the church?
There is an explanation for this. People who are burned to death or suffocated in a fire will have a large number of burn marks and smoke compound residues in their lungs. This is because the deceased needed to breathe before he was alive, and as long as he breathed, he would inhale a large amount of toxic substances.

If a person dies first and then is burned, there will be no smoke compound residue or burn marks in the lungs. If the deceased is lucky enough to leave an intact body at the fire scene and is not burned to ashes, then as long as the forensic doctor performs an autopsy on the body, clues will definitely be found.

Death by drowning and killing before throwing into the water are the same as above.

Roy first strangled Franz, then knocked over the candles and ignited the church, which would create the illusion that the fire was an accident. In addition, the church was made entirely of wood, so the truth would soon be covered up.

Hector's entire family was wiped out.

……

Roy drove his Harley motorcycle back to the safe house overnight.

After putting the 100 million US dollars into the cabinet, he quickly changed back into his original clothes, covered the motorcycle with a tarpaulin, and then drove the pickup truck that Oscar had gotten back to the "Bikers' Home" motel.

Before the daybreak...

Roy quietly returned to the room.

Mia was sleeping so soundly that she didn't notice.

Kill one more person and get another shell cannon.

Mia dreamed that her idol was snapping her while she was sleeping.

noon……

Mia yawned and slowly opened her eyes.

She glanced at Roy, who was sleeping like a dead pig.

This is from last night, I was exhausted...

Mia didn't call Roy, but started playing by herself.

It was not until the evening that Roy woke up slowly.

It was dark when the two left the motel.

Without Roy's support, Mia couldn't go downstairs by herself. The hotel receptionist saw this and started to chuckle.

As for it?
Actually, it’s quite…

Mia walked out of the hotel with difficulty, like a crab. Her hips were so sore that she didn't know if she would dare to do it again. Two days later,
Brooklyn Precinct, Office of the Director.

The landline phone on Gordon's desk rang.

He picked up the receiver:
"I'm Gordon..."

A man's voice came from the receiver:

"Director Gordon, I'm Samir from the Special Investigations Division."

Gordon smiled and said:

"It's Chief Semir. My officers have already delivered the relevant documents for this drug bust, including the written report from the on-site officers. You can arrange for someone to take it over in a bit."

The person who spoke to Gordon was named Semir Laton, a black man, the director of the Special Investigations Department. He knew Gordon, but they were not familiar with each other. They had met a few times but had no private dealings.

Samir's voice came from the receiver:

"I'm not calling because of this..."

Gordon asked, "What is that?"

Samir smiled and said:

"I've read all the details of the drug bust. The young patrolman named Roy from your precinct is quite prominent."

Hearing Roy's name, Gordon sensed something was wrong, and the smile on his face disappeared immediately. He said:

"What does the Director mean by this?"

"He shot and killed Park Dachang, deputy leader of the Dubin drug cartel, and a small leader of the motorcycle gang. He also brought back drugs that were traded on the spot. According to our weighing, there were 15 kilograms of cocaine."

"Um……"

"Normally, Roy should have been the one to take the credit, but for some reason Director Gordon didn't let him show his face in front of the TV reporters to give him credit."

"I have applied to the General Administration for commendations and medals within the bureau."

"I see. I think it's a bit of a waste of talent for this young man, Roy, to be a patrolman. I want to transfer him to the Special Investigations Division to handle cases. Director Gordon, what do you think..."

Wow, after all this time, the fox’s tail is finally revealed.

Gordon's face gradually darkened. He pinched the cigarette with his other hand and put it in his mouth. He took two big puffs and replied:
"Director Semir, you have your eyes on me. You've been talking for so long, and it turns out you want to ask me for someone."

Samir smiled and said:

"What's the future of being a patrolman? In the end, the most he can do is be promoted to captain. It's better to let him come here to be a detective. Within three years, I will promote him to lead a team to handle cases. His future is limitless."

After a little contemplation, Gordon rolled his eyes twice and said:

"It depends on what he wants."

"As long as Director Gordon doesn't stop me, I don't think it will be a big problem."

Gordon did not choose to offend people directly. He did not push Director Semill back directly. He knew what he was doing with Roy...

During the time when Gordon was talking to Semir, two people came into the Brooklyn police station. One was Kane Gibler from the Special Investigations Division, and the other was Pierre Conti, captain of the emergency operations team of the Special Operations Bureau.

The Special Operations Bureau is a subordinate agency of the NYPD. When the police cracked down on drug dealers in the warehouse, the special operations team came from this department.

The two of them entered the police station almost one after the other.

When they met, the two looked at each other and chatted for a few words. Then, both sides immediately guessed the other's intention of coming to the Brooklyn branch.

Entering the office lobby...

Kane and Pierre each glanced around the hall, and finally fixed their eyes on Roy, who was sitting in his office.

"Are you here to recruit Roy as well?"

"Is it you too?"

……

At the same time, Mia arrived late and walked into the police station.

With legs spread apart, limping...

Colleagues at the police station all looked at Mia's unique look.

It's been two days...

"Mia, what's wrong with you?"

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