The Wolf of Los Angeles

Chapter 100 Crew members turn into robbers

At the front end of the top deck, Alison waved to the two of them without any embarrassment, and asked, "Are you going together?"

"You guys keep going." Hawke was not embarrassed at all, and gave Erica a look, and the two walked towards the back deck together.

Erica whispered, “It’s Hollywood.”

The two came to the end of the deck, sat on the two chairs at the end, and looked at the stars in the sky together.

Not far ahead, a faint sound came over.

The two men turned into one lying on the guardrail and the other stood behind.

Erica enjoyed the show openly: "I didn't expect there would be a free movie to watch tonight."

Hawke, the shameless person, simply raised the telescope he brought: "It's still the plot of the San Fernando Valley."

Erica held back her laughter: "Better than the stars."

The two of them in the performance could vaguely see the people here enjoying it.

One of the bad guys actually used a telescope!

Too shameless!

Finally, they were embarrassed to see, Alison picked up the clothes and pulled the man downstairs, but instead went back, he went to the outer corridor on the second deck.

Erica then noticed that the lights were on the back of the side and looked over, "It seems like a boat is coming."

Hawke remembers Johnson said, "Please replenish the boat."

Lights were on the rear deck platform, and several crew members appeared and became busy.

Hawke looked down and found the second pair appearing on the back deck.

Not long after, the first mate also came.

Erica was also looking at the back deck, and out of LAPD's professional sensitivity, she whispered: "Just refueling, so many people gathered on the back deck?"

Hawke lowered his voice: "Look first."

Both of them were wearing dark coats and hiding on the top deck, which was not easy to be seen.

The oil replenishment ship gradually approached from a distance and slowly stopped on the side of the rear deck.

The crew members on both sides became busy.

In addition to filling the oil pipeline with fuel, there were also several boxes containing vegetables and drinks that were moved to the rear deck of the yacht.

Hawke picked up the telescope, and with the help of the light, he looked at the old Mo on the boat, then looked at the boxes carefully, and whispered to Erica: "Dawn has prepared enough for five days to eat, so there is no need to supplement these. .”

Erica took the telescope and looked carefully for a while, her expression became serious: "I smelled the dealer."

Hawke turned on the recorder and pointed the lens below.

Erica's fish dart reel was put on her wrist and the fishing and hunting slingshot was held in her hand.

Fearing that she was impulsive, Hawke pointed to the refueling tanker: "They are many."

Erica was just preparing for the worst and nodded slightly.

On the rear deck platform, the second deputy asked the person who came to hand over: "How many this time."

The man said, "Double the last time."

With so many goods involved, the second deputy dared not be careless and waved to the three confidants.

The three of them each opened a box to check the goods hidden in the mezzanine.

The first mate quietly took two steps forward, and while the second mate talked to the Mexican, he quickly observed and calculated the quantity and value.

O'Reilly came to the side.

The first mate signaled the Mexicans with his eyes and said that they would leave.

The number here is equal, and the second mate has asked someone to transport the goods into the warehouse and lock the door.

After the fuel was replenished, the Mexicans went back one after another, and the gasoline gradually moved away from the yacht.

The light disappeared, and the first mate turned around and looked at the second mate: "The goods are here, where is the money?"

The second pair felt that things were not good, so they handed it into their pockets of clothes: "We agreed that we will give you 50% more when we get on the shore."

The first mate said, "We want it all."

Hearing this, the second pair immediately pulled out their guns from their pockets.

But before he could pick up the gun, the three confidants guarding the back, one of whom had already put the gun on his back: "Don't move!"

The second deputy turned around and looked at his subordinates in surprise: "You..."

The other person said directly: "Sorry, I'm giving too little, they give too much."

The first mate went over and grabbed the gun from the second mate's hand.

He already had an idea about how to deal with this guy.

The yacht can arrive at Guadalam before dawn, and throw it into the sea with a few cuts on the second pair. The great white shark will like this gift very much.

All seven people present could prove that the second deputy fell into the water.

They went back to process the goods and left Los Angeles immediately.

Just when the confrontation was held here, the second deck was tilted towards the guardrail of the outer corridor in the back section.

