Chapter 373: Chapter 235: The New Case of Family Annihilation_2
Jin Dahai, aided by the discarded flashlight’s beam, clearly saw the item in his hand and was stunned.
What is this?
After Dean finished declaring the arrest and felt the thrill of gaining 1,200 Experience Points, he said cheerfully, "This is a morphine injection; it can alleviate pain. Get lost after you shoot up."
"Why?"
At this moment, Jin Dahai was both shocked and pleased. His mind was buzzing, and he didn’t understand why the man before him had caught him only to let him go!
"No reason. You just need to help me by delivering a message to that Jin Dashan!"
"What message?"
"My territory, my rules. Tell him, if he tries to plead with the wrong person again, he can’t blame me for not giving him face anymore. Also, he has three days to compensate my injured guy!"
Having said this, Dean turned and left.
He had come here for two reasons: first, to gain Experience Points, and second, to find out who was behind Jin Dahai. Since he had accomplished both, his business here was concluded.
As for killing Jin Dahai? Committing such an idiotic act that would needlessly bring enemies upon oneself, offend those pressuring Old Hunter, and offer no benefits, was something Dean would not do.
「The next day.」
A middle-aged Chinese man voluntarily came to Dean and confessed. He gave a full confession, detailing how he killed a group from the Viper Gang, the reasons behind it, and even brought Jin Dahai’s ’Poison Spike’. The whole process was exceptionally quick.
At the same time, an inconspicuous Chinese foundation, under the guise of a donation, provided medical assistance to the previously injured officer. It also donated a whopping one and a half million US Dollars to the Fourth Homicide Squad and half a million US Dollars to the Central Precinct, specifically citing Dean as the reason for this donation.
The money was meant to be shared among everyone. Dean, now with a net worth in the tens of millions, didn’t care about such things.
But Jin Dahai’s master’s attitude was very satisfying to him.
Because of the ’donation,’ the atmosphere in both teams of the Fourth Squad was incredibly lively for the next two days.
In this small circle, Dean gained even more intangible prestige, especially on the Central Precinct’s side.
Because Hawk Team was boasting, all the patrol officers knew they were getting a big bonus for being close to Dean and his team. They were secretly envious.
It was foreseeable that if Dean ever needed help, these folks would be more than willing to rush forward, hoping that Dean would remember them when good things happened in the future.
Joyful times are always fleeting.
「At the end of April.」
At the end of his shift, Dean stretched lazily, tossing an identical invitation into his drawer as he prepared to leave work.
It was an invitation from Jin Dashan, Jin Dahai’s master. The content was basically about becoming friends after their fight, and it even tried to rope in some distant family ties from Dean’s grandfather’s and father’s generations...
This wasn’t really strange. There were only so many elderly Chinese settled in the United States, and the community was only so large. Stretching connections was easy.
But that was none of Dean’s damn business. When it came to these gangs, he currently had no energy to engage or maintain relationships with them.
At least... I’ll wait until I become a captain to consider such matters.
Today was Thompson’s birthday.
As Dean pondered what birthday gift to get for Thompson, Daisy knocked on the cubicle window and stuck her head out. "Dean, your desk phone seems to be broken. I just got a call for you; they told you to check your email!"
The phone’s broken?
Dean picked up his desk phone with a confused look, and his pupils contracted! He saw that the phone line was loosely connected and, underneath it, there was a note!
Someone has been here while I was out!
Dean didn’t check the email right away. First, he thoroughly inspected his surroundings to make sure the person who left the note hadn’t also left a bomb or something similar in his office. Only then did he put on gloves and open the note:
I didn’t find anything unusual with Monet, whom you asked me to investigate.
I left a few little things at his home and office.
If there’s any unexpected discovery, I’ll notify you immediately.
Here’s an extra piece of information:
The Lucifer Game Organization has sent a commissioner to Los Angeles.
They seem to have identified a newly emergent, high-IQ criminal and are planning to recruit him.
Lastly!
You really should get a private email!
Signature: V!
After reading it, Dean’s expression shifted slightly.
So it was Anbei!
Anbei was likely worried his phone might be tapped and his email wasn’t secure, so he’d chosen to convey the information through a note. This guy, who had his own channels of information in the underworld and had now infiltrated the Lucifer Game Organization, possessed very reliable intelligence!
What is Lucifer trying to achieve by constantly recruiting criminals?
The question in Dean’s mind arose swiftly and dissipated just as quickly.
As long as they leave me alone, they can do whatever they want!
He opened his email and found it was a message from the FBI, sent the day before:
Agent Dean,
There’s a challenging case right now, and we require your assistance.
If you’re willing, please contact Agent Cheston En, phone: XXXX.
We will send a temporary transfer request to the Detective Bureau on your behalf.
If you decline, then until a new member arrives at the division, any special cases in the Los Angeles area will be directly transferred to you in the future.
This is part of your obligation as a special appointee!
Please reply upon receipt!
--FBI Special Agent Dispatch Team.
After reading the email, Dean had a realization. The Cheston En mentioned in the email was an ’acquaintance’ of his.