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Chapter 118 Offend Me and I'll Kill You



Chapter 118 Offend Me and I'll Kill You

Chapter 118 Offend Me and I'll Kill You

Frank Jenkins, the assistant bishop of the Archdiocese of Los Angeles, was watching a video at home showing a young girl in white vestments being dragged out by a group of men wearing monster masks.

Ignoring the girl's pleas, these people blindfolded her and used green plant extract to paint tattoos on her face.

"Waaah, Daddy, Daddy."

The camera then shifts to the bound and struggling man, who is staring intently at the girl with tears streaming down his face. He is the girl's father.

A burly man, 2.3 meters tall, approached the girl amidst shouts. He wore a deer-antler monster mask and carried a dagger.

The victims were Beta Bryant and his daughter, the unfortunate people the sheriff claimed had left.

The next scene shows knife wounds being plunged into the girl's abdomen, staining the altar with blood.

The prohibited footage gradually excited Frank Jenkins, who muttered to himself.

"Saint Anthony, please enjoy the offerings made for you."

As the video gradually came to an end, Frank Jenkins' body began to tremble. Overwhelmed with emotion, he went to his room, opened the darkroom, and revealed the frightened boy inside.

The boy's features were so delicate that it was impossible to tell whether he was male or female, but the wounds on his body all indicated his tragic experience, and he could only retreat in fear as the burly man approached.

"Don't be afraid, God will protect you."

"Waaaaah"

Just then, his phone rang, and Frank Jenkins called out in a hostile tone.

"What is it?"

"Brent Cruz has been arrested."

"How were you arrested?"

"Ethan Lee not only found 300 grams of drugs at the Brents' house, but the guy also used drugs and claimed that he killed the Brents and his daughter."

Frank Jenkins frowned.

"300 grams, caught red-handed?"

"It should be."

"In that case, let's give up on him."

"I see."

In the interrogation room, Ethan Lee and Chris Murphy had been questioning Brent Cruz for an hour, but he still refused to cooperate.

Evelyn pushed open the door and called out.

"Sir, Brent Cruz's lawyer has arrived and requests a private meeting with him."

Seeing this, Lee Esen had no choice but to put the interrogation aside for the time being. He would find the other party's weakness sooner or later, and perhaps he could start with his family.

Outside in the corridor, Li Yisen met the so-called lawyer.

Alan Ramirez, who has worked in California for 15 years, is definitely a seasoned lawyer.

"I didn't expect you to arrive so quickly. Do you know that your client is likely a scumbag?"

Alan Ramirez smiled.

"My client remains innocent until the court issues a verdict. Whether he is guilty or not is not up to you police officers to decide."

The two locked eyes, but both smiled and walked past each other. Soon, Lee Ethan knew he had no chance, because Brent Cruz committed suicide in the detention center.

A severed wrist, and words written in blood.

"I killed that person by accident, I'm very sorry."

"5

""

Lee Ethan's anger was almost uncontrollable. Of course, he wasn't stupid enough to think that Brent and Crew were ashamed and committed suicide because of that guy. Only the lawyer could have said something to make him commit suicide.

Whether it was due to family or other reasons, Li Yisen realized for the first time that the case was far-reaching and that conventional methods might be ineffective.

After cleaning up the prisoner's body, Alan Ramirez returned, looking furious.

"How do you police do your jobs? You're a complete waste of taxpayers' money. You can't even keep an eye on a single prisoner. If it were a homicide, I would definitely file a complaint against you police."

When accused of being unable to say it was homicide and only being able to say it was suicide, the detention center supervisor explained in a humble tone.

"Brent Cruz committed suicide; he confessed to killing Bryant and his daughter."

Alan Ramirez gave a feigned sigh.

"What a pity, there was definitely a chance to win."

Lee Ethan's fists clenched. After more than a week as a detective, this was the first time he had felt angry.

Yes, he knew all along that he couldn't outmaneuver those powerful and influential people within the established rules. So he decided to break free from those constraints and show them that they'd messed with a dragon.

That evening at the villa, Alan Ramirez clinked glasses with a young man.

"Albert, the most important thing for a lawyer is to find capital to rely on, not the so-called truth. Does the truth matter to us? No, money is the most important thing."

"You only have me as your uncle. Otherwise, with your barely passable lawyer's license, you would have taken more than ten years of detours. I, your uncle, only gradually built up my network by representing those poor folks in the first few years."

"Thank you, Uncle."

Albert Ramirez, Alan Ramirez's nephew and assistant lawyer, is working with his uncle for the first time today.

After witnessing how Allen drove a former sheriff to his death, using the man's children, wife, and even his illegitimate child as bargaining chips, Brent Cruz had no choice but to yield.

"Uncle, may I know the client's name?"

Alan Ramirez nodded under his nephew's expectant gaze. He had no children of his own, so he regarded Albert as his successor.

"Of course, we'll work for Howard on this case."

"Which Howard Security Company?"

"That's right."

