C345 National Shock

Lin Bai saved Sima Yi and Lan did not say anything. This was an extremely ordinary night, but it caused the entire Mexico City to tremble. There were police cars howling madly everywhere, and there were even military vehicles carrying machine guns on them as they drove along the road. Many citizens who did not know what was going on were shocked beyond words. Some people even thought that there was a war being waged against Mexico.

Not only that, but the domineering Mexican gangsters had also withdrawn tonight. The gangsters that could be seen on the streets had all disappeared, and there were even a lot of gangsters moving their businesses around the slums.

All this happened because of a rumor that a mysterious young Chinese man, outraged by Mexico City's unfair treatment of the Chinese workers and merchants, had helped clear out the Crowe gang behind the protesting crowd. The butts of these Mexican gangs were not clean. They had done a lot of things to harm the Chinese people. They were afraid that the God of Slaughter would come back to them again!

"How many people died?!" After Chief Branco rushed to the scene, he frowned as he looked at the mess in front of him. He then pulled up the police cordon and asked a policeman beside him.

The policeman shook his head and said softly, "There are too many deaths. We can't figure it out yet!"

"Then what are you people still staying here for? Hurry up and investigate!" Chief Branko coldly reprimanded the policeman, and then walked towards the area within the cordon line. The policeman wanted to stop him, but if he did, the bureau chief might want to let him in later, so he stopped himself.

Several lanterns were ignited, illuminating the slums even brighter than the day. As soon as Chief Blanco walked into the cordon, he smelled a strong scent of blood. He covered his nose and was about to move forward when he saw fresh red blood everywhere. On top of the blood were piles of limbs and wreckage.

To maintain his dignity and to set a good example for the policemen outside, Chief Branko resisted the urge to vomit and took another step forward. However, when he stepped out, he felt his legs go soft. Lowering his head, he saw his feet land on something soft.

He looked down and saw his foot stepping on the corpse of a black man. Originally, this was nothing, but the black man's body was shot by the bullets into a honeycomb. Around his body, there were intestines and organs flowing out from his chest.

Looking at the situation, Chief Branko could no longer hold back the depression in his chest. He turned around and started vomiting crazily. Although this bureau chief had always praised them in opposition, and had once led his troops to annihilate gangs, those were all the vanguard. He had never seen such a bloody, hell-like scene before.

Looking at the bureau chief's appearance, the police officer felt as if he had seen the cruel scene unfolding in front of his eyes again. He felt nauseous. He then reached out his hand to support the police car, squatting down and beginning to vomit violently.

Just as he was about to raise his head to take a breath of fresh air, he was shocked to find that there was actually a headless corpse in the place he had vomited just now. The neck was covered in red meat stubble, and countless flies were bugging it; therefore, he had not noticed it just now.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but vomit crazily again. However, he had already vomited all the food in his stomach. At this moment, he could only spit out a bit of acid and bile. The green-green bile, combined with fresh red blood made the scene even more ferocious and terrifying. Blanco felt that he could not stay here any longer. He covered his mouth and tried to escape with his life on the line.

Only now did he finally understand why his subordinates did not count the number of deaths. Not to mention how bloody the scene was, just by wanting to piece together the broken limbs and bones into a complete human body, it was even harder than ascending to heaven for these policemen who had never experienced a battlefield and didn't know what the smell of blood was.

"Did you find Cromwell's body?" After rushing out of the cordon line and holding the oxygen cylinder for a while, Chief Blanco's breathing finally became smoother. After cleaning up the vomit on his face, he turned around to look at the police officer who was still holding onto the tire and asked with a trembling voice.

Hearing Blanco's words, the policeman suppressed the disgust in his heart and nodded. He pointed with trembling hands to a distant morgue and said, "His body is over there. After the forensic examination, we have confirmed that it is Crowe's corpse!"

Blanco walked over to the morgue and looked down, but he couldn't hold it in any longer. Crowe Li had a long knife across his chest, and his body was deformed from the impact. His head was full of holes, and white brain matter was flowing out from within.

"Did you find out how he died?" Blanco took a step back and looked at the pathologist who was still rummaging through the body.

