North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 327 The Kind Haitian Gangster

Jimmy went directly to Ruiz's office to look for him before he got off work.Just now Neil was talking about the Haitian voodoo cult. Since it is from Haiti, it is the fastest way to ask Ruiz for information. I remember that the information I read before included Haitian gangs, but I didn’t pay attention to it at the time, because Haiti’s Compared with the gangs in El Salvador, the gangs are too weak.

MS13 is the gang in El Salvador, spread all over Latin America and North America, dare to fight and kill, and dare to do anything.

The Haitian gangs are much worse. Because the United States made a decision to repatriate all Haitian gang members in American prisons to Haiti, there were hundreds of gangs in Haiti, large and small, fighting with each other and robbing ordinary people.

In addition, the Haitian country itself is very chaotic, which completely detonated the continuous refugee wave for many years. Haitian residents flocked to the United States. Since Haiti is an island country and is very close to the United States, they only need to smuggle by boat to reach the southeast of the United States. Florida in the south, of course, there are various other ways, in short, it is very easy to become a refugee or hide directly as a black household.

There are also many former gang members among these refugees. They have also established various organizations in the United States. However, compared with the Salvadorans who also became refugees and black households in the United States, the strength of Haitian gangs is generally not good. Of course, there are many of them. people, but the gang has not been able to grow.

Because of the large number of people, Jimmy is not sure about their information in New York, so he has to ask Ruiz for help. He must remember some, at least he can help find the corresponding information.

Fortunately, although he was about to get off work, Ruiz hadn't left yet, but he hadn't seen him for a while. It looked like Ruiz was very tired, and even felt a little thin.

Jimmy knocked on the door and walked in: "Ruiz, you look terrible. What happened?"

Ruiz looked up at Jimmy: "It's you, I'm fine. What are you doing here?"

Jimmy didn't ask about Ruiz anymore, and since he didn't want to talk, then don't get to the bottom of it. "Well, I'm here to ask you for help. Do you have any impression of Haitian gangs?"

Ruiz looked at Jimmy: "What's wrong? Why do you suddenly care about gangsters?"

Jimmy handed over the photo: "There is a case of burial here. It was dug up near the corpse. I communicated with Peter and his team to confirm that this is a voodoo doll from the Haitian voodoo religion. There is a high probability that it is. So I wanted to find out where in New York there was a concentration of Haitians."

Ruiz took a look at the photo: "If you are looking for Haitians, it will be troublesome. I don't think they have a particularly large gang, but I remember that there are a lot of Haitians in New York. There are 10,000+ , does not even rule out more than 30, if black households are included."

Jimmy frowned and asked, "So many? Where are they concentrated?"

Ruiz got up: "Let me take a look at the documents." He left the office, and came over with two folders after a while.

Ruiz: "The gangs in Haiti are very small. We only have two records here. One is the branch of G9. Their headquarters is in Haiti. Here they are just organized by some subordinates. Although they are the largest gang in Haiti, but In New York, they are only a few dozen. The second is 400 Mawozo, they are not many members, they are very loose, and usually we don't care about them at all. See for yourself." (Both gangs are real Yes, there are many Haitian refugees who are successfully naturalized in the United States, and there are more black refugees.)
Jimmy took the material and smacked his mouth while looking at it. This clue is better than nothing. Good guy, because there are too many refugees in Haiti, they have even merged with local homeless people. Many black households just choose to wander around. There is nothing at all. Let's talk about the gathering place.

As for the two gangs mentioned by Ruiz, they are both in the Bronx, because the gangs in Brooklyn have basically stabilized their territory, and it is difficult for these unorganized outsiders to get a stable territory here.If they want to gain a territory in Brooklyn, they need to compete with Italians, Russians, local gangs, and South American gangs. No matter which side it is, it is very brutal.

That would be troublesome, because the body was found in a park in Brooklyn. Theoretically, the person who buried the body would not be too far away. In the Bronx, it would take more than 2 hours to go back and forth. If there is a traffic jam if.If you limit your target to Brooklyn, there doesn't seem to be a concentration of Haitians here, unlike Italians, Jews, Chinese, and Russians, which makes it difficult to find.

Jimmy took a pen and paper from Ruiz's desk, and copied down the information of the bosses of the two gangs, "Thanks, Ruiz, I'll talk to them later and see if I can gain something."

Ruiz looked at Jimmy and shook his head: "You go by yourself? Then call me with you, they don't know you at all, and you may not even meet them."

Jimmy smiled: "You have so many things to do, there's no need to waste time on such trivial matters, I'll try it first."

