North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

Looking at the lawyer whose eyes and temperament changed drastically, Dean narrowed his eyes slightly.

What does it mean to cross the line?

He is not stupid enough to think that this lawyer is asking about something that he violated the rules.

The other party's tone seemed to accuse him of taking credit and doing bad things.

FBI?

Or Guoan?

Or some other messy department?

Dean just looked at himself and said nothing.

The young lawyer sighed, took out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses from the lining of his suit and put them on, adding a softness and elegance to his serious face. He said in a deep voice: "Inspector Dean, let me formally meet you, FBI Special Operations Department." Agent Ye Huihuang of Group X is currently in charge of a confidential case involving cross-state crimes committed by Chinese gangs.

In fact, he didn't want to expose his identity in front of a young detective, but the line of responsibility was about to be extended outwards. If there was a problem with the boss of the Huaqing Gang at this time, the strength of the Huaqing Gang was not strong in itself, and he would look for opportunities again. It's difficult to get close to the core alliance of Chinese gangs.

for this opportunity.

He spent more than three years in fear.

Once missed, will it continue to lie dormant for three years?

Three years and three years.

Don't accidentally become the boss when the time comes, so you can wait until the next opportunity.

In desperation, Ye Huihuang could only choose to take the risk and expose his identity.

Oh, it's really the FBI, and it's the action team responsible for gang cases.

Dean was not surprised when Ye Huihuang revealed his identity as an FBI agent.

Maybe no one in the FBI's Los Angeles branch knew about the other party's existence.

The FBI itself has many departments, and each department has a varying number of teams. The number of staff members is quite large, not to mention informants.

So this situation is very common.

Before, Dean's main attention was focused on the boss of the Huaqing Gang. He only glanced at Ye Huihuang, a young lawyer, and didn't really take a closer look. Now that he took a look, he realized that something was wrong.

Although the other party has a temperament similar to that of a lawyer, his serious face, when he looks at the person, the muscles around the corners of his eyes are tense, and the corners of his eyebrows are sunken, which makes the other party's originally upright and even handsome face look a little more uneasy.

This is the body’s subconscious feedback from being in an unsafe environment for a long time.

besides.

The agent in front of him, who calls himself Ye Huihuang, although he stands upright and looks very energetic, does not have the instinctive posture of Lian Jiazi. Although his eyes are wary, there is no real person who has seen blood. Only ruthless.

Dean suspected that the other party might not have received strict professional training and was just thrown out to perform tasks. He was considered a consumable and was not taken seriously.

This is actually the treatment that most non-native white people receive when they join these departments.

No matter how many generations of immigrants you are, and how many benefits you enjoy on the surface, as long as you are not the descendant of a small group of white people in early Europe, you will essentially be discriminated against, and it is difficult to escape the racial discrimination in all walks of life. Big net.

This is especially true for functional departments and scientific research departments.

They belong to the group of people who are under key assessment and surveillance.

Speaking of which, Dean's father probably took on a mission similar to investigating the situation of gangs in various places. Dean's mother, who was approaching, didn't know what was going on behind the scenes. She wandered around and faked her death to escape, and infiltrated the Lucifer organization.

In recent years, these agencies seem to like to recruit people at universities, brainwash, threaten, induce and use various tricks, and then send them to work as undercover agents.

Several Italian mafia parties that were very popular decades ago were overthrown by internal and external attacks. Otherwise, if you think about the guilds controlled and influenced by Italians now, you will know that the Italian forces in the United States are complicated and difficult to eliminate easily.

Looking at the very young Ye Huihuang in front of him, he must be such an unlucky guy.

in a blink.

Dean then made a pretty good guess as to the origin of this wary young man.

Most undercover endings are not good.

Especially cannon fodder undercover.

But none of this has anything to do with Dean.

He now wanted to get a feel for the guy in front of him, maybe there would be information that would be helpful to him.

then.

Under Ye Huihuang's heavier and heavier breathing, Dean nodded and pointed to the small dark room where the Huaqing Gang boss's saliva and tears still remained on the ground: "Go in and have a chat?"

Seeing this small dark room, Ye Huihuang couldn't help but feel a little guilty while pretending to be calm.

He had not forgotten the miserable appearance of the Huaqing Gang boss just now.

