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

"Is identity troublesome?"

Dean's first reaction was that the owner of those secretions had official connections in Los Angeles.

Elden nodded: "According to the genetic material comparison, the secretions from the deceased George's body match the genetic material of two ladies, one is a lady named Li Meimei.

Another person. Her name is Aisha. "

"So the trouble is with that rich woman named Aisha?"

"Yes, her father, the president of the Los Angeles Truckers' Union, an annoying Italian."

When Elden mentioned this person, disgust appeared on his stern face: "That group of people is the bleached mafia. When I was young, they provided me with a lot of material for practicing. The world has changed too fast. What used to be a bad guy has turned into a successful guy."

Hearing this, Dean understood.

Many guilds in the United States were originally established by the Mafia.

In the early years, they controlled the wooing of workers, and at the same time squeezed, they whitewashed themselves, turned protection fees into labor costs, and at the same time ate the workers and those factory owners, accumulating a lot of wealth.

At the same time, their positions in the guild also followed the mafia's succession habits, father to son, son to son.

In the absence of strong external force to change, it has been passed down from generation to generation, and at the same time, through the affection of the mafia of the ancestors, they colluded with each other to form a huge influence network that can affect the election.

America is real.

As long as you have money and votes, then you are a good friend and partner of those rich and powerful!

This is why Eldon said that it will be difficult to check Dean next.

Because in his opinion, if Dean continues to investigate, then Aisha greets her husband, and Dean may be suspended.

Dean thought about that too.

Although he also has the identity of a member of Dean Lucchese's mafia family.

But the Lucchese family has declined.

I don't know if the other party is willing to buy the account of the Lucchese family.

Huh~

Dean let out a breath and shrugged helplessly: "It seems that we can only hope that Ms. Li Meimei can provide us with some useful information."

Because the body of the deceased, George, had Li Meimei's secretions after having sex.

So she received a formal summons from the Fourth Squadron.

trial room.

A middle-aged woman of "American style" with a raised eyebrow and looking a little mean, holding a slender cigarette, crossed her legs, and looked at the handsome Dean with interest.

Beside her, a white middle-aged lawyer with back hair and gold-rimmed glasses also looked relaxed, obviously not paying attention to Dean, a little detective.

This is the first time Dean has interrogated a suspect accompanied by a lawyer.

He lowered his head and checked Li Meimei's profile information.

According to the data display.

Li Meimei, 39 years old, has been divorced three times. She was born in the United States. Her ancestral home is in Guangdong Province, China. Her father is the owner of several garment factories. Her net worth is hundreds of millions. She has some influence in the rich Chinese business circle in Los Angeles.

This means that the other party is likely to know Saul Aston.

Dean suspected that if there was really a problem with Li Meimei in front of him, Saul Aston's Secretary Qiu would call him first without the help of a lawyer.

After all, the relationship between people in the United States is more explicit than that of any other country.

Dean knocked on the table, raised his head, and showed a gentle smile: "Ms. Li, we found your bodily fluids on the body of the deceased George, can you explain, when did you communicate with him on the night of George's death?" .”

Li Meimei raised her eyebrows.

She didn't like that Dean said it so bluntly!

Unexpectedly, under the handsome appearance of this inspector, it is so vulgar and direct, without any connotation and gentlemanly demeanor.

down!

Li Meimei shook the cigarette ash on her hands, and said casually: "Sorry, I drank some wine that day, I don't remember."

Dean glanced at the lawyer next to Li Meimei, and slowly got up: "Understood, since this is the case, you can go, but I suggest that you better call and ask your father, after all, there is such a stupid person like you Daughter, he probably broke his heart."

"Detective Dean!"

The middle-aged lawyer who didn't speak except at the beginning and after the self-introduction turned serious in an instant, and said solemnly: "You have made personal attacks on my employer, and I have reason to doubt your professionalism!"

"Oh, if you want to file a complaint, feel free to file a complaint." Dean looked relaxed: "Speaking of which, I have killed no less than a dozen criminals and have maintained a record of zero complaints so far. As the first person to file a complaint against me, I will Very impressed with you, Mr. Lawyer!"

Dean grinned and winked at Harry.

Harry got up and made a gesture of seeing off the guests.

Such a gesture shocked this well-known lawyer in Los Angeles.

There is a very interesting phenomenon among the big-name lawyers in the United States.

That is, they often have a relationship with many members of the local justice department, who may have a relationship with classmates or even friends, and their private relationship with each other is generally not too bad.

This also let him know some inside information.

"Fourth Squadron. The new director of the Internal Affairs Investigation Division, Raymond, who is very proud recently."

The middle-aged lawyer, suddenly appeared in the eyes.

It is estimated that this young Inspector Dean is from Raymond!

Li Meimei was waiting for the lawyer beside her to face Dean.

Unexpectedly, this old dog lost his temper as soon as he barked.

Li Meimei was suddenly dissatisfied.

She threw away the cigarette butt in her hand, raised her eyebrows, and said angrily, "Tumen, get him done!"

The middle-aged lawyer, Tumen, looked embarrassed: "Miss Li, a simple complaint has little effect on him. The key point is that Detective Dean is the person in charge of Raymond. Raymond and your father are both Mr. Saul." Friends, we are not good at dealing with him."

"Ramon?"

The face of a refined middle-aged man quickly appeared in Li Meimei's mind.

Not how famous Raymond is in Los Angeles.

