Chapter 889

"OK, I can cooperate, but I'm just a discipline investigator. Your friend's case is managed by the criminal police. Others are locked up in BOPE headquarters, and there's nothing I can do," Raleigh said.

"You have the ability." the other party seems to know Raleigh very well. "I found out that your discipline investigation commissioner has a power. If you think a prisoner is related to the internal discipline violation case you are investigating, you have the right to apply for him to be transferred to your case as a tainted witness, and you can even make an exemption deal with him."

"Ordinary criminal cases are OK, but he is a police killing case. If I do, I think the police will soon shoot me in the back," Raleigh said without hesitation.

"If a normal policeman is killed, of course not. What if those two are black policemen?" the other party said: "in the police circle, not everyone is black. Many people still hate black policemen, especially BOPE. They are elite troops and don't know that they are protecting two scum who ruin their reputation."

On the phone, the other party poked Raleigh's most worried place.

BOPE is an armed mobile force composed of elite police. It is paramilitary. They do not handle specific cases, so they basically have little to do with drug traffickers, let alone black police. Raleigh knows this.

Just as in this world, there will be white when there is black.

The same applies to every law enforcement industry.

"OK! Then we can meet." Raleigh finally made up his mind. He suddenly looked forward to the man on the phone.

Perhaps, this is also a good opportunity to wash away the shame.

"I'll send you the address, and then come to see me. Remember, see if anyone is following you." the other party said cautiously, "I don't want to kill."

The cold chill in the last sentence made Raleigh tremble.

Even across the phone, you can still feel the murderous spirit of the other party.

Put down the phone, Raleigh picked up his clothes, put them on, took out his police gun from the drawer, checked the magazine and inserted it into the holster under his rib.

Then he walked out of the study and wanted to walk towards the gate.

He took a few steps, then stopped, went back to the bedroom door and gently pushed a crack in the door.

The room was quiet. By the light from the door, he caught a glimpse of his wife lying in bed.

A few seconds later, he gently closed the door and went to his daughter's room to do the same thing.

Maybe I'll get into big trouble this time. The worst outcome is to be found in a smelly ditch in the suburbs the next day, just like drug dealer C.

But as a man, there are some things he knows he can't do, and he has to try when there is danger.

Reputation is more important than your life at some time.

After leaving home, Raleigh went downstairs, got on his old Chevrolet, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, then took a taxi and waited slowly in the car.

Sting——

A message pops up in the mobile phone. He clicks it immediately. It's the address.

……

One hour, outside the abandoned cross-country club, two lights lit up the dark grass.

It's remote enough. After all, only the suburbs have such a suitable place for off-road driving.

Raleigh looked at the deserted wild and mountains around him, and he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

When he reached the iron door, his cell phone suddenly rang.

"The iron door is not closed. Just open it."

He pointed the front of the car at the iron door and opened it slowly. When he approached, he found that the door was indeed open.

The car pushed open the door and walked in, and soon came to the door of the wooden house.

The door on the first floor was pushed open, and Qin Fei, wearing a full set of heavy bulletproof vests, appeared in the light.

This is not a bulletproof vest, this is a suit, but Qin Fei is not wearing the welding helmet of several kilograms on his head at this time.

Asian?

Raleigh had a question mark in his mind.

But he suddenly felt inexplicably at ease.

Before, the other party said on the phone that he was just a foreigner and a passer-by in Rio. From now on, this man didn't lie. He was indeed a foreigner.

Raleigh turned off the engine, opened the door and got off.

Qin Fei came up and looked at Raleigh: "it seems that I didn't find the wrong person. Commissioner Raleigh, you have a sense of justice and courage. Maybe someone else doesn't dare to come."

"Thank you very much for your invitation, but..." Raleigh looked at Qin Fei. This equipment is definitely used for high-intensity combat. What is this man doing in a dilapidated house in the suburbs late at night?

Is there a war here?

"Who the hell are you?"

"I think we'd better go in and talk about it. There's a lot of space here." Qin Fei swept around warily.

Raleigh thought that since they all came and the meat was on the display board, the man in front of him was wearing this bulletproof jacket. I'm afraid he couldn't deal with it even if he pulled out the 9mm pistol.

If you come, you will be at ease.

He followed Qin Fei into the room.

As soon as he entered, he asked a strong smell of gunsmoke and blood.

Following Qin Feili, it became more and more frightening. There was definitely a big war here. The walls were full of bullet holes. A wooden wall facing north completely collapsed, and the head of a Nissan large SUV came in and stopped there.

Looking at the stunned Raleigh, Qin Fei smiled and said, "there's no way. We'll come here to rescue the hostages, but there are some armed bandits guarding here. We can only kill them."

Walking into the big room inside, the experienced investigator was stunned by the situation in front of Raleigh.

Eight bodies were stacked neatly on the ground. The bodies were wearing tactical vests, and the walls were filled with weapons and ammunition such as M4A1 carbines and grenades.

Qin Fei pointed to the people on the ground and said, "these are the eight people."

He turned and pointed to the corner and said, "look there, the person you want is here."

Raleigh looked and was surprised: "it's DRAs!?"

At this time, DRAs was in a mess. It can be seen from his swollen face that this guy had suffered a lot of crimes. He knelt on the ground and his suit was messy. He had long lost his usual appearance on TV.

On the other side of the room stood several chairs on which sat a white man with blond hair and blue eyes.

Suddenly a voice came from the door.

"Boss, I've seen it. There's no tracker."

Raleigh looked back and saw Kun guess.

This is obviously Asian.

"You really have evidence in your hands?" he began to believe Qin Fei. "Can you really give it to me?"

Qin Fei nodded and said, "of course, you can have Mr. DRAs's own confession, as well as the videos and recordings of him and his men intimidating slum drug dealers and their cooperation."

"Oh, my God!" Raleigh felt his heart start to beat wildly and adrenaline began to secrete rapidly. He became a little excited and his eyes lit up: "I thought these things were destroyed! How did you find them!?"