Alison and the young chef were already on the verge of strong winds and waves under the stimulation of the special environment.

The former is like a drunken Hollywood star, enjoying the crazy sensory stimulation and suddenly shouted out.

This outdated singer has an excellent singing voice, loud and melodious voice, floating in the darkness.

"who?"

The people on the back deck were at the most nervous time, especially the three people in the second mate who were stabbed back, and their emotions were fluctuating greatly.

The rebellious boy who was holding the gun subconsciously turned the gun and pulled the trigger in the direction where the sound came.

Bang! Bang! Bang-

Gunshots rang one after another, and bullets hit the hull and clanged.

In America, many people can tell the sound of gunfire.

Alison let out a harsh scream, turning around on the second deck and running.

The chef ran faster than she did.

The first mate shouted, "Stop shooting! Stop shooting!"

The man fired all six bullets from the revolver before stopping.

"Fak!" The first mate cursed angrily, and asked someone to tie up the second mate first, seal his mouth and put it in the warehouse.

O'Reilly came over with a pistol, "Trouble, the screaming woman, the most coquettish girl among the guests."

The first mate remembers the **** who hooked up with men everywhere, and he must be right when he heard the sound.

O'Reilly asked, "Boss, she must have seen it, what should I do?"

what to do? The first mate also wanted to find someone to ask what to do, but the other six people looked at him and waited for him to give orders.

The first mate knew that he could not be silent, and he had to calm these people at the critical moment, and pondered for a moment: "Oreli, take three people to the hall with guns, immediately control the satellite phone, and then go to the second and third floors to bring those rich guys and The captain was tied up!”

He looked at the other two: "But, go back to the engine compartment and guard the engine compartment. Richardson, come with me to the cockpit, and wait for us to control the ship before we talk about it."

The crew were just relatively tough guys, so they took action immediately.

...

A little earlier, on the top deck, Hawke and Erica exchanged glances and ran towards the stairs.

Erica said only one sentence: "We are controlled and our lives are in the hands of others."

Hawke didn't say anything nonsense, nodded slightly, and went downstairs first.

As soon as I arrived at the third floor, the door of the master bedroom suddenly opened.

Johnson showed up and found two sharp fish darts appearing in front of him, and quickly raised his hand: "Guys, it's me."

He didn't know Erica, but knew Hawk. Seeing this, he quickly asked, "What's the situation? I seemed to hear the gunshots and it kept ringing several times."

"The crew turns into a robber, you have to do it!" Hawke had no time to talk, and said simply that he had already gone downstairs.

Erica followed closely behind.

Johnson hesitated for a moment and went up barefoot.

Hawke came to the corner of the stairs and raised his fist toward the back, Erica stopped.

She followed Hawk, her steps lightly and quietly walked down.

On the other side of the first floor, there were dense footsteps, and the other party could come up at any time.

Hawke gently went down to the second floor and pointed at Erica.

Erica nodded slightly, squatted down, and used the upper and lower layers + angles to cover her body.

Johnson followed and tapped his chest.

Hawke pointed to the laundry room at the entrance of the stairs and whispered, "I won't move, don't move."

Johnson got into the laundry room.

Hawke flashed into the corridor, where there was a public restroom on the outermost side of the corridor.

He hid at the door of the bathroom, and the fish dart was hung on the rubber band, ready to launch.

The footsteps soon reached the stairs, which sounded a little messy.

Hawke could hear that these people had not undergone too professional training.

O'Reilly took the satellite phone, found the spare key of the hatch door, and took the second pair of three rebels upstairs.

The number one **** turned the stairs and turned to the entrance of the corridor. Suddenly, something flashed in the bright light.

Before he could react, Hawke shot his neck with a swish bladder from close range.

The Bone Boy felt difficulty breathing, her strength disappeared, and she fell to the side.

Almost at the same time, Erica stood up from the stairs leading to the third floor, pulling the rubber band with her right hand.

The sound of the wind broke out, and the second crew member who rushed upstairs felt something hit the back of his head, and then his eyes went dark, unable to control his body, and fell down.

O'Reilly raised his hand and raised his gun, Johnson rushed out of the laundry room on his side, hugged the person with both hands and threw it out.