Howard Security, while not a large company among the 4 security companies in the United States, is quite good in Los Angeles.

Alan Ramirez pointed outside.

"The two bodyguards were assigned to me, I..."

'

A figure burst in, interrupting Alan Ramirez.

"Why don't these people understand the rules?"

'

The figure suddenly fell to the ground, interrupting him again. What alarmed Alan Ramirez even more was that there was another person behind the bodyguard, completely masked and whose appearance was unknown.

"quick...."

A throwing knife pierced Alan Ramirez's shoulder, prompting the seasoned lawyer to complain, "Couldn't you just let him finish?"

"Run!"

Albert had just turned around when he was stabbed in the thigh and shoulder by a throwing knife, and fell to the ground with cries of pain.

"It hurts, it hurts so much."

Three more throwing knives pierced all four of the men's thighs. Ethan then brazenly approached them, grabbed their arms, and dragged them out of the house, leaving a long trail of blood on the floor.

On the grassy area where there were no surveillance cameras, Li Yisen squatted down and asked.

"Only one of you will survive. Whoever answers first will live. Who hired you to drive Brent Cruz to his death?"

.

Before the words had even finished, and while Alan Ramirez's expression was shifting between light and dark, Albert, who was standing next to him, had already spoken up.

"It's Howard Security Company. I told you to let me go."

At this moment, Alan Ramirez was stunned. The family member he had raised with his own hands was now asking him to die.

Li Yisen took out a bandage and bandaged the other person's wound.

"You're really something, abandoning even your own uncle."

Albert looked at Allen.

"Uncle, you're already so old, you might as well give me the chance to live."

"You, you, you..."

""

Alan Ramirez was furious. It wasn't that he couldn't compromise, but he absolutely couldn't tolerate the betrayal of his loved ones.

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything."

"Uncle..."

Now it was Albert's turn to have his mouth covered, and even when he tried to bite with his teeth in a fit of rage, he couldn't break through Lee Ethan's skin.

A moment later, Alan Ramirez explained the whole story, and Howard Security Company, Angus Howard, took the initiative to contact him.

Alan Ramirez revealed all the secrets he could, and his heart softened as he recalled the past.

"Let's release Albert."

Upon hearing this, Albert showed a hint of shame, but before he could express his gratitude, a knife pierced his head.

Li Yisen drew his dagger and said coldly.

"Whether you release him or not is not up to you. Since you don't want to live, I'll grant your wish."

"No, no, no."

After stabbing the money-grubbing lawyer in the brain with a dagger, Ethan Lee quickly cleaned up the scene and left.

To be honest, the security was so poor that they had absolutely no sense of security. There were only two incompetent gatekeepers, which was practically no one at all.

[Ding! Killed two lawyers, obtained a 2-star M203 grenade launcher, compatible with M16/M4 series firearms, equipped with 20 grenades.]

The next morning, the law firm's partner, unable to reach them by phone, came to the villa himself and found two dead and two unconscious. After calling the police, the Los Angeles Police Department took charge.

On the other side, Angus Howard's face darkened upon hearing the news. He didn't know that the deaths of Allen and his nephew were due to their enemy. If it was Brent Cruz, then things would be troublesome.

So he called those people, but still couldn't find any suspicious individuals. For example, Ethan Lee, who was somewhat suspicious, was working overtime at the police station at the time, and many people could testify to that.

Regardless of the circumstances, Allen's death put a sense of pressure on those who shared his bloodline.

During the day, the homicide squad obtained an important clue: the missing children rate in the poor parish schools under the jurisdiction of the Catholic branch, the Church of San Anthony, was two to three times higher than in other places over the past 30 years, which was abnormally high.

So the three groups split into two groups, one of which continued to search along the church route.

The other group took the completed composite sketches to find the suspect. Although the sketches might not be very accurate, they weren't too difficult to find in a remote town.

At 8 a.m. that night, Angus Howard returned to his home with eight men, forcing him to increase his security.

Suddenly he noticed that the house was unusually quiet, and his Alaskan Malamute did not come out to greet him.

Angus Howard's instincts as a former soldier told him to quickly leave the room, but the words he heard forced him to stop.

"Don't you even care about your wife and children?"

Angus Howard turned to look at the stairs and saw a figure carrying one adult and two children down the stairs. The three of them had something that looked like explosives strapped to their bodies, which made Angus Howard even more furious.

"How dare you! How dare you treat my family like this?"

"Stop wasting time. Tell me everything you want to know, and I'll release your family. Of course, for the sake of your noble image, we can go inside and talk. Anyway, I have the remote control."

"you."

"Will you agree or not?"

Angus Howard nodded through gritted teeth, instantly giving Ethan the illusion that he was the villain. This was understandable, as Angus Howard was 2.2 meters tall and always had nearly 10 henchmen with him.

Killing someone is not difficult, but extracting a confession is.

So, while Angus's wife was out with their children, he took them home at gunpoint, disabled the surveillance, and laid a trap.

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