Chapter 1028 New Year's Snow Night (VIII)

Chapter 1028 New Year's Snow Night (VIII)

"No, no, no, there's something wrong. It's not that simple." Ronick paced back and forth nervously.

Relating to what Bishop said to him before, Jack had already roughly guessed what was going on, and asked tentatively, "Is this Danny Barbero also a member of the DPD's 'anti-gang group'?"

Roenick nodded and took off the handcuffs from his waist with evil eyes, "I want to talk to Bishop, will you come with me?"

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A few minutes later, in an office with the heating turned off, facing two corpses with clothes covering their heads, a certain gang boss was handcuffed, but his expression remained unchanged.

Roenick pointed to the body placed on the ground and introduced, "His name is Danny Barbero, and like Ray Botno who was killed by you, he was a member of the DPD's "anti-gang group."

Now, I need to know why people from the DPD's "anti-gang unit" took the risk and sneaked into my police station to rescue you. Do you know the true identities of those guys outside, Bishop? "

"Before answering this question, I want to know the identity of this gentleman, a federal agent. Are you here for me too?" Bishop said, turning his face to Jack aside.

"Would you believe me if I said I just happened to be passing by here with my friends? My office is in New York, not in Detroit." Jack flashed his ID at him impatiently.

He doesn't have a good impression of this gangster. He has become a prisoner and puts on a showy face and doesn't know who to show it to. Maybe this is his way of self-protection, but Jack doesn't accept this trick.

"Chief Ronick is a dedicated police officer who is currently performing his duties. My advice is that you'd better cooperate."

Ronick's words were not as tactful as Jack's, "Answer my question, otherwise I don't mind sending you directly out to those bastards outside.

I'm going to work as a civilian at Police Station No. 21 soon. I don't think anyone will embarrass me for such a trivial matter. You know, my life is not the only one who is threatened right now. "

Bishop's eyes rolled over the two of them, and finally he raised his hands to show compromise.

"Well, this is not a very complicated matter. First of all, Sheriff, and this Mr. FBI from out of town, I think you all know who I am, right?"

"A very vicious person." Ronick said through gritted teeth.

"Sorry, I really haven't heard of it before today." Jack told the truth, not to mention within the United States, that is, in the entire Detroit area, there are no gang leaders of his size. There are dozens of hundreds.

He was not from the organized crime department, so how could he possibly know about the existence of such a local snake-like thing if he didn't deliberately inquire about it.

Bishop was obviously choked by Jack, and it took him a while to reorganize his words, "OK, I believe you were passing by.

What I want to say is that I have a collaborator, Marcus Duvall, to be precise, Marcus Duvall and all his team members. "

"Who is Marcus Duvall?" Jack remembered that he had heard Roenick mention this name before.

"Inspector Marcus Duvall, head of the DPD's Anti-Gang Unit, and the superior of Ray Botno and this Danny Barbero."

After Ronick answered, he turned to look at Bishop, "You want to say that you are actually in the same group? What happened to you and Ray Botnow? Why did you kill him in the church early this morning? ?”

The latter's expression was rather difficult to explain, "To put it simply, we have always been divided into 50 and 50, but obviously Marcus Duvall was not satisfied with this. He wanted to adjust the ratio to 30 to 70, but I refused. ”

"So you killed Duval's representative Ray Botno in reply?" Jack felt that this guy was not as smart as he seemed.

"No." Bishop shook his head, "I underestimated them. It's obvious that they have found a new partner. Botno came to kill me, but I struck first."

This sounds much more reasonable. Jack rubbed his chin, "So Duval and his people are here to silence them?"

"Yes, my attorney contacted a federal prosecutor and offered some terms in a deal, knowing that I had enough evidence to put Duvall and his men in prison for the rest of their lives.

So when I saw you, I thought you were a federal agent sent by the Department of Justice. "Bishop's words explained the reason why he took the initiative to talk to Jack before.

"Unfortunately, I'm really not the one. The agent you were expecting is probably still on the way at this moment." This guy really wasn't being pretentious, and Jack also solved the last doubt in his heart at this time.

As a country with a maritime law system, U.S. prosecutors cannot directly command the police. This can be discovered by looking at the interaction between the Reagan brothers and sisters.

As an assistant district attorney, Erin Regan was not qualified to direct Danny Regan to do this or that. The two sides would even have conflicts from time to time. For example, Danny arrested someone but Erin did not prosecute. Decide.

But the FBI is an exception, because their immediate superior is the Department of Justice, and the Attorney General is the federal Attorney General.

Unlike Jack's calmness, Sheriff Roenicke on the side was almost furious, "How many police officers were involved in this matter?"

"The entire 'anti-gang group'? I don't know the exact number, but I guess there are no less than 20 people. It is impossible for them to let me leave this police station alive."

Bishop had a bitter smile on his face. Unlike Jack's calmness, his mentality was more inclined to lie down, or take one step at a time.

Ronick misunderstood his expression and said almost gritting his teeth.

"Are you still happy? Since they have done this, they will not allow anyone to leave this police station alive, whether it is you or us, including the remaining three prisoners in the detention area, there is no chance."

At this time, the office door was knocked gently, and then John's voice came, "Jack, Sheriff, you'd better come out and take a look."

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The lights of the car came on in the distance, and three large-size SUVs rolled over the snow on the main road and drove slowly towards here, followed by two DPD-painted police cars.

The three SUVs parked on the main road opposite the gate of the police station, turned on the high beam, and faced the gate of the police station directly, as if showing off their power, and used this method to declare that the other party was fearless.

Jack leaned against the thick brick wall, lifted a corner of the blinds, and looked at the two police cars blocking the two ends of the main road.

"I thought I came to Detroit to deal with the criminals here, not to shoot at the police." John said self-deprecatingly.

Jack knew that this guy was always careless, but he didn't expect that this old friend could still remain calm in this seemingly desperate situation. It seems that he has experienced a lot in the past few years since he left LAPD.

In comparison, the performance of the other few people was much worse. Alice was a civilian police officer who didn't even carry a gun. At this time, her lips turned white due to nervousness, and even lipstick couldn't cover it.

The old police officer Jasper's face was extremely ugly, staring at Bishop fiercely, as if he wanted to pounce on him and bite him at any time.

Psychologist Alex looked like she didn't understand the situation at all, but looking at the posture outside, she obviously realized that the visitor was not friendly.