Chapter 1193 Please, be our boss!

Director Smith was not stupid. Seeing Lin Tianzheng looking at him with doubtful eyes, he coughed twice and actively invited: "Lin Tian, ​​the suspect is in the detention room. How about we go and take a look?"

He had not introduced Mr. Cai for a long time, and Lin Tian was reluctant to ask again. He learned about Mr. Cai from Nicole and him, which made him feel more and more mysterious about Mr. Cai.

In the United States, a person who can be looked up to by a municipal bureau director must be rich or noble, and someone who can get in touch with Tang Qiuhong in China is definitely not an ordinary person. This also makes Lin Tian want to meet Mr. Cai more and more.

The two of them took the old-fashioned fence elevator in the police station. Lin Tian was surprised how the United States could still retain such an ancient fence-style elevator today, which was crude in style and low in safety.

Smith seemed to understand what he was thinking, and took the initiative to introduce: "This elevator has been around since the police station building was built, and it has only broken down a few times by chance, so it is quite safe."

His proactive introduction also made the two people have nothing to talk about. As he spoke, the elevator went all the way to the detention room on the first floor of the basement. After passing through the long and narrow detention room with cages, at the deepest part of the corridor,

One room.

When the prison guard in the detention room saw the Director coming in person, he quickly threw away the cigarette in his hand and stamped his foot to put out the fire. He saluted Smith and said, "Good afternoon, Director."

Smith also gave him a symbolic gift and said: "Open the suspect's cell door, we want to question him."

Without saying a word, the policeman in the detention room took out a key chain from the rows of keys on the wall, opened the door of the detention room, and let Smith in. Lin Tian followed Smith and walked into the detention room.

The detention room was very simple, with only a wooden bed covered with a thin quilt. The suspect was sitting on the wooden bed obediently, watching the two people who came in without moving.

The policeman in the detention room saw that this guy had no eyesight and wanted to step forward and kick him a few times. However, the chief was there to fear that the prisoner would complain, so he scolded him with a straight face: "Stand up."

The prisoner stood up tremblingly, with a look of fear on his face. His fat body curled up into a ball, leaning against the wall as much as possible, as if he was afraid. Lin Tian had vaguely seen him in the abandoned factory building in Area C.

The suspect's back.

He looks completely different from the obese guy in front of him. Or, the killer's movements are so quick that even Xiao Hei can't catch up with him. And looking at the man in front of him, he doesn't look like he has any skills at all.

After beating him several times, Lin Tian quickly came to the conclusion that this guy was a fake. He remained calm and did not make any noise, and said to Smith in an understatement: "Director Smith, can I ask the suspect a few questions?

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The suspect is a short, fat black man. He wears only a vest under his fat down jacket. His body is curled up like a ball. His feet are wearing a pair of sneakers full of holes. He looks like a habitual murderer and is basically a homeless vagrant.

Smith had also observed Lin Tian's reaction from the side. Watching him look at the suspect up and down for a long time, his eyes flickering, he knew there must be something in it. Hearing what he said again, he became even more sure and pretended not to care: "

You can ask whatever you want."

Lin Tian was not polite. Due to the language problem, Smith took the initiative to act as the translator.

"What is your relationship with the deceased?" Lin Tian looked directly at the homeless man. People can talk, but their eyes cannot. As long as this guy feels guilty, his eyes will definitely flicker.

As he expected, when he asked the first question, the tramp's eyes began to twinkle.

"I had nothing to do with him. I just saw that he had money, so I robbed his wallet. As a result, he resisted and I killed him as soon as I missed..." The flustered tramp fell silent before Lin Tian could ask again.

He explained everything in his mind, and when he spoke, he was like a primary school student reciting something.

The more he behaves like this, the more suspicion he arouses around him. Smith has been a policeman for many years, and he can tell the good guys and bad guys clearly at a glance. The homeless man was panicked and told the story before he asked. He knew the weirdness of it without even thinking about it.

This guy must have received money from others to come here to take the blame.

This time Lin Tian couldn't figure out who wanted to harm him, and who had found this guy to pretend to be him? Who was the mastermind hiding behind the scenes? The more he thought about it, the more headache he felt, so he simply didn't want to and continued to ask.

: "What did you use to kill the deceased?"

"A fruit knife." The tramp tried hard to overcome the panic in his heart, and tried several times without any results.

No matter how stupid this time, anyone could see the problem. Lin Tian didn't intend to ask any more questions. He turned to Smith and smiled without saying a word. Chief Smith quickly turned to the prison guard who was still waiting outside and said, "Go, get it."

Bring this guy to the interrogation room and ask me carefully, what do you do for food? This guy is obviously a fake, and you still lock him in."

The prison guard tensed up for no reason when he yelled at him. He stood at attention and saluted and called a few companions to drag the still trembling impostor out of the detention room.

The imposter stood on his legs, and was so frightened that a stream of yellow liquid shot out from between his legs. After a while, a strong odor wafted through the narrow and airless detention room.

"Thank you very much." Smith warmly held Lin Tian's hand and said thank you.

