"Of course, this is the right given to you by the Constitution, but can you let me see your gun?"

The freedom to hold a gun is stipulated in the Constitution. No one can deprive him of a gun as long as he holds a gun legally. For the robber who breaks into a restaurant, the boss has unlimited self-defense rights. He can use lethal weapons to defend his family and property from infringement.

Old Jack and the boss confirmed the incident, while Charlotte and the boss came to the inner room, and saw him take out a handful of Cole's 38 from the drawer.

Charlotte frowned after taking the gun from the boss's hand.

This is a revolver that grinds off the gun number, and it is also the legendary black gun.

Charlotte asked directly: "Boss, where did you buy this gun? Do you have a gun license?"

"I bought that from Chinatown, and I don't have a gun license."

It seems that the boss is a ignorant, and his behavior constitutes illegal possession of a gun, which is enough for Charlotte to arrest him. However, the purpose of buying a gun is only to deal with the robbers. Charlotte said he would not arrest him, but the gun must be confiscated.

"Listen, your gun is not from the right way. No one knows if it has taken any life on it, so I have to take it away."

"If you want to buy a gun, go to the nearest gun shop nearby and fill out a form. People there will teach you how to get a certificate as soon as possible. You must buy legal firearms."

After looking outside, Charlotte lowered his voice and said, "If the robber is killed with this gun, the boss's right to self-defense will have problems. No matter how the judge sentences him, he will go to jail."

"Thank you, officer, I get it."

Hearing Charlotte say this, the boss woke up. He didn't expect that there were so many things in it. Now he feels scared when he thinks about it.

It was already one o'clock in the afternoon after dealing with the robbery. Charlotte and Old Jack had to go to Burger King to buy a burger to make do with it. However, a Latino boy from the crowd nearby came to the corner calmly and called.

"It's me, I found that damn Mounted Police!"

The last gunfight ended, when the reporter came, he only photographed Charlotte's departure taillights, and his motorcycle number 066.

The gang members wandered around Charlotte's previous jurisdiction, but they did not find any trace of 066. Until today they discovered Charlotte's figure again.

It would be much easier to deal with when they knew the jurisdiction of this Mounted Police. Each of them was ready for revenge. Only by cutting off his head could he pay homage to the dead brothers.

However, family gangs, like family businesses, have fatal flaws. They have failed to keep confidential, and their intelligence to deal with Charlotte was leaked.

The next morning, at the Boston DEA (USD) branch, agent Lewis made a cup of coffee for himself and prepared to start the day's work. A few days ago, Morros, whom he had been following, died a small leader.

I have to say that life is always full of surprises. This little boss actually chose to drive the drug when he was transporting drugs. He was stopped by the police at speed and wanted to shoot the police, but he was killed by 1V2.

Don’t even dare to shoot such a fantasy plot in TV series, but things happened in front of you, and Lewis’s work also stagnated. He was worried about what to do next!

"Dou~Dou~Dou~"

Just then the phone on Lewis's desk suddenly rang.

"Hello? This is Lewis..."

"Hey, listen, I know who you are, Juan Morros just died his nephew, and their gang is crazy. To find the rider to retaliate, you better prepare early!"

The phone hung up with a click, and Lewis couldn't say another word.

"Oh no, that mount!"

Lewis jumped up and ran outside without even having to drink coffee.

On the second day of patrol, Charlotte and Old Jack did not find any strange things to go to Area B-3 as usual.

After dealing with the case of the Chinese restaurant yesterday, the system did not give any experience. It seemed that the robber had to be caught.

However, after he got off work and dealt with the black gun, Charlotte obtained 100 experience points.

Well, the system is fair, and each case is settled separately, and there is no danger in dealing with black guns, and the reward will not be too high.

Of course, the accumulation of small amounts is quite considerable. Dealing with 100 black gun cases is enough for Charlotte to rise to Lv.2.

"Jack, let's go around Lorraine Road today!"

Charlotte turned on the radio and said, and Old Jack agreed directly, but just as they were about to turn into Lorraine Road, the red light lit up.

"They are here!"

A Hispanic boy squatting at the bus stop said to the microphone on his headset, his eyes wandering on Charlotte and the others.

"Call 32-75, call 32-75, there is an emergency, there is an emergency!"

The notification from the radio made Charlotte feel nervous. 32-75 was his code name, what is the dispatching center doing?

"32-75 Calling the dispatch center, what emergency is there?"

"Sherlock, I'm Smith, is there anything unusual about you?"

The radio switched to the South End Division, where the inspector Smith, Lewis was standing behind him at the moment, and the GPS positioning of the two people in front of him was displayed on the big screen in front of him.

"Report to the sir, there is no abnormality for the time being. What's going on in the emergency?"

"Listen to Sherlock, the two drug dealers you killed last time, one of them is the small leader of the Morros Gang and the nephew of the gang boss Juan Morros."

"DEA received information that they planned to kill you to vent their anger in the past two days, so you and Jack are back soon!"

Smith's tone was full of anxiety. His police officers died and were the first to be held accountable. But Smith obviously did not worry about Charlotte and the others' safety for this, so he was his subordinate!

Sharohan, who was sitting on the motorcycle, suddenly flowed down. These crazy drug dealers were fighting to the death. If they killed him and Old Jack, would they really think they could still smuggle back?

"Ding~~"

At this moment, the red light changed from red to green. A pickup truck behind the motorcycle hit the horn twice when he saw Charlotte and the others left.

No, they must be monitoring themselves somewhere. Whether it is a stalemate here or a turn around and run away, it will cause the other party to be anxious.

The iron-packed meat Charlotte and the others may have a way out, but the meat-packed iron only needs a shuttle to play  over, even if they are wearing bulletproof vests in their police uniforms.

In order not to be burdened, the police bulletproof vest they wore can only protect against 9mm pistol bullets. Whether it is 5.56mm or 7.62mm, it is only a dead end.

"Jack, we have to go forward!"

"I think so, Sherlock."

As partners, the two did not have a generation gap due to their age. On the contrary, they had a tacit understanding and quickly unified their opinions.

The two of them turned a big bend and drove into Lorraine Road, and their vision became wider.

Charlotte's eyes swept across the left and right, and instantly locked in multiple suspicious targets among the sparse crowd. There were not so many Hispanics on the road yesterday.

"Smith, I see them, ask for support!"

"Hurry, let the police force around you go over, and S.W.A.T, let them go out!"

Hearing Charlotte's request for support, Smith immediately shouted, knowing that the situation had moved in the worst direction, and the shooting might be the next second.
Chapter completed!