The snowflakes danced in the wind, covering all of New York. Passing through the snow-covered forest road, the seemingly abandoned garbage disposal plant was very lively. It was only early in the morning, but the police cars had already surrounded the place. Now, in addition to the New York police, there were also some FBI agents entering and exiting the place. The workers who were previously here were now under control and were gathered in a few rooms on the periphery, interrogating key personnel. As for the rest, they were also under control and were not allowed to leave. They looked more like criminals than victims.
Facing the dancing snow, a dark black Cadillac sports car roared and arrived in front of them in the blink of an eye. Seeing that it was about to collide with the parked police car, the Cadillac suddenly turned and skidded sideways with a violent and sharp screech. When it was only twenty centimeters away from the rear of a police car, it stopped completely.
A tall and handsome white man in a black suit walked out of the car and slammed the door. There was a cold air on his face.
The two police officers standing on the periphery looked at each other and pretended not to see him, allowing him to pass through them.
The factory area in front had already been cordoned off. The man walked straight to a row of houses on the side and pushed the door open. Inside were the workers of the garbage disposal plant. When they saw him enter, they all stood up and bowed. "Mr. Smith."
"How much did we lose?"
Looking outside, he closed the door and asked directly. An employee lowered his head. "About two hundred kilograms …"
"Who the f * ck did it?"
"Bill didn't see clearly. He was knocked out by a slap. Now the police are interrogating him."
"I didn't see clearly!" Smith nodded and repeated. "What about you at the time?
You actually called the police for such a big thing, and the police only called me now. Do you know the tone of that b * tch Eisen on the phone?
Mr. Smith, several people died in your factory, and we also found about two hundred kilograms of heroin. Did you lose it … Wow, it seems like he was talking about two hundred kilograms of flour, and I accidentally spilled it on the road … "
"We …" With a nervous look on their faces, the few people on duty at night looked at each other. It was so cold last night, and the treatment plant suspended work. Naturally, they found a warm place to sleep. Who knew that such a big thing would happen? For a moment, it was difficult for them to speak. "It's … it's someone who called the police. The police came quickly, and then they checked the garbage … They didn't allow us to contact the outside. In fact, the police first found that the heroin had been mixed in the garbage, we, we …"
"You!"
Smith spat out this word, but now was not the time to deal with these idiots. The expression on his face changed several times. He took a deep breath. The door behind him.... and a police officer appeared at the door.... "Mr. Smith, you're here............... Good morning?
Are you in charge of this place.
With a smile, Smith turned around. "Hey, Eisen, we're really fated. The weather is good today, so I'm in a good mood. Unfortunately, I'm also in charge of this place."
"Four people died, and one of your people … Oh, maybe it's your employee. After all, you do legitimate business … He was slapped unconscious, and the one who died was your … employee. He was shot directly in the head. You know, from a professional point of view, that shot was really beautiful.
There are three people whose identities are unknown. They were directly thrown into the compressor and became like compressed biscuits. I think you'll be allergic to compressed biscuits for three months after seeing it.
That's junk food. I've always advised everyone not to eat it. "
The police officer named Eisen obviously had a bone to pick with Smith. At this time, he seemed to be gloating. "Oh, of course, it's hard to say. The Mafia used to do this kind of thing. They threw the people they wanted to kill into the garbage disposal plant and compressed them into biscuits. I mean … Maybe as Americans, we're already used to it, haha."
Eisen laughed and patted Smith on the shoulder. Smith also laughed and stared at the other party. There was a trace of anger in his eyes. He withdrew his hand and the other party also stopped laughing. "It's like this. Since this happened in the place you're in charge of, I think it's only right for you to come over and assist in the investigation …"
"Of course, it's the responsibility of every citizen to assist the police in solving cases."
"In addition, there was a large batch of heroin that was compressed into biscuits with the three people. Our preliminary estimate is about 200 kilograms. We now suspect that you're related to this batch of drugs …"
"What do you mean!"
Smith said loudly and took a step forward. "Someone else caused trouble in my factory and killed my workers, but you think I'm guilty. Is this the logic of the police?"
"It's just a suspicion, don't be nervous."
Eisen smiled and spread out his hands. "It's the job of the police to make reasonable inferences and then seek confirmation from certain clues. If we decide to prosecute you, of course, you can also ask a lawyer to defend you and prove that you're innocent. You can wait here for a while, and then we'll send you to the police station. After that, we may need your help with something. Please don't refuse."
He smiled and was ready to leave. After taking two steps, he turned back and said, "Oh, yes, you have the right to remain silent now, but … sorry, I think you've heard this too many times, so I won't say more. However, there's still something I have to tell you. You drove over the speed limit when you came here, and the ticket has been placed on your windshield. Remember to pay the fine. Goodbye, good citizen … Mr. Smith."
"Bullshit!"
He stretched out his hand and punched a hole in the wooden door. In the distance, the police officer shrugged in the snow and disappeared around the corner of the road.
At the same time, in front of the big pit in the middle of the garbage disposal plant, a huge piece of compressed garbage had been hung out. A group of people surrounded this piece of garbage.
Many things were so badly mangled that they could not be seen clearly, but some could still be identified. In addition, the FBI's operation at the airport last night had been met with resistance. The current situation was very clear. There was no need for too many test results. All that was left was to speculate and predict.
"Two Japanese and one American. According to the testimony of the witnesses at the airport, they were chopped into pieces as soon as they got into the car. The car matches as well, so it should be them. The problem now is who did it, Yanhuang Awakening?
Miracle of Creation?
