As a street gangster, J will never know that he has been trapped since he saw the weekend, because everything in front of him seems extremely reasonable. Is it strange that a gangster who is not following the rules threatening a gangster selling banned drugs to obtain clues? Such police are everywhere in the Texas police station. A low-level gangster even thinks that the police's interrogation skills are just to seize the other party's weakness and force the other party to say something.

So J chose the method of self-harm than surrender. There are two reasons for choosing this method. First, no one will be oppressed willingly. If he presents evidence to arrest him on the weekend and prosecut him according to normal procedures, he will be convinced if he is not convinced. However, for clues, J will feel that he is oppressed; second, he feels that the evidence in his hands on the weekend is not perfect, and the transaction method J is now using has been repeatedly thought about...

Unfortunately, he was wrong, he was very outrageous.

J is not facing the American policeman who has only been founded for more than two hundred years. He is facing an ordinary person who grew up in a brilliant civilization of five thousand years. This is not to say that he must be much better than J on weekends, but his vision is so broad that J cannot imagine. In the history of the United States, there is definitely no surround Wei and save Zhao. It is impossible for a street gangster to read the history of the world to understand that the person who can win is not necessarily the strongest attack power, but must have the strongest control ability.

Therefore, when setting this trap for J on the weekend, he put the trap behind J. What kind of evidence and clues are all about creating pressure. Whether the chain of evidence is perfect does not matter at all. As long as the opponent resists him and is farther away from him, the higher the success rate of this trap will be.

At this moment, the person responsible for closing the net appeared.

"Hey, Zhou, what are you doing!"

Christina rushed over from the street, and the scene in front of her was J standing in front of the police car in handcuffs, while her back was facing him on weekends.

J seemed to have grabbed the life-saving straw: "Kerry, your partner is crazy. He is going to ruin me and destroy our cooperation."

I was a little bored on the weekend and lowered my head first under J's gaze, bringing out a helplessness that I was about to succeed but failed. When all this was imprinted into J's eyes, I turned around and said, "What am I doing? Can't I see it? I'm handling the case, and the only thing I'm sorry is that I'm not as indecisive as you."

For a time, I isolated myself and Christina as a partner on the weekend, and the entire trap has taken shape.

"He lied, Kerry, your new partner wants to let the entire black area know that I am your informant, and he also said he wanted to sweep other gangs to make others hostile to me, then I will die..."

"Shut up." He turned around and scolded him on weekends.

Christina quickly answered the conversation and said with a more stern attitude: "You should shut up!"

It was just quarantine, now it is hostile, there is a saying in China that the enemy is a friend, now Christina is the enemy of J, plus the relationship between them before... everything has become very obvious.

"Christina, listen to me, as long as you work harder, you will be able to ask this kid who did the serial theft case. Don't you know what's going on right now?" As he spoke, he pointed at J at the weekend, as if the truth was about to be revealed to the world.

Christina, who stood in front of J, said calmly: "He is my informant."

"You can find informants again. Now there is only one opportunity to make contributions. Could it be that staying in this small town police station for the rest of your life is your wish?"

This was the moment when his acting skills exploded. Christina pushed to the front of Zhouzhao and poked his chest with her fingers and said, "I hope you know one thing, this is, mine, his-mom, damn informant, mine!" She glared at Zhouzhao and continued, "You shouldn't just trample on my informant like this. Whether he is a gangster, a car washer or a drug dealer, he is my informant. If you trample on his dignity, it is equivalent to trampling on me. As a training officer, I will immediately write your comments, so that you can really work in this small town for the rest of your life, and never expect to leave."

"Did you understand?"

"WHAT?" The weekend looked in disbelief.

"WHY?" said the expression of wanting to understand all this over the weekend: "I am your partner, you must be confused? Asshole!"

Christina was furious: "Listen, when I go back today, I will write down your impulse, don't know how to cooperate, don't abide by the rules, and privately contact other informants when your partner is not around. Now, you dump the car for me and wait while you are waiting. This is the order!"

