Chapter 15

Before wearing gloves, the scene will not find their fingerprints, die a few gangsters, with the inefficiency of the New York police, will not come to their own measurement of smoke reaction.

Back to the apartment, he refused the maid's bath service again, standing under the shower to wash away the discomfort of the first killing.

The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind doesn't stop. He doesn't want to make trouble. Instead, he comes to the door.

After taking a bath and putting on a bathrobe, she goes into the Internet and searches the location provided by the tattoo man.

The other side is very alert. This is a blind area of the camera. She looked around and didn't see any obvious signs.

Mrs. Gao is one of the five fingers of the shouhe society. She is an elder who was expelled by the holy land of Kunlun. She looks old and can be blown down in a gust of wind. In fact, she has lived for more than 400 years and is a good Ming citizen.

It's Mrs. Gao's ability to skillfully use Qi and fly boulders in the air. In four hundred years, she has traveled all over the world to master all martial arts. With the blessing of "Qi", her strength, speed and reaction will be greatly increased.

Daisy didn't want to provoke this kind of enemy, but both sides had met, and all the men sent by the other side had been killed. She was very suspicious.

What's more, Mrs. Gao is not a policeman. She doesn't talk about evidence, she just looks at the results.

Daisy's going to take the lead, and even if she can't kill this old thing, she's going to get rid of New York.

In the next few days, she specially observed from a distance with a telescope in that area. The other side was very secretive, but always left traces.

Not surprisingly, this is a "washing powder" processing factory. Daisy estimates that the internal space is very large. There is only a small door on the outside, and there are two big men guarding the door with a small flush, which can be said to be heavily guarded.

At midnight every day, when the door opens, a blind man with a satchel on his back stumbles to deliver the goods. This is Mrs. Gao's business in New York.

Looking at the eyes of the deliverer being dug out, Daisy's heart is full of anger, this old thing damn!

She didn't act rashly. It's the punisher, not her, who likes to be a lone hero.

He has always been an ordinary citizen in his last life, and he doesn't want to be a hero in this life.

Daisy asked for help from the police.

Although there are more New York gangsters than she has met, there are a few good people.

Instead of hacking, she began to sift by relying on the list on the police external website.

George Stacey is the New York police chief, Gwen Stacey's father-in-law and the father-in-law of spider man.

Originally, this was a good helper. Unfortunately, she had a high weight on location and went out for a meeting every now and then. Daisy couldn't see this person by conventional means.

She only remembers a big father, but she has left.

Pick and choose, and finally target the patrolman Brett Mahoney, who was born in hell kitchen. This black man is one of the few policemen who didn't collect black money.

He is a friend of the night devil and a good policeman who is determined to maintain the order of hell kitchen.

Daisy also met him. After all, her predecessor was one of the aborigines, but she was not familiar with him.

As bright walked around the corner, Daisy adjusted her frequency slightly to make herself look especially friendly and trustworthy. Then she walked quickly.

"Hey, officer." She looks a little flustered and looks like a savior.

"I know you. What's the matter?" The black policeman saw her face and thought for a moment. In their eyes, all Chinese Americans look the same. If Daisy wasn't really beautiful, he couldn't recognize her.

When Daisy looked around carefully, she lowered her voice and said, "I found a processing factory where disabled people were used to manufacture and sell products on a large scale..."

at first, bright wanted to scold her for her nonsense. This kind of case is not for a little girl to get involved in, but Daisy's vibration frequency made him bear to listen to it.

After hearing this, Brett was sweating. It was hard to do whether it was true or not. After all, he was a patrolman.

Although a little unbelievable, he said frankly: "I'm just a patrolman. If your information is true, then you need to report back to the police station. Shall I take you?"

Why do you want to report to the police! The front foot reports the case, and the back foot informs. Daisy once again sympathizes with the intelligence of the black people.

But she can't directly tell the black patrol that the NYPD is corrupt.

"Don't you talk about evidence? You and I will go to the scene tonight. After all, I don't have any guns or fighting ability... "Daisy began to act pathetic.

Brett thought about it and thought it was reasonable. Now he simply reported it. If it's true, it's easy to say. If it's false, it's bad luck for him.

At this time, he went to the scene to prove the truth of the news. No matter how the final decision was made, he could not get away with the credit.

Honest people also want to be promoted. Who wants to be a patrolman all his life!

She took a look at Daisy. She was really a delicate girl. She immediately nodded her head and agreed.

In the middle of the night, Daisy and the black patrolman are hiding in a small building. Two hundred meters away is Mrs. Gao's washing powder processing factory."Is that what you call a factory? It looks like it's not big Asked bright.

Daisy smile, a surge of intelligence on the rolling arises spontaneously "look at its building height, one meter higher than ordinary residential, don't you think there is a problem?"? I have calculated the electricity supply and drinking water consumption nearby. There must be a large underground space below. It is conservatively estimated that there will be hundreds of people. "

While they were talking, the door opened, and a thin man with a blind stick knocked on the ground and came out slowly.

In the dark night, the blind man staggered forward with a big bag across his shoulder.

As a good friend of the night devil, bright has met a blind man. He can see that he is really blind.

"Is this guy what you call a porter? Why... "

Daisy sneered, "why use blind people? Blind people will not be searched, even if they are caught, there will be no multiple penalties, and they are not born blind....

Brett saw it with his own eyes, and no doubt in his heart.

If a few blind people open a massage center, it is impossible to hire two big men to stand guard at the door. There must be something wrong behind that small door.

Daisy drew another sketch for him: "the blind man will get on at the second intersection ahead. I don't know where the car will take him."

She didn't provide many clues, but all of them explained one thing. This is a big case. Behind the scenes, there are a series of people to be arrested, such as manufacturing, processing and sales.

The black patrolman looked at her and Daisy nodded with a sense of justice.

"If it's really like what you said, it's too big for the branch to solve." He said hesitantly.

"Do you think the news will leak?" Daisy asked.

The black patrolman nodded. No one was a fool. A bunch of people could see the black money, but they didn't mention it.

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