Or is it that Tulip who killed without a care for anything?
"Also … that 200 kilograms of heroin should be the Gambino family's. However, there's no evidence, so we can't accuse them of any crime. Generally speaking, they shouldn't involve the underworld in their actions. 200 kilograms of heroin, are they using it as seasoning in their biscuits?
Or is it the other party's unique sense of humor? "
Standing beside the big pit, Deniz Lavon and Michelle Philip were not the only FBI agents. Due to the commotion caused by Tulip in China, there were more than one or two groups of people who were responsible for this incident. However, other than Deniz and Michelle, there was only one other man and woman who were here. At this moment, the four of them were standing here, analyzing the possibilities of this incident.
"I think it might be Tulip," said the tall Deniz.
"Of course, it's purely my intuition after watching the video yesterday. She seems to be the kind of person who likes to do this."
"If she's the one who did it, this incident is a little too much."
Michelle frowned. "According to the current clues, although China claims that Tulip is one of them, the current intelligence points in one direction, which is that the two parties don't have a definite subordinate relationship. Basically, Tulip is still a free person. It's just that the current situation is sensitive, so no one is focused on dealing with her. She's going against an organization by herself. If it were me, the killing in the early hours of the morning yesterday would be a deterrent, and the incident at noon would be to obtain some information. She wants to force America's Pei Luojia to take a step back and let her go this time. The deterrent force would be enough.
Why did she kill these two insignificant Japanese people? Was it to vent her anger because of the incident in China's Jianghai City? "
"That's right. It's not worth it to do this."
An agent next to him nodded. "These two Japanese people came to New York as emissaries. They don't have much value, but killing them, regardless of whether it's for face or for other reasons, America's Pei Luojia branch won't let it go. Doing something so superfluous, although the style is somewhat similar, unless Tulip is crazy, she wouldn't do this. I think it's possible that someone else did it, purposely imitating Tulip's method. After all, the guy who was knocked out said that the person who knocked him out was a man. With Tulip's strength, of course, she could knock out a strong man with one slap, but if it was a man … Tulip's partner would only be that Chinese boy called Gu Jiaming. Although we can't rule out the possibility that he's very skilled, but … it shouldn't be to this extent …"
"The drugs came from the Gambino family. The Gambino family and Salier family have a tense relationship now.
And Gu Jiaming is related to the mother and daughter from the Salier family. "
In the snowstorm, the female agent at the side pushed up the glasses on her nose. "This is a very obvious connection … It's too obvious. Although 200 kilograms of drugs will bring some trouble to the Gambino family, I think Tulip's method of killing people is too petty. She could have killed Smith or the new godfather, John D 'Amico. Heh, this is too much.
She made Tulip go crazy and made it impossible for North America's Pei Luojia to negotiate with her. Who would want this to happen the most? "
She paused, and Michelle, who was standing opposite her, nodded. "A miracle."
"That's right. In America, they are the only ones who have a direct conflict with Pei Luojia. Therefore, I think that the possibility of a miracle is more than 70%. Tulip … is less than 30% …"
In the junkyard, the FBI was analyzing the case before them. In a room surrounded by snow in New York City, a phone call connected to Japan on the other side of the ocean. Caslort was talking to Yu Shou Cang. "… Regarding Watanabe-kun's matter this time, it's our dereliction of duty. I'll definitely take responsibility for it. We'll definitely find out who the opponent is. Yes, he's coming over, hehe … He played here two years ago, and we had a good relationship. Also, send my regards to Ah Xi … There's an old saying in China that heroes come from the young … Yes, goodbye …"
After hanging up the phone, the person in charge of Pei Luojia in North America had a calm expression on his face. Then, he smiled and looked across the office desk. "Mr. Yu Shou Cang wants me to send my regards to you. Zhuang … last night's incident, they think that it might be Tulip. What do you think?"
"I just came back not long ago, so it's hard to say."
The voice on the other end was calm and gentle like a woman's. "However, looking at the current situation, the third incident is slightly different from the previous two.
It's not appropriate. "
"I think so too. Please continue."
"Without a motive, there's no benefit."
Zhuang Amir paused for a moment. "Tulip's first two actions had a very strong motive. The first time, the street killing was the most impactful. She displayed her ability, the calmest killing, and her precise control over the entire situation. The second time, she took away the information. Although it was old information, no one knew what kind of effect it would have after it was organized and calculated. In terms of concealment, this was a greater threat. However, the third time, she had no reason to attack Mr. Watanabe and the others. Even if she wanted them dead, it would be enough to secretly inform the FBI. However, it was she who took action after that that made people feel that it was strange. I heard that the Gambino family's heroin was thrown into the trash, which is even more laughable … Besides, this is purely my personal selfishness. Blood splattered everywhere in the car where Mr. Watanabe and the others died. As a beautiful lady like Tulip, she shouldn't have blood splattered all over her body. Anyone who thinks this way is blasphemous to that beautiful lady."
"I think we're on the same page."
Caslort lowered his head. After a moment, he smiled at the other end. "Pay attention to the miracle of creation. Attack them at any time. We can't be played by them like fools."
The smarter a person was, the more they would be afraid of lunatics. This was because they thought too much and considered everything. Sometimes, they would be blinded by small doubts. For a so-called wise person, acting without any pattern was the most terrifying. A fool couldn't win against a wise person, but a lunatic … could maintain a 50% chance of winning under any circumstances. If one could grasp this lunacy, their chances of winning might be higher.
On this snowy morning, Jiaming was thinking about such things.
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