The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 210 Trap
At four o'clock in the afternoon, William Pinkerton, dressed in a gentleman's suit and a tall hat, sat on a bench inside the bank with another detective.

He looked at Anna from time to time. He knew that this woman was the Chinese man’s girlfriend, or lover.

I have to say that the Chinese man has a very good vision.

This was an extremely important operation. For this arrest, he mobilized the twenty-nine detectives who were currently in San Francisco and more than fifty reserve detectives.

The Chinese man usually had eight to nine bodyguards and three coachmen, a total of twelve to thirteen people.

But even if their numbers were ten times greater, William Pinkerton was still full of confidence.

You have to know that the detectives of Pinkerton Detective Agency are all experienced. Under the same number, those Chinese are no match for them.

What's more, I'm giving it my all this time.

He even transferred several detectives who were performing security duties.

He was planning to make a big news story, and then accidentally leaked through some channels that they were hired by the San Francisco City Government.

This is very good for the detective agency's reputation.

He will also appear on the scene in person as the planner and executor of this operation.

Not far away, a teller tapped lightly on the table, attracting the attention of Anna next to him.

"That gentleman has been looking at you. He seems to be fascinated by you..."

Anna glanced at William Pinkerton. He was indeed a gentleman with a delicate mustache and a top hat on his head.

William Pinkerton happened to make eye contact with Anna, and then nodded slightly to her.

Looks mature, well-educated and graceful.

Anna shrugged, "I don't like this one right now!"

She likes the kind that is like fire and full of danger.

"Well, we all know..." The teller said with some regret. The gentleman looked very rich... no, very considerate.

If only he had been looking at himself instead of Anna.

At 4:20, William Pinkerton saw three carriages parked at the door.

"Here I come!" William Pinkerton smiled.

Three carriages meant that the target came in person, otherwise there would only be one carriage. This was also the biggest variable in today's operation.

Now everything seems to be going in the best direction.

The two detectives walked up to Chen Zhengwei's carriage and knocked on the window.

"Sir, I need your assistance with something!"

"Can we get in the carriage and talk?"

"You have dirty my carriage!" Chen Zhengwei said arrogantly while looking at the two of them from the carriage window. At the same time, he also saw many agents coming out of their hiding places and approaching this side quickly.

"Okay, Chinaman, you have no say now! We are Pinkerton detectives, you are under arrest..." A grumpy detective opened the car door directly. He didn't intend to save any face for this Chinese man.

He is dead!

The moment the car door was opened, what he saw was the gun in Chen Zhengwei's hand.

boom!boom!
Two gunshots rang out, and the Pinkerton detective was shot in the chest.

The other detective reacted very quickly and immediately hid behind the carriage with an angry look on his face.

He took out a pistol from his waist and aimed at the coachman of the carriage behind.

Although what he needs to do now is to arrest them, he doesn't mind killing two Chinese people first to vent his anger.

However, the coachman reacted very quickly. The moment he saw him draw his gun, he jumped off the carriage and crawled under the carriage.

At the same time, other Pinkerton detectives also pulled out their pistols and aimed at the carriage, first shooting at the horses, killing them to prevent the men from escaping.

But to their surprise, no one came out of the carriage.

However, at this moment, the windows of some surrounding buildings opened, and many people aimed their guns at this side.

"We're ambushed!" This thought flashed through the minds of some Pinkerton detectives, and they subconsciously fired at the windows on both sides.

However, someone soon saw that the person in the window was wearing an Investigation Bureau uniform, and shouted loudly:

"Don't shoot, don't shoot!"

But it was too late.

In this case, the detectives fired their weapons based solely on experience and instinct.

Accompanied by a burst of chaotic gunfire, the scene suddenly became chaotic.

At the same time, the sound of horse hooves could be heard from both sides of the street, and a large number of FBI agents and Copper Buttons rushed over from both sides, at least seventy or eighty people.

With this efficiency, they are basically hiding around.

Including the investigation bureau personnel in the windows on both sides, the investigation bureau sent at least more than a hundred people.

When the people from the Investigation Bureau approached within thirty meters, they jumped off the carriage, found shelter and hid, pointing their guns at them.

"People in front, put down your guns! You have been surrounded!"

"I repeat again, put down your gun, or I will be shot on the spot!"

"We are from the Pinkerton Detective Agency, and we are on a mission to capture someone..." The detectives on both sides shouted loudly. They had dealt with the San Francisco Bureau of Investigation many times before.

"I repeat again, put down your guns immediately! Otherwise we will open fire!" the FBI agents on both sides shouted loudly.

"FUCK! This is a trap!" several detectives cursed.

Although they had made a lot of plans before, the current situation was still something they had not expected and they were all caught off guard.

The less experienced detectives were even more confused.

"How to do?"

"Put down your guns first!" Several detectives threw their guns to the ground angrily. Of course, they couldn't engage in a gunfight with the FBI.

If they did that, they would be finished.

They were not worried about getting into any trouble after being caught by the FBI, as their identity as Pinkerton detectives represented everything.

What made them most angry was that the operation had failed and they could not catch the Chinese man.

Seeing that the Pinkerton detectives had put their guns on the ground, the FBI sent some people to take out ropes and arrest them. Even if the Pinkerton agents showed their ID cards, it was useless. In the distance, flashbulbs lit up and several reporters quickly set up heavy cameras to take pictures.

