North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 455 Keeping the Bottom Line
Sarai was very honest along the way, so honest that Jimmy even felt that he had found the wrong person.According to the character of the Azt people who went to New York, they are all irritable, and they will explode if there is a spark. Why are the people in Dallas so face-to-face.

When the car was parked by the edge of the woods, Sarai's expression changed. When he got out of the car and walked into the woods, his face was already extremely ugly. Now that he was pushed on top of his head by the left wheel, he was in mourning.

They are all gangsters, who doesn't know why they come to this kind of place?
Seeing Jimmy's skillful way of opening the magazine and reloading bullets, this revolver is definitely not a game that he has been playing for a year or two. As a native of Texas, how could he not know about the game of Russian roulette? !

Her lips trembled, and Sarai insisted on not speaking.Jimmy didn't get used to him either, he pulled the trigger first, "Click", "You still have four chances to speak."

The position of the bullet can be seen from the back of the magazine, and now the bullet is directly below, that is to say, there are only three chances.But Jimmy can't shoot. In a game like roulette, if you can hold on to three shots, you are already a man. If you don't say anything, Jimmy will have to change the plan.

"It's a tough guy, Sarai, it seems you don't want to talk about it." "Click" Jimmy pulled the trigger again, and the magazine turned one click again.

Sarai shuddered directly, this is not a toy, looking up at the shiny barrel, you can see the rifling in the barrel.

"10 seconds." Jimmy took out the cigarette case from his trousers pocket with his left hand, opened it with one hand and held a cigarette in his mouth, "5 seconds." Put the cigarette case back on the left, and took out the lighter from his pocket. "3" "2".

"Crack" Jimmy pressed the lighter, and Sarai shivered again. Jimmy lit the cigarette and put the lighter back.

"1" "click" The third magazine is still empty.

"Stop! I admit defeat! Stop!" Sarai was startled once by the slap of the lighter just now, followed by the slap of the revolver, his spirit completely collapsed, and now he shouted in a crying voice.

Jimmy retracted the revolver and took a step back. "Tell me. What do you know about Tim Spark? And where is Bob now?"

Jimmy's nose moved. Sarai was such a tough guy just now, but he was scared by the lighter and revolver, and his pants were a little wet.

Sarai raised his hands, his hands were fastened by Jimmy with zip ties after getting into the car, otherwise Jimmy would not be at ease driving. "Can I have a cigarette?"

Jimmy took out the cigarette case, took out one and handed it to Sarai, threw the lighter to him to light, and then took the lighter back, "Now we can talk."

Sarai took two deep puffs of the cigarette, the cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth: "Who the hell is that?" He knew very well that there were no Chinese gangsters in Dallas, and it could even be said that there were no famous Chinese gangsters in Texas. Jimmy's style of behavior was definitely not official. Are the Chinese gangs from California coming over?
Jimmy: "You don't need to know, tell me the answer." Jimmy opened the revolver magazine, rotated the magazine again with his left hand and closed it again.

Sarai: "Are you going to grab the territory? There is no room for your Chinese here, and there are not many Chinese in the city. Why do you come here!"

Jimmy held up the revolver: "Don't talk nonsense, answer." "Click"

Sarai shuts her mouth, takes another drag on the cigarette, and lets it out. "I don't know Tim Spark. Bob's in Elm Street, Victoria's."

Jimmy: "Who's your boss in Dallas?"

Sarai: "I don't know, I'm just a street bastard."

Jimmy: "Do you think I'm a fool? I can come to you, do you think I didn't investigate anything?"

Jimmy pointed the muzzle of the gun to the ground and pulled the trigger. This time it was not a "click", but a "bang", and the bullet shot out and hit the ground next to Sarai.Sarai let out an "ah", the cigarette butt fell from his mouth, onto his trousers, and quickly flipped it to the ground with his hands.

Sarai got a little nervous, "Fxxk, you crazy!"

Jimmy had opened the magazine, ejected the case, put in another round, and closed the magazine again. "Next time I won't move the gun."

Sarai was cursing, and after saying a few words, his voice became softer. He picked up the cigarette butt from the ground, briefly wiped the dirt, and then put it back into his mouth for two puffs. Only the cigarette butt was left before spitting it out on the ground.

Sarai: "You crazy man, stop shooting. Bob's on the Dallas side. He's on Elm Street, Negra's, Mexican."

Jimmy: "Where's your stuff?"

Sarai: "I don't know, I just take the goods from Bob and divide them."

Jimmy: "Lie!" Jimmy fired another shot at Sally, of course it was still empty, "click".

