"Mr. Patrolman, you come to my store and I invite you to drink coffee, the best coffee. Now, you are going to take away the business on which I depend for survival. Is this how the police treat friends who have expressed their friendship?"

Arrieg suppressed his anger. He didn't think the patrolman in front of him could do anything to him: "Maybe you are under too much pressure.￥f,"

"I have heard something recently. Your police system is doing an assessment...? It seems that even the crime rate in the jurisdiction is included in the scoring system, right?" He reached out and took out a blue cigarette box from his pocket. After lit the cigarette, the strong chocolate smell drifted out: "Do you need help?"

"Tell me, what kind of situation does these streets need to be quiet to make you feel relieved of stress. I can help you with everything within a certain period of time. We and the police may not have to make a fuss. Maybe, one day, I will give you some news to help you catch the wanted criminal who has not been exposed for a long time, and let you take off your clothes and change it to a police badge hanging on your belt..."

He slowly reached out his hand over the weekend, and his index finger and thumb pinched the cigarette between Arig's index finger and middle finger, pulled it out, and the cigarette butt was directly driven down on the table.

Immediately, a smiley face hung on it: "California law stipulates that smoking is not allowed in public places."

On the weekend, I saw Arig's national face froze a little bit, and he stared at himself and continued, "I know what you are thinking. You are very uncomfortable. When you take out the best coffee to entertain guests, your guests want to take everything from you."

The topic changed: "Arig, have you ever thought about the entire wandering area? I'm talking about those people covered by the shadow of Armenian gangs. Have you ever thought about them?"

"You are guests who do not care whether the host of this country is willing to come directly to this land. At that time, you are not as irrelevant as you said, at least you have an environment where you can survive by hard work. This is the 'Blue Mountain Coffee' given to you by the residents of this country and the homeless area. Although this cup of coffee does not come from Jamaica but this rich land, it still does not allow you to be grateful."

"You are like me just now, and you are more and more frugal. You charge protection fees from street vendors and shops, deduct a portion of the dancer's skin and flesh money, and buy drugs from all over the world to those who have given you a place of land. Use drugs to addiction to turn them into paupers who have separated their wives and children and their families. In the end, there is only one way to die!"

"Don't-he-mom--tell me that you have never done anything unethical. If there were no people like you to strengthen the Armenian gangs, what would you think the 'Poss' who were acting like a blessing above you dare to do this with those bad lives?"

Over the weekend, I reached out and let go of the cigarette butt that had been extinguished and threw it on the table: "Didn't you say you don't like the law? I'll tell you now, I am an ordinary patrolman who is almost in love with the law. At least the law has set a bottom line for everyone in California. No matter what a good person can be, it only uses the most vicious face to tell all bad people that whoever crosses that bottom line will have to go to prison."

At that moment, the barista at the bar finally glanced at the weekend, and after that, he turned his gaze to the coffee table that was being talked about with interest.

Pa, pa, pa.

Arrieg, in anger, applauded the weekend and responded: "Good speech. Patrolman, why not, you should catch me back to the police station. Actually, I also want to know what the judge will charge me. Don't worry, I don't even find a lawyer. When I arrived in court, I would definitely cry out all the tears in my life and told everyone that I made a fatal mistake and smoked a damn public place."

"Puff..." Leo was amused by Arrieg.

Arrieg ignored the laughter from the bar and said to the weekend: "If you wear casual clothes, maybe I'm going to ask you how much 'tax' you want. At least casual clothes can prove that you are a police detective, maybe you are mixed in the anti-black and anti-drug department. Patrol?"

"Sorry, Mr. Patrolman, our cafe is about to be closed. No delivery."

The patrol officer has no deterrent power to the gangsters, unless the reason can be found to be arrested on the weekend, otherwise, according to the rules within the police system, he is not even qualified to investigate the case.

"Arig. I almost know the answer you gave, and our conversation ends here."

