Chapter 121 Here with me, I am the evidence!
“Raul Salinas?”
The bald president’s younger brother?
That idiot who stood in the busiest bar in Mexico and shouted, "There is nothing in Mexico that I can't settle"?
He seems to have good relations with several drug trafficking groups.
He squinted his eyes and didn't want to pay attention. Looking at the look in his old boss Alejandro's eyes, he had no choice but to answer the phone.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Victor." The man opposite obviously wanted to be a gentleman, but his voice was really unpleasant.
"What's the matter? Mr. Raul." Victor held the microphone in his left hand and talked to him casually.
“I heard that you attacked the drug traffickers’ camp on the border of Sonora??”
As soon as Victor heard this, he knew that the other party was looking for trouble. He sat up straight and interrupted. His words, "Raul, I want to correct you, this is not called an attack, this is called anti-drug!"
"Please don't use the wrong words! You must have read a book, right?"
For such a scumbag, Victor is not willing to give in to him.
Whoever cooperates with drug dealers should be damned!
Extreme?
Victor will use his caliber to tell you what extreme means.
Alejandro held his forehead. There must be something wrong with Victor's character, but he was actually very easy to get along with, as long as you didn't sell drugs.
You sell drugs, I tell you about JB Mao?
Raul Salinas was also confused by Victor. He is the younger brother of the president. Do you understand that he is a relative of the emperor?
His nose was so angry that he shouted, "Victor! I came to you to mediate your conflict."
"With whom? A drug dealer? Mr. Raul, you are from Mexico Citizens, not Mexican drug dealers, and what are you shouting for? You shout in front of me! CNMD! Walk with your butt open at night, and don’t sleep too hard, sleep with your eyes open.”
Victor cursed loudly, hung up the phone, and looked at the dumbfounded Alejandro, "Don't let me answer calls like this from now on, I'm afraid I can't help but blow his head off."
I have so many people under my command, but you have the temper to ask your brother to bring you over and stand in front of me.
Alejandro smiled bitterly and poured him a glass of water, "Mr. President, this younger brother is said to have a very violent personality. He killed maids when he was a child and did not restrain himself when he grew up."
< br>Victor narrowed his eyes, "Scumbags like this, living is really unfair to others!"
The police's duty is not only to crack down on drugs, but also to maintain social order and protect the rights and interests of civilians.
Let a murderer go free?
This is a violation of the law!
He is Mexico’s “Legal Pioneer.”
You have to find someone to tie him up. Victor doesn’t have the habit of letting someone attack first after offending someone.
Either you don’t offend, or if you really do become enemies, you will end up doing it to your death.
Do you think Victor told him to sleep with his eyes open to scare him?
"I have a bad heart. When he yells at me, he is looking down on me."
In a mansion in Mexico City at this time.
Raul Salinas listened to the busy tone on the phone with a dull look on his face, and there were even curse words from Victor beside his ears.
"Fuck! Fuck!" He came to his senses, ripped off the phone and smashed it on the ground. His shoulder-length hair was waving in anger. Compared with his bald brother, he had less hair. many.
I don’t know if he is his biological child.
The servant who heard the noise hurriedly ran in and saw the phone on the ground, a little at a loss.
"Get out! Get out! Who let you in?" Raul Salinas picked up the ashtray on the table and threw it at it, hitting the other person's forehead directly. The maid screamed in pain. Make a sound.
But this seemed to stimulate his animal nature even more. He grabbed the maid's head and banged it against the wall!
“It hurts! Does it hurt?”
At first, the maid screamed and tried to block it with her hands, but in the end she lost her strength and her face was covered in blood. When Raul Salinas let go, the other party collapsed on the ground.
This pervert!
Raul Salinas sat down on the sofa with red eyes and panted heavily. He picked up the red wine glass next to him and drank it all with a sinister look in his eyes.
He likes to make small moves. In the past, someone competed with his brother for a position, but he was the one who solved it. That person’s whole family was burned to death!
After getting used to using violence, I wanted to use violence to solve the problem, but... Victor's fists were harder.
"I don't believe that no one likes money, Victor! If you don't like money, then I will bribe the person next to you!" Raul Salinas smashed the cup on the ground and looked at the maid lying there, There was a flash in his eyes, and a sinister smile on his lips.
…
The next day, May 20, 1990.
Cambra Valley.
There are police officers everywhere!
About 37 TV reporters from all over Mexico have been invited to hold a press conference here. Ordinary people are also allowed to visit, but only 200 people are allowed to visit.
Everyone was searched.
If someone carries dangerous weapons, wouldn't it be chaos? The minimum limit for drug dealers is worse than the smelly ditch on the roadside.
The valley was swept clean, corpse? It's long gone. The soil on the ground was so dark that people shoveled it all night long.
Fifteen tons of drugs are placed on the left, and seized weapons are placed on the right.
Many reporters kept pressing the shutter button on their hands and exclaimed in surprise.
“It’s time, gentlemen, please take your seats. You can take photos later if you have time.” The police officers maintaining order called for the reporters to take their seats.
Victor, dressed in a police uniform and with a company medal hanging on his left, walked onto the stage from below.
These medals...are awarded by the Guadalupe Island Police Department.
Mexico City is really stingy.
Victor looked at the reporters sitting below, smiled softly, moved the microphone, and was about to speak when he saw four or five people below suddenly stood up, took off their clothes, and exposed their inner clothes. On the body, it says: "Using white phosphorus bombs is a sinner!"
The leader is a woman. Cambra Valley is full of civilians, there are no drug dealers!"
She said and wanted to rush forward.
Victor looked at this scene calmly and condescendingly.
When the police officers who maintained order came up, they gave her a rifle butt, no, one rifle butt for each of them, and then pulled her hair and dragged her away like a dead dog, while the other police officer yelled: "This is killing! No. Maintain stability!”
When reporters saw such a scene, they took pictures one after another.
"Chief Victor, don't you think it's too much for you to treat a protesting woman like this?" A female reporter stood up and said indignantly, and her companion next to her pulled her hard.
“The only person who can intercede for drug dealers in Mexico is the drug dealer! The lady just now, her husband is a drug dealer, killed 17 people, and she is also a drug addict herself, and she also participated in drug trafficking. The Guadalupe Island Police Department has wanted her for a long time, and I didn't expect that she would bump into it on her own." Victor glanced at it and knew what it was.
"Where is the evidence! Where is the evidence!" The female reporter refused.
Victor squinted his eyes, "If you don't believe what I say, you can leave madam, but here, my words are evidence!"
"Please don't go crazy here, otherwise...I will ask the police Let me send you away."
She still wanted to speak, but her companion covered her mouth and pressed it down hard, smiling sheepishly at Victor.
"Idiot!" Victor dismissed it.
Some people like to discuss human nature. They believe that drug dealers are also human beings and should be "respected". Then, coupled with some ideas from the United States, they believe that life should be respected, and then this "respect" "A crown on the criminal's head.
This kind of thing will become more and more serious in the future.
Isn’t that what Breivik did in 2011? He killed 77 people in 135 minutes, and then said in court that he should either be sentenced to death or given the best prison.
The result…
The Norwegian victim chose to forgive him.
QNMD!
No matter what, heinous crimes should be punished with the death penalty. Here in Victor, drug dealers are not human beings, which means it is inconvenient now. When will there be a live broadcast of "Burn Drug Dealers!"
to shock everyone.
The law is used to shock, not to judge.
(End of this chapter)