The call with Aiken ended, and Li Qin called Smith.

I thought I was telling him the situation on the phone, but I didn't expect that he was on duty at the rural and pastoral police station tonight, so I drove here.

The old butler Gadru was alarmed and walked out of the bedroom on the first floor in his nightgown: "Sir, has something happened?"

Li Qin is in a good mood.

Happiness is often based on the pain of others. Even if things have not yet settled, they are still coming soon.

"Have you disturbed? Nothing happened, Smith is coming, you can continue to rest."

Gadru nodded and left.

But when Li Qin welcomed Smith into the door, he brought twice as strong coffee on a tray, decent and thoughtful.

Smith took a sip, and the bitterness made him frown, but he woke up a lot: "I called Isaac on the way here, but he didn't answer, so it should be inconvenient."

"You said on the phone that something happened?"

Of course, the sheriff didn't have to be on duty all day long, but Smith knew that it would be taking action tonight, so she did not go home. Instead, she was waiting for news in case of any accidents and could think of any final remedies.

Li Qin smiled and said, "It's not a bad thing. Isaac's people met Adrian. The reason why Aiken didn't reply was that he said he wanted to give me a surprise...hahaha."

Hearing this, Smith was stunned for a moment, and then he became amused: "Surprise? It seems that Mr. Chief of Staff really attaches importance to you. This is indeed not a bad thing, so the current situation is..."

"The plan remains unchanged. FBI and Eugene police will work together to handle the case. They caught a Paul's confidant, Fez and his nephew."

"I know that person." Smith nodded: "It depends on whether Old George can open his mouth now. In addition, Paul should take action now. He is very cautious. Once he finds out that he can't contact Fez, he must know something is wrong."

Li Qin disagreed: "At least he won't run away and leave such a big family business."

Smith said: "I am a person who is worried about the tobacco and alcohol business. He will obviously manage relevant departments well and this business will not make much money."

"It mainly provides fun for the rich and powerful, and this is all about accumulating connections."

I have to admit that Paul’s actions are worth learning and reference.

As Smith said, making money is small, selling a few automatic weapons all year round, so you may not even be able to pay the land tax on such a large area of ​​land as the Western Shooting Range.

The main thing is to win over the powerful and wealthy people in the social circle. A person’s favor may be very subtle, but if more than a dozen people accumulate together and work together for a certain thing, their influence will be quite impressive.

Li Qin knew what Smith wanted to say.

Of course, Paul would not sit still and wait for death, using these connections and even the powerful to buy firearms to get him out of his guilt.

But the problem is...

"Smith, there is a saying in China that is called 'The tree falls and the monkeys on the tree will leave,' which means that a tree falls and the monkeys on the tree will leave, because there is never a shortage of big trees in the forest. Even monkeys will not be stupid enough to let the collapsed big trees hit themselves. Instead, they hide as far as they want, let alone people."

The American way of thinking is very straightforward, at least ordinary people do not have rich cultural accumulation. Unlike in China, primary school students can talk about some historical celebrities and idioms and allusions casually.

However, politicians inherited the fighting skills of the European aristocratic circle, and the bad water in their stomachs was dirtier than the other.

So Smith is also worried that Paul will turn the tables, but Li Qin believes-

"He's over, everything is over!"

"Even if George can't pry Fez's mouth open, we still have Helena. Under the influence of public opinion, the tobacco and alcohol agency cannot sit still and wait for death, and even get rid of his relationship with Paul as soon as possible."

Smith reached out to serve the coffee, but stopped again. He didn't like too strong coffee.

What is more appropriate at this time should be two glasses of celebratory wine.

Li Qin smiled when he saw his movements.

He got up and walked to the wine cabinet where the wine was placed in the living room, poured two glasses of whiskey for the two of them.

"Should Paul."

"Should Paul."

...

Eugene.

Western shooting range.

Even without the Eugene Police Department's surprise inspection of the outdoor shop, this night was destined to be sleepless.

My son's life was ruined.

This is a great sorrow for an old father.

There may be room for remedy, but it will still leave ugly scars.

Brian and Patty continue to get married. The best result is to use inhibitory drugs to adjust the virus in the body. At the lowest value, whether the child will inherit the hiv will be passed on to God. All the probability is left to God for judgment.

But the Paul family, which has been passed down for a hundred years, is likely to wither.

"Paul, Phis's phone can't be reached."

Time passed a long time, and someone noticed something was wrong and came to report immediately.

In the living room, Paul was praying for confession. When he heard this, he suddenly woke up. His sleepless fatigue made his eyes covered with bloodshot, and his expression was both sickly pale and hideous and terrifying.

But he didn't get angry and said in a low voice: "Then call Simon, Fez's nephew, weren't they going together?"

The man said, "Simon's phone can't be reached..."

"Do you want me to go to the cabin and see what's going on? Maybe they're drinking too much there!"

"Damn!" Paul finally couldn't control his emotions because he was sure: "What happened, something must have happened!"

"Don't go to the cabin, forget about this. The cabin has nothing to do with us. If you find someone to ask about the situation, whether Fez and Simon were arrested."

"I want to contact Inspector Orlando."

Orlando is a member of the tobacco and alcohol agency.

Having received a lot of benefits from them, they are naturally responsible for covering and replacing legal scrapped gun documents.

But the man thought Paul's reaction was overreacting: "Paul, isn't that exaggerated, right? No one knows about us."

"What's more, I just sold a few guns."

Paul was furious and felt that everyone around him was so stupid.

This is true for the son and the subordinates.

"Idiots, how many? Even an automatic weapon is enough to put us all in jail. This is a reselling of arms and a serious crime. What's more, we used the automatic weapon of the civilian group to drop the bag and forcefully scrapped it."

The man finally felt the seriousness of the matter and turned around and ran away.

Paul did not wait for news from Fez, but called Inspector Orlando as soon as possible.

Even if it was a false alarm in the end.

This business is about to end here.

All possible evidence of guilt must be destroyed.

...

Eugene Police Department.

Interrogation room.

One left and one right, both interrogation rooms were on lights.

The young man who was shot in the leg was named Simon. He had already done a simple treatment in the hospital. The remaining bullets shot on the ground did not cause too much damage.

But the pain is certain, not to mention that he already knows the seriousness of this matter. Maybe he will go to jail, so he is very scared.

"Simon, we all know that this matter has nothing to do with you. If you can tell us what you know, you may not even be sentenced. The worst result is community service and probation."

"In such things, don't be heroes, because those who violate the law are not heroes."

Isaac said.

Simon sat on a chair, wanting to speak but stopping.

He didn't know much, but it was definitely enough for Paul to drink a pot, but he also knew the price of being a traitor.

"It was my uncle who took me there, and I didn't know anything."

Isaac was not surprised: "So, your uncle is the mastermind? Between Paul and your uncle, do you even hope that your uncle will go to jail? You are such a filial child."

"I..." Simon opened his mouth, but he restrained himself again. He wanted to win sympathy in the crying voice: "Sir, I really don't know anything. You should ask my uncle."

"What a pity, I gave you a chance. You know that FBI will participate in the action tonight. I may not care, but FBI people are all hyenas and will not give up until they achieve their goals."

"You can leave with no clue, but you want to do the right thing with us? Then no one can help you."

Isaac went out after saying that, without any pauses.

Bang.

The door is closed.

Simon was the only one left, biting his lips tightly, making his lips turn white. He was struggling, but he knew how to choose to go to prison and die.

After all, the sky collapsed and the uncle was still holding on.

In the aisle.
To be continued...