Ruiz: "No, when you go, tell me in advance, and I will contact you. I'm not worried about you, but I don't want to be bothered by OPR. This matter is not negotiable." (OPR is similar to the Department of Internal Affairs in the FBI agency, the Office of Professional Responsibility, or the Office of Professional Conduct)

Jimmy was shocked when he heard OPR. He has been investigated by OPR once, and it is not a good thing to deal with them all the time. "Okay, you see when it's convenient for you, let's go talk to them. Just talk and see what they think about this."

Ruiz nodded: "OK, meet me in the Bronx tomorrow morning, and listen to my arrangement."

Jimmy nodded, took back the photo, went back to the office to tidy up and went home.

The Bronx, no matter when you come here, it feels like you are out of New York. Although the Harlem district of Upper Manhattan across the river is also very chaotic, at least it looks very good. At least it is not so chaotic on the surface. In the Bronx, it's even worse.

In the first few years of the 21st century, it was still very chaotic here. Among all five boroughs in New York, the Bronx had the worst law and order. In the past, Brooklyn could compete with it, but now many places in Brooklyn have begun to change. Gangsters They are also restrained, after all, they are all small gangs under the management of big gangs, and they have some control ability.Here in the Bronx, there are many small gangs, and it will take several years to gradually change.

Jimmy drove to the location agreed by Ruiz. The two parked the car on the side of the road in a small block, got out of the car and walked into the G9 stronghold.It seems that Ruiz had contacted this place in advance, but he didn't see him speak, so the gatekeeper gave up his seat and let two people in.Sure enough, Ruiz has a lot of face, although I don't know whether he directly contacted G9 or notified it through other people, in short, he really has a lot of face.

Inside, a 30-year-old Hispanic man stood up from the sofa and came over to stand in front of Ruiz and Jimmy. He was not tall, with a short front and back hair in the middle of his bald head, like a short haired version of a cockscomb.

Ruiz: "Gator, you know why we are here."

Crocodile: "Ruiz, we didn't do anything, didn't we provoke you?"

Ruiz looked at the crocodile for a while, and then said: "It's not for your shit, as long as you are honest, I don't have time to deal with you. Take a look at this, do you know?" Ruiz reached out and took out two bags from the inside pocket of his suit. A picture, a picture of a wooden box, and a picture of a grass doll.

Jimmy has been staring at the crocodile, his expression didn't change after he got the photo, but when he saw the second straw doll photo, his eyes narrowed and he recovered quickly.He definitely knows this stuff.

The crocodile handed the photo to Ruiz: "I don't know, I'm not interested in art."

Ruiz didn't answer, but stared at the crocodile: "Claude, are you playing with me?" After a pause, "Are you living too comfortably? Are you going to Rikers Island to recuperate for a while? "

The crocodile looked at Ruiz, and slowly retracted the hand holding the photo.He waved to the people behind Ruiz and the others to let them leave the room, and then said, "You know that voodoo is our state religion? Although I don't believe in religion, I know something about it. This is indeed voodoo." Dolls, but I don't know about those."

Ruiz: "Say something."

The crocodile looked at Ruiz's expressionless face, and really couldn't offend these big guys. He shook his head: "It's not that I don't want to say it, but I really don't understand these things. On our side, wizards are very noble. Yes, they are not accessible to those of us, they are very closed, and only descendants will understand what is inside. I believe that the Haitians you can find will not understand much."

Ruiz turned his head and glanced at Jimmy. Jimmy took a step forward and stood side by side with Ruiz, "Do you know that there are wizards from your side in New York? Or apprentices, successors, whatever you want to call them."

The crocodile glanced at Jimmy, then looked at Ruiz: "I really don't know, although there are quite a few of us, but they are really not within our reach."

Jimmy had no problem with the crocodile's attitude. Of course Ruiz was the bigger of the two, and it was normal for the crocodile to not care about him.He went on: "Are you talking about them? Are wizards all women?"

The crocodile nodded, and this time he looked at Jimmy: "Wizards began to change decades ago. There are more and more women. When I was a child, the wizards around me were basically all women."

The crocodile looked at Ruiz again: "That's all I know. I have been in the United States for many years. I don't know the current situation in Haiti, and I have no contact with wizards in the United States. Trust me , that's all I can say."

Jimmy looked at Ruiz, Ruiz also nodded, he stretched out his hand, patted the crocodile on the shoulder, and then took the photo: "Boy, live a good life and don't make trouble." Ah, so envious, Jimmy looked at Ruiz Izzy, he is completely unqualified to do this now, it requires confidence and prestige.

Ruiz and Jimmy left the place of G9, Ruiz and Jimmy stood on the side of the road, "Are you still looking for 400?"

Jimmy shook his head, "If the crocodile isn't lying, there's no point in going to 400. I think it's better to ask NYPD to investigate the information, starting around the park and investigating where there are Haitian immigrants."

