"Damn it, use a gun to fight him! If he dares to come to our territory to cause trouble, use a gun to kill him. What are they talking about?

"Robin gripped the crowbar in his hand and cursed angrily.

Zhao Fanchen stretched out his hand to stop him and said angrily: "Actually, to put it bluntly, the police are just robbers wearing a legal cloak. Ever since the police and the underworld existed in the world, the cooperation between the police and the underworld has never been the same in any country or region.

It’s rare, but have you ever seen any cooperation between the police and the gangsters? Both parties benefited. Most of the time, the gangsters became the stepping stones for the police! Why? It’s because the police have a legal cloak, they are legal, and we

It is the underworld, so what we have to do is not to cooperate decisively, but refuse to be used. We can avoid conflict with the police in front of us, but secretly, it is still very easy for the underworld to kill someone, so even if you want to kill him now,

Don't show any intention of killing him, just put the guy down!"

Then Zhao Fanchen turned around and took off his work clothes, smiled and said to the white policeman: "Officer, I am willing to go back to the police station with you for investigation, but I think I also have the right to notify my lawyer!"

"Assuming you know the truth, this is up to you." Nas, the white policeman, smiled sinisterly and already stretched out his hand to open the door of the police car and motioned for Zhao Fanchen to get in.

After smiling, Zhao Fanchen slowly got into the police car. After Nas got in, he sat next to Zhao Fanchen. Then the police car drove out of the repair shop. Then the guy looked back and gave a weird smile: "I know.

Why did the police come to find you?"

Zhao Fanchen looked at this guy coldly, rolled his eyelids, and said casually: "If I knew why, do you think I would go to the police station with you?"

"I hope you can cooperate with us. We are investigating a case now, and this case points to your hero. Don't expect him to protect you. Let me tell you the truth. You must know that we are the police, even if you are

No matter how powerful that hero is, do you think he can keep you? We have checked your information. You have just arrived in the United States not long ago, so your identity is very suspicious now. Do you know that? We can send you back to the country.

People like you usually come here smuggled in after getting into trouble in your country and can no longer stay in your country. What I said is right, right? So I hope you will cooperate with us. In this case, our police can consider giving it to you.

A permanent legal identity." Nas put on a very decent posture, stared at Zhao Fanchen and smiled lightly, but this guy couldn't continue talking because Zhao Fanchen didn't speak.

She looked at him with a cold look, which made him feel a little uneasy and unable to speak any more.

The guy couldn't talk anymore, so he calmed down and cuffed Zhao Fanchen's hands on the car door handle. Then he took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out and put it in front of Zhao Fanchen's eyes: "Do you want to smoke?"

But when Zhao Fanchen reached out to take the cigarette, Nas, the ghost guy, suddenly smiled contemptuously, put the cigarette into his mouth, lit it, took a puff, and a stream of green smoke sprayed out from his mouth.

He turned to Zhao Fanchen: "Oh! Sorry, I forgot. You are still a suspect, so you can't smoke. I advise you to be more honest in the police station. There is another good news I want to tell you, Will

The detective went to the state to attend the governor's banquet, so he won't be back in a short time. Don't have any extravagant hopes. Don't think that after watching American movies, you think our American police are

Idiot, you're so easy to fool, you'd better be more honest with me

"The police in the United States are idiots. I really don't know this. Isn't that what you just said?" Zhao Fanchen smiled sarcastically and stared at Nas. The guy suddenly became a little angry, but then he suppressed his anger.

"Of course you can remain silent and not speak." Nas felt a little uncomfortable and even a little annoyed by Zhao Fanchen's cold eyes. The guy reached out and patted Zhao Fanchen's face, and then looked at him. A cold smile flashed across his face, and he said with a somewhat ferocious look: "Boy, listen to me, so many things have happened recently. If we, the police, have no evidence, they will never find you. Don't If you hope to hide it from us, you'd better be clear-headed. Don't think that when a lawyer comes, you will sign and nothing will happen. Let me tell you, it's not that simple. You can cooperate with our police. Provide me with information, I can help you change your identity, I can even help you get permanent residency, help you apply for a green card, and become a legal citizen here! I will even let the police protect you, isn't it better than following those people all day long? Is it better for people to fight and kill on the pier? In Chinatown, only the police are your most solid backing. Your hero is very powerful. That's true, but I don't believe he will fight with our police for a newcomer. Try your best, I think this is completely unrealistic, he will even leave you in the police station and will not care about you, so your only choice now is to cooperate with our police, do you understand?"

The ghost guy Nas still uses the same method, but this method doesn't work for Zhao Fanchen at all. The methods used by domestic and foreign police are basically the same, coercion and inducement, and good at tempting. If you are a fool, , you will definitely be frightened by what the police say. They will promise to give you a lot of things as long as you cooperate. This has no technical content at all. What right does a policeman on duty on the street have to give you a lot of things? The stowaways were required to apply for legal permanent residence permits and green cards. Zhao Fanchen laughed when he heard this. This is the so-called carrot and stick policy.

