"What should we do?" Shiro hesitated, then turned to look at me.
The taillights of that off-road vehicle were flickering, the speed was getting slower and slower, and it was driving in an S shape on the road. It could be seen that the driver was very skilled and skillfully blocked our overtaking route.
Ciro's expression was a little excited and a little excited, but more nervous. This guy looked at me eagerly, and the other two brothers in the car also understood something, after all, too many things happened recently.
"Are they Vietnamese?" A brother in the back row asked nervously. They were still working in Ba Ye's garage. Apart from boxing in the underground gym, they didn't usually go out to do anything.
At this time everyone is looking at me.
I was expressionless, and simply took out a glove from my coat pocket, and at the same time I took out a gun from my waist. This is a Browning pistol. I tilted my head and said to Ciro, "Slow down, stop, don't open the doors, and check the situation first."
Both sides of this section of road are not commercial streets, and there are not many pedestrians and vehicles. Xi Luo turned on the lights and then slowed down.
Two cars stopped on the side of the road one after the other.
I could see that Xi Luo and the other two brothers were a little nervous, with complex expressions on their faces. Xi Luo clenched his fists and stared at the car in front of him.
I gently patted his thigh with my hand, signaling him to relax. In my other hand I held the gun, which was on the inside of the door.
The door of the car in front was pushed open, first a foot in a black leather boot stepped out, and then I saw a very thin and short man push the door out of the car. The man was wearing a red suit, with a bald head and yellow skin. He got out of the car and walked towards us.
I noticed that his hands were empty.
This discovery allowed me to stop the changes of Xi Luo and the others around me. Meanwhile I pinned the gun to the handle on the inside of the car door.
bang bang...
He walked up to our car, tapped on the window glass, and signaled us to roll down the window.
On closer inspection, his face is somewhat round, with a large aquiline nose. A pair of eyes are very bright, but the bald head makes me a little uncertain about his age.
I looked at him coldly, and the pistol was already aimed at this guy through the car door. Then he gently opened the skirt of his suit with his hand. This action once again made Shiro a little nervous, but I didn't move, just looked at him coldly... As the skirt of his jacket was pulled open, my eyes immediately shrank...
I've been here for a while after all, and I recognize the guy's ID tag with his badge on the inside of his suit.
"police?"
Shiro and I glanced at each other, but we didn't dare to let our guard down.
There are indeed some Chinese policemen in Vancouver Chinatown, but most of these policemen are not high-ranking, and these Chinese policemen are basically inextricably linked with the local Chinese gang.
I immediately winked at Shiro, motioning him and the others to stay still.
"Hi!" The hooked-nosed policeman leaned his upper body out of the car window, his tone a bit lazy, his jacket was left open intentionally or unintentionally, revealing his ID card and badge inside.
Ciro and I didn't speak, this guy had a complex smile on his face, and then he spoke to us in a somewhat weird Chinese: "How are you, gentlemen."
His eyes swept over me intentionally or unintentionally, as if he also saw from our eye contact just now that I seemed to be the leader of these people.
"Mr. Police Officer, is there any problem?" I looked at him and said calmly, "Are we speeding?"
The policeman shook his head, with a smile on his face, but that kind of smile made people feel uncomfortable: "No, you didn't speed, and you didn't violate any traffic laws." Then he looked at Ciro: "I Can I see your ID?"
With a sullen face, Shiro took out his driver's license and gave it to him, and then showed his ID card.
"Your ID." Hawkdog's nose turned to me.
I smiled slightly, pinned the gun to the car door handle, and then naturally took out my ID and handed it over.
"Oh, your visa is about to expire." He raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes, and I saw a glimmer of light flashing through his eyes.
"But it's not due yet, is it? Officer." I looked at him coldly.
"Oh, this is just a kind reminder." Hawkdog smiled with a nose.
I found two men standing next to the off-road vehicle in front, but for some reason, they didn't come over.
He then checked all of our papers, and it became clear that his interest was on me. Keeping eyes on me: "Please open the trunk."
Ciro said: "Why? Is there any problem?"