"Go to your mom's order!" He waved his hand and opened his mouth and cursed on the weekend: "Who do you think you are? I tell you that the video of him selling banned drugs on the street is on my phone..." Then he took out his phone on the weekend and started playing the footage recorded just now: "If you dare to release this prisoner, I will go to the director to complain to you immediately. If the director protects you, I will complain to the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

I left the weekend, and bypassed the two of them and drove forward for a long distance before stopping. At that time, when I was sitting in the car, I looked at the car and looked down on the rear mirror, and the smile was filled with contempt for this street gangster.

"You idiot, can't you be careful?" Christina reached out and pushed J twice, directly pushing J against the wall before stopping.

J defended: "I don't know that you can't even control your partner, so what should I do now?"

"What should I do? Do you know why Zhou is so eager to solve the case? Do you know that this kid has been investigated by the Ministry of Internal Affairs and is someone who will be kicked out of the police system if he doesn't immediately prove that he will be kicked out of the police system? At this time, you still hit him in the gun, looking for death."

J turned his head and fell into silence. Christina kept staring at him. After a long time, she said in a slightly relaxed tone: "You are going to be unlucky this time. An hour ago, the police station received a notice that the FBI and DEA would airborne. Zhou chose to make things difficult for you. You want to prove it to everyone when these big masters arrive. He is a policeman who can solve the case, or you can imagine being brought back to the police station on the weekend to face the FBI and DEA."

"Don't talk too much here. If you have this time, you might as well think about how to help me, Kerry!" J showed the most shameless scene of a gangster at the bottom. He would ask for help from anyone with her, and he didn't pay any attention to his tone at all.

Christina looked at him without knowing J, her eyes full of strangeness: "How can I help you? Respond to you?" Christina said an impossible answer and said angrily: "Let a new bastard cheat my informant, and she also wants to see this shit-like guy being rewarded by the boss. I want to draw his gun and kill him."

"Kerry, I may be a little impatient. Let's think about it carefully and think about whether there is any solution..."

"What else?" Christina watched J step by step and find him all by herself. She wanted to look back at the weekend. This man seemed to have changed and became very good at dealing with these street gangsters.

J suddenly thought of something and said, "If, what if, what if, what if, what if I give him a name?"

"Why don't you understand that there are only two people who have chips on this table and can play games. You are just a dealer. If you give this good card to Zhou, it would be like helping him win this game. If you draw a cheater and give him a fake card, you will get it in the game. Do you know what he will do to you? This is not something that can be fooled." Christina came up and rejected the possibility of J meeting again on the weekend, because these two people played the role of full-scale confrontation before, and she was afraid that J would give him a fake name.

In fact, this is all the idea of ​​the weekend. The same sex repulsive and opposite sex attracts each other, which is best explained. It is like placing three magnets on a straight line. When this end of the weekend is repelling J, J will definitely be sucked by Christina in the process of repulsing each other, and she can't even hide it.

In the art of interrogation, persecution is only a kind of skill, the least inexpensive one, and guidance is the highest level.

"I'll give it to you!" J said.

"What do I want a fake name?"

"Really! I know who did it!"

Christina was stupid. She never thought that her informant would not tell the truth. What was even more surprising was that under the design of the weekend, J ran into a trap and it was impossible to escape.

"Didn't you ask me for it before? I can tell you who it is now."

In Christina's shock, J said everything.

"Yes, TT's help."

The TT Gang is a motorcycle party and is a Texas local specialty. In addition to getting drunk in a bar, it also runs a street girl business. Due to the large number of illegal immigrants invading the United States in recent years, the street girls in Mexico flocked to the city, which almost collapsed. After all, those street girls controlled by the Mexican gang can not only make you happy, but also make you "hi". So, a large number of perverts in Montek began to turn against the local girls in Mexicans. Well, the most important thing is that the street girls are cheaper.

Seeing that the TT Gang had no way out, he had to make a choice. In terms of completely losing his capital chain and being defeated by the Mexicans and seeking protection from other state forces, the TT Gang boss chose the latter.

It is logical that the boss of the TT Gang should ask for help from the Motorcycle Party in San Antonio. After all, they are in a sensation, but the TT Gang did not do so. They chose to turn to the Armenians.
Chapter completed!