Derek smiled bitterly in his office and shook his head. His eyes looked at the weekend when he raised his head.

"Are you sure that everything you said to me just now is not a joke?" He didn't ask the weekend to answer: "**, you issued a ticket to F??"

Zhou nodded: "What can I do? I promised their suggestion to make up stories and tell what I had never seen before? Who knows if they will ask your director if he is covering up his subordinates next? These two guys have already praised me as the future Li Changyu. They smashed such a big hat when they came up. I guess they even want to know what color my underwear is."

"Why take you to the garbage dump?"

"How do I know?"

At this time, Eward knocked on the door anxiously. After a few 'dances, Ding, Ding', Ding', Ding, Ding', Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding

"What did you find?" Derek couldn't understand such a stupid sentence.

"I found the time when the 'Desert Ant' left the fried chicken shop in the surveillance, at three o'clock in the morning."

bass.

On the weekend, he got up and left the office at the same time, and then followed Edward to see a very strange scene on a computer in the public office area.

On the screen, a bald head appeared from the entrance of the alley. Then, he stayed at the entrance of the alley for half a minute and was picked up by a SV. Then the car drove on the highway at high speed and quickly broke free from the constraints of the camera.

"They're out of town?"

Derek asked so.

Edward responded: "Look at this."

He called out two more videos on his computer, one of which was driving under the last camera on the road from the town to Mexico; the other was on the road to San Antonio, which appeared again half an hour later!

"Finally found!"

Another cheer came from the second floor, and Kelly quickly walked towards the stairs from her position and said, "Director, I found that bald man!"

Almost half of the police in the Montek Police Department are yawning while watching the surveillance camera. So many people are widening their eyes and looking for a possible bald figure under the surveillance. Can he still run away? As long as he doesn't hide, it is impossible to hide in the cameras of Montek Town.

"Location." Derek shouted upstairs.

I ran back on the weekend and saw the most familiar scene on the monitor. The location of this garbage truck was when I was investigating the murder case of broken feet. Compared with the location where each car appeared in the camera at the time of the incident, it was an abandoned factory. If you continue to move forward, you will drive to the garbage dump.

Garbage yard?

I sat in Kelly's chair over the weekend and watched the video carefully. In the video, a scrap recycling vehicle drove towards the garbage dump at four in the morning.

Four o'clock in the morning?

At this time, garbage trucks that specialize in recycling cans, beverage bottles, scrap iron and other things, with bald heads appearing under the camera and heading to the garbage dump?

"Who knows who the garbage dump manager is?" He shouted in front of the computer over the weekend.

"Illegal immigrants in Mexico, they can't find a good job in Montek, and even the business promotion (leader) in restaurants rarely use them. These people have been doing the hardest and most tiring work, such as opening sewers and mowing lawns for rich people." Bob replied casually.

But the sound source was ignored on the weekend and the useful information was collected completely. The illegal Mexican immigrants and the bald heads of desert ants were contacted... F force brought himself to the garbage dump today. If he hadn't called Bob and asked him to drive him to pick him up, he would have to walk back.

"Who saw those two big masters who were f-boy?" After thinking about something on the weekend, he suddenly asked.

This time the answer was Derek: "They didn't come back."

Not back?

I recalled the weekend that when I walked back from the garbage dump, I did not pass by any SUV.

Mexicans, bald, f-pillow, they all pointed to the garbage dump... The bald is protecting the poisonous product transportation line again, and the garbage dump is a poisonous product transportation line?

Who came up with the idea?

...

In Gobi, the priest stood in front of a car, and two Mexicans were kneeling in front of him.

"Two Mexicans packed four servings and drove to Gobi, but your meal delivery time was after I was attacked. That means, you definitely didn't want to pack Montek's food back to Mexico. This is not Alaska, there is no super big crab."

Two Mexicans were tied up and sat on the ground, and the two looked at the priest with horror. At this time...

"I'm embarrassed to say it when I'm seen, right? I'm afraid the secret is leaked?"

"I'll give you a chance to tell me alone."

The man who had once entered the Western-speaking area alone walked out and poured himself on one of them with the gasoline barrels in the car.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The smell of gasoline almost flowed down the head and the whole body. The Mexicans who were dripping with gasoline kept coughing without any intention of stopping.

Click.

A little spark lit up in the Gobi Desert, and the flames were shaking in the breeze. The Mexicans, who were not dripping with gasoline, kicked their feet in fear, and rolled and crawled away from the Mexicans beside them.

call!

The flames began to rush when they touched the other person's body. The small flame that was originally burning with oil appeared on the other person's pants and ran forward quickly, rushing along the Mexican's body. Finally, a big fireball suddenly appeared in the Gobi Desert, and the flames sounded "huh, huh" under the beating burning.

"ah!!!!!"

The heart-wrenching roar resounded throughout the Gobi Desert, and the Mexicans rolled in the yellow sand with their lives. Every guy who didn't want to be burned to death would do this. This is common sense, common sense that can save lives.

"ah!"

The Mexican didn't have time to yell and curse. When he tried to roll and tried to extinguish the flames, the burned skin would definitely cause secondary damage during the rolling process. At present, he could not remember anything except for his crazy roar. The pain was something that no one wanted to experience.

bump.

The black man who fed the gasoline with his own hands pulled out his gun to deal with him. The screams were unacceptable to normal people.

"What are you, he, mom?" The priest turned his head and glared at him.

The black man did not answer and lowered his head and took two steps back.

In that second, the priest walked towards another Mexican: "Do you know? Here, I can choose to kill you in any way. I can roast you into jerky meat, or shoot you into a sieve without restraint. As long as you don't tell me what I want, I have enough reason to avenge Omar, the best thug under my command."

"explain!"

"You bought these things and gave them to Montek. Did you give them to the bald killer?"

The Mexican was frightened and trembled on the ground.

"Don't you really want to tell me?"

The priest walked over and grabbed the other person's hair, dragged it toward the corpse in the Gobi: "Bastard, I think your partner is just baking it right, maybe you have the appetite to eat him."

puff!

The priest pressed the Mexican head and directly pressed it onto the dead body. The body that had not yet cooled was still in a high temperature under the fire just now.

“oh!**!!”

"Let go, let go, I will tell you, I'll tell you, Mom!!" When the oil on my companion was rubbed on my face and even hung on my mouth, the Mexicans only vomited except shouting to surrender.

Wow!

He vomited all over the floor.

...

"Mom, I've rented a house in San Antonio. You'll move out of town tomorrow, so that it's convenient to take care of Dust."

On the way back from San Antonio, Christina grabbed the steering wheel with one hand and held the phone with the other in her ear. She was actually a person who didn't quite follow the rules.

Wow.

Suddenly, several SUVs changed lanes and overtook Christina was stunned for a moment. She knew these cars. When these people went to Montek last time, she went to the director's office to ask for a fight... Why did the F-voles come to Montek again?

A major case happened?

Christina's hero dream, which had been in her mind for many years, forced her to step on the accelerator and drove forward immediately after the car ahead.

...

"broken!"

He stood up at Kelly's desk over the weekend. He stood at the stairs on the second floor and said to the downstairs: "The Tony with an Italian face has only one partner. If they really find out the poison-product transportation line, it will be considered God's favor."

After hearing this, Derek immediately shouted: "Everyone put down his work, put on his equipment and put on his body armor, and set off immediately!"

Just as the police quickly moved away from the computer and prepared to set off, Derek shouted again: "Listen, no matter who is in the same car as Zhou, please keep the male lead from our bureau away from the scene. Try not to let him shoot, if you don't want to kill a damn policeman on the weekend."

Teng.
Chapter completed!