Los Angeles Detective

  Chapter 235 Swag

  Luke has not been to a **** shop today, and he has no impression of this **** shop called CSJ.

   "What's the name of the owner of the **** shop?"

   "Jim, he is a very dangerous guy with a black gang background and wearing a gold-rimmed glasses. There are not many blacks in this kind of dress and it is easy to identify."

  Luke pressed, "Does he run an antique store called the Strange House?"

   "Yes, he often sells the stolen goods from the **** shop to antique shops. This guy is very business-minded."

   This is connected. Luke met the black boss named Jim today, and asked the other party the price of the vinyl records. He didn't expect that behind the scenes, he was an unruly guy who took advantage of his gang background.

  If it is an ordinary person, it is difficult to get the out-of-print record back if it is stolen.

   But unfortunately, this time he met Luke.

   Luke handcuffed the guy kneeling on the ground.

  The latter let out a long sigh of relief, and the whole person lay on the ground. He knew that he was safe for the time being.

  Luke put away the spare gun and asked, "What's your name?"

   "Anleke Lauer."

   "Jim ordered you to steal the vinyl?"

"Yes."

   "Do you know the value of this vinyl record?"

   "I don't know, I just know it's more precious."

   “This vinyl record is worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, you should be glad you didn’t steal it. Otherwise, you’d be facing first-degree felony prosecution.

   In other words, I saved you. "

   "Thank you, Officer, I really appreciate you."

   "It's Jim's fault you got caught, do you hate him?"

   "Yeah, but... there's nothing I can do about it, Jim's not something I can mess with."

   "You can identify him and tell the police that he ordered you to steal vinyl records."

   "I dare not, Jim will definitely kill me."

   "He dare not, the police will protect you."

   "It's useless, Jim won't admit it, and I have no evidence, and the police will have no evidence to arrest him then."

   "As long as he commits illegal and criminal acts, the police will definitely be able to catch him. The only difference is whether it is necessary and whether he wants to be arrested."

  If, as Anleke said, Jim's **** shop is engaged in collecting stolen goods, it means that the other party is in a gray industry.

   Such people generally have a gang background, and under normal circumstances the police will not touch them.

   Because there is no need.

   If you catch this den, a new den may appear the next day.

  So, as long as what they do is not too much, the police seldom take action to rectify it.

  In the eyes of many people, this is black and white.

   Very hanging, very powerful.

  But it’s different now. This kind of gray interest chain has actually been brought to the police, and he is still a promising deputy captain. If Luke doesn’t make a proper counterattack, it will lose the face of the entire police department.

   This is no longer his business alone, it is related to the honor of the entire lapd.

  The failure of the police station to protect the interests of the police will affect the cohesion of the entire lapd, and the consequences will be serious.

  …

  The United States is a country with a short history, and the pawnbroker industry has not survived for a long time. It was first brought over by European immigrants.

  However, the United States is the only country in the world that has pawnshops before the founding of the country, and banks and pawnshops have always kept pace with each other.

  After more than a hundred years of vicissitudes, the United States has become the most developed country in the world's pawnshop industry.

  Eight o'clock in the evening.

  There is a **** shop with a white sign on the corner of the street.

   Not far away sat a strong black man in a yellow vest.

  Seeing a black man wearing gold-rimmed glasses approaching, the strong black man hurriedly nodded.

  The black man wearing gold-rimmed glasses didn't stop, and walked straight into the **** shop.

   This man is Jim.

  He stays in the antique shop during the day, and comes to the **** shop at night, almost every day, very regular.

  Jim greeted his subordinates, and went directly into the warehouse to check the items, which is what he does every day.

  Ordinary pawnshops have two ways to make profits. The first one is to charge high **** interest and related fees paid by pawnbrokers.

  The second is the considerable commodity price difference obtained by selling dead **** items (items that cannot be redeemed beyond the **** period). Compared with the former, the latter is the big one.

  Compared with those large listed **** companies, csj is a small **** shop with relatively weak competitiveness.

  But the business scope should be wider, adding some gray benefits, such as collecting stolen goods.

  Jim's main job is to count all kinds of pawned items and deal with the stolen goods reasonably.

  Some common stolen goods are sold directly in antique shops, and some more obvious and tricky stolen goods are brought to Las Vegas for processing. He also has some sales channels there, but the income will be less.

  A black guy came over, "Boss, there is a customer who pawns watches outside and wants to talk to you in person."

   "What watch?"

   “A 2010 commemorative Rolex, he wants to **** $6,000.”

  Jim laughed, "Did he think it was a Patek Philippe?"

  Jim left the office, came to the counter in the front hall, and found a Mexican man with a black backpack.

   "Dude, are you selling watches?"

   "Yes, a commemorative Rolex watch, very collectible."

  Jim picked up the watch on the cotton cloth to check carefully, and then glanced at the man again, "What's your name?"

   "Tom."

   "How much do you want to be?"

   "$6,000."

  Jim put the watch back, "Where did this watch come from?"