The guy's back hit the stairs guardrail, and his body was almost broken.

The fourth man wanted to retreat, and Hawke had already rushed up, picked up a pistol on the ground, and shot three times in a row at the bottom of the stairs.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the first two shots, Hawke hit the torso, and the last shot hit the head directly.

That guy has become very concise and has a lot of imagination. Next to him, Johnson rushed over, skillfully twisted O'Reilly's hands behind his back, and breathed nervously.

He looked up at the opposite side, and the two monsters looked calm and didn't even take a breath.

At this moment, the corridor was in a strange silence, with no screams, and no one came out to check the situation.

Erica picked up a pistol.

Hawke checked the other three people one by one, temporarily turned off the recorder on his chest, and said, "I can't survive."

Erica comforted, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

O'Reilly also heard it, widened her eyes, endured the pain and said, "You are crazy, crazy! You dare to kill someone!"

Johnson, Hawke and Erica looked at the four pistols they brought, too lazy to answer him.

Hawke searched for three bodies and found a magazine.

"You have companions, where are they?" Erica squatted in front of O'Reilly and grabbed his little finger with his left hand.

O'Reilly didn't want to answer, and she moaned in pain.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Erica twisted her hard, and the little finger and the back of her hand became a ninety-degree angle.

O'Reilly screamed.

Hawke reminded Johnson: "This was broken when he fell."

Johnson nodded, “I remember.”

Erica grabbed O'Reilly's second finger.

"Wait, wait!" O'Reilly thought to himself that I'm just a little crew member who occasionally earns some extra money. How could you be so cruel? Always give some time to relieve the pain.

Fearing that the second one was broken, he hurriedly said, "There are three more people, one is Butt, a technician in the engine room, and the other two are in the cab."

Hawke asked, "The first mate is in the cab?"

When O'Reilly saw that he even knew the first mate, he thought this was from the FBI or DEA, and nodded repeatedly: "He is in the cab, let's control you first."

He also said loudly: "I am willing to be a tainted witness!"

Erica asked again, "Where are the other crew members and captains?"

"For those who are not worth the night shift, we added some special seasickness medicine to Evian's mineral water. They basically won't wake up when they fall asleep." O'Reilly spoke very fast, for fear of being broken another finger: "Captain, Captain," It has nothing to do with these things. He is old and never is worth the night shift."

Hawke exited the magazine in the gun and checked the number of bullets, while saying, "Snatch the boat back to prevent dogs from jumping into the wall."

Erica said, “I agree.”

Johnson picked up a pistol and said, "I'll go with you."

Hawke pointed the gun in his hand at O'Reilly: "Let's cooperate."

O'Reilly asked sadly, "Can I refuse?"

Hawke's feet landed on his palm.

O'Reilly said quickly, "I do it, I do it."

Erica glanced at the compass on her watch: "The boat has been going south, hurry up and stop the boat."

Johnson found the satellite phone from O'Reilly.

Erica asked for it, made a call, and said a few quick words.

Hawke glanced at her.

Erica said, “Let’s control the ship first.”

Hawke pointed the gun at O'Reilly: "Get up."

...

In the cockpit, the first mate heard the gunshot.

Richardson pulled out his gun: "Someone fired."

The first mate listened with his ears, and no gunshots rang out later, saying, "It should be O'Reilly warning people that they have four."

Richardson was slightly relieved and placed the gun on the table on one side.

There was no movement in the follow-up, and the first mate stopped talking and focused on what to do in the future.

If it really doesn't work, I drove to Panama, and he also had people who were familiar with him there.

The second deputy must have money.

Yes, there are also the rich guys on the boat.

Knock out all the money.

The first mate was thinking that the cockpit door was knocked from outside.

O'Reilly's voice came in: "Boss, I've woken up and controlled everyone, the three of them are watching."

The first mate asked, "Have you shot?"

"A few **** can't recognize the situation." O'Reilly glanced at the person who pointed a gun at the side of the door and said, "I scared them."

Hawke slightly adjusted the recorder to capture Johnson and Erica.

Richardson went over to open the door. As soon as the door opened, Johnson rushed up from the side, hitting a man like a ferocious beast.

He fell to the ground with Richardson, but the latter became his meat pad.