Ruiz frowned and looked at Jimmy: "Do you really believe that these wizards are real?"

Jimmy looked at Ruiz in surprise: "You haven't come into contact with it? A supernatural event."

Ruiz shook his head, Jimmy: "It's okay, I'll go and investigate by myself, thank you. By the way, I forgot to ask, how is T14 going?"

Ruiz sighed: "Two monitoring teams were arranged, but the informant is gone, and it is difficult to catch them now."

Jimmy sighed, this is really difficult.Jimmy still remembers Ruiz's angry expression at the time. Although it was put together, Jimmy believes that the two missing informants are the main ones. From more than half a year of contact, Jimmy can be sure that Ruiz Zi is the kind of person who attaches great importance to friendship. The pained expression when he talks about his informant is definitely not as simple as losing an informant who was defected by a gang member.

Jimmy: "I'm going back first. I made an appointment today to go to the support team's shooting range. It's almost time now."

Ruiz: "What are you doing there?"

Jimmy: "Practice the gun. I have been using the .357 Magnum before. I plan to try it over there and replace it with the .44."

Ruiz was speechless, do you think your gun is not powerful enough?But it seems to be very interesting, Jimmy was also there when he went to demonstrate.

Ruiz: "OK, I'll go with you."

Jimmy: "Well, then I'll go home and get a gun."

Jimmy took a gunslinger's gun and rushed to Staten Island with Ruiz. With Ruiz by his side, Jimmy went smoothly. He borrowed S&W M29, M69, Ruger Blackhawk, Cole from the shooting range Python, and two boxes of 40 rounds of .44 Magnum bullets.

"Try this one first, Dirty Harry." Ruiz didn't think it was a big deal, and directly picked up the M29 from the shooting stand and handed it to Jimmy.

"Dirty Harry?" Jimmy looked at Ruiz confused.

"You don't know? Old movies from the 70s, too, too early. Anyway, try this one first."

Jimmy changed the bullet and fired a shot at the 15-meter target with one hand.Man, the .44 Magnum is really strong, the sound, the recoil, sour.Jimmy felt that he seemed to be wrong. Roland and his gunslingers could use .45 as a regular bullet, and they could hold a gun in each hand. That was because their physical fitness was really strong, inhumanly strong.Not for Jimmy, his body is too different from that of Roland and the others. It is no problem to shoot with one hand conventionally, but it is absolutely impossible to use .44 Magnum to achieve his previous shooting speed.

Jimmy continued to aim. This time he switched to holding the gun with both hands. After firing the remaining 5 rounds, Jimmy ejected the shell and moved his fingers to experience the feeling.It seems that if you shoot at full speed, it is not impossible, but you can no longer use one hand, you must use both hands.

After changing the bullet, Jimmy tried rapid fire again. Ruiz watched Jimmy shoot, and he was a little speechless. He was not new to it, but he was more used to 9mm semi-automatic pistols. He didn’t have a preference for revolvers. Looking at Jimmy Shooting here, he also felt a little itchy. When Jimmy was shooting, Ruiz also picked up a gun and bullets and went to the next door to try it out. Sure enough, his Glock was the best.

Instead of trying the other guns, Jimmy took out the gunslinger's gun, loaded it, and shot it.

After firing a shot, Jimmy discovered the problem.This gun should have no problem with .44 Magnum. Like Roland's gun, it is an old gun style, but it is made with a revolver cylinder instead of the old-fashioned fixed cylinder.

The problem is that the grip of the old-fashioned revolver is further back, and the grip angle has also changed, which means that the recoil direction is inconsistent with the gun he is using now. Although it can be overcome with some training, it is still somewhat awkward now. If you want to use it well, you still need a lot of practice. You are familiar with the recoil and the aiming baseline. More importantly, Roland gave him two guns, which are configured according to the standard gunslinger. He used to use a single revolver. Try shooting in dual wield mode.Maybe I should order two more underarm holsters and belt holsters.

Taking back his gun, Jimmy started to play with the gun provided by the shooting range. Anyway, it doesn’t cost any money, so he should finish the bullets he applied for, so as not to waste too much.

Jimmy picked up the Colt Python and started reloading. He has always used the S&W series. Picking up the Colt Python, Jimmy suddenly felt that the grip of this gun was really good.

I shot and tested a round, and something went wrong when reloading. He is used to pushing the release button, while Colt is in the pull-back mode, which is different from his previous habits. It’s a pity, it’s just about the shooting feel. Colt Python is much better than the M29 just used.

After Jimmy and Ruiz exhausted all the bullets, they returned the gun to the range manager and left the training range.

(End of this chapter)