Sarai: "No, no! I'm not lying, I still have some goods in the kitchen and closet of Cafe Victoria. That's all, I really don't know the rest."

Jimmy nodded, opened the revolver magazine, filled the remaining five bullets and put them back into the holster, "You're a smart guy, I don't think I need to say more."

Sarai: "I understand. I haven't seen you. I've been sleeping since I got home yesterday."

Jimmy: "Go back by yourself."

Jimmy walked up to him, picked up his cigarette butt from the ground, extinguished it on the ground, then turned and left the woods.

Jimmy drove away and called Torsten, "Torui (Torsten's nickname), do you have Bob's information?"

Torsten: "When do you want it?"

Jimmy: "I'll be downstairs in half an hour."

Torsten: "OK, I'll wait for you."

In the parking lot of the DEA office, Jimmy saw Torsten standing aside when he came over. He parked next to him, and Torsten opened the passenger door and sat in.

Torsten handed Jimmy a piece of paper with a photo of Bob on it, but it was in profile, without identity information, only some cases of Azt that they investigated.

Jimmy: "Bob's on Elm Street, Negra's, and Salai's is in the kitchen of Victoria's Café. Do you want to do it? Bob can give it to you, but I need Tim Spark's place."

Thorsten was thinking, patting lightly on his leg with his right hand.After thinking about it for a while, he slowly shook his head: "There is no direct evidence, even if Bob is captured, it's useless. We need to find his warehouse or route, so we can get all the stolen goods."

Jimmy: "Then you can deal with Sarai's goods."

Torsten: "Where's Sarai?"

Jimmy: "I guess he was looking for a car to go home on the road. He didn't bring his mobile phone when he came out."

A little smile appeared on Thorsten's face. Jimmy was still a policeman, and he wasn't crazy.

Torsten: "Then a small amount of goods is not a big problem. I can arrange a monitoring team to watch it. As long as people get all the stolen goods, they can arrange arrests. Bob, this is more difficult. It depends on the opportunity, not enough Evidence, we can't move him yet."

Jimmy: "I see, then I'll do it myself."

Torsten turned to look at Jimmy: "Just leave someone for me."

Jimmy nodded. He had already recorded Bob's profile, and now he could go and follow him.

Torsten got out of the car, and Jimmy drove off, heading straight for Elm Street.Jimmy had probably read the map of Dallas earlier when he was seconded to the Dallas office, and he looked at it carefully at the hotel after he came here this time. The small streets may not be remembered, but the main streets must be fine.

He went to the gas station to fill up the car, refilled his water and drinks, and went directly to the Negra restaurant, where he sat in the corner of the restaurant and had a Mexican-style lunch.A chicken fajita, a barbecue, and a corn chowder. After finishing lunch, Jimmy continued to sit in the restaurant for a while, making sure that Bob hadn't shown up, and then left the restaurant and returned to his car.

The car was stuffy and hot in the Texas sun. Jimmy sat for a while, started the car and drove for a while, and found a coffee shop to sit in and take a rest.Sitting next to the window, you can just see the entrance of Negra restaurant.

The restaurant has a back door, but Jimmy is alone, so he can't monitor both sides, he can only choose one side, and he can only look at the front door.

All afternoon, Jimmy wandered around the restaurant, and he was thoroughly familiar with the surrounding environment.

In the evening, when Bob came out of the restaurant, there were two people following him, plus the car waiting for them at the door, three subordinates, it was a bit troublesome.

Jimmy followed their car from the restaurant to a bar, Bob took two people in, the driver drove away, and did not stop at the parking lot next to it, which is interesting.

Jimmy parked the car in the parking lot and followed him into the bar.No, I can't keep up today. There are too many people in the bar. Although Bob came late, there is still an empty curved sofa waiting for him. It seems that this place should be his stronghold.

Jimmy came to the bar, ordered a glass of bourbon, sat in front of the bar to rest, and glanced at Bob's position from time to time.Occasionally someone would come and sit next to Bob and chat, but no one sat for long.

Jimmy finished drinking a glass, put the glass on the bar, and was about to leave when he suddenly found that the person sitting next to Bob hadn't left. He had been sitting for a while, and he ordered another glass and stayed for a while.

When the man left, Jimmy saw the front clearly and took note of his appearance as a backup. If Bob didn't have a chance to catch him directly, he might gain something by investigating this man.

Waited until no one went to Bob's side before finishing his glass, paying the bill and leaving the bar.

Jimmy sat in the car, staring at the bar all the time, and saw Bob come out of the bar after midnight, but now there was only one of the original two people behind.But Jimmy didn't see the car. He looked around and didn't find any other cars started.