Just as Johnson was about to use the naked snail, the first mate reached out to pull out the gun.

But Erica was much faster than him, and turned to the door and held the gun in both hands and pulled the trigger.

There were three more gunshots, and the first mate fell to the ground, his bleeding body twitching.

On the floor, Johnson had already taken control of Richardson.

Hawke took a few tie ties and threw them to O'Reilly: "Go, tie the guy up."

O'Reilly went to tie the people up, but he didn't dare to make any small moves when facing Hawke's gun.

Hawke said, "Tie three hands and three feet. Pull off the belt, untie the shoelaces and continue to tie them."

O'Reilly endured the pain on his back and **** his companions. He couldn't help but complain in his heart, "You are all so strong, and you are so careful?"

Richardson was let go by Johnson, took a breath and scolded angrily: "Traitor!"

Hawke handed over the tape.

O'Reilly quickly followed, tearing off one piece after another, and sealing Richardson's mouth tightly.

Johnson said, "I drove a yacht. Do you want to stop?"

Hawke stopped him and said, "There is still one person in the engine room. Don't stop the boat. Stay in the cockpit and guard it. Don't let people ruin it. Erica and I will deal with him."

Erica didn't say anything and nodded slightly.

"Let's go, lead the way." O'Reilly has been a leader once, and he has no psychological pressure when doing it for the second time.

The three of them came to the engine compartment and could hear the sound of the machine inside turning.

O'Reilly stood at the door, called the door again, and shouted, "Bout, it's me, O'Reilly, the first mate is looking for you."

The hatch door opened, and the man was about to ask, when the black muzzle appeared in front of him.

Erica said coldly, "Come out."

The turbine driver saw that Erica was a woman, and stepped out of the door and raised her hand to **** the gun.

A knee flew over to his lower abdomen.

Without waiting for someone to scream, Hawke reached out to hold his throat. The man couldn't breathe because his face was flushed and red due to hypoxia.

Erica searched and found no gun.

O'Reilly took out the cable ties and **** the person without Hawke's instructions. He was worried that he would be scolded by a traitor, so he simply blocked his mouth.

Hawke entered the engine compartment and found a pistol and a shotgun.

O'Reilly said that their guns are usually hidden in the engine compartment.

Hawke asked O'Reilly to open the cargo hold again and saw the second pair who tied their hands and feet and blocked their mouths.

Erica finds the intercom and calls Johnson in the cockpit and asks him to turn around and return to Los Angeles.

Hawke took this time to ask O'Reilly to find the cargo sent by the gasoline tanker, and then packed O'Reilly himself.

The threat was temporarily resolved, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Erica looked at the boxes and asked Hawke, "Does the recorder still have electricity?"

Hawke held the recorder in his hand and pointed it at the box.

Erica opened a box and threw the vegetables and fruits inside aside, and soon found the mezzanine.

She took apart the mezzanine and exposed the sealed plastic bags inside, each larger than her palm.

Erica took out one of them, placed it on the other box, and cut one side of the packaging with a knife.

It's full of white powder.

Erica looked carefully and confirmed: "Class card printing."

Hawke adjusts the angle to make the light more abundant and the shooting is clearer.

Erica removed all the mezzanine and asked Hawke to take pictures of the plastic bag inside.

This mezzanine alone has 30 large bags.

Maybe this is nothing in Mexico and Southern California, but in the place where Hawke was born in his previous life, just one bag was a shocking case.

Erica opened another box, the interlayer under the wine bottle, and also 30 plastic bags.

There is a box behind, the same is true.

Hawke took all the photos.

Even Erica was moved by the number of people.

After all the filming was finished, Hawke turned off the recorder and said, "Congratulations, beautiful police detective, you solved a major armed drug trafficking case."

The yacht is from Santa Monica, registered in Los Angeles, and the case is of course taken over by LAPD.

Erica was not polite at all and said directly: "I won't say anything thankful, this matter can be my help."

Outside, the sky gradually turned white.

After everyone was woken up, they were all surprised and scared, and the work of comforting them was naturally handed over to Johnson.

Hawke sat in the cockpit and supervised the captain to drive the ship back to Santa Monica.

(End of this chapter)