Chapter 636 Life is like paradise
Facts have proved that not all Chinese are in the so-called Chinatown. At least among the Asian faces surrounding him, Jack at least heard Vietnamese, Korean, Japanese, Lao, Tagalog from the Philippines, and other languages from other parts of Asia.
He changed his language at least three times and tried to get close to these people using his extremely poor Cantonese, but all to no avail.
"Maybe you need to find a few translators for small languages" Jack also had a headache.
"The deceased's name is Grant Lee, a second-generation immigrant. He was an errand boy in a small gang here. There is no news yet about the guy who drove away, but the police in nearby neighborhoods have been notified. .
It was a Subaru Impreza WRX with New York license plates. Now the Internal Affairs Department was definitely going to get after my brother, if only they could find that guy. "
The car model Danny reported almost made Jack laugh out loud. Isn't that Subaru Impreza WRX the same one in "Initial D"? After Fujiwara Takumi's father Fujiwara Bunta gave the AE86 to his son, The blue rally car he drove?
He subconsciously glanced at the crowd around him, but unfortunately he didn't see the decadent uncle who looked like Huang Qiusheng, nor did he see the same face as a certain cartoon. As he approached, he narrowed his eyes and made a new discovery.
"Danny, did your brother see clearly what the two girls who were attacked looked like, or what their characteristics were? "
"Uh" Danny picked up the notebook and started reading, "Two Asian girls, probably in their early 20s, with shoulder-length black hair"
As he spoke, he also looked around, "Why do I feel like there are at least 30 people around me who look like this?"
Jack gestured behind him without any trace, "I remember he said that among them One girl may have a bruise on her forehead. Do you think the sweaty and nervous girl in the back looks like her? "
"Yes, that's right." Danny raised his eyebrows and looked directly at her. The skinny girl in the crowd walked over and said, "Excuse me, miss, can I ask you a few questions?"
The Asian girl was forced to put on a "kind face" by this wrinkled face. "The smiling white police detective was so frightened that he backed away.
“Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, I just want to ask you a few questions, will you come with me?”
Seeing the Asian girl looking like she was about to cry, Danny could only turn his eyes to Jack for help.
“Don’t be nervous, where are you from?” Jack asked in standard Mandarin first. Just when he was about to use everything he had learned in his life, the girl timidly replied in less standard Mandarin. In one sentence, "Hualien."
Well, they are really "compatriots". Jack showed a standard business smile, with 8 white and neat teeth shining brightly under the night light, "It's okay, just asking. Just a few questions, please come with us.”
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He told his brother to go home and rest first, and arranged for the police to take the Asian girl with a scratch on her head. Back to the police station, Danny went back with Jack's Dodge Hellcat as usual.
"Don't you ask your dear brother why he would go to Chinatown where the security is very poor at this time?" Jack turned his head and asked Danny in the passenger seat.
"If I remember correctly, as a trainee police officer, he is not wearing a uniform, which means this is his off-duty time, and that area does not belong to his jurisdiction. Did he go there specially to buy a midnight snack?"
Danny rubbed his forehead, looking like he had a headache, "He told me that he just walked around casually and went out for a walk to relax after his duty was over. He is an adult and I have no power because he lied. Ground him.
As long as it has nothing to do with the case, the Ministry of Internal Affairs can just talk it over when talking to him. Damn it, I have a bad feeling that this case will be very troublesome. "
Jack silently rolled his eyes and said to himself that the Ministry of Internal Affairs is also in charge of your father. They really dare to embarrass your brother. You don’t want to make progress, do you? Back at the NYPD headquarters, Danny directly became the cashier, leaving the "erudite" Jack alone to question the girl who was brought back, and ran to check the deceased's information and the whereabouts of the Subaru Impreza WRX.
"Yijun Liu, right? Don't worry, I'm not from the immigration department, and the NYPD doesn't care about your identity or occupation. We just want to know if you know those gang members and why they want to "Catch your friend."
Jack poured a glass of hot water and put it on the table, and sat across from this "comatriot" from Baodao in a friendly manner. This man's English was obviously much fluent than Mandarin. He simply asked directly in English.
Although the girl was wearing an old coat that had been washed white, underneath she was wearing a cheongsam-style short skirt, and her face was painted with the "ABC makeup" that Europeans and Americans love most.
The eyebrows are thin and upturned, the double eyelids that were supposed to look good are forced to be single eyelids with strange-colored eyeshadow, and the eyes that are not big are forced to look slanted with eyeliner. This look matches Wearing this outfit that obviously does not match the season, her profession can naturally be revealed.
"Mintai is not my friend, and we haven't known each other for long." The girl named Yijun Liu stammered in English.
"What's her last name?" Jack looked directly into her eyes, his eyes slightly sharp. The girl shook her head in panic, not daring to look at him.
“What about these people?” Jack threw out another stack of photos. These were some of the small gangs that Danny had just found, the gangster Grant Lee who was killed by a car. Gangsters.
The girl just took a quick glance and turned her head away, daring not to look again, looking extremely frightened.
Jack sighed, knowing that she was afraid of retaliation. An illegal immigrant who made a living soliciting customers on the street, whether it was the police or a gang, was someone she did not dare to mess with, especially the latter.
"At least you can tell me where that Mintai who doesn't know his last name lives?"
"Gongxifong." The girl nodded.
“Huh?” Jack said he didn’t understand.
"We live in the same 'Gongxifong'. I can take you there, but she later moved away. When we met this time, she just asked me to help bring something." The girl repeated it again.
After pondering for a while, Jack realized that this might be a homophone for "shared room", and then asked, "Why did Mintai move away?"
"Because she said she was in trouble." The girl hesitated for a while before answering. She glanced at the photos on the table while speaking, and the meaning was self-evident.
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“This is just like a Thanksgiving party at my Aunt Sally’s house, oh, no, it’s ten times more exaggerated than that.” Danny dodged to avoid a person taking Wearing only a toothbrush and towel, and only a thin nightgown, the woman felt like she had nowhere to stay.
Led by a girl named Yijun Liu, the two came to a rental house converted from a loft in Chinatown. There was no bed in the room of less than 20 square meters, and the floor was creaking. There were seven or eight mattresses on the floor, but nearly 20 women were squeezed into them.
“The two of them shared a mattress and took turns sleeping, and oh my God, this made me feel worse than the dump on Staten Island.”
Jack watched all this silently without saying a word, because there was an aunt at his feet who might think that these two white-skinned people could not understand Chinese. She was talking loudly on the Internet phone, vividly describing herself to a relative on the other side of the ocean. Life in New York is like paradise.
(End of this chapter)