the end of the heavens

"Russell, I always feel that there is something wrong with the girl you introduced."

Pierre frowned and said, "I remember last night, I had a good chat with a girl, and then you understand."

"I don't understand very well, please describe it in detail, preferably in written form."

"It can't be done. Every time I think about it, it's either a snowflake with a mosaic, or a black screen, as if I've been drinking and breaking the picture."

"Be confident, you just can't hold alcohol."

"No, that's not the point, the point of the question is this."

Pierre patted the printed report: "If I've been having sex with girls all night, where did the report come from? It's too suspicious."

Russell narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a pacifier: "It's not suspicious. It has been trained in the police station for many years. It is already a mature computer, and it will work overtime and report by itself."

"Is that right?"

"Pierre, you bastard, get out of here!"

While the two were talking, there was a roar from the director's office. Pierre trembled when he heard the words, and walked into the office in desperation.

A group of police officers looked at each other, Russell shrugged, kindly sat at the computer desk and helped Pierre complete the report.

Maybe it's because I haven't touched the keyboard for a while, I typed 99 words in half an hour, deleted [-], and only one remained.

"Pierre, have you returned from the scolding?"

Russell took the initiative to give up the computer: "I just finished warming up for you, let's start typing the report!"

"No, the director is very annoyed at me for not doing my job these days, and scolded me all over my face."

Pierre looked at Russell with resentment on his face: "The director still used you as an example. If I was as efficient as you, he wouldn't lose his hair in anger."

"Don't listen to his nonsense, it's just a hair follicle strike to vent your anger." Russell decided to side with Pierre.

"That's what I said, and then I got out"

Pierre covered his face: "Man, you made me miserable, and you promised to help me solve the case, but what happened?"

"The result was perfect. All the cases were solved, and those who should be arrested and punished should be punished. The report in your hand will be included in the file."

"Not yet, what about the Korean gangster case?"

"It's a home care products company, to be precise, very high-end, not some Korean gangster."

Russell calmly explained: "According to my investigation, this company mainly deals in nutrition and health care, beauty and makeup, home care and other products."

"Sounds like the Korean version of Amway."

Pierre complained, and continued: "But you told me last time that there is no clean business in the world, and there must be something wrong with this company."

"That's right, but the focus is not on this company. Their main business is tax evasion at most. This is something IRS should worry about."

Russell lowered his head and whispered, "The problem is with the shareholders of the company. The Sopranos from South Korea are planning to settle in New York. It's the early stage. Their business is really clean, and there's nothing I can do about it."

"so what?"

"So, I'm going to wait and see for a while, and wait until their hands and feet are dirty before doing anything."

Russell said seriously, in fact, with Pierre as a free typist, he briefly checked the Korean cosmetics company and went to investigate other cases.

If he really wanted to get entangled in a case and not let go, he was not efficient enough to solve the case so quickly.

"Hey hey, you're so bad!"

"No appointment, thank you!"

Russell declined, showing that he was a straight man, and patted Pierre on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I don't have any other advantages, but I definitely mean what I say. There is a situation with the cosmetics company, and I will definitely solve it as soon as possible."

"first timing?"

"Yes, you may not believe it, I have developed several informants over there."

Russell smiled smugly. With his handsome appearance, the cosmetics company is basically his staff, and now he is waiting for the other party to be dishonest.

Jingle Bell!Jingle Bell

The phone rang, Russell nodded after connecting, hung up the phone and raised his eyebrows at Pierre: "There is a situation over there, I will come when I go, I will call you if there is a situation, remember to bring a few more police cars people."

"Don't you need my help?"

"No, I'm afraid you'll be dragging your feet."

""

xxx Co., Ltd.!

The police car stopped at the parking lot of the medical institution. Russell strode across the parking lot and went straight to the office building. The whole journey was unimpeded, and no one came forward to ask and stop him, as if he was a transparent person.

The medical institution located in Brooklyn, the original company moved out, and settled in a Korean home care product company, which is still under renovation, and decoration workers can be seen everywhere, as well as the noise of construction.

The office building is no different from an ordinary company except that there are more bodyguards with tattoos in suits and sunglasses.

Russell came here once before, and there were not so many bodyguards. The sudden increase today is because the company's major shareholder rushed to New York by private jet to supervise the construction progress.

For rich people, it is understandable to have more bodyguards.

Click!

At the end of the corridor on the fourth floor, Russell pushed open the office door of the conference room. Inside were two rows of Koreans in neat suits, ties, tattoos, and gold-rimmed glasses. They looked like standard social people.

The middle-aged man who presided over the meeting looked at Russell suspiciously. He always felt that he had seen this face somewhere before, and bowed his head in silence.

"!"

A series of shouts sounded, Russell pulled out his ears, and showed his police officer ID: "nypd, I suspect that someone here is illegally possessing guns, please cooperate with me in the investigation."

"Ha ha ha" xn

There was a series of laughter in the conference room, and Russell also smirked, because the laughter was so cold that in the end, he was the only one laughing.

A man in a suit stood up abruptly, grinning grinningly and stretched out his hand to his arms. Suddenly, a loud shout sounded, scaring the man in the suit back to his original position.

The man presiding over the meeting stood up, walked quickly towards Russell, bowed respectfully and then stretched out his hand: "Hello, Mr. Russell, my surname is Li, and I am the president of this company. It is a great honor to meet you."

"It turned out to be Mr. Li, who has admired his name for a long time. By the way, let me ask you a question."

Russell ignored the hand that was handed over, raised his eyebrows and said, "We know each other?"