Daily life of an American TV drama agent

"I wish you success." Seeing that success diverted all Ron's attention to the drug syndicate, Jack felt relieved, so that he would not mess up O'Connor's mission anymore, right?

He did succeed. Ron's attention was successfully attracted to the mysterious big drug dealer. It was like cutting leeks, with small leek seedlings that had just sprouted on one side; Anyone who is not stupid will know which side of the fully grown leek field should be cut first.

Of course, Ron did not give up the idea of ​​​​that leek seedling he was eyeing at the beginning. They were all leeks, so it would be nice to take turns to cut them.

"So, what is the evidence for the existence of this big drug lord? How do I know it's not a fictional character that you deliberately made up to deceive me?" Ron licked his lips.

"Look at this," Jack took out another small bag of powder samples from the desk drawer and threw it in front of Ron: "This is the most sold drug in our local area with a purity of 90.45%. Except for us in California, where do you go? Drugs of this purity can be purchased anywhere else in the country, exactly the same.

You have to know that drug laboratories are not like the assembly lines in factories. They do not have a unified standard for drug production. Everything depends on the process used by the toxin maker. Sometimes, the same laboratory and the same drug maker produce the products. Drugs all have subtle differences in purity. "

Ron nodded, he understood this truth: "So, you want to say that the drugs of this purity bought elsewhere come from the same dealer? But, how can you prove that this dealer is in Los Angeles? Not somewhere else? Like New Mexico.”

New Mexico is next to Mexico and has always been the front line of DEA's anti-drug work. Due to some geopolitical reasons, the agriculture and industry there were basically destroyed by the US capital dumping, leaving the locals to rely on Mainly planting various drug crops, and then exporting them to the United States.

The result is that the United States has to spend billions of dollars every year on anti-drugs. Even Ron's wit can't figure out who is losing more in this deal.

Jack chuckled lightly: "It seems you still don't know enough about the drug industry. The ones coming over from New Mexico are all traditional drugs, such as marijuana or heroin, which can be extracted directly from plants, and this thing , a type of new drug methamphetamine.

We have investigated before and found that every shipment started from Los Angeles, and then the purity of the drug spread all over the country according to the distance, so we dare to confirm that this guy must be in Los Angeles, and he There must be a good poison maker on hand.

Because the quality of the drugs he shipped was very stable every time, and the purity always hovered between 90.41% and 90.52%. Before him, the purity of the best methamphetamine on the market was only about 85%. "

While listening to Jack's succinct analysis, Ron flipped through the FBI information at will. He was sure that what Jack said was basically true. It seemed that he had really accidentally dug up a big fish.

Ron praised: "It seems that this guy also has a very mature national logistics network, which is really amazing. Does he have any code name here?"

"Of course, our people like to call him 'Fried Chicken Brother'."

"Fried Chicken Brothers?" Ron thought about it, and the name didn't sound like the code name of a drug lord at all, but more like the name of a store, and he had heard of it before.

Yes, I heard it from Mr. Tousi. It seems to be the name of the biggest competitor of the chain restaurant he runs. Mr. Tousi has just opened his chain of restaurants all over California, but the Fried Chicken Brothers have already opened branches. To every state in the United States.

"Is it because he has opened branches in every state, so we compare him to him? What a brilliant idea~" Ron admired sincerely.

"Yes, that's right. One of my subordinates nicknamed 'Turtle' came up with it casually while eating Brother Fried Chicken Breast's takeout. It's very appropriate, isn't it?"

"That's great. To be honest, I really want to get to know him. He must be a very interesting person."

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. I just sent him undercover to a drug dealer in New Mexico not long ago. I will help you get to know him when he comes back. So is this information enough?" Jack looked like a man-eating crocodile. Ron was finally satisfied and asked quickly.

"Of course that's enough," Ron stood up to leave. He took just two steps and turned back: "By the way, give me the name of the little painter who painted the portrait. I want to talk to him."

…

In the small restaurant where Max works, she encountered a little trouble today.

"Wait a minute, did you quarrel with Paulina? Promise me not to hire new people, okay? Anyway, I will do all the work, so let me get an extra salary to support the family." I received the message that another waiter had resigned. Max, who was informed, proposed a salary increase to his boss.

The short yellow boss said seriously: "No, you need help."

"No," Max resisted.

"Everyone needs help." Li Han raised a finger cutely and tried to reason with Max.

"I don't have to. I've been a waiter all my life, in restaurants and bars."

"I have hired a new person. She used to work at a top restaurant in Beverly. I even gave her Paulina's uniform." Li Han spread his hands, and in the employee locker room, Caroline used two of them in disgust. He walked out holding his newly acquired uniform with his fingers.

"Hi, Mr. Li, I think someone has worn this uniform, and it was worn just now. Can you change it for me to a brand new one?"

Caroline, as a princess in distress who came from a wealthy area to the human world, found it difficult to accept this uniform that was full of stains and had a strange smell.

After finally sending Caroline to work, Max finally couldn't resist the urge to complain to Li Han: "Oh my god, this delicate girl must have come to the wrong place. Where did you find these?" A crooked melon and a cracked jujube? Fuck a Russian X-girl, and then a drug-addicted girl."

"Her hair is golden and sparkling, which will help make money." Li Han was criticized and had no choice but to act like a boss: "Besides, you can train her, I am the boss."

To be honest, Max has begun to miss the drug-addicted girl from before. At least that girl was really good at cleaning because she often needed to destroy corpses and eliminate traces.

On the other side, Ron, who got the address from Sheriff Jack, drove and found that the road became more and more familiar. After a long circle, he was back near the restaurant where Max worked.