When Nas said these words, Zhao Fanchen neither interrupted him nor spoke. He just looked at him quietly. Such a look made Nas feel a little annoyed and hairy. Zhao Fanchen just said lightly: "You Are you done?"

Then the guy smiled helplessly. It seemed that Zhao Fanchen was not the kind of rookie who could easily be bluffed. Then he shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, took a puff of cigarette, and said with a deep expression: "Okay, I Admit I can't scare you

"Then what?" Zhao Fanchen was very indifferent from beginning to end. He has seen a lot of police officers, and most of them use the same routine. At first, they will state the stakes and let you understand that persisting in resistance is fruitless. Often at this time, those psychological qualities are not up to par. A rookie's psychological defense will be broken by these policemen, but generally anyone who has been in a police station will know that sometimes the policeman will scare you when there is no evidence.

Half an hour later, Zhao Fanchen was taken to the Chinatown police station and locked in an interrogation room. The reason why these police officers found Zhao Fanchen this time was entirely because he was in a fast food restaurant when they were trading on the dock a few days ago. Behind, the injured policeman remembered Zhao Fanchen's appearance. After he was brought in, his hands were handcuffed behind the chair. Nas smiled coldly, and then pointed the lamp on the table in front of him directly at Zhao Fanchen's face.

"I think you should know why you are sitting here, right? We have talked a lot on the way." Nas sat down slowly, holding a small recording device in his hand and a cup of coffee in front of him.

"I don't know. You seemed to have been talking about it on the way here. Everyone knows what your hero is doing in Chinatown. I think you know this better than me. I hope you can cooperate with our police."

, otherwise, we will have to send you back to the country. Don’t think I am trying to scare you. The police station here, the U.S. Police Department, we are now very clear about your charges.” Nas was like this at this time.

It looks like a ferocious monster with a ferocious look on its face.

"Aren't you very clear? Then why are you still asking me? Is this necessary? If you are so clear, then I wonder if I can go back?" Zhao Fanchen continued to look cynical and teased.

, at this time, Zhao Fanchen just smiled lightly, looking at this guy Nas with a smile like a fool. Scare is a common tactic used by the police. The reason why they chose this time to attack was because they thought Inspector Will

Due to absence.

This ghost guy was made to laugh at Zhao Fanchen's contemptuous smile. He stood up suddenly and put his foot on Zhao Fanchen's chest. He felt a sharp pain in his chest. Zhao Fanchen and his chair were facing backward.

He fell down and turned the chair over. He came over and wanted to attack Zhao Fanchen. Zhao Fanchen lay on the ground and gritted his teeth and loudly said: "You can't help but attack me at last? I thought you Americans

The police are really idiots. Is this all you can do? If you have the ability, you can kill me here.

Nas' raised foot slowly lowered it down. The guy took a deep breath and seemed to have suppressed the anger in his heart. Then he casually removed the gun from his waist, and with a bang

Throwing the document on the table, he squatted down with a threatening tone, softened his tone and said: "We police have always enforced the law in a civilized manner, but we are not so temperamental towards some criminals who insult the police.

Okay, to tell you the truth, I could kill you here, but I didn’t do that. Why? I think you know better than me. Okay, let me tell you this, did you sneak here?

We can ignore this in the United States. Even the last public conflict you had with the police on the dock was related to the Burmese drug trade. I can ignore these. As long as you tell us some things about Mr. Xiong, we need to be able to

Some strong evidence to get Mr. Xiong into the police station.”

"I have to wait for my lawyer to come. Before my lawyer arrives, I refuse to answer any of your questions." Zhao Fanchen's hands were handcuffed to the chair, which was painful. He was hit on the chest by Nas, a ghost guy.

He kicked hard and lay sideways on the ground. Zhao Fanchen still didn't say anything, and just looked at Nas coldly. This guy was speechless by Zhao Fanchen. Finally, he went back and sat on the chair, shrugging.

He shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent: "Since you didn't tell me, well, I originally wanted to save you, but if you didn't tell me, I had no choice. I don't think my next colleague would be able to save you."

Since I am so easy to talk to, I think this is your first time entering a police station in the United States, but it will definitely not be the last time, and I will definitely make it unforgettable for you."

Then Nas stood up, glanced at Zhao Fanchen strangely, picked up the fashion magazine in front of him, held the coffee, opened the door and went out. After a while, the door of the interrogation room was opened, and two figures came in.

Strong white policemen, they wore tight-fitting vests like those used in training, revealing their strong muscles. These two guys were very strong, with faces full of flesh, and they looked a bit fierce. One of them pointed at Zhao Fanchen, with a mocking look on his face.

With a smile, another person came over and covered Zhao Fanchen with a thick blanket in his hand. This blanket should have been soaked in water. When it was spread on Zhao Fanchen, it was still falling down.
Chapter completed!