Chapter 391: Los Angeles Police (1/2)
Chapter 391: Los Angeles Police
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The Los Angeles Police Department was the second largest police department in the US, second only to the New York Police Department. The entire Los Angeles Police Department had tens of thousands of active personnel and over 3000 civilian support staff. At the same time, the department also had a large number of resources; for example, they owned the third largest civil air force unit in the US, second only to the Civil Aviation Training Unit and the Customs and Border Protection.
Sergeant Tucker was one of its members. At that moment, he was interrogating a Mexican. He had just found a considerable amount of drugs on the man, as well as a few satchels used to dispense the drugs. The Mexican was obviously a drug dealer.
”You better tell me soon, where did your stock come from? Who is your supplier!” Sergeant Tucker glared at the Mexican. He knew that if he found the supplier, he would catch a big fish.
However, the Mexican remained silent. He also understood the consequences of making a confession.
”Looks like I'll have to teach you a lesson.” Sergeant Tucker rolled up his sleeves as he spoke.
”What do you want to do?” The Mexican began to panic.
”When we were arresting you, you resisted arrest, so we had no choice but to take you down by force,” Tucker said coldly.
”I didn't resist!” the Mexican said immediately.
”No, you did. If I say you did, you did!” Sergeant Tucker punched his stomach as he said that.
Mournful wails could be heard from the interrogation room, and after a mere 20 seconds, the Mexican couldn't hold it anymore.
”I'll talk, I'll talk! Please stop. I'm begging you, please stop hitting me! I'll talk!” The Mexican promised.
”Alright, tell me where you get your supplies!” Sergeant Tucker asked cruelly.
”Payton, it's the Payton family! They just received a shipment from Colombia. They are now distributing them to their pushers,” the Mexican said.
”The Payton family!” Sergeant Tucker's face turned pale. Even he knew the Paytons, the infamous crime family of Los Angeles.
”Perhaps we can get rid of the Payton family once and for all!” As Tucker came to this conclusion, he ordered, ”Go and check the Payton family immediately, see what they've been doing recently.”
A short while later, the officers under his command came back with results.
”According to the report of our informant, they couldn't find Payton senior. The eldest and second child of the Payton family have also been missing for a while. They seem to be deliberately hiding,” the officer reported.
”Sly bastards. They must have finished distributing their product and been worried their pushers would give them up, that's why they went into hiding in advance. They have no intention of getting caught red-handed. They might have even gone to a faraway place intentionally just to create an alibi. Once the heat dies down and the distribution of the drugs is finished, there's no way we can convict them with just the confessions of this Mexican!” Sergeant Tucker said furiously. He realized that he had just lost an excellent opportunity to catch a big fish.
However, the officer stated, ”But we have checked, and the third son of the Payton family is in Los Angeles. At noon yesterday, someone saw him in a restaurant in Los Angeles. I heard that he eats at that restaurant every day at noon.”
”He goes every day at noon?” Tucker looked at his watch. It was almost eleven.
”It's going to be lunchtime soon. Let's go, we're going to head over to that restaurant. We might be able to catch the third son of the Payton family.”
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Near the training center, there was a mid-sized restaurant. The food was inexpensive and it tasted good, and apart from that, the waitresses were pretty too. The coaches of the training center often ate there.
It was noon. Dai Li hitched a ride with Chris Payton to the restaurant.
They walked into the restaurant after parking the car.