Ace of the Dragon Division

Weathers felt the difficulty of things, and when he found out nothing, Sal's gang of four men looked at him angrily.

“Sir, you're not gonna tell us it's Fool's Day, are you? ”

Weathers shrugged: “May I? ”

At the end of the day, a bottle of wine belonging to Sal's men hit him in the head.

One of those plainclothes pulled a gun at Sal and them.

The Mexicans didn't give a shit, one for Sal, and their bosses blocked the bullet's eye and confronted the cops.

Weathers got dizzy and shook his head and stopped biting his teeth, and the subordinates didn't fire because he knew that the group was definitely armed.

“I will complain to your leader.” Sal was blowing a cigar and watching Weathers hum.

Weathers waved and evacuated with a horse.

He just broke in, didn't find anything, didn't have a search warrant, and he was targeting a group of capable Mexican gangsters, and the case was settled.

Charges of defamation of innocence.

Weathers' men grabbed the gauze and simply wrapped their heads around Weathers. When several people went downstairs, they rubbed their shoulders against Lin Dong.

Lin Dong walked into the suite and Sal and others greeted him warmly.

“My master won't come up. This is the end of the day. I'll get the money. ”

“Ready.” Sal shook his head.

This morning's earnings card was ready, and his men handed it directly to Lin Dong.

“See you tonight.” Lin Dong walked down the stairs as he passed by the retreating group of policemen.

Weathers first took a casual look at Lin Dong.

Asian.

Chirp!

I think Weathers remembered something. His pupils popped open!

Cafe!

The Asian!

He used his phone to scream several commands in a row!

“Go, go to Ali's to Vegas! ”

Weathers came to Alia's Vegas office, and the person in charge was screaming, and he saw him come in, and he dropped a file bag on the table, and he said, “Officer Weathers, come on, tell me what to do with the money. ”

This is a financial statement from the deficit this morning.

“There was a single million gambling this morning, and I felt strange, and if not, it was really those people. Another hundred million is gone! ”

When Weathers looked at the bill, he said to the technician, "Can I get some surveillance? Check out this video for the millions of chips. ”

The technician transferred several video footage to Weathers, and after the technician excluded the others, he targeted the type of person who only gambled once and left.

Finally, we started locking down the first three.

“Find out what the three of them are betting on.” Weathers asked.

Because in his head, he remembers the Asian guy in the cafe yelling three commands at his cell phone, big and small!

After the technician synchronized the opening with the gambler's screen time, he found that the results of the synchronization time opening were: “The first person, betting big, won a million; then big, won 2 million; then small, won 4 million! ”

Weathers had a thunderous downtime in his head!

The answer is exactly the same!

That man!

That's the guy! The guy who said all three orders big and small in front of himself, the exact answer to the bet that was won here!

The suspect who hasn't been found in half a day is giving orders in front of himself!

Shout out.

Weathers rushed straight out of the casino towards the cafe. But by the time he got to the cafe, the man was gone!

Humiliated!

Endless humiliation! He must have known he was the FBI and the man in charge of the case, but this is the kind of man behind the scenes who intentionally took all the money from the casino in front of himself! And I don't know anything!

Weathers felt the humiliation of a lifetime like never before!

This was the first time he had been humiliated with his nose on his nose since the case was closed.

Weathers suddenly hated the Asians very much.

He saw the back of the Asians in the corner and hurried over to pull it off, thinking it was Xu Cheng.

But when he turned his face, he realized it wasn't, and the Asians looked at him with wonder and said, "Is something wrong? ”

“It's okay, go back to your country.” Weathers was already angry, so he said something inappropriate.

“I'm suing you for racial discrimination! ”

“Whatever!” Weathers left as soon as he finished.

When he returned to the casino, his men began to close, and his assistant came to him and said, "The boss asked you to come back to headquarters and you might be blamed. ”

Weathers smiled bitterly.

At this point, the head of Alia's casino came out and yelled at him: "I've complained about you, you piece of shit! ”

Weathers came to the FBI headquarters, went into his boss's office, sat opposite him with his hands forked, and held a bunch of complaints about Weathers.

“Look at all this, what you've done.” The boss glanced at him with anger: "Sal, they're complaining about the Mexican mob from four Vegas cities questioning your professionalism, and they suspect that you're not doing anything with the money, which is embarrassing; and this report, if it comes out, don't say it's you, we'll all be under pressure from public opinion, and you know that Asian millionaires have become more and more fond of traveling here over the years, and you discriminate against people, you know what racial discrimination means here? If this report is exposed, the FBI is doomed. Understood? What the hell are you doing? ”

Weathers looked at the gauze on his head and said, "I'm blinded by the bottle. ”

“Why don't we just beat you to death?” Boss, but: “Sal, these people know their identity is sensitive, you should be more careful. Forget the first time you break in. I carry it down under pressure. This second time you break into private territory, you eat your personal privacy rights? What are you doing without a warrant? This time they just bounced on you instead of eating bullets to get you to see God! ”

“Don't worry, sir, it won't happen again," said Weathers. ”

“And next time?” His boss glanced at him: "It gave you a vacation, someone else came. The four families over in Vegas said you couldn't handle the case. Let's change our abilities to someone strong to take over. ”

Weathers was unhappy: "Sir! I already know who's behind this! ”

Superior: “Who is it? ”

Weathers: "An Asian! ”

The boss sneered: "You just racially discriminated against an Asian, and now you're saying that the mastermind is Asian. Do you want to maximize your opinion? Do you want to force the FBI to die? ”

Weathers couldn't help but laugh: “I know what he looks like. ”

Boss: “Well, do you have proof? ”

Weathers: “I… did not…"

The boss sighed: "Go on vacation, change this to someone else. I have removed all of your teams from the case and will return to take over the job. ”