He took out his gun casually on the weekend, and pointed it at Arrieg without intending to shoot and said, "Don't move, be careful of getting fire."

Click.

Insurance opened on weekends.

Then he sat there, aiming his gun at Arrieg without any rush.

"What do you want to do, a dead patrolman?" Arrieg asked with his eyes wide open, as if it was the limit of his patience.

Ignore him on the weekend, sit quietly, letting time go away little by little...

Bee, bee, bee.

Two minutes later, the familiar cell phone ringtone rang, and I took out the phone on the weekend and said, "Qi, let them go to Kabalach Cafe directly, the one on the second street in our jurisdiction, tell them that the boss of the club is very willing to cooperate with this investigation. I was talking to him about the case."

After hanging up the phone, he shook his cell phone a few times over the weekend: "Sorry, the 'patrol' handled the case. According to the procedures, the patrol officer has no right to investigate the case. However, the patrol officer can visit and inquire with the authorization of the police station. So, Mr. Arrigue, do you know Amanda Samantha, who works in your performance in the club? "

"What do you mean?"

Over the weekend, he raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: "Do you think I will deal with you through conventional means? Arig, you gangsters will not sue the owner of a certain store when they cannot receive protection fees."

"Answer my question!" I followed up on the weekend.

Arrieg glanced at Leo behind the bar, and he understood: "You are going to cheat me!"

"Please pay attention to the words. I am just on behalf of the police to conduct a necessary investigation into the case on your behalf."

Arrieg had never admitted anything during the weekend conversation just now. Even though the other party mentioned the business in the back alley of the club, he was still vague. Unexpectedly, the policeman in front of him applied this trick to himself in a blink of an eye.

"What is the necessity of investigation? What case is it? What are you talking about!" Arrieg was really anxious.

The weekend was surprised and said slowly: "I don't believe in that God at all!" He used a very special exclamation sentence, and he was probably the only one in the United States: "You still don't know what happened? Amanda Samantha of your club died last night and was burned to death. The last place she appeared last night was your club, otherwise why would you think I didn't stay in the Western Conference for a morning meeting and came to you specifically for a trip?"

"Amanda Samantha?" Arieg looked at the bar again, and Leo nodded at him, proving that there was indeed such a dancer in the club: "What does it have to do with me?"

"No one said it had something to do with you, Mr. Arrieg, but you need to tell me if Amanda had any abnormal behavior in your club last night... Ah, by the way, as the boss of the club, you will definitely not pay attention to a little dancer. In fact, there is no problem with this. Please take out the employee attendance form, and we will ask others one by one based on the registration on the attendance form..."

Arrieg couldn't sit still, and suddenly stood up and cursed: "f-u-c-k-temptation!"

"You, mom, want to arrest all the girls under my command, you are forcing me to close the door!"

Over the weekend, he shook his gun up and down at Arriger and said, "Sit down, I advise you to sit down, and never make me feel that my personal safety is threatened. In this case, in the video recorded by the surveillance equipment, there is enough evidence to prove that you are in an impulse. I can shoot immediately. You must not want me to do this."

When Arrieg stared at his eyes and sat down slowly, he said on the weekend: "There is another thing you said wrong. Arrieg, I'm not forcing you to close the door at all. The girls who found your club are at most just to do some inquiry records. Can they be kept for the whole day?" He suddenly changed his face, and said fiercely than Arrieg before: "I am planning to block your club."

"It's not so noble in the name, I can even tell you clearly that this is done to be a policeman's performance. This performance report card can allow me to complete that damn assessment."

"Do you think I'm almost the same as you now? Arrieg, you're wrong again. As long as my opponent is you and I'm wearing this police uniform, then the result I got after using any means is that the residents in the jurisdiction can be worried about life, and you are just accumulating wealth while making others' lives more and more painful."

"You don't have this power!" Arrieg was finally angry, and he later said this.
Chapter completed!