Chapter 336

A little tattoo on the neck and arms of the two people on the Toyota car is enough to show that they are not good things.

Tattoos are not rare. From young girls to old men in their fifties and sixties, if you are in a good mood, you may get one.

Those with strong hobbies have many flower arms and half bodies.

But the tattoos are different.

In Los Angeles, no one dares to scribble this tattoo.

Some people dare to scribble, and the technicians of general tattoo shops dare not scribble these meaningful patterns at will.

The number of crosses on the church spire represents his qualifications, the nuance of the crown on the cross represents his division of labor within the gang, and the number of black blood drops dropped from the crown represents the people he killed.

Of course, in Los Angeles, where many young people die, there are people who dare to scribble patterns, cross and blood drop numbers, but such a fool usually doesn't live for a week.

With this kind of tattoo, when you walk in some blocks, you may suddenly stop a car on the side, on which someone asks, "where are you from?"

Don't think it's a normal chat up line. With this seemingly common question, it's likely that a dark gun will shoot at the person being asked.

Because since the tattoo proves that this man has high status and killed many people, but he wanders into the territory of the tattoo counterpart, the other party will kill him with extremely fierce means to show his determination to maintain the territory.

The two ambulances were also careful.

They are all wearing long sleeved shirts, and the cuffs and neckline buttons are also used, with only a little tattoo edge on the neck and wrist.

Unfortunately, Luke's self-made small program soon compared the edge of the tattoo with the group tattoo in the database, and the consistency with the tattoo of a small group was as high as 80%.

What's more, as far as the appearance and temperament of these two people are concerned, why do they stay outside the DEA building all the time?

Although the United States is known as a liberal democracy, in fact, people who shouldn't appear in a certain area rarely appear in a certain area.

Even if it appears, it should be a passing, lingering problem.

This is not China. If you don't break the law, you can stay wherever you want.

In the area with good public security environment, anyone who dares to dress like a tramp will be interrogated by the patrol police car when they see it, and there is no need to find out who has illegal behavior.

Taxpayers and the poor are two kinds of existence.

Therefore, the safety of taxpayers should be guaranteed, and the unstable factors of the poor should be removed from good places.

You can refer to Rambo in the first drop of blood.

Luke, of course, would not help the patrol. He just leaned over his head and watched the surveillance pictures with Selena.

"Compare it with the information in the database, and check from the members of Latin American gangs first." He said.

Selena, yes, she's already in action.

Less than five minutes later, she said, "these two guys are really not clean."

Two apparently jailed photos of two people in a Toyota over there.

Luke is now supported from top to bottom by the police, and has long tried to copy some of the police information.

Of course, it must be against the rules. He didn't get permission.

He built a small database of these things on the car, mainly for various local sensitive people. The content is mainly gang members. He didn't dare to put other information on the car.

In case of being suspected and finding the information of gang members, he can also say that he collected it by himself, so it's difficult to explain the information of those in power.

On the tablet, the names of the two men are striking: Domingo Torres and paladia Mendoza.

These two gang members have not only criminal record, but also several serious injuries. Now they are on parole, but they haven't contacted the parole officer for several months.

In other words, it's OK for Luke and his wife to go straight to arrest both of them.

Of course, Luke will not be so wasteful. These two men are now at most a desertion of their security. They will only be jailed for a few more years if they are caught.

Let them start again and interrupt them.

Killing police is a felony.

Even if the attempt is unsuccessful, most lawyers will not be willing to take this kind of work. It will be on the blacklist of the police system, and it will be difficult to get involved in the police system in the future.

Most of the lawyers' energy depends on their close relationship with the local police and judges, while most of the local prosecutors (D.A.) responsible for prosecution are transferred from the police system.

Being on the police blacklist is tantamount to breaking up with the local prosecutors, which is definitely not conducive to the long-term business of lawyers.

Luke said something to Selena, and she picked up the phone and dialed Palmer's number: "Palmer, it's me, Selena. Did you get off work? Come on. We have something to talk about with you. Why don't we go to dinner together and disturb you? OK, we'll wait for you at the exit of the parking lot. "

When she hung up, Selena gestured two times: "it's done. She said she'd be out in 20 minutes."Luke smiled and nodded, "I'll give you the car and send me the information around me at any time." He said as he pulled out a wireless headset and pushed the door out of the car.

Selena moved to the driver's seat, looked at the surveillance screen, and drove the car toward the exit of DEA parking lot.

After Luke got off, he walked leisurely to DEA's office building.

While walking, at the same time casually scanning around, a pair of excess energy, stroll the road of the middle-aged two juvenile like.

A young white woman in a close fitting sportswear, white towel around her neck, pedometer around her wrists and headphone cord in a deep groove in her chest came running behind him, passed him and moved on.

The healthy light wheat skin is full of the breath of youth and health.

Luke blew a short whistle and paid attention.

The running beauty couldn't hear it at all and continued her jogging journey.

Luke followed with a smile and ran.

He was not close either. Five meters away, his eyes fell on the running beauty's tights from time to time.

Well, it must be very strong! He muttered to himself.

Following this running beauty, Luke went all the way and finally stopped at a corner.

Seeing that the big, round and upright part was gradually away, he walked slowly to the side of the road with a regretful look, fumbled for two coins, and bought a pot of DR on a vending machine. Pepper, he sat down on the steps, opened the tab and took a big gulp.

He hiccupped comfortably and hummed "baby got back" in his mouth.

“I like big butts and I cannot lie

You other brothers can't deny

That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist

And a round thing in your face……”

At this time, a running beauty passed in front of him again.

Hispanic blood, open back sports underwear and short pants, and Well, standard fiery character: "hooligan!"

Luke: ⊙ o ⊙?

The beauty also turned her head and looked at him. Her eyes were moving and she laughed twice.