Chapter 829 Don't Play Tricks on Me

After being handcuffed by the police commando of the police department, Rod Jonathan, who had just returned to the nightclub under pressure, entered his office with a few thugs whose hands were still shaking after being frightened.

I saw Robert Rich directing the Bureau of Investigation with a smile on his face, trying to pry open a safe with tools.

Seeing this, Rod Jonathan couldn't help curling his lips. If the safe was so easy to pry open, the company that sold it would be sued for bankruptcy even if it wasn't bankrupt.

But Rhodes didn't feel complacent for long, Tom Davis said to his two Miller brothers, "Go and help."

"No Problem Head".

The two of them didn't pick up crowbars and other things, and took out a long piece of yellow mud from their backpacks.

For an instant, Robert and the agents of the Bureau of Public Security took a breath.

It turns out that this thing is a plastic explosive that can be kneaded into any shape.

Soon a slender strip was attached to the safe, Tom winked at the person who was pressing Rhodes, and then pouted at the safe.

The commando members who understood it smiled, and pressed Rhodes forward a few steps intentionally or unintentionally.

Of course Rhodes is unwilling to go forward, and he also understands that this must be scaring himself.

But what he didn't expect was that he grabbed his two commandos and lifted him to the solid wood desk two meters to the left of the safe.

Uncuffs and cuffs himself to a table leg.

A minute or two later, a group of people left the office, and Rhodes was looking at the two Miller brothers who were the last to withdraw with contempt.

A series of crisp explosions suddenly came from two meters away.

Rhodes was so scared that he almost peed his pants.

Then when he looked at Tom and the others, his eyes couldn't help showing a panic expression.

Since plastic explosives can be kneaded and deformed at will, it means that a knowledgeable person can calculate the approximate power.

It is not difficult to scare Rhodes and blow up the safe.

Several detectives first found cash and guns from the safe, and when they saw a few bags of flour, everyone burst into smiles.

With this thing, it means that Rhodes can't get away, and no one can take Rhodes away from the "reading" bureau.

However, although Rod Jonathan was afraid at this time and scolded Tom and others as lunatics, he had no intention of surrendering and pleading guilty.

Possession of flour and unregistered firearms in the United States is certainly a crime, but the crime is not so serious as the lawyer's ability.

If the number is not large, the sentence will not last for many years.

It's a pity that Robert has been a policeman for many years, and he has been transferred to the Police Department for 3 years.

I have dealt with all kinds of criminals a lot, not only experienced, but also know how to deal with them.

Because I have passed the bar exam, I know what accusations people like Rod Jonathan are most afraid of.

Wearing gloves, he took a ledger out of the safe and flipped through it for a while.

Then he pointed to a pile of seven to eighty thousand dollars of money on the table, and said to Rhodes, "According to the records written in this ledger, the average monthly net income of this nightclub is roughly 40,000 dollars.

And I remember that your information shows that the taxes paid in these years have never exceeded 3,000 US dollars.

Seems like you should be paying a lot less tax, right? "

FKU.

Rod Jonathan's expression changed, and he stared at Robert Rich with an extremely ugly expression, "You have to know that meddling in other people's affairs and wronging the leader of a faction may not be able to bear the consequences for a dead guy like you."

As soon as Rhodes finished his threatening words, Tom Davis took the M416 rifle from the shoulder of William Miller beside him.

A gun butt slammed into Rod Jonathan's head.

At the same time that Rhode's head was bleeding, he also began to faint.

Moreover, no matter how he struggled, his body was always held tightly by the two commando members around him.

When the thugs moved a little, their heads were blocked by the muzzle of the gun, which made them afraid to move.

After a while, the dizziness gradually disappeared, and Rhode looked sideways at Tom Davis with difficulty.

But the black hood on Tom's face, not to mention what he looked like, he couldn't even see his expression clearly.

I immediately cursed in my heart, these damned cowards.

If you can't confirm your identity, you can't take revenge. Rhodes can only look at Tom's eyes full of hatred.

Then a gunstock that was getting closer and closer was printed in his eyes, and he was hit hard on the forehead with a 'bang'.

While Rhodes was in great pain this time, he felt so confused that he couldn't stand up anymore.

But he kept murmuring indistinctly, "I want to sue you, I must sue you."

"Whatever," said Tom Davis, squinting his eyes, "Anyway, I don't have to worry about not having a barrister to defend me, let alone worry about not having money to hire a lawyer.

And, to be honest, I would rather leave the bureau and return to my original job. "

Robert and the members of the on-site FAST commando understood what Tom meant.

Compared with staying with the big boss Li Changheng, being an agent of the "Reading" Bureau really doesn't have much appeal.

Then I saw Tom raise the butt of his gun again, and hit Rhodes on the neck.

"stop."

Robert, who hadn't asked a question, hurriedly pulled Tom away, then smiled and looked at Rhodes, who was really scared in his eyes, and said, "Dude, it's fine if you threaten me.

But this group of guys is full of hard-nosed people who are not afraid of not being able to find a well-paying job.

Even, when you drive down the street one day, as long as there is some flour hidden in the car, they will shoot you for a reason.

And, don't forget, a few hours ago, there were more than a dozen popular members of the Lucas family, and four core members, but they were all killed. "

Probably because he was frightened by Tom's ruthless attack on his neck just now, Rhodes honestly didn't refute this time.

Instead, he stared at Robert in front of him and asked, "The Lucas family has been wiped out by you, and I'm just a small character. What do you want?"

"It's very simple." Robert smiled. "Someone reported to us that you are not only the flour distributor of the Lucas family, but also the mastermind who shot Denzel Lucas and his wife Alan a few days ago."

Damn old hag.

Rhodes immediately thought of Martha Lucas, and probably the mastermind of the shooting was indeed himself, his eyes flashed, and some guilty quibbles said, "That has nothing to do with me."

Robert shrugged, "We have been watching Denzel for almost 3 years. When he and his wife were shot, my people were more than ten meters away."

Then Robert reported a license plate number, and Rhode suddenly showed a panic expression.

The license plate number just mentioned was indeed true, but the detective who was staring at Denzel at the time had no time to drive after him, and the attacking car had already rushed a hundred meters away.

When they wanted to chase, they saw Denzel's driver get out of the car and shoot back. The two detectives immediately hoped that Denzel was not dead.