Chapter 640: Bejie Charity Association
The brother and sister had a war of words, which ended in Danny's disastrous defeat, and Nelson Zhou had to be released. However, this was not the only thing that made him angry. .
Because Erin secretly closed the snack box behind his back when she was talking to him, Danny didn't realize that his midnight snack had been stolen until after she left.
“I’ll treat you to something delicious when the case is over. I’ve been hoarding some good ingredients recently.” Jack was also considered a half-accomplice. After comforting him with a smile, he picked up a book from the table that he had just thrown away. There was a stack of copies, and the advertisements on them were read out.
"What is this? Asian beauty, caring companionship, $250 per hour, at least two hours each time, all matters are discussed. So, is Nelson Zhou a chicken head?"
"It looks like this. He runs a website for buying sex. This is the only information about his small gang in the organized crime department." Danny opened the drawer and threw the advertising brochure in. It was obvious that he had just interrogated Nothing gained.
“I suspect that Mintai may be one of his call girls. Maybe she turned over less money, or she wanted to escape from his control, so she was threatened with a gun by him.”
"Maybe." Jack looked noncommittal and stood up to leave, "Go back and have a good rest first. I will go to the CSI laboratory early tomorrow morning to ask for the autopsy report of Grant Lee, who was hit by a car, and then we will find it together. That Yijun Liu asked about the situation, maybe she is also working for these people.”
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Early the next morning, Jack made some beef siomai to keep busy. After spending the night sending Hannah off, she then went to the CSI New York Laboratory. After chatting with Mike Taylor for a few words, she received a call from Danny.
To his surprise, or to everyone's surprise, the patrol found a body in Dongcheng District early this morning. It was Nelson Zhou who was released from the police station last night.
When Jack arrived, Danny was on the phone next to the blue Subaru Impreza WRX. "I told you, you should listen to your brother more. For example, he took that Nelson away last night. ·Locked up."
"Why?" Erin Regan on the other side of the phone was confused.
"Because he is dead." When Danny saw Jack, he waved to the body in the cab, indicating that he could help himself.
Jack took out his gloves and stepped forward to inspect the body, while Danny continued to taunt his sister on the phone, "I am standing next to his body now. This guy had a hole in his head and was shot to death. Looks like typical gang style.”
"Did his accomplices do it? In this case, the victim is missing and both suspects are dead, and the case is over."
Although Erin is speaking from her professional perspective, this case The words still made Jack feel strange. What was going on with this strange feeling of regret?
“I was also confused. Either the Organized Crime Division had wrong intelligence on Nelson Zhou’s small gang of less than ten people, or there was something else going on in this matter.
But no matter what, Jimmy (James' nickname) is in big trouble this time. These people are so ruthless in attacking their own people, and now Jimmy has become the only person involved. "
" Yes, Jimmy's safety depends on whether this case can be solved as soon as possible, and there is a missing victim. You and Jack have to find a way, brother. "Irene also realized this.
"Thank you for reminding me, dear sister, goodbye." Danny hung up the phone and muttered, "Now I finally know that I have a brother. Why didn't you remember to leave a bite of the lobster for me last night?"
"Did you find anything?" He came to Jack's side.
"Although it was a close-range gunshot wound, I don't quite agree with your judgment that it was one of your own who did it." As he spoke, Jack took out a leaflet from the dead man's pocket. "The person who killed him was passing information to the police." Jack pointed to the coagulated blood and brain matter on the corner of the flyer. "This thing was stuffed into his pocket. It was probably after death." "
Danny didn't wear gloves. He waited for Jack to put the leaflet into an evidence bag before taking it in his hand, frowning and read the line on it, " Have you heard of the Bejie Charity Association? ”
"No." Jack took off his gloves and took out his mobile phone to search. "It looks like a community service center. It provides free English courses and legal consultation. Well, it even has outpatient medical services."
"So you think we met a vigilante?" Danny's brows twisted into a strange shape.
"To be more precise, it's a kind of cutting. Maybe you should call your father or grandpa. I guess they should be able to ask something."
Jack felt something in his heart. Guess, after learning about the history of Chinese gangs in New York, especially the decline or cleansing process of XX Hall, X Men Gang, etc. after the 21st century, he believed that Nelson Zhou's death was probably " Chinatown” is an act of cutting between old-school gangs and emerging gangs.
An hour later, in an Irish cafe that looked quite historic, Frank Regan couldn’t help but frown after listening to the two men’s accounts, twisting into the same frown as Danny. Strange shape.
"This is the autopsy report I got from the CSI lab before. Grant Lee, uh, was the accomplice who attempted to kidnap Nelson Monday. CSI found some fresh blood drops on his clothes that did not belong to him. .
These blood drops belong to a woman, most likely the victim named Mintai. The blood test results show that she is pregnant and is about to give birth. "
After Jack finished speaking, he handed over the forensic report in his hand.
"If Mintai was once a call girl under Nelson Zhou, but she is pregnant and will definitely not be able to take clients, then why are you trying to kidnap her?"
Danny was a little confused. Even if the client has any special hobbies, he would not attack a pregnant woman who is about to give birth, unless it is for...
Frank already had some calculations in his mind at this time, and his face returned to the boss's usual calm expression.
“Since someone has given a hint, why don’t you follow the clues, just like Danny you often say, you go to the No Street Charity Association.
I will I called a few 'old friends'. I haven't contacted them for many years. To be honest, I don't like dealing with Chinese people who talk in roundabout ways, especially those old guys."
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Mott Street, also known as "Mott Street", is regarded as the main thoroughfare of New York's "Chinatown". Since its formation in 1890, the scope of "Chinatown" has once expanded to include Canal Street, Bay Street, The neighborhoods of Disclosure Street, Lafayette Street, Bowery Street and East Broadway Avenue.
Nowadays, with the development of the times and the influx of new immigrants, Flushing, Queens, is gradually rising. This old "Chinatown" is gradually declining, just like the old-school Chinese gangsters who once entrenched here.
The Bejie Charity Association is located in an old office building here. The person who received the two people was the person in charge here, Nicholas Zheng, a middle-aged Chinese in his 40s with black hair and a handsome look. He looked well-kept, dressed simply, and spoke fluent English.
"Nelson Zhou? I have never heard of this name, but we have indeed provided help to many people. Maybe he is one of them?" I heard that the two police officers just came to ask about someone, Nicholas Zheng Seems very enthusiastic.
(End of this chapter)