Los Angeles Detective

Joway Gun Store.

A Dodge Challenger pulled up in front of the store, and two men got out of the car, a bald white man and a dark-haired youth.

It was David and Luke from the Robbery-Murder Division.

The two entered the gun store one after the other.

The room is filled with all types of guns, pistols, rifles, shotguns, sniper rifles, etc.

Luke was dazzled, walked to the counter and flashed his police badge, "Which one is the boss?"

A middle-aged man with a beard was cleaning a rifle on the counter, "What's wrong with me being the owner of this store?"

"I'm Detective Luke, and this is Detective David." Luke took out a photo of the suspect Tim from his pocket, "Have you seen this man?"

The boss took a look, "No."

Luke took out another picture of a modified Taser gun, "Does this gun look familiar?"

The boss put down the cotton cloth and glanced at it, "I still have a few X26-C tasers in my shop.

Sir, if you want, I can give you a 5% discount. "

"This is not an ordinary Taser gun, the voltage and magazine of the gun have been modified, which is much more powerful than ordinary Taser guns.

Last night, the man in the photo carried out a robbery with this gun, which he said he bought from your store.

You have several modified tasers in your store and I need a list of customers who bought them. "

The boss was silent for a moment, then shook his head, "I'm just a gun seller, and what I do is a legitimate business. There is no modified Taser gun in the store, and you are in the wrong place."

Luke looked around and pointed to the overhead camera, "Call out the surveillance, I want to check."

"Sir, I am willing to cooperate, provided that you have a search warrant."

David became a little impatient, and moved closer to the counter, "Hey, if I come in with a search warrant, it's not as simple as checking the surveillance.

Do you want to suspend business for rectification or go to the police station as a guest?

It will definitely make you feel at home. "

The boss was a little annoyed, but he was still cowardly, pointing at the camera, "That's fake, I have so many big treasures in my store, I don't need that kind of shit at all."

"Then we need to talk alone." After checking the camera, David pointed to the waiter at the counter next to him, "Either let them leave, or follow me to the police station."

The boss said to the two waiters selling guns, "Go to the back to sort out the inventory."

David tapped his finger on the photo of the Taser on the counter. "I need a list of customers who bought this gun."

"As I said, we don't sell modified tasers here." The boss said firmly.

David picked up the rifle parts on the counter and started assembling, "The civilian version of the M16 semi-automatic rifle, the magazine can only hold 10 rounds of bullets. Although it is a little less, it is enough to smash your shop."

"Are you scaring me?"

"When I finish assembling, if you still don't tell me, I will shoot."

The boss looked at Luke, "Sir, I've been threatened, won't you stop him?"

Luke hesitated.

According to the regulations of the police station, he should indeed stop David to prevent further trouble.

But reason told him he couldn't do that.

As a partner, even if you don't agree with David's investigation method, you can't argue in front of the investigators... You must support him at this moment.

"With so many guns in your store, it's normal for them to go off occasionally.

We also came to help when we heard gunshots, and if you are injured, I will call 911 for you. Luke knelt down, plugged his ears,

"This bastard can do anything, please ask yourself."

David assembled the gun, loaded the bullet, pointed at the boss's forehead,

"Time is up!"

The boss raised his hands, "Don't shoot! I said. But I won't recognize you if you leave this door."

"I just want the client list, I don't want to deal with other shit."

The boss's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, "There is only one modified Taser gun in the store, and I only sold it to him."

"Why lie?"

"I don't want to get in trouble."

"Where did the modified Taser come from?"

"A man nicknamed 'The Postman' put it in the store for sale."

"Why sell it for him?"

"A normal Taser gun sells for $1,000, and a modified Taser gun can sell for $3,000. I just want to see if it can be sold."

"I want his real name and contact information?"

"I don't know, but he took the initiative to find the store.

We trade in cash, and he is well-known in gun modification, and everyone calls him 'The Postman'. "

"If you dare to lie or hide something..."

"I swear to God, that's all I know."

David wiped the handle of the M16 with a cotton cloth and put it back on the counter, "I'll give you a suggestion, the monitor still needs to be installed."

Luke and the two left the gun store.

After getting in the car, Luke put away the pistol, leaned on the seat and let out a long sigh of relief, "You've passed."

David drank half a bottle of mineral water, "I know this kind of person, if he doesn't do this, he won't say anything."

"You're too aggressive. There are other ways. I don't want to fight in a gun store with a Glock and make me feel like an idiot."

"This is the fastest way." After David finished speaking, he glanced at Luke again, "You have really changed."

"People have to mature."

As a former Chinese criminal policeman, Luke is very uncomfortable with this method of investigation.

For the first time in my life, I was negotiating with others in a room full of guns and ammunition.

He'd been worried that two clerks would show up out of nowhere with semi-automatic rifles and shoot.

"fuck!"

I will never perform missions with this lunatic next time.

...

Luke got out of the car halfway.

My legs are still a little weak when walking, which is very uncomfortable.

Fly bar.

Opening hours are 11:00 am to 2:00 am.

When Luke entered the bar, the lobby was empty and there were more waiters than customers.

The bartender Danny was a little surprised, "Luke, this is the first time I saw you at noon."

"Me too."

"What do you want?"

Luke sat down at the bar, "A chicken curry with rice."

"Where are you drinking?"

"Don't trick me into making mistakes. If I get fired from the police station, I won't be able to take care of your business."

"You came all the way here just to eat curry chicken rice?"

Luke took a scratch-off from his pocket and put it on the bar, "Cash it before I finish lunch.

I want cash. "

"Wow, you actually won $8,000!"

"Is there a problem?"

"No, it's just that in all the years I've played scratch games, I've never paid more than $500.

How lucky you are, man. "

Luke is also aware of this problem. It's okay to win a lottery once or twice, but it's easy to be targeted if there are too many times.

Luke needs a long-term and reasonable realization channel.

After eating, Luke got the money smoothly.

This idea is more firm.

The $8,000 bonus was only about $7,000 in Luke's hands.

Lottery winnings are taxable, and the higher the winning amount, the higher the tax rate.

To be precise, what Luke needs is a long-term cash flow channel that can reasonably avoid taxes...