After Bob came out, he turned directly and started walking along the sidewalk. Jimmy started the car directly and drove out slowly. He followed from a distance of tens of meters. Discover.

It's a pity that Jimmy's good luck is gone, and before Bob and his destination are found, the police lights flashed suddenly behind Jimmy's car.

Fxxk!Jimmy turned on the right turn signal and stopped on the side of the road. The police car behind him also stopped. Two patrolmen got out of the police car and came over.

"Hey, sir! Lower the windows. You were driving very slowly just now. Is there something wrong with the car?" A policeman came over from behind the driver's side with a flashlight on, and shone Jimmy's face with the flashlight. , Another policeman came over from the passenger seat and took a look inside the car.

"FBI, don't be nervous. I need to get my ID now, is that okay?" Jimmy put his hands on the steering wheel and turned to the policeman next to him.

The policeman nodded. "Are you armed? Please don't make dangerous moves." His flashlight followed Jimmy's hand to his chest.

Jimmy took his FBI ID from his pocket and handed it to him, and another cop had his hand on his side.

The police took a look at the ID and pressed the intercom to contact the dispatch center to verify the validity of Jimmy's ID.It is impossible for the police dispatch center to find Jimmy's information, but the FBI has a special inquiry system provided to them. After authorization, they can check the information entered. It will only return true or false, and will not provide information.

The policeman on the left confirmed Jimmy's identity and returned the ID to him before the policeman on the right took his hand off the handle of his gun. "Are you on a mission?"

Jimmy: "Yes. Am I okay?"

The policeman waved his hand, and the two returned to the police car. Jimmy looked at the place where Bob disappeared. This delay completely lost his sight.He started the car and drove forward, turned at the intersection, but still did not see Bob, it seems that he must have entered a nearby building.

Jimmy parked the car on the side of the road, saw the police car parked at the intersection from the rearview mirror, and did not leave.It seems that there is no other way today, Jimmy left here directly and returned to the hotel to rest.

Jimmy just rested for a while, and he continued to go out at dawn, and returned to the place where Bob disappeared to continue observing.Fortunately, there are quite a few cars parked on the side of the road, and Jimmy's car is not conspicuous at all.

Tracking and monitoring is the most troublesome thing. Jimmy is not a professional monitoring team. He doesn't have professional monitoring and tracking training or multi-person cooperation in the monitoring team. He doesn't even have monitoring equipment, so he can only suffer.The point is, being caught by the police in the early hours of the morning lost the target directly.

Jimmy waited for a while, went to have breakfast first, bought a cup of coffee and continued to stare, and waited until the afternoon before he saw Bob's little brother coming out of an apartment building.

It should be here. Jimmy finally came to his senses. He got out of the car directly, took out the cigarette case and observed the situation in the building with his mind, and then stood on the side of the road to smoke.

After waiting for a while, the little brother came back with two cups of coffee and a bag of takeaway. Jimmy didn't follow him, but watched him walk up to the second floor and into a room with his eyes.Jimmy has confirmed that there is only one person in that room, sleeping on the bed, and it seems that he has not escaped, and that is Bob.

Jimmy didn't wait any longer. He returned to the car, took the zip ties and walked up directly, putting on disposable gloves while walking. These two things were always carried by Jimmy, and they were easy to use.

It was obvious that the younger brother's hands were occupied, he didn't lock the door at all, and just entered the room under cover.Jimmy came to the door, pulled out the Glock, pushed the door directly into the room with his hand sideways, and pointed the gun at the younger brother, "Don't move, don't talk."

The younger brother was a little confused, but he raised his hands obediently.

"Turn around, hands behind your back." Jimmy ordered while looking at Bob in the bedroom, who was obviously still awake.

Jimmy walked over, handcuffed the younger brother's hands with cable ties, took a piece of clothing from the side and stuffed it directly into his mouth, and let him sit on the sofa.Jimmy just went to the bedroom, and Bob was still sleeping on the bed, very good.Jimmy walked over directly, put a gun on Bob's forehead, and covered his mouth with his hand. Bob woke up immediately, struggling and making a "woo-woo" sound.

"If you don't want to die, don't make a sound." Jimmy whispered, and when Bob realized that he gave up struggling, Jimmy let go of his mouth.

"Put on your clothes. Don't talk." Jimmy directed Bob to put on his clothes, and then he put on the tie.Jimmy picked up Bob's cell phone, keys and pistol on the bedside table and put them in his pockets, then took Bob out of the bedroom and down the stairs.

Fortunately, although it was afternoon and there were still many cars and people on the road, Jimmy put Bob in the back seat smoothly and drove away.

(End of this chapter)