Fortunately, the medical examiners were used to dealing with the dead, and were already used to their scent. Raising his head, he looked at Blanco and said, "It's exactly the same as the arrest warrant. As for the cause of death, it should be due to the long blade piercing through the chest, but what we do not understand is that according to his eyes, he should have received a very great shock before dying! "

"Scared?" Blanco frowned in surprise. What kind of battle formation had a desperate character like Cromwell not been in before? Moreover, he was in the middle of a fight, so how could he possibly be frightened by the outside world?

The medical examiner nodded. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Furthermore, based on my many years of experience, even though this blade is fatal, he should have been scared to death before it entered his body!"

Scared to death? Hearing this, Chief Branko was even more shocked. What kind of scene could have scared the gangster boss to death!

"Bureau chief, I heard a rumor. I don't know if I should say it …" The medical examiner raised his head to look at the bewildered Blanco, then looked around before speaking slowly.

Chief Blanco stared at him: "What is the current situation? What should we talk about? Tell me quickly!"

"Before I came here, I heard from the residents that the one who killed Kowaley and the others seemed to be a Chinese." The medical examiner paused for a moment before continuing, "Crowe seems to have helped some people to demonstrate to the Chinese workers and merchants. He also secretly ordered some people to kidnap the Chinese, hoping to swallow up all the wealth the Chinese have accumulated over the years."

Chief Blanco did not say anything, but his thoughts were churning nonstop. Cromwell had been operating in Mexico for many years. Not only had he been involved in the underworld, but he had also connected with some of the dignitaries. Before, when he wanted to do something to him, he had received a warning from the authorities.

"Don't worry about these matters first. Arrange some men to clean up the mess here. I'll take care of the rest!" Chief Blanco pondered for a moment before patting the coroner on the shoulder. Then, he walked towards a police car.

In the face of such chaos, he could not afford to let go of any clues. He had to find out who did this.

"..."

"Ambassador Xiao, I hope your Chinese embassy can give us an explanation! "After all, there are many rumors saying that it was you Chinese who killed Crowe." After Chief Blanco rushed into the Chinese embassy, he found Xiao Chengshu and went straight to the point.

Hearing Chief Branko's words, Xiao Chengshu smiled and said, "Chief Branko, I wish for you to understand one thing! "This is Mexico City, not China, everything that happened here is an internal matter of Mexico City, we Chinese people won't interfere at all. If you think that it was done by Chinese people, then go investigate, but if you can't find out …"

Xiao Chengshu's tone grew louder and louder. At the end of his words, he even seemed to be warning Ye Zichen.

When Chief Branko saw Xiao Chengshu's expression, a wry smile appeared on his face. He understood Xiao Chengshu's meaning. Aliens were not Mexicans, if he rashly investigated, it would be good if he could find out that it was done by a Chinese. However, if he could not find out, then he would be convicted of bullying the aliens.

"Ambassador Xiao, I hope that you can cooperate with us a little. After all, this is the place for us Mexicans. I also hope that you can warn your people and have them restrain their actions …" Chief Blanco did not give up as he looked at Xiao Chengshu and said.

Xiao Chengshu did not wait for Blanco to finish and interrupted him sternly, "Chief Blanco, China is a nation of etiquette, so we are free to do whatever our people want. We do not need you to tell us what to do. "Rather than pestering me here, you might as well use this time to take care of the matter of you Mexican gang members oppressing us Chinese people!"

Looking at Xiao Chengshu's righteous appearance, Branko had no words left to say. He turned around and dejectedly walked out of the embassy. He did not understand how the normally amiable and honest Xiao Chengshu could become so powerful. It was as if this was completely different from the Chinese people in his memories!

"What happened?" Hu Yanbin looked at Blanco's back and asked Xiao Chengshu softly.

Xiao Chengshu chuckled and did not say anything as he walked to the window. Looking at Blanco's back as he carried his men into the police car like a stray dog, a smile appeared on his face. It seemed that these foreigners were the same as Lin Bai's words. He would feel that you were a coward if you gave him soft words. Only by being tough on him would he respect you and respect you.

"It's only a mad dog that has been driven away. Go get Cheng Xinwu to draft a statement. I want to hold a press conference and warn the Mexican authorities not to think of us Chinese as soft persimmons!"