"I bought it?"

   "When did you buy it? Where did you buy it?"

   "2010 was in Los Angeles."

   "Sorry, we can't accept this watch?"

   "Why?" Tom asked back.

   "We don't accept things that come from bad sources."

   "What is wrong? This is my watch."

   "This is indeed a 2010 commemorative watch, but this one is a European model and is only sold in Europe. You can't buy it in Los Angeles."

  Tom sighed softly, "Hey, I was introduced by a friend, I heard that you also accept this kind of goods here.

  Jim held up a finger, "$1,000."

  Tom thought he had misheard, "Are you kidding me?

   This watch is a commemorative edition, the bezel is so well preserved, only give me a thousand dollars? Los Angeles is not the only **** shop of yours, I will switch to another one at worst. "

  Jim said lightly, "2000 dollars, think about it."

  Tom said, "Minimum $3,000."

   Jim said, "$1900."

   "Hey, how can you bargain like this, why is the price lower?"

  Jim continues to drop the price, "$1800."

   "OK, $2,000, I've pawned it." Tom showed an annoyed look, but he was helpless.

  Jim said to the subordinates on the side, "Go and go through the formalities for him, it will take a month, and it will be dead when it expires."

   After the subordinates finished the formalities and watched the **** customers leave, they couldn't help but ask, "Boss, why are you pushing down the price so hard? This kid probably won't dare to come here in the future."

  Jim asked back, "How much money do you think is appropriate?"

   "About 3,000 US dollars, we have something to make, and he thinks it's a good deal, and he will come to us to sell stolen goods in the future. You taught me this way before."

   "It's different this time, even if you give him $3,000, he won't come again?"

"Why?"

  Jim explained, “You’ve seen a few people who came to **** with a bag that big, and after I came in, he kept looking at the time on his watch.

   If I didn't guess, this guy should be running away.

   It is impossible to return to Los Angeles in a short time. "

  The black boy showed admiration and gave a thumbs up, "Boss, you are the best."

  Jim put away the Rolex watch, feeling good, and asked, "Did you collect anything else today?"

The black guy moved out a 40cm high statue from a cabinet as if offering a treasure, "Boss, I paid this for three hundred dollars? Although it may not be from a famous artist, it should have a history of 20 to 30 years. gone."

  Jim pushed his glasses and looked at the statue carefully. This is a statue of Marilyn Monroe, with a classic skirt-covering action.

   "That's right, although I don't know what's so good about this woman, but many white men like this one, so they should be able to sell for a good price."

   At this moment, a group of people walked in, led by a bald white man, "Hey, girls, come out to pick up the guests."

   "Haha..." Several men behind him burst into laughter.

  The black guy looked a bit ugly, and was about to say something when Jim stopped him.

  Jim squeezed out a smile, "Lieutenant David, why are you here?"

  The person who came was none other than David, the vice-captain of the anti-crime and anti-drug department.

   "Whoa...you know me? That just needs no introduction."

   "Yes, I met you once. What's the matter?"

   "We received a report that you bought stolen goods here, and we are here to investigate."

   "There must be some misunderstanding here, or it may be the jealousy of the peers. We are a regular pawnshop and do not accept stolen goods."

   "That's good, we're just doing a routine search, and we can go back and deal with business." David tilted his head and motioned his subordinates to go in and search.

   "Sorry, Deputy David, we are open for business. Do you have a search warrant?"

  David showed the search warrant, "Any more questions?"

  Jim broke out in a cold sweat and felt a little helpless, "No."

   "Good, guys, move on."

  Subsequently, several police officers began to search the store.

  This kind of stolen goods den, as long as the police want to investigate, they can more or less find out some problems.

   Soon the police found some pawned items that were suspected to be stolen goods.

   "Jim, how do you account for the swag?"

   "It has nothing to do with me. The employees in the store collected it. I'm not in the store during the day. Moreover, they don't know that these are stolen goods, and we were also deceived." Jim sighed and refused completely.

  David smiled, "You are the owner of this pawnshop, it's not irrelevant if you say it's irrelevant, come with us."

  Jim also noticed that this wave of people should also be aimed at him, "Deputy David, I have always respected lapd, is there some misunderstanding?"

   "Do you know Alec Lauer?"

   "No, I don't know him."

  David shrugged, "Then there is nothing to talk about, let's talk about these stolen goods."

  Jim reacted, "Is it because of that out-of-print record?

  God, who have I offended? "

   Update is late.

   The last chapter was written, but I was still dissatisfied. I deleted, deleted, and changed it.

   I am not satisfied with it myself, so I am really embarrassed to post it.

   These chapters are not well written.

   Originally, I wanted to write another chapter, and the three chapters will be published together, making up for yesterday's chapter.

   But I always feel that the plot is not suitable, and I am afraid that everyone will feel that it will be foolish. The outline and detailed outline have been deleted, leaving only two chapters.

   First send it out to see everyone's comments and find inspiration.

  (end of this chapter)