Instead, her family relied on Mr. Saul to gain a foothold in Los Angeles, but Raymond was a rare white subordinate of Mr. Saul, so most of the rich Chinese families that Saul worked with knew such a person.

"Raymond and my father are probably on the same level with Mr. Saul, and this little boy belongs to Raymond. In other words, he is just a dog of Mr. Saul."

Dean = dog.

She is her father's only daughter.

So myself \u003e Dean.

In Li Meimei's mind, she took the initiative to do simple and crude addition and subtraction, and then came to a very 'magical' conclusion: I can afford this little boy!

It's impossible for Meng En to fight against himself because of a dog, right?

I am more important than this little boy!

Think about it this way.

Li Meimei looked at Dean with dangerous eyes.

Speaking up.

Although this little white face made her feel very uncomfortable, but it looks thin and tender, with three-dimensional features and a very well-proportioned body, I don't know how it tastes.

The point is that it doesn't look too old.

Proper little tender grass!

Li Meimei licked her lips, and the irritating picture of herself slapping Dean in the face, asking him to kneel and beg her for forgiveness, honestly wearing a uniform, and kneeling on the ground to 'put' her toes came to mind involuntarily.

Just think about it.

There were bursts of 'chao' red on her face.

Dean looked at the two of them muttering something, and then that Li Meimei just stood there in a daze, as if she was in heat, with an ugly posture.

He sighed helplessly and took out his phone.

This woman has pure brain problems.

Dean couldn't believe that her father really only had such a FW daughter.

So before the arraignment.

From Meng En, he got the private phone number between Li Meimei and Aisha's father.

It is impossible to fight, and it is not good to threaten.

I can only find the parents.

After the call is made.

Wait a moment.

A thick male voice came from the other end: "Who?"

"Mr. Li Lei?" Dean said directly in standard Chinese: "I am Inspector Dean of the Fourth Squadron. Now your daughter and the daughter of the chairman of the truck association are involved in a murder case. In order to avoid misunderstanding, there is too much trouble. Big news, I may need to use some means to make your daughter sober."

Li Meimei is stupid.

His father can become a billionaire in a foreign country instead of becoming a nourishment here, he is definitely not an idiot!

Sol was worrying that the rich Chinese under him were too powerful, and he definitely had the idea of ​​beating them to avoid being coerced.

As the saying goes, shoot the bird that stands out.

Now is the opportunity to deliver.

Li Meimei's father was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Your Chinese is pretty standard. If you have time to drink tea, I will help my daughter and apologize to you. As for Meimei, if she really killed the person, just send it in."

After speaking, the other side directly hung up the phone.

This is exactly what Dean guessed.

It is impossible for the other party to have only one daughter, Li Meimei, and for this daughter, it is also a matter of giving up, and giving up, which is a deep choice.

Li Meimei still doesn't know what happened.

Years of alcohol, sexual indulgence, and high fans made her brain nerves abnormal. It was only good medical insurance that did not turn her into a slut.

But once caught in self-illusion.

Li Meimei's performance was still a bit unbearable.

Lawyer Tumen, after waiting for a while, saw that Li Meimei was still the same, and wanted to wake her up speechlessly.

Sudden.

The phone on his waist vibrated.

Tumen took out his mobile phone, and when he saw the number of the caller, he straightened his face, answered it respectfully, and nodded while responding.

moment.

He hung up the phone, glanced at Li Meimei who was already immersed in the world of lust, shook his head, picked up his briefcase, nodded to Dean and Harry, and left the interrogation room without looking back.

bang~

The door of the interrogation room was closed again and again.

Li Meimei's body trembled and she woke up from nothingness.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, showing Harry's familiar silver smile, and hooked her fingers at Dean: "What are you still standing here for, if you want the Queen to forgive you, then"

Harry: "."

What is this woman talking about?

Mental disorder?

Dean is much simpler and rougher.

He grabbed the desk lamp on the side and walked towards Li Meimei with a smile.

With approach.

Li Meimei finally realized something was wrong, and stepped back: "What do you want to do?"

"Keep you awake."

Dean raised the lamp in his hand.

"No, my dad is Li Lei, he... ah!"

The skin and flesh trembled.

Li Meimei screamed, clutched her arms and fell to the ground, curled up into a ball, tears and snot pouring out exaggeratedly, let this rich second-generation woman who did not meet Dean's aesthetics, see what is real trial.

Dean doesn't care about the other side's misfortune.

He has endured this woman for a long time!

The desk lamp was raised again.

Li Meimei didn't care to howl miserably, and begged for mercy: "I was wrong, don't hit me, I'm a woman, you can't."

Another snap.

The lamp bases were scattered all over the place.

Li Meimei also passed out blissfully with a distorted and hideous expression of pain.

"It's just a pig, I don't know what her father wants to do with this kind of thing." Dean threw the desk lamp without the base to the ground.

He controls power.

The reason why Li Meimei fainted was because her endurance was too bad.

Harry, who was on the side, walked up to Dean with a smile, and after spitting on the ground, shrugged: "This woman is fainting now, do you want me to rush that Elsa?"

Outside the interrogation room.

Daisy looked awkwardly at the blond young woman beside her, whose face was pale with fright, and said dryly, "Ms. Aisha, they are usually very gentle."

Elsa: "."

She wants to go home!

There is one more chapter.

Thank you for putting it in the next chapter.

It is expected to come out around twelve o'clock.