In the sun, two men sat under the pergola of the Colt family's back garden. The old one was old Colt wearing a jacket. He held a pure white coffee cup in his hand, which was very classic. The younger one was wearing a suit and had a pair of sunglasses hanging on his nose. This pair of sunglasses was taken off when Colt's servant brought him coffee. ∑.

"What's your name? Police Officer?"

Old Colt posed as an elder and asked with a very kind face with a smile.

The weekend responded: "On weekend, the police station is used to calling me Zhou."

The wind in winter blew, and when two men of similar attributes sat together under the white pergola, they were very harmonious. Old Colt's kindness and weekend calm formed a calm and sophisticated style of coexistence. However, under this style, the resumes of these two men are full of legends.

I got the information from the CIA on the weekend, which was why he came to this villa. However, in the information from the CIA, what I saw on the weekend was not an old man who was already old. He saw a calmness and wisdom that completely integrates these stages that must be experienced in life after being unyielding, enterprising, hot, and trauma.

When he was young, Colt was called "Little Samuel". He was once a young genius of the Colt family. It was this genius that the Colt family had the famous m16a2. However, before these, the current Colt, the "Little Samuel" at that time, was very unbearable. When he was in college, he acted like every young man, and was drunk, ****, disobedience to discipline and other defects could find the most standard template in him. Because of these, his father drove him out of the house in anger and cut off all his financial support.

Colt, a rich second-generation, didn't worry about money after being kicked out of the house. This bastard actually used his skills to build guns on a university campus!

At that time, the laboratory in the school became his production line and the streets became his sales point. All the masterpieces of gun explosions, stinky pieces, bullets and other masterpieces in the gang fight were made by him. It was precisely because of that time that the current leader of the Colt family is familiar with guns. It was also from that time that the Colt family began to transform the M16 of the Colt family. His behavior became the basis for the crazy melee of the gangsters on the streets in Los Angeles in the 1970s.

Fortunately, Colt's father quickly retreated to the second line due to physical reasons. Otherwise, the weekend now faced a gang boss, not the last brilliant pilot of Colt's company.

In the late 1970s, Colt appeared in the company's management, and then m16a2 began to serve in 1980 until he retreated and handed over the highest seat in the company to his son, then watched his son hand over to his grandson with his own eyes, and then watched Colt's company decline little by little.

Among them, the wonderful ones, I think it can be made into a Hollywood-style movie on the weekend. Colt Old is a model of wandering around in the mud and turning back. If the current case has nothing to do with him.

"Mr. Colt, I'm investigating the case of military-standard weapons outflows. I want to ask you some questions." I sat opposite Old Colt on the weekend and formally expressed my purpose.

Old Colt disagreed, reached out and placed the coffee cup back on the pure white table, nodded and said, "Ask, I know everything."

I organized a language over the weekend and said, "Then... Mr. Colt, can you make the m16 series gun with both hands?"

He smiled, and Old Colt seemed to remember the scene when he asked his classmates to take the wind in the university laboratory: "Not only m16, Colt python, m16a2, I can make all the weapons produced by Colt, even if it is the 'Colt-Browning', as long as I have the equipment."

"By two hands? Haha, I can't do it. I can't grind out the barrel of my gun or bend the steel into a trigger."

He nodded over the weekend and continued calmly: "Mr. Colt, it may be impolite to say this, but based on your words just now, I can only regard you as one of the suspects."

As she watched over the weekend, Old Colt responded: "Yes, do you need me to go to the police station with you? Young man?"

"No need..."

The old man's attitude has never changed. Even if he said he would treat him as a suspect on the weekend, his attitude was as stingy as a cultivator who had long been obscene with the world. There was nothing in the world that moved him.

I never felt that any suspect would put such pressure on me on the weekend, but the old Colt in front of me could make him unable to find a suitable one to connect.

"Mr. Colt, is there anyone else in Los Angeles who can do it all?"

Old Colt responded: "This is impossible. Colt's technology is confidential. Even Colt's designers are only responsible for one aspect. Except for Samuel Colt, the founder of the Colt family, who can master all the technologies in all aspects..." Old Colt looked at the weekend's eyes, and his turbid eyes hid all the information like a quagmire: "Only me."

Is this a confession?

I was stunned when I heard about this weekend!

"I think……"

"Do you do gunpowder testing? Officer Zhou, I'm frankly speaking, that's probably not to be evidence. I started playing guns at the age of six and have maintained the habit of shooting every day for more than 60 years. Yesterday, I shot 10 shots and 94 rings at the shooting range. Moreover, I also like to modify guns and bullets. These are all the business areas of Colt. When Colt went bankrupt, these things became a habit that I couldn't quit. If I did gunpowder testing, the amount of gunpowder that my hands could detect would probably be a hundred times more than any murderer." Old Colt was still giving advice on the weekend: "How about we change some other methods? How about you go to my house to search? I promise not to sue you, so you don't need a search warrant."

What exactly does this mean?

Judging from the information, Colt is probably related to the military-standard weapon outflow case. He is a talent in this area and has experience of hang out in the underground world. However, because the investigation methods were not advanced at the beginning, this guy was not arrested. Later, he was successfully whitewashed because of his return to the family. But, which criminal would directly hand over the truth to the police? Crazy?

Old Colt is too smart, so smart that many people cannot understand. Not only does he admit everything, but he will admit more as long as he continues to ask on the weekend. Anyway, he doesn’t have to go to jail if he admits these things. On the contrary, for the celebrity detectives in the police station in front of him, a trace of concealment may arouse his suspicion, so why not be more straightforward? At worst, you can check it out and find evidence to arrest people...

But you have to find evidence.
Chapter completed!