Whether in his previous life or in this life, Li Zitao never expected that one day he would appear in the police station for white face.

Why does Li Zitao hate drug trafficking so much? Because he visited drug rehabilitation centers in his previous life.

For those there, go in, quit, get out of the room, relapse, quit, get out of the room, relapse, force, get out of the room...

Then, one day, they broke down, their whole body twitched and their eyes widened, which was their final destination.

So he never hides his disgust for this thing. No one in Chicago doesn't know that what he hates the most is poisonous insects.

Others will be very clear about this if they have learned about Chicago.

Now, Eric, who was staying at his home, was arrested by his special operation team, and founded about 2 kilograms of white flour from his schoolbag.

It was 2 kilograms, not 2 grams. Li Zitao still didn't believe it when he walked into the police station.

"Mr. Li, I'm Stephen, thank you for letting me come here." Stephen, who was waiting in the hall, recognized him immediately, walked up to him and said, holding his hand.

"It's your ability that touched me..." Li Zitao said with a smile, "Where is he?"

"Follow me." Stephen walked to the right corridor and stopped in front of the second office door, "He cannot be erased from the record unless the prosecution is abandoned."

"I understand, let me tell you." Li Zitao already understood what happened.

Justin, his good friend's brother, is the most famous drug dealer in the neighborhood.

Eric just had to put his stuff in his schoolbag, and then go to the repair shop with him after school and hand over the schoolbag to Justin. That's his job.

Brentwood School is full of powerful children, and no one will come here to search. Eric follows the bodyguard every day, so there is no need to worry about being robbed.

Every day when I go to the repair shop and hand over my schoolbag to Justin, he will hand it over to my brother in the store, and he will be responsible for selling it to the poisonous insects.

Then when it was dark, Eric went home with his schoolbag.

Thinking of this, Li Zitao was almost angrily smiling, and his house was already a white-faced warehouse.

"He's inside." In an office, Eric was sitting behind the table with his head down. The movement of Li Zitao pushing the door made him raise his head, and he lowered quickly after seeing the person coming.

Ashamed, Eric grabbed each other at a loss, twisting his fingers back and forth, not knowing what to do.

"Rise your head." Li Zitao sat opposite him.

"Charlie, I...I'm sorry." Eric raised his head and said with tears in his eyes: "I just wanted to help them. Justin said that he has more than a dozen brothers in his family, and his mother can only live with garbage, and they won't hurt others..."

Justin was his friend and a fellow man of the same complexion as him. Eric didn't know why, and he believed in every word he said at that time.

Now thinking about the reason why he became friends with him was just to let himself be white-faced for them.

But Eric had never thought so before, or... he subconsciously denied this speculation and longed for false friendship.

"Have you seen those people? Do you know what they will become?" Li Zitao looked at him expressionlessly.

"Justin said, even if they don't sell it, there will be someone who will sell it..." Eric said, burying his head between his knees, his shoulders shaking.

"Wait for me here." Seeing his regretful expression, Li Zitao left the room and asked someone to take him to the detention room.

When the door opened and saw more than a dozen black criminals closed inside, Li Zitao said impatiently: "Have."

The black man sitting in the corner raised his head, and Li Zitao walked straight towards him.

Li Zitao reached out and pinched his neck, and lifted it up to him, turned around and walked out.

"Hey..." The black man beside him shouted to stop him. Li Zitao punched him in his lower abdomen. The other party instantly hugged his lower abdomen, widening his eyes and kneeling on the ground to retreat.

"Ho, ho, save..." Li Zitao choked his neck and brought it to the room. Harvey found that the police officers around him seemed to have not seen them.

Even if someone looked at him with curious eyes, he would be stopped by his colleagues. Harvey's heart trembled, and he didn't know what would be waiting for him.

Pushing open the door of the interrogation room, Li Zitao waved his arm, and Harvey, who was being held by him, fell to the ground, holding his neck and gasping and coughing.

"Now you have two choices. If you fight this matter yourself, I will let your brother go, or I will let you all go."

As he said that, Li Zitao moved his left cheek slightly backwards, and said in a grim smile: "Then find someone to chop you into pieces to feed the fish, and your brothers and sisters."

"You can't do this." Harvey moved backwards with his hands in panic.

"Of course I can. When you come to him, you should know what trouble you will cause. Do I look kind?... Hum? Hum."

Li Zitao patted his cheek with his hand. If he hadn't been to take on this matter, he would really want to slap this greasy face.

"I'll give you 2 minutes, I'll think about it and tell the police officer at the door." Li Zitao said and turned around and left. He had a little hope that Harvey would choose the latter.

Back at Eric's office, Li Zitao opened his mouth and said, "Do you have one?"

"What? No, no, I haven't touched it." Eric raised his head, and when he saw Li Zitao's expression, he immediately waved his hand to say that he had never touched it.

He knew what that was and knew better Li Zitao's attitude. He also expressed his disgust towards poisonous insects at home.

Eric just, he, maybe he is obsessed with it!

"Leave now, the driver is waiting for you at the door. Let's talk about this matter when we go home." Li Zitao asked him to go to the door by himself.

"Mr. Li." Stephen walked over, looked at Li Zitao with a little curious look, and with inexplicable recognition, as if he said again, 'We are the same kind of people.'

"Have you accepted it?" Li Zitao asked.

Stephen nodded and whispered: "He took everything on himself, on the condition that he would let his brother go."

"Yeah, that's it." Li Zitao pressed his shoulder and said politely: "Thank you."

"Don't be polite, 2 kilograms, wow, he's going to sit in prison in his entire life." Stephen smiled indifferently.

Whether Justin and Eric have received all his credits, he is more interested in the launch of the supply of Harvey, and there is no need to destroy the two children.

It is difficult for Justin to change his life and the environment around him, but Eric still has a chance and he also hopes to see more black people live a normal life.

Stephen has dealt with too poor people and black people. Some are real beasts, but there are also good people among them who are just powerless to change their destiny.
Chapter completed!