He even carried a camera and moved closer to take pictures of the dead horses in Chen Zhengwei's carriages, as well as the bullet holes on the carriages.

William Pinkerton saw this and knew he was ambushed. He walked out of the bank with a gloomy face and walked towards a police officer: "Where is your person in charge? I am the head of the Pinkerton Detective Agency's San Francisco office. We are arresting criminals..."

"Criminal? No, I only saw you attacking the police!" Chen Zhengwei opened the car door and walked down with a smile.

He also pointed to the sheriff's badge on his chest.

"Sending hundreds of people to track and attack a police officer, so this is what your Pinkerton Detective Agency does... I wonder what the people in other investigation agencies will think..." Chen Zhengwei said with a mocking look on his face:

"You guys are famous this time, famous all over America!"

When William Pinkerton saw the badge on Chen Zhengwei's chest, his expression changed.

"This is impossible!"

He never knew that Chen Zhengwei was also a sheriff in the Investigation Bureau.

If Chen Zhengwei was just a gang leader, he would not worry at all even if the Investigation Bureau was bribed by him.

But the other party is a sheriff from the Investigation Bureau, so the nature of the situation is completely different.

"Why? I have made outstanding contributions to the public security in San Francisco! Especially by catching thugs like you!" Chen Zhengwei had a smile on his face.

"Just a reminder, I became the sheriff a few months ago. The whole Chinatown knows it!"

"This is a misunderstanding! First, I didn't know you were the sheriff. Second, you killed one of our detectives without us drawing our guns!" William Pinkerton took a deep breath, while his mind was racing as to how to get out of the current situation.

"The entire San Francisco Bureau saw that you attacked me first, killed my horse, and tried to assassinate me. I was just forced to fight back. Not only did you attack me, you also attacked people from other bureaus!"

Chen Zhengwei looked at the windows on both sides. The windows there were broken and there were many bullet holes on the wall. It was a mess.

"Everyone in the San Francisco Investigation Bureau saw it!" Chen Zhengwei patted his chest.

"Luckily the reporter took the photo and I have it as evidence! Not only do I have witnesses, I also have physical evidence!"

When William Pinkerton heard this, he knew it was over.

This time the trouble is big.

The most important point is that although the city government hired them, there was no written authorization.

Even if they can get away with this incident, the Pinkerton Detective Agency will be questioned, especially the investigation bureaus in various places will probably be affected by this incident.

This is very disadvantageous to them.

"You won't win!" William Pinkerton maintained his composure and said to Chen Zhengwei.

Chen Zhengwei burst into laughter.

"Wait until you get out of jail!"

Then he watched with a smile as William left with the people from the Investigation Bureau.

The people from the investigation bureau also gave William face and did not tie him up.

However, there were two people from the Investigation Bureau on both sides of him, and there were reporters taking pictures with cameras. Chen Zhengwei felt that this photo would definitely look good on camera.

This also made William full of anger.

After a moment of confusion, those from the Pinkerton Detective Agency were taken back to the Bureau of Investigation. They could not resist or escape.

Chen Zhengwei smiled and waved to the reporters.

"I was just attacked. After all, doing this job will always offend some people, especially those wealthy criminals."

"But this is what I should do. As a member of the Bureau of Investigation, I have made outstanding contributions to the security of San Francisco."

"In fact, I got the news before that someone would take revenge on me. I thought they would hire some gangsters and hooligans to take revenge on me, an upright sheriff. But what I didn't expect was that the person who came was actually a detective from the Pinkerton Detective Agency..."

"And they sent out so many people, not only attacking me, but also other colleagues in the Investigation Bureau..."

"Although I knew before that their reputation was somewhat...shameful! But today I was still shocked!"

"I don't know why our country allows such a detective agency to exist. In the absence of adequate supervision, they have become a cancer to society!"

"Maybe they bribed some officials?"

"You should think carefully about how to write this press release..." Chen Zhengwei said righteously, and then instructed the reporters.

He turned his head and looked: "Where is the injured?"

"Bring it over here and let them take a picture!"

"Why are you standing? Lie on the ground!" Chen Zhengwei ordered loudly.

"Remember, you must publish the photos in the newspaper. It doesn't matter if the cost is a little higher!" The printing technology at that time was not mature, and it was very expensive to print photos in newspapers.

But Chen Zhengwei doesn't care how much it will cost.

He wanted the photos to appear in every newspaper in San Francisco and later in every newspaper in the United States.

A total of six police officers from the Investigation Bureau were injured just now.

I have to say, these Pinkerton detectives are really good at shooting.

Just one wave of shooting injured six FBI officers behind the window.

But their marksmanship also got them into big trouble.

Chen Zhengwei felt that these police officers from the Investigation Bureau were very lucky as none of their injuries were fatal.

It would be nice if a few of them died.

……

In the distance, Anna stood at the door of the bank with her arms folded, watching the scene.

The expression on his face changed from worry at first to helplessness later on. This guy was always being assassinated.

Watching Chen Zhengwei speaking righteously to the reporters and energetically directing the police officers to lie down and let the reporters take pictures, she liked it from the bottom of her heart.

Seeing that Chen Zhengwei had finished dealing with the matter, he looked towards him.

Anna trotted over and hugged Chen Zhengwei's neck.

(End of this chapter)