Chapter 1028 New Year’s Snowy Night (8)
“No, no, no, this is not right, things are not that simple.” Ronick paced back and forth nervously.
Related to what Bishop said to him before, Jack had roughly guessed what was going on, and asked tentatively, "This Danny Barbero is also the DPD's anti-gangster group. 'A member of the group?"
Ronick nodded and took off the handcuffs from his waist with a sinister look, "I want to talk to Bishop, will you come with me?"
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A few minutes later, in an office with the heating turned off, facing two corpses with clothes covering their heads, a certain gang boss was handcuffed, but his expression remained unchanged.
Ronick pointed to the body placed on the ground and introduced, "His name is Danny Barbero. Like Ray Botno who was killed by you, he is a member of the DPD's anti-gang group. '
Now, I need to know why the DPD's "anti-gangster" people took the risk to sneak into my police station to rescue you. Do you know the true identity of those guys outside, Bissau? "P."
"Before answering this question, I want to know the identity of this gentleman, a federal agent. Are you here for me too?" Bishop said and turned his face. Jack on the side.
"Would you believe me if I said that I just happened to be passing by here with my friends? My office is in New York, not in Detroit." Jack flashed his ID at him impatiently.
He doesn't have a good impression of this gangster. He has become a prisoner and puts on a showy face and doesn't know who to show it to. Maybe this is his way of self-protection, but Jack doesn't accept this trick.
"Chief Ronick is a dedicated police officer. He is currently performing his duties. My suggestion is that you'd better cooperate."
Ronick's words are inferior to Jack's. So tactfully, "Answer my question, otherwise I don't mind sending you out directly to those bastards outside.
I'm going to work as a civilian at Police Station No. 21, and I probably won't. Some people will embarrass me over such a trivial matter. You must know that my life is not the only one who is threatened at the moment."
Bishop's eyes rolled over the two of them, and finally he raised his hands. Expresses compromise.
"Well, this is not a very complicated matter. First of all, Sheriff, and this Mr. FBI from out of town, I think you all know who I am?"
"A very vicious person. "Ronick said through gritted teeth.
"Sorry, I really haven't heard of it before today." Jack told the truth, not to mention within the United States, in terms of the entire Detroit area, a company of his size There are dozens, if not hundreds, of gang leaders.
He is not from the organized crime department, so how could he know about such a local snake-like existence without deliberately asking.
Bishop was obviously choked by Jack, and it took him a while to reorganize his words, "OK, I believe you were passing by.
What I want to say is that I have a collaborator, Marcus Duvall, to be precise, Marcus Duvall and all his team members. "
"Who is Marcus Duvall? "Jack remembered that he had heard Roenick mention this name before.
"Inspector Marcus Duvall, the head of the DPD's "Anti-Gang Unit", is also the head of Ray Botno and this Danny. Barbero's superior. "
After answering, Ronick turned to look at Bishop, "You want to say that you are actually in the same group? So what's going on with you and Ray Bertnow? Why did you kill him in church this morning? "
The latter's expression was rather difficult to explain, "To put it simply, we have always been divided into 50 and 50, but obviously Marcus Duvall is not satisfied with this. He wants to adjust this ratio to It was split between 30 and 70, but I refused. ”
"So you killed Duval's representative Ray Botno in reply?" Jack felt that this guy was not as smart as he seemed. "No." Bishop shook his head, "I underestimated them. It's obvious that they have found a new partner. Botno came to kill me, but I took advantage of him."
This sounds much more reasonable. Jack rubbed his chin, "So Duval and his people are here to silence them?"
"Yes, I 's lawyer contacted a federal prosecutor and offered me some deals, knowing that I had enough evidence to put Duvall and his men in prison for the rest of their lives.
So when I did. When I saw you, I thought you were a federal agent sent by the Department of Justice." Bishop's words explained the reason why he took the initiative to talk to Jack.
"Unfortunately, I'm really not the one. The agent you were expecting is probably still on the way at this moment." This guy really wasn't being pretentious. At this time, Jack also solved the last doubt in his heart.
As a country with a maritime law system, U.S. prosecutors cannot directly command the police. This can be discovered by looking at the interaction between the Reagan brothers and sisters.
As an assistant district attorney, Eileen Regan is not qualified to direct Danny Regan to do this or that. The two sides may even have conflicts from time to time. For example, when Danny arrests someone, but Eileen Make a decision not to prosecute.
But the FBI is an exception, because their immediate superior is the Department of Justice, and the Attorney General is the Federal Attorney General.
Unlike Jack's calmness, Sheriff Ronick on the side was almost furious, "How many police officers were involved in this matter?"
"The entire 'anti-gang group'? I don't know the exact number, but I guess there are no less than 20 people. It is impossible for them to let me leave this police station alive."
Bishop's face There was a wry smile on his face. Unlike Jack's calmness, his mentality tended to be more like lying down, or taking one step at a time.
Ronick mistook his expression and said almost through gritted teeth.
"Are you still happy? Since they have reached this point, they will not allow anyone to leave this police station alive, whether it is you or us, including the remaining three in the detention area. A prisoner, there is no chance."
At this time, someone knocked on the office door, and then John's voice came, "Jack, Sheriff, you'd better come out and take a look."
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The headlights turned on in the distance, and three large SUVs rolled over the snow on the main road and drove slowly towards here, followed by two DPD-painted police cars in a dignified manner.
The three SUVs were parked on the main road opposite the police station gate in a swaggering manner, turning on their high beams and facing the police station gate, as if showing off their power, declaring the other party's confidence in this way. .
Jack pressed against the thick brick wall, raised a corner of the blinds, and watched two police cars blocking both ends of the main road, one in the east and one in the west.
“I thought I came to Detroit to deal with the criminals here, not to shoot with the police.” John laughed at himself.
Jack knew that this guy always had a big heart, but he didn't expect that this old guy could still remain calm and composed in this seemingly desperate situation. It seemed that he had experienced a lot in the past few years since he left the LAPD.
In comparison, the performance of the other people is much inferior. Alice is a civilian police officer who usually does not even carry a gun. At this time, her nervous lips turned white and even her lipstick was gone. Can't cover it up.
The old police officer Jasper's face was extremely ugly, and he stared at Bishop viciously, as if he wanted to pounce on him and bite him at any time.
The psychiatrist Alex looked like she didn’t understand the situation at all, but looking at the posture outside, she obviously realized that the person who came was evil.
(End of this chapter)