Lin Tian was surprised by his enthusiasm. He always thought it was weird, but he didn't say much, so he could only smile lightly and said, "It's nothing. I'll help you find the real culprit so that I can clear my name."

"You are not guilty, I know that very well." Smith laughed loudly, and the beard on his lips twitched with his exaggerated smile, which was really funny.

When he arrived at the detention room where Lin Tianzeng was held, Smith personally opened the iron door of the detention room for him and politely said to Xiao Hei inside: "You and Mr. Lin, let's go."

In the detention room, Jones and several of his men were crouching in a corner with bruised and swollen faces and hunched heads, not even daring to raise their heads. Xiao Hei also took off his coat that was placed on the pool and threw it behind him coolly.

He walked out of the detention room coolly in front of Smith.

Jones was praised the most by Xiao Hei, all because of Lin Tian's words before leaving, regretting why he didn't have the eyes to mess with the plague god, and ended up being beaten into such a pig-headed shape.

Lament after lament, he was beaten to the point where he had no temper at all, so he could only squat in the corner and hope that the god of plague would leave as soon as possible.

There were fights and commotion in the detention room, and Jones and his gang were in such a mess that their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen. The police in the detention room might not know about it, but as long as no one was killed, he would usually turn a blind eye and ignore it.

, Besides, Jones and the others were scum in his eyes. Xiao Hei taught them a lesson, and it was too late for him to be happy, so how could he take care of it.

"Let them go too!" Lin Tian whispered to Smith: "Director, give me a face."

Jones and the others thought they had heard wrongly. They all raised their heads and stared like bull's eyes, waiting for Smith to speak. As soon as he spoke, they would no longer have to stay in the detention room and smell the sewer pipes in the detention room.

The stench came up.

Smith thought for a moment. Although he couldn't figure out why Lin Tian asked him to let these scum go, he considered that Jones and his group were just petty thefts and nothing serious. This time he gave Lin Tian face, and next time

If this group of people commit another crime again, Lin Tian will have nothing to do with it if they are caught.

"Okay, I'll give you this face today, and I hope you won't make things difficult for me next time." Smith said seriously.

Lin Tian thanked him, turned around, and Xiao Hei left the detention room. After a long circle, they were free again. It was a strange feeling.

"Ever since I set foot on American soil, I have never felt at ease." Xiao Hei's sixth sense has always been very sensitive, and he confided to Lin Tian with some uneasiness.

Lin Tianshen said with the same feeling: "You are right, we were framed and saved by others. What is even more outrageous is that someone will find a homeless man as a scapegoat..."

"Scapegoat?" Xiao Hei suddenly thought of something. He turned around and left, forgetting to even say hello to Lin Tian. Looking at his hurried steps, Lin Tian knew what he must have thought of. Instead of just waiting there, it would be better to go back and wait for news from him.

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After walking out of the police station gate and the iron fence, and just about to walk onto the lively street, Jones led a group of their brothers to gather at the door, waiting for him.

"You don't still want to seek revenge from me, do you?" Lin Tianming knew that he and this guy were in the same boat, but he still reminded him: "Don't forget what the consequences will be before you take action."

Jones, a gangster who could only speak English, could hear Lin Tian's threats. Even after gesticulating for a long time, he couldn't make Lin Tian understand what they meant.

Judging from his attitude, Lin Tian also knew that he did not mean any harm. Just as he was about to leave, Jones and the others stopped him and refused to let him go.

"What do you want to do?" Lin Tian asked impatiently.

He also knew that what he said was just in vain. Jones didn't understand it at all. Just when they were thinking to no avail, Xiao Hei came back. When he saw this, he thought that Jones would avenge him, so he stood in front of Lin Tian without saying a word.

, asked in proficient English: "Jones, do you want to die?"

When Xiao Hei arrived, instead of running away with his tail between his legs, Jones felt relieved. He explained to Xiao Hei: "We are here to thank Mr. Lin for letting the police let us go."

As soon as he heard this, Xiao Hei's nervousness relaxed. However, he would not believe these guys completely. He still had appropriate precautions. Xiao Hei quickly relayed Jones's words to Lin Tian.

"These days, lack of culture kills people!" Lin Tian secretly sweated and calmly ordered to Xiao Hei: "Ask them what they want to do?"

Jones showed his intention with a flattering smile and said: "We would like to follow you in the future. We will do whatever you ask us to do?"

Looking at their bruised noses and swollen faces, Lin Tian couldn't help but want to laugh. He also understood that these gangsters had no personal beliefs and only believed in strength. They received a violent beating from Xiao Hei in vain, and Smith and Lin Tian were polite.

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No matter how stupid they are, they can still understand the truth. The young man with an oriental face in front of them has a rich background. He can knock a group of them to the ground with just one bodyguard. Compared with his background, the police chief of Washington City is polite to him.

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Thinking about this matter clearly, Jones and his group still knelt down and bowed their heads to Lin Tian without hesitation? Are they doing their best in front of and behind the horse?

"Please, be our boss!" Jones and the others all knelt in front of Lin Tian, ​​making him really at a loss.
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