Doesn't this madman also want to do something to himself?

Ye Guanghuang choked with sobs, gritted his teeth and walked in.

He really didn't want to continue undercover.

At worst, one of his hands will be lost.

This gives him an excuse to escape from the FBI's control!

After sitting down.

Dean looked at the young man who was not as calm as he appeared. He took out cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out and handed it over: "Do you know what my name is?"

Ye Huihuang didn't know what the other party was talking about, so he took the cigarette and said cautiously: "I heard others call you Detective Dean."

"But my last name is Li."

Dean said in Chinese: "I'm mixed race. By the way, do you understand Chinese?"

Hearing the familiar language of his hometown, Ye Huihuang breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "You understand, you understand. In fact, I am a second-generation immigrant. I lived in China when I was a child, and immigrated with my parents later."

As he spoke, he sighed: "I haven't gotten used to it since I came here. Later, my parents' business here was cheated by an acquaintance, so I thought about becoming a lawyer, which can help my family share some of the pressure, and help more people by the way. My parents, who are easy to get into trouble with the law, didn’t expect the result... eh."

Dean was amused when he saw the other person pretending to sigh and climb up the stick, trying to get closer to him.

He saw that the other party was not lying.

This also made Dean feel a little fond of the young man in front of him.

That’s all.

If the other party cooperates later, take the opportunity to help. It just so happens that Cheston, the guy who defeated the boss, is on the street. I also need a new set of eyes and ears in the FBI.

Thinking of this, Dean changed his strategy and started chatting with Ye Huihuang.

As the communication deepens.

The atmosphere in the small dark room has also become much more relaxed.

When Ye Huihuang saw Inspector Dean, it seemed that it was not as difficult to speak as he thought, so he changed the topic and spoke of his appeal again: "Inspector Dean, I don't know what the situation is here. If you can, Maybe we can work together.”

Hearing this, Dean pretended to be surprised: "Since you are the lawyer for the boss of the Huaqing Gang, don't you know what happened recently within the Huaqing Gang?"

"What happened recently?"

Ye Huihuang lowered his head and thought for a moment, then shook his head: "Sorry, I am actually a consultant similar to the boss of the Huaqing Gang. I have some knowledge about the business and money transactions of the Huaqing Gang, but I don't know much about the rest."

This was actually something he did deliberately.

The more you know, the more dangerous you are.

It's not like he's willing to help those damn bastards with his life, so why are you risking your life?

Hearing Ye Huihuang's words, Dean was surprised that he was so ill-informed that he could remain undercover until now. He couldn't help but ask: "Well, how did you become the confidant of the Huaqing Gang boss?"

Ye Huihuang adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and chuckled:

“The older generation of immigrants who are truly far-sighted are either bosses or middle-class people. At most, they have some connections with gangs, just in case. Who would get involved in gangs and exploit their own compatriots?

In fact, many people in the Huaqing Gang have a very low cultural level and cannot keep up with the times.

The enlightened older generation will also choose to let their children study and follow the right path.

So after I found opportunities to help a few times, the boss of the Huaqing Gang thought that I was a talented person, so he asked me to be his dog-headed strategist. However, for some things within the Huaqing Gang, the real contacts were with the older generation. "

All right.

Dean was speechless for Ye Huihuang's explanation.

He knocked on the table and briefly talked about the recent cases: "So now not only our Los Angeles police are under great pressure, but also the Los Angeles FBI branch, so the boss of the Huaqing Gang cannot be released now. "

Hearing that the FBI branch was watching, Ye Huihuang's face turned ugly, and he suddenly realized: "No wonder the core members of the Huaqing Gang have often had troubles in the past six months. It turns out that they have provoked someone."

See him distracted.

Dean took the opportunity to ask in a casual tone: "Brother, are there any other abnormalities in the Huaqing Gang?"

Ye Huihuang didn't think too much and nodded uncertainly: "Yes, there seems to be a problem with the Huaqing Gang's capital chain. Not only did they sell off a large number of fixed assets, but they also took out several channels used to launder money in preparation for cash. I suspect this is related to the Hong Gang, the largest overseas Chinese gang."

Dean was stunned.

No wonder that Chinese medicine was sold, it turned out to be that way.

