Chapter 804: Promise and Error and Sheriff

Lanse's request is not excessive, just asking the mayor to dismiss the police chief and some police officers, some law enforcement personnel.

But whether it is Lanse or Wei De, they are very clear that this matter is not as simple as imagined.

If the mayor is the "master" of a city, then the police chief is the most trusted and reliable hunting dog of this master.

Can help him look after the house, protect his own interests, and can also help him bite enemies and hunt prey.

A person who can serve as a police chief can basically be said to be the core confidant of the mayor.

The situation in New Jincheng before was actually the same. The mayor was a display. At that time, the real master was the Bay Area, so essentially this is not a paradox.

Letting a master kill his most reliable hunting dog with his own hands is actually a bit difficult for people.

So after Lanse put forward this request, Mayor Wei De didn't agree immediately. He still needed to think, think about how to handle this matter.

He is very cautious and never believes that he is a lucky person. Instead of gambling on "if," it is better to imagine the result as the worst from the beginning.

He is not familiar with the mayor of New Birmingham. This matter may also need to go through some other channels, such as other middlemen, etc. He is considering that if he wants to do this, the price he needs to pay, and the benefits.

After considering for a while, he thought that the harvest must be more than the pay, so he agreed.

"This matter is left to me. When you call, I will handle it."

First contact, both sides have to take out some sincerity. Mayor Wei De didn't ask Lanse what he could give him in return. This is a stance.

"Okay, we can meet then."

Soon the two ended the call. After all, they were not very familiar, and there was no contact before, and there was not so much to talk about.

Chatting like this can only exist between friends whose relationship is at least not bad, not between strangers.

At this time, the two police officers who were being stared at had left the urban area of New Birmingham. Today is the day they send up the money for the wine sold this week.

The two didn't know they were being followed, and they wouldn't think that someone would follow them here.

State police may not have much impression in the minds of "city people." The few impressions may be that they hide the car behind some bushes, and when your car passes by at a faster speed, they will sound the alarm and chase over, telling you that you are speeding.

People don't like highway police. Because the route of the interstate highway is very long and the scenery around it doesn't change much, people will step deeper and deeper on the accelerator when driving!

This also means that their driving speed is getting faster and faster. Not many people can maintain low-speed driving after driving on the interstate highway for an hour. Almost everyone will speed!

As long as they are discovered, they will be punished, so no one likes them.

But no one dares to deal with them casually. After all, they are also federal police, have law enforcement power, and if they encounter someone with guts, they dare to draw their guns first.

After leaving the scope of the city, the vehicles on the road gradually became fewer. The guy driving the car would observe the rearview mirror from time to time.

After looking a few times, he found something wrong.

"There is a car behind us that has been following us. Will there be something wrong?", the driver is the strong guy, he is a bit worried.

He has a delicate heart that is inconsistent with his size and appearance, especially since they made this a bit big this time, he is a bit afraid.

That day they were patrolling normally on the interstate highway and found several trucks driving from the direction of Laizhou to the direction of Denuozhou.

These trucks were printed with the name of a transport company in Laizhou on the outside of the carriage. These trucks often appeared on state-level highways, which is not strange.

Sometimes they will spot-check these vehicles, mainly to find some trouble for these truck drivers and extort a little money from their hands.

Don't think that doing so is too much. In this period, almost all interstate highway police will do this—

They are not completely unreasonable extortion. They will find places where these trucks do not meet the regulations, such as their headlights are not bright enough, such as their tires seem to have safety hazards, such as their carriages seem to have too many goods.

They will even ask those drivers wearing headscarves to stop the car, the reason is that the headscarf may block their sight, causing a car accident.

In short, they can always find places where these trucks do not meet the rules, and then ask them to correct the problems, such as returning to find a repair station, and then go from here after repairing.

It is difficult to find repair stations on both sides of the interstate highway. Even if there are, they have been patronized by serial killers, and repairing cars here is not cheap, and some may be in the same group as these highway police.

Others will ask them to be detained for a period of time. In short, they will make things difficult for these truck drivers.

Because transportation has time requirements, and capitalists will not give them too much time to transport slowly, the time requirements are often relatively strict.

One trip, one thousand kilometers, may only have five hours, ten hours of time.

If the time is exceeded, they have to face the risk of not getting wages or even being claimed for compensation, so many truck drivers will cooperate with these police very sensibly when they encounter this situation, giving them a little money, which is considered spending money to avoid disaster.

This is also the way highway police earn extra money.

