Chapter 81 The death of the slaughterhouse
"This is the first time I use it today, and it cost me a lot of money!"
Charlotte raised the sword in his hand and asked McCall.
"Then I'm not polite!"
Practice is to do a real fight, and McCall cut it out with a lightning speed.
"When~~"
Charlotte's sword was crossed down and directly blocked the knife.
But who was McCall? He flipped his blade and directly raised it along the sword blade.
During the rapid friction, sparks burst, and the saber with a blade of only 178 cm long was directly at the vital point of Charlotte's throat.
How amazing is Charlotte lifting his wrist with the mechanism again, and his sharp sleeve sword instantly penetrated into the sheath.
"Ding~~"
McCall slashed Charlotte's flying claw wrist guard with a knife, making a crisp sound.
"Come again!"
As expected, he had to find a master to help him improve, and Charlotte was also excited now.
The bells in the room were clattering for several hours.
Tonight's lecture was not over until McCall was exhausted, and more than a dozen holes had collapsed on the saber.
"Mr. McCall, thank you for your hard work tonight."
Charlotte thanked that for McCall, who is already fifty years old, this would have consumed a lot of physical strength, but he still did not refuse his request.
"It's not hard, and old bones have to move more to live long. Before I went to Russia, I found that I was much slower than before."
McCall waved his hand and said he didn't care. He couldn't convince his old age when he was with a young man like Charlotte.
"See you tomorrow, Mr. McCall."
After sending McCall home, Charlotte also took back the sword.
With Paul's efforts to build, the performance of powdered steel was brought to the extreme. Not to mention the crack of the smooth blade of the sleeve sword, there was no trace left behind.
It will be very easy to kill people with such sharp weapons, but I just don’t know whose blood will be the first one.
The next day, Charlotte went to work as usual.
The cases of the two black police officers have been handed over to the Boston General Administration. Because of the successive black police incidents, the leaders of the General Administration expressed great concern. They wanted to launch a severe crackdown within the police force to strictly arrest the police for violating the law and discipline.
These are not very related to Charlotte. They have solved so many answers and won the Battle Cross. He is a model policeman in Boston.
It was just for the purpose of protecting Charlotte that his identity information was not exposed. Even if he looked, except for the old colleagues from the South Terminal Branch, they knew that the senior leaders of other branches knew about it.
Charlotte is quite satisfied with this. The wood is so beautiful that it will be destroyed by the wind, especially high-risk occupations like the police.
The elite killers under the High Table Council cannot attack public officials, but some are addicts who dare to kill police officers for drug addiction, and the president dares to assassinate them.
The president was protected by the Secret Service, and Charlotte was alone.
He still understands the truth that open guns are easy to avoid, but hidden arrows are hard to prevent. After the combat power soars, he does not become arrogant because he knows that his parents are still standing behind him.
The last incident has taught him a lesson. He can change to another identity to deal with some dirty work that will cause trouble. This is more efficient and thorough.
"Drip~Drip~Drip~"
Just as Charlotte was working on some copywriting work, his cell phone rang, he looked at the caller ID and it was called by Agent Lewis of Dea.
"Hey, Lewis?"
"It's me, Sherlock!"
Lewis's voice came from the earpiece.
Charlotte was a little curious about what he called himself, or was it because of Juan Morros' cousin?
"Tuku has left Boston by plane, and I watched him get on the plane."
"Leave?"
Charlotte was a little silenced. Tuku was Juan Morros' cousin, but he had already left.
“Yes, I have consulted local dea in New Mexico, Agent Hank Schrader told
I, Tuku, are the boss of a local drug trafficking gang. They are collecting relevant evidence to prepare to take down the entire drug trafficking gang."
So that's the case. After listening to Lewis' explanation, Charlotte understood.
As the boss of a drug trafficking gang, Tu Ku has been leaving New Mexico for so long, so he must go back to take charge of the overall situation, otherwise his position as the boss will be unstable if the hearts of the people are dispersed.
But is the relationship between Tuku and Juan really just a cousin? Will the Morros Gang's drugs come from New Mexico?
Charlotte thought a lot for a moment, but this case was dea and he was not easy to interfere.
Just like the patrol officer who takes care of everything, the detectives in the Crime Team are also very well-managed.
Drug trafficking, gangs, murders, and even crackdowns on pornography. They can control Charlotte, who is of serious enough nature.
So the scope of their case handling not only overlaps with the drug control team next door, but also the same goes for Dea. In the face of this situation, their usual way of handling the case is responsible for whoever is responsible.
Charlotte was a smart man, so he didn't talk much. He thanked Lewis on the phone and ended the call.
On the other side, Tuku got off the plane in a hurry.
He originally wanted to stay in Boston for a while, but who would have thought that when the backyard caught fire, someone under his command wanted to usurp the throne by overestimating his ability.
Someone must have seen the value of Heisenberg. The amphetamine he made is really a work of art, and anyone will be moved.
But these are not the reasons why they dare to betray him. Tuku will make them all pay the price.
Charlotte didn't know what the price was, he only knew that Lewis had a second call from him a week later.
"What? The Tuku died?"
After hearing what Lewis said, Charlotte couldn't believe his ears.
Tuku is not considered a big drug lord, but he is also a dealer-level figure. How could he die suddenly?
"It's a coincidence that Tu Ku went back because of the internal gang fight. His drug dealers wanted to take office, not only killed Tu Ku's brother-in-law, but also instigated many of his close friends."
"Then was he beaten to death by his drug dealer?"
Charlotte continued to ask, he was interested in the cause of this guy's death.
"This is not true. Tu Ku is smart. He knew that he had no strength to resist and was determined to escape back to Mexico. However, Agent Hank had already set his sights on him and took advantage of their chance to get rid of the black man and launched the arrest. Tu Ku was shot to death because of resistance."
Is this the hot Mexican style? It's really tragic!
"Then I thank Agent Hank for me. I plan to go and see Juan after get off work today. I don't know what his expression would be if he knew the news."
Charlotte hung up the phone with a smile.
As he said, he was very curious about Juan Morros' reaction and didn't know how many relatives he had to avenge him.
Chapter completed!