The hooked nose was not annoyed at all, and still had a yin and yang smile: "It's nothing, just checking."
Then he looked at me deliberately: "You just came to Canada, right? I have the right to check your vehicles in public, because I suspect that there may be some prohibited items hidden in your cars."
I glanced at Shiro, and he nodded silently to me.
I looked at the policeman outside the window. He didn't know that I was holding a gun in one hand and placed it on the inner side of the car door. From my perspective, as long as I shot, the bullet would definitely pass through the car door and hit him. And it's still critical! With a smile on my face, I quietly stuffed the gun into my trousers, then opened the car door quietly and walked out.
I opened the trunk, let the hooked nose inspect, and at the same time opened my hands and took two steps back.
Hooked Nose whistled, and his two companions came over immediately, and without saying a word, they began to rummage through our trunk.
There were some food and daily necessities in the trunk, and they turned them out one by one and threw them on the ground, making a mess. I felt a little upset when I saw it... because they were looking for faults at all. I could see that they had no intention of finding anything at all, they just messed up our things on purpose.
For example, the flour bag was torn open by them, and the flour inside was scattered all over the floor. They also took out a knife and pierced the rice bag, allowing the rice grains inside to flow out.
I just frowned and looked at these guys coldly.
With a cold expression on my face, I slowly took out a pack of cigarettes and was about to light it, but my hooked nose suddenly smiled at me: "Sir, in Canada, smoking is not allowed in public places, please don't smoke, otherwise I can take it with you." You go straight to the police station!"
Five minutes later, the two policemen suddenly called out and came out holding something from the trunk, with malicious smiles on their faces: "Some interesting things."
I took a look, it was a paper bag, I didn't recognize that thing.
The two of them pretended to open it to check it, and even sniffed it up to their noses.
"It's marijuana!" one of them yelled.
There was a sneer at the corner of the hooked nose and mouth, and he looked at me: "Sir, please explain."
I shrugged. "It's not our stuff."
There was already a cloud of anger welling up in my heart, but as I practiced more and more, I was gradually able to control my emotions. When I was angry in my heart, I still kept an indifferent expression on my face.
Obviously, this is planting.
Just now, the two of them turned their backs to me to check the trunk. The two big men leaned together, completely blocking my gaze. Let alone a pack of marijuana, even if they put two packs of heroin in, there is no problem. People can see!
"Please step back for a moment." The hooked nose looked at me with a proud expression on his face.
Ciro and the others also got out of the car, but the two policemen had already pulled out their guns, with vigilant expressions on their faces. Ciro and the others looked at me as if they were waiting for my wink.
I thought for a second and made a decision immediately.
I have passed that impulsive stage, and now I will not be reckless.
Although there are three policemen in front of them, and they all have guns, I am confident that I can definitely kill them, but I will not be so stupid as to kill the policeman, let alone cause unnecessary trouble.
I sneered, backed away slowly, and then raised my hands.
A policeman came and searched me right away, and found my gun in my trouser leg. I gave him a cold look: "I have a certificate, and it is legal to hold a gun."
He didn't say anything, and took my gun away, and then Xi Luo and others didn't resist my signal, and let the police search me.
"Now please go back and lie down with us." The hooked nose looked at me and smiled.
"Please tell me my name and number, Mr. Inspector." I kept my face.
"Jeff." The hooked nose shrugged, then flashed the badge.
"Do you think this makes sense?" I looked at him coldly: "You have no evidence, this is planting." I put down my hands, took out a pair of gloves to put on myself, and at the same time signaled Xi Luo and the others to put on the gloves .
Fortunately, the current season is still relatively cold, and we all wear gloves when we go out.
I put on my gloves: "There is no fingerprint of any of us on that bag, I can go back to lie down with you, but I want to call a lawyer, let the lawyer handle these things."
Speaking of this, I looked at the policeman named Jeff with a mocking expression, and smiled deliberately: "I'm really just here, and I'm not familiar with Canadian laws... You don't have a law here that prohibits people from wearing gloves?" ?That's good!"