Otherwise, do you think these people are blowing and raining in the wilderness all day, really just loving this job?

No, what they love is the money that fills their pockets.

The last time they checked those trucks, the truck drivers were too cooperative, without any complaints.

They have dealt with many such truck drivers. They will often complain while cursing and being extorted a sum of money.

But this time, these truck drivers were too cooperative, too cooperative!

When the two police officers were inspecting the vehicles, they smelled some wine fragrance. They knew that these vehicles were transporting wine.

Transporting wine openly like this is illegal in itself.

If the people from the Hazardous Materials Management Bureau knew, they would directly destroy these wines on the spot and throw these drivers into prison.

In other words, even if they detained these wines, these drivers had no way at all.

The wine of five trucks, how much money is this damn thing worth?

The police on duty at that time let them pass, and immediately reported the news to the road section branch, and the branch sheriff decided to take down these goods.

In his words, these drivers are criminals, and those wines are stolen goods, and they are police, so they have no burden at all!

Then these people set up a card on the highway, and then unexpectedly killed the drivers and about twenty gunmen hiding in the carriage responsible for escorting these wines. Their bodies were thrown into a hidden place in the wild, and those wines were blackened by them.

Except for the people in the road section branch, no one else knew what they had done.

Of course, they also died several in this battle. The sheriff reported to the state police station, saying that a firefight occurred here, and several police officers died accidentally.

This kind of thing often happens on the highway police side. Later, the state police station sent people to investigate it.

When they saw the police car full of bullet holes and the remains of several police officers, they confirmed the sheriff's statement.

Because there were no "eyewitnesses" at the time, this case became a cold case, and a reward of one hundred dollars was offered for information related to the case.

In fact, where is there any information?

Except for them, other people who knew the situation were basically dealt with, so this matter was left unsettled.

It's not that the state police station doesn't care about the life and death of its own people, but they can't figure out who did it, and where these people are now.

The road section branch has been telling the above that they are investigating, and the state police station located in the capital cannot mobilize a special team to solve this case.

Both sides of the interstate highway in every state are full of wronged souls and skeletons. The state police station's more important police force is basically used to solve serial killers and serial perverted killers.

In short, this matter was reasonably and emotionally concealed.

After a period of time, the sheriff seemed to be unable to hold back, and began to sell these wines on a small scale.

He tore off the wine label, changed the bottle cap, and even found a chemical agent to erase a small piece of hot gold logo on the wine bottle!

Wine with a market value of two or three million, it is no problem to sell one point seven or eight million here.

This is one point seven or eight million!

Not one point seven or eight hundred!

Everyone in the entire branch who participated in this matter was exceptionally excited. If all these wines were sold, even if the sheriff ate half alone, the rest of the people could eat until they were full!

It's just that some people are excited and happy, and some people will be more worried. After all, goods worth two or three million in market value were left here. The owner of this batch of goods must find a way to investigate this matter clearly, and then ruthlessly retaliate!

These years, gangs are rampant. Once you provoke them, it is definitely a huge trouble.

The sheriff told them that as long as they didn't talk nonsense themselves, the owner of these wines would definitely not think that it was them, these interstate police, who swallowed the goods!

The painter said so, but the people who should be worried will still be worried.

After being reminded by the police in the driver's seat, the police in the passenger seat looked back and saw a car about thirty or forty meters behind them.

The two cars seemed to be driving at the same speed, following behind them, neither falling behind nor catching up.

The action of the police in the passenger seat looking back was seen by Aierwen who was staring.

"They might have found us.", he said, and the people in the passenger seat and the driver's seat behind took out their pistols.

Aierwen glanced at them, "Shet, put it back!"

"Aierwen didn't let us do anything. We can't have a firefight with them now. It might disrupt his or the boss's plan."

His friend in the passenger seat asked, "Then what to do?"

Aierwen looked at the front car and thought for a while, "Anyway, we know where they live. At the next intersection, we change direction with them and go back directly."

Others naturally have no opinion, and the car returned to silence.

The police in the passenger seat of the front car looked for a while. He was not sure if the car behind was following them. He felt that his partner was too sensitive.

But he was not very good at saying it directly. He thought about it, "Wait for you to pull over. If their car slows down, or stops, it means they have a problem."

"If they continue to move forward without slowing down, it means they have no problem."

Although this approach is not very reliable, it can at least solve the problem of tracking, if the other party is really following them.

After driving for a few more minutes, the police driving the car chose a gravel ground and parked the car on the side.