Ye Huihuang continued with some hesitation:

“There are actually large and small Chinese gangs all over the world, but they may appear in different forms, and most of the larger Chinese gangs are inextricably linked to the Hong Gang.

There is also an alliance between them that few people know about.

My mission is to find a way to sneak into this alliance through the Huaqing Gang. "

"Chinese gangs still have an alliance?"

Dean was surprised when he heard this.

You know, Chinese overseas may be more xenophobic than locals because of their region, immigration years, etc., and they are very disunited. This is why there are Chinese all over the world, but few Chinese have a voice in economically developed countries. .

In Dean's previous life, even those in the United States had a voice that was constantly improving. On the contrary, the status of the Chinese was getting lower and lower as China became stronger, and they were constantly suppressed.

Disunity is one of the main reasons.

It’s not suitable to talk about the things here, but this is indeed the first time in Dean’s past life that he has heard of a global alliance between Chinese gangs.

Ye Huihuang saw the confusion in Dean's eyes and nodded: "I'm just a small character and don't know much about what's going on inside, but I can feel that people from the FBI are trying to infiltrate that alliance. Maybe I want to recreate the scene of taking down Italian gangsters in the 1950s and 1960s.”

Dean felt it was not that simple.

Many events in this world are similar to those in his previous life. Maybe in his previous life, there was such a global Chinese gang alliance.

It's a pity that his status in the organization in his previous life was too low.

Even if there is, there is no access to this information.

Dean shook his head, no longer caring about these things, and turned his attention back to Ye Huihuang, who had been emptied of information: "For the sake of my fellow countrymen, if you have any ideas, I will help you if I can."

Hearing this, Ye Huihuang smiled bitterly: "If you can, lock me up too."

The reason why he was so cooperative and told everything he knew was because he knew it was impossible for Dean to let him go.

Even if Dean wanted to.

No FBI branch here would be willing.

The FBI is not monolithic.

So Ye Huihuang could only hope that Dean would help him so that he could have an excuse to explain to his superiors.

face this request.

Dean grinned and hooked his little hands towards the night.

Ye Huihuang approached him doubtfully.

Is this helpful or not?

next moment.

A fist as big as a sandbag appeared in his eyes.

"grass!"

Ye Huihuang only had time to curse secretly in his heart before he felt his forehead shake. At the same time, a dizzy feeling surged into his heart, and his consciousness was swallowed up by darkness uncontrollably.

One punch stunned the little fellow.

Dean knelt down and very considerately helped the little fellow who was sleeping soundly on the ground, adjusting the gold-rimmed glasses that were crooked on his face, then stood up and said with emotion: "Young people are in good health, so just fall asleep. I’m not afraid of catching cold either..”

After saying hello to Hawke and asking him to lock Ye Huihuang next to the boss of the Huaqing Gang, Dean returned to his long-lost office and waited for news from Lawrence and the others.

evening.

Dean, Lawrence, and Daisy, who looked exhausted, sat in the empty office and began to share their findings.

Crunch.

Daisy muttered with her mouth full of snacks: "Lawrence, you speak first."

Dean, the big dog, finally came back, and she didn't waste any time. She killed the big dog immediately, vowing to eat back all the snacks she had missed while Dean was gone.

Only in this way can I be worthy of my concern and worry about Dean during this period.

Lawrence shrugged: "Okay, but I have to remind you, Daisy, it's hard for you to lose weight."

"Shut up, you airport-loving pedophile!"

Have you eaten your rice?

Daisy was so angry when faced with Lawrence's teasing!

Dean looked at this slapstick scene and smiled softly.

Still the same taste.

Lawrence dodged the snack residue sprayed out by Daisy, shrank his head, raised his hands in surrender, and talked about his gains.

The matter he was responsible for went smoothly: "The property management company knew the seriousness of the matter, so they happily handed over the monitoring of all public areas in the past two weeks, but it was very strange."

"What's weird?"

"We found a video of lawyer Barnaby driving away, but we didn't see a video of him coming back. The last time he left the community was when he came to the police station."

so?

Dean thought for a while: "Continue to check carefully, Daisy, how about you?"

"It's my turn so soon?"

Daisy quickly took a sip of water, swallowed the food in her mouth, and said triumphantly: "I'm not like Lawrence and found nothing. After investigating Barnaby's financial flow, I found something very interesting!"