North American riot police: Start by arresting P. Diddy!

Chapter 20 Dare to do anything except good things!

The younger brothers who came with Tu Ku were all shocked.

Before they could react, they saw Tu Ku, who was holding a submachine gun, being subdued by the other side in an instant, his weapon was taken away, and the muzzle of the gun was forced into his boss's mouth.

"If I didn't want to catch that black guy Gus, do you think a guy like you who only thinks about muscle and ice is worthy of cooperating with me?"

Rorschach glanced at Tuku as if he were trash, then pushed him away, disassembled the magazine of the Uzi submachine gun in his hand, and threw it directly into the trash can next to him.

Seeing that the crisis was over, Tu Ku's brothers rushed over with guns, each with a gloomy face and the muzzle of the gun pointed at Rorschach.

"Pooh"

Tu Ku spat a mouthful of blood on the ground, and looked at Rorschach with an increasingly ferocious look.

Just with that blow just now, he lost at least two teeth!

But surprisingly, Tuku did not angrily order his men to beat Rorschach into a sieve.

He waved his hands around, signaling his men to put down their guns. Then he stared coldly at Rorschach and said in a deep voice, "No one who dares to provoke me, Tuku, will survive to the next day!"

"hehe."

Rorschach sneered. He had no interest in responding to such harsh words that had no deterrent effect.

"Do you want to keep on talking nonsense with me, or get straight to the point?" Rorschach glanced at his watch and said calmly, "Just a reminder, I don't want to waste my precious vacation time on a low-level drug dealer like you."

Holy shit?!

Tu Ku couldn't stop roaring and cursing in his heart. This was the first time in his life that he had seen such an arrogant policeman!

And he's a patrol officer!

"You" Tu Ku bit his lips hard, forcing himself to regain his sanity for a short while.

He pointed at Rorschach and said harshly, "You'd better know where Gus's D-grade warehouse is! Otherwise, I guarantee you'll end up in a miserable state!"

Rorschach automatically ignored the threat in Tuku's words and replied confidently, "I've been secretly investigating all the criminal evidence of the Gus Group since my first day as a police officer. I can tell you clearly that no one in this city knows Gus better than I do."

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After hearing this, Tu Ku's eyes suddenly became suspicious. He didn't doubt Rorschach's ability to investigate Gus, but he was just curious about one thing.

This young policeman has been investigating Gus for so many years, and he is still alive?

When did Gus become so soft-hearted?

He rubbed his sore jaw and asked doubtfully, "So, where is the warehouse?"

Rorschach didn't rush to answer. He first put forward his own request. He raised two fingers and said, "I can tell you the location, but I have two requests."

"First, you need to act quickly. I need to see Gus's furious face within two days."

"Secondly, I don't want more people to know about our meeting today."

When he finished speaking, Tu Ku shrugged casually, looking nonchalant.

Even if Rorschach didn't mention these two conditions, he would do them himself.

With less than a week until his uncle's audit date, he needed to grab a batch of goods and sell them as soon as possible. He knew very well how much his uncle hated Gus, the black man who took over his family business.

If we could steal his goods, I'm afraid my uncle would be so happy that he wouldn't care about me and Jose using the family funds.

As for his relationship with Rorschach, Fuck, he wished that this little policeman had never appeared, so that all the credit would be his.

"These are minor issues. The important thing is that you better really know Gus's warehouse."

"Don't worry, a brainless guy like you is not worth my lies. Now get in the car and follow me." After saying that, Rorschach turned around and got into his pickup truck.

Tu Ku looked at Rorschach's fearless look, sucked his teeth, and did not choose to sit in his own convertible sports car. Instead, he carelessly opened the door of the pickup truck and got into Rorschach's car.

Rorschach glanced at him, and without saying a word, he stepped on the accelerator and sped towards the place where he had agreed to meet with the Irish brothers.

Tu Ku quickly rolled up the car window. The whole garbage dump was so smelly in the evening breeze that it was disgusting.

He asked disdainfully, "Why did you choose such a place to meet? Can't you find a clean and warm place?"

"Yeah, I would like to choose your mother's Y household, but it's too crowded with tourists." Rorschach said without turning his head.

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South district, suburbs.

Murphy, the second oldest of the Irish brothers, was gazing at a food processing plant from afar, a cigarette butt in his mouth.

A few hours ago, he and Connor were still watching the dry cleaning factory where the children were imprisoned. As a result, Rorschach called and asked him to rush here, find a secluded place to hide, and wait for him to come.

Although he didn't know why, he still drove there and was now hiding in an abandoned parking lot, waiting for Rorschach.

Not long after, the phone rang. It was Rorschach calling.

After reporting the address, a few minutes later, a pickup truck carrying two convertible sports cars drove into his sight.

"Murphy."

Rorschach got out of the car and waved to him. Murphy immediately threw away his cigarette butt and trotted over, while his eyes quickly glanced at another group of Mexican-looking guys.

The desperado's aura made him a little nervous.

Rorschach put his arm around his shoulder and, before Murphy could speak, spoke first, "He's the informant I sent here to keep watch. He's been watching here for days and nights, targeting the food processing plant up ahead. I can tell you with certainty that this factory is Gus's drug production base. The drugs are hidden in trucks transporting fried chicken and distributed throughout Chicago."

"Shit, using fried chicken to smuggle? That bastard Gus is a fucking genius!"

Tu Ku was so shocked that he kept shaking his head. No wonder Gus was able to spread bulk cargo channels all over Chicago. It turned out that he was running a fried chicken shop on the surface, but secretly used trucks to transport D to various branches.

He looked at the silent Murphy a few more times, then pretended to walk forward a few steps casually. When he saw that Murphy's car was full of fast food garbage and cigarette butts, his doubts were dispelled a lot.

Rorschach continued, "Tomorrow evening at ten o'clock, five trucks will leave the factory. Besides fried chicken, they'll be loaded with boxes of finished ice cream. I've told you the time and location. You can do whatever you want."

Tuku nodded, looking up at the food processing plant in the distance, full of confidence: "Hahaha, I can't wait to see Gus's heartbreak."

He didn't waste any more time talking to Rorschach. After sending two of his men to follow him, he looked at Rorschach deeply and drove away in a hurry.

He had already decided that after robbing Gus's goods, he would turn around and kill this damn cop as well.

Just like he said, anyone who provokes him will never see the sun the next day. If there is a sun, he will make sure he doesn’t see the third day.

After they left, Murphy looked at the two Mexicans observing the factory and asked Rorschach in a puzzled voice, "Boss, is this the guy you hired to fight Gus? He doesn't look very smart."

Rorschach shrugged. "I didn't find him. He came to me on his own initiative. One look at his face and you can tell he's a scumbag who's up to anything but good. He's perfect to use as a pawn."

Then, he patted Murphy's shoulder and asked softly, "Except for Tu Ku, do you remember the appearance of the people who just came over?"

Murphy nodded slightly and asked tentatively: "Do you want to?"

"That's right." Rorschach showed a cruel smile, "This is a good opportunity to detoxify this city!"

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