The two are now a bit sheriff. They know the style of these gangs very well. If they let them know that these goods are in the hands of their state police, they will definitely attack the road section branch!

These people are fierce desperate people. They are only two people now, and they don't feel the sense of security brought by this layer of skin on their bodies at all, but feel some danger.

The tall police in the driver's seat had sweat in his palms. He wiped it on his body now, and then used the leather buckle to open the holster, and pressed his hand on the gun handle.

At any time, he can draw his gun and shoot!

As long as this car also slows down, or stops, they will shoot.

Regardless of whether the other party is the owner of those wines or a new serial killer, for their own safety, they will definitely not wait for the other party to take out the gun and prepare to fire before considering counterattacking.

They will definitely strike first!

Police is indeed a very dangerous job. You never know whether the next person you want to check will follow what you said, take out something that can prove their identity, or draw a pistol and give you a burst!

Aierwen, who was driving, also saw them suddenly pull over. He knew that the other party had found them, so it's best not to stop at this time.

Aierwen hasn't issued a new instruction yet, he can't disturb these people now.

He continued to maintain a stable average speed and soon overtook the front car.

The police in the passenger seat saw that the car roared past them without slowing down, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at his partner, "Look, they are just passing by."

The federation now has a lot of land area, and the people living here are highly concentrated, so outside the city is an endless wilderness.

Many interstate highways can only see a fork in the road after hundreds of kilometers, so what the police in the passenger seat said is not unreasonable.

Although the tall police in the driver's seat still felt something wrong, he temporarily accepted this result.

The car waited in place for about seven or eight minutes before starting again.

Neither of them spoke on the way. This little episode still brought them some heavy pressure.

When they arrived at the road section branch, they saw those colleagues, and their emotions were better.

One of the two carried a backpack into the three-story building on the side of the road. This is the office building of the road section branch, and soon came to the door of the branch sheriff's office.

They knocked on the door, and after obtaining the sheriff's permission, they entered the office.

"Sit."

The sheriff is in his fifties, with golden-brown hair, wearing a rolled-edge cowboy hat, looking more like a free knight than the sheriff of this road section.

He is a very typical federal person, with two mustaches, which can be seen to be very well-groomed, and at the farthest end of the mustache, it is rolled back.

Some animal specimens are hung on the wall, the largest is an elk and its horns.

Two old-fashioned rifles are also hung on the wall. In a place where the sheriff can reach, his holster and his large-caliber revolver are placed.

The sheriff is a very "old-fashioned" guy. Compared to those semi-automatic pistols, he prefers these revolvers.

On the chrome-plated exterior, there are exquisite carvings, plus an ivory handle. It is not just a weapon, but a work of art!

His dress doesn't look so exquisite, but only those who know him know that he has at least two villas in the capital.

This is a very low-key guy who knows how to make himself look the same as others.

"How about it, this week?", he put his hands together on the table, looking at the two who sat down with a smile.

The slightly shorter police officer untied the backpack, and then handed it over. The sheriff directly poured everything inside out.

They are all stacks of counted banknotes, mainly ten dollars and five dollars, and twenty dollars are also there, but relatively few.

These money fell on his desk like rain, and it can be seen that he is happy and happy at this moment!

After the last stack of money was poured out, he began to quickly organize these money.

Some people say that the math of federal people is not good, that must be a rumor!

The sheriff told people with his body that the math of federal people can also be very good. The addition of four or five digits will not stumble at all!

The sheriff counted simply, "There are more than thirty-one thousand dollars here."

He took out the change and threw it back, "Just count it as thirty-one thousand dollars."

While he was talking, he raked the remaining money on the table back into the opened backpack, while saying, "Did you guys slack off this week?"

"Only sold thirty thousand dollars of wine this week?"

In fact, thirty thousand dollars is not small. After all, they let people sell it secretly.

It is completely different from those who sell it openly in bars, and because they are very careful and cautious, they don't even want old customers, so the sales volume is not very high.

The two laughed and only hummed and hawed, but didn't answer directly.

After the sheriff put all the money into the backpack, he pulled the zipper of the backpack and threw it into the corner at will.

There are already seven or eight similar backpacks in the corner, all of which are bulging.

The shorter police officer hurriedly explained, "We dare not do fixed business with some people, afraid of being discovered, so our sales volume is equivalent to always opening up new customers."

"If we also do the business of those old customers, we can at least get seven or eighty thousand less sales!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 805 =====