How can American police legally shoot suspects in interrogation rooms? Of course, it is the same fishing method that Luke used before, which is to lure suspects to take the gun.
This method can also greatly simplify the process of actively putting a gun into the suspect's hand, and then a gunshot will be heard, and the world will be quiet.
Afterwards, the police involved in the case will at most be demoted after investigation, and at worst they will no longer be police officers.
As long as there is no video recording and the suspect is proven to have tried to grab the gun, no matter how many doubts there are, they can be overcome.
Luke's face straightened: "We are law enforcers, of course we must strictly abide by the police discipline, I am just reminding you."
Qiao: ... Just brag! Do you think we are not familiar with this business? We just don't use it often.
Joe walked away with a look of contempt on his face, but he was muttering in his heart: This guy is not as honest as he looks.
Thinking about how this guy and John, the troublemaker, had killed more than fifty gangsters together, Joe felt that it was natural.
If this kind of ruthless monster detective had stuck to the rules, he would have been shot dead by the gangsters long ago. How could he have survived until now
John returned soon.
He was deeply shocked by the efficiency of the Detective Bureau this time.
In the past, most of the time, he had to rely on him to dig people out.
This time, he had just beaten up the second thug and had not yet obtained any useful information, but he was asked to come back to interrogate the prisoner.
Walking into the interrogation room, he glanced at the observation room next to it: "Who's over there?"
Joe: "Don't worry, it's Connie, Luke and Selina."
John: "Where's the director?"
"The chief said he was reporting to the sheriff and would not be next door for an hour," Joe said.
John clenched his fist and looked at the suspect in front of him: "He underestimated us, didn't he? Let's stick to the old rules."
Qiao looked at his fist that was as big as a sandbag and swallowed his saliva. "Wait, do I need to remind you that it was me last time?"
John was stunned and turned his head to look at him: "Is it you?"
Joe: "My face was swollen for a week, I drank liquid food for several days, and I lost five pounds. How could you forget?"
John patted his forehead: "Sorry, maybe I'm still hungover from last night."
Qiao: "Hua Q! It's only twelve o'clock now, and the night is not over yet. Stand over here, you stand over here."
John: "... Be gentle, we are still investigating the case."
Qiao: "Don't worry, your face will be swollen for three days at most."
John: "Ok, then three days." Then he closed his eyes and stood in front of Joe.
Bang!
"Falco!" John cursed, took a few steps back and bumped into the wall. "You are definitely seeking revenge. This swelling will definitely last more than three days."
Qiao slowly retracted his fist: "Last time, you also said that I would only be swollen for three days."
John rubbed his swollen cheek, stood up again, and took out his gun: "OK, let's get to work."
Qiao dug into his pocket, took out a pair of handcuff keys, and walked towards the suspect who was already stunned: "Aim carefully, don't hit me."
John grinned: "Don't worry, I'm familiar with this matter."
The suspect looked at the handcuff key, his mind racing, and he suddenly realized what the two men were doing. He immediately shouted in horror, "No, don't come over here! No, don't!"
If it were anything else, he would think the two were acting.
But today he was arrested as a suspect of assaulting a police officer, and he had just knocked a policeman unconscious with a stick, so his action might not be a joke.
Next door, Luke and Selina each held a lollipop and stood in front of a one-way mirror with their arms folded, nodding their heads as they watched.
Luke was impressed. "Look at that. How professional. He takes a punch first, nails the annoying policeman who attacks him, and then moves on to the next step. He is indeed an experienced detective. His technique is steady."
Selina frowned, "If we do the same, will you hit me or will I hit you? I don't want my cheeks to be swollen for a week."
Luke shrugged: "Just hit me. I'm pretty good at it."
Selina nodded in satisfaction: "Okay, I will train and try to control the swelling to two days. But we probably won't use it often."
Luke didn't care: "It's good to have another option. Don't be too gentle. If you are too gentle, you won't see the effect immediately."
Connie on the side glanced sideways: "You guys..."
Luke tilted his head and smiled at her: "Only by learning from the work experience of our predecessors can we newcomers make faster progress."
Connie: ...So you should learn from those two bitches next door
The next thing is very simple.
The suspect, who had already been charged with assaulting police officers and could be shot at any time, had his psychological defenses quickly broken and decisively confessed everything.
In fact, his decision was correct.
John really intended to kill this guy, or seriously injure him.
Anyway, there is still a suspect, he can afford the gamble.
The suspect couldn't afford the gamble.
However, the results of the interrogation were not good.
These two people belong to a gang called Blood Skull and are professional thugs of this gang.
Their boss is called Billy Jordan.
Attacking Walter was the task assigned to them by their boss Billy.
And this group of blood skeletons is just a group of people who make a living in Brooklyn. There are only about fifty core members, and there are more than a hundred peripheral henchmen under them.
There are at least 180 such small gangs in Brooklyn, and they have no direct affiliation with the Jin Bing forces.
It is impossible to catch Jin Bing by relying on the confessions of these two guys.
Dustin had appeared in the observation room quietly, listening to the confessions of the two Blood Skull thugs with a rather grim look on his face.
Luke leaned over and whispered, "The person who planned this was too cautious and had clean hands. Unless Billy gives him away, this matter has nothing to do with his power."
Of course Dustin knew who "he" Luke was talking about.
After a moment of silence, he said, "All members of the detective department should cancel their vacations and report to the police station immediately. You call John out and he will lead the team. Tomorrow morning, I want the Bloody Skull gang to be gone from New York."
Luke: "Yes, sir."
Although he is the most capable fighter under Dustin, in such a large-scale operation, John, a veteran of the Detective Bureau, is more suitable to be the front-line commander. After all, he is familiar with everyone in the Detective Bureau and can make them perform to their greatest capabilities.
Dustin also did these old hands a favor and let them avenge Walter personally, which would be beneficial to his future career as director.
After a busy night, all the clerks in the detective bureau came back to work overtime.
They have to deal with a lot of phone calls, confessions, arrest warrants and other matters, which is not much easier than the detectives who arrest people.
However, no one complained.
Walter, a veteran of the Detective Bureau, was seriously injured. If the Detective Bureau does not respond, then who among the gang members in New York will be afraid of the Detective Bureau in the future