Miraculous luck

 　　When Martin limped to the police station, Sheriff Watson wondered if he should believe his eyes.

　　Martin is the backbone of the gang. Years ago, Sheriff Watson wanted to charge him with extortion, but the gang hired a well-known lawyer, won the case, and acquitted Martin. Since then, the police have not had any valuable evidence about Martin.

　　Now, Martin is asking the police to detain him. In this regard, Sheriff Watson was puzzled.

　　"I'm willing to give evidence," Martin whispered. "As long as you lock me up, I can give any evidence you want."

　　"How can that be?" Sheriff Watson said calmly. He has always been known for his calm handling of cases. "You know, the police station is not a hotel, and you can't keep people casually. How did you know we would need the evidence you said?"

　　"Hey, Sheriff Watson, don't do this!" Martin said, trying to get He had the usual fierce and cruel look, but there was a hint of crying in his tone. "I know you're looking for evidence of a crime against Mr. Kings. Honestly, I can help you bring him to justice and bring him to court. But you have to protect me."

　　"Mr. Kings?" Watson pretended not to. Looking too interested.

　　Kings is behind various illegal syndicates in San Francisco. Any illegal activity in the city, more or less, has something to do with Kings. However, Watson and his men could not find any real evidence to accuse him. As a matter of fact, Kings actually had a good reputation in the upper class, and all the illegal activities were handed over to men like Martin. Not long ago, he actually attended the city memorial day parade and even sat on the podium. This made Watson annoyed, but there was nothing he could do.

　　What Martin is saying now can help the police arrest Kings, just as China is pregnant. Martin's testimony would be strong enough to bring Kings to court. Watson, however, tried his best to control his excitement and seemed indifferent. "Okay, what information do you have?" he responded flatly. "Even if we were interested in Mr. Kings--please note I said 'even'--how would we believe you? I heard, You're one of Kings' best go-getters."

　　"Okay, Sheriff, I'm willing to confess everything, but you must promise to keep me safe," Martin said, looking eager and desperate.

　　Watson knew that Martin was sincere. "I won't promise you anything, Martin. If you want, you can tell me why I came to the police station. Then, I'll tell you if I can trust you."

　　Martin took a deep breath. "It's like this. For three years, I've been collecting protection fees for Mr. Kins. I preside over the business in the north of the city, negotiate prices, collect money, and give some color if you don't agree."

　　Sheriff Watson nodded. nod. Of course he knew about the underworld. Kings' gang charged shopkeepers in various districts for protection. If you refuse to pay, you will be met with revenge immediately. The underworld's methods are neat and tidy, leaving no trace of evidence. The shop owner kept this a secret, and no one dared to come forward and testify in court. All along, the police have been helpless and have nothing to do with the likes of Kings and Martin.

　　"Simply put," Martin continued, "in the last two years, I've raised my protection fee, and I've swallowed the excess. Kings doesn't know about it. He took his, I kept mine. Got it. I'm handling the money, neither the owner nor Kings know about it."

　　Sheriff Watson was taken aback. This situation, the police did not know in advance.

　　"I'm not very greedy," Martin added. "I only keep 10 percent of the overcharge. I'm sober, and I don't spend like other people, but keep my money in out-of-town banks. I plan to work for another year or two. When I save enough money, I will go to the south to buy a gas station, and I will change my mind and be an honest man."

　　Martin will be honest? This statement made Sheriff Watson couldn't help laughing. "If you become an honest person, the fire of hell will also be extinguished."

　　Martin was obviously mocked and a little angry, but he actually suppressed his anger. Obviously, he did ask the police at this time.

　　"However, unforeseen circumstances," Martin continued. "I met a young lady in a bar one night. She was so beautiful, with blue eyes, dark hair, and a slender figure, bigger than the model on the cover of a magazine. Be beautiful. We were chatting together, and she told me her name was Erin. She said she was a teacher, and I also felt that she was different from the other women in the bar. You know, she was very cultured. She said, she was A girlfriend just broke up with her boyfriend, heartbroken, and they made an appointment to meet at a bar, ready to talk."

　　Martin said here, stopped, and lit a cigarette. "Mr. Sheriff, I've never messed with women, but Irene is different. I didn't expect her to date me at all, I just asked casually, and she said yes. I never thought, I, Martin , to be able to date a teacher."

　　Sheriff Watson laughed, "What an interesting couple!"

　　"Long story short!" Martin sighed, "We dated for a month. As our relationship deepened, we went A corollary - I said to myself, 'Martin, this woman is the life partner you're looking for! She's beautiful, smart, literate, and can tolerate your flaws - she likes you.'"

　　"Sheriff Watson, it seems that she really likes me." Martin said sadly. "In the few months we dated, we never quarreled, and there were very few disagreements. She was gentle and sweet. Man, our personalities are compatible. But there's one thing I can't tell her. I can't tell her about my livelihood. As a teacher, it's impossible for her to understand me. She wants her boyfriend to have a decent job, and I have to lie She's a salesman herself. But she doesn't believe me. We almost had a fight over that."

　　Sheriff Watson stretched in his chair and yawned. "Martin, your love story is very moving," he teased. "But can you get to the bottom of the point? I'm not very interested in your love life."

　　"Listen to me!" interrupted Martin. "I've decided to propose to Erin. I'm sure she'll say yes. We can get married right away, and I can even promise her to keep working. But I In the future, I will buy a gas station in the south and take her to live a carefree life. I plan to take her to the south for a honeymoon, and by the way, I will ask if there is a gas station for sale. Mr. Kings may not want me to leave, but He thinks highly of me, as long as I say I'm going to get married and have a honeymoon, he'll let me go. There's no way he'd know that I kept the protection money privately."

　　"I bought one for Irene yesterday at the biggest gold shop in the city. Ring. You know, Sheriff Watson, I spent more than two thousand dollars." Martin paused and looked at Watson.

　　Watson had no sympathy.

　　Martin had to go on: "Tonight, she came to my place for dinner. She did a great job. I bought a bottle of champagne. We had a great time. After dessert, I asked her to marry me.

　　" She didn't agree, and she didn't immediately refuse. She told me that she liked me. But she felt that if the two sides were not honest with each other, it would be impossible to be happy in the future. As I said, she always said that those who love each other should be honest. She uses that Big blue eyes staring at me: 'Martin, how can I marry someone who doesn't even know what he does?'"

　　Martin touched his chin with his hand. "Sheriff, women are men's troubles. If you don't want to cause trouble, stay away from women. They don't have a good thing."

　　Martin suddenly stopped.

　　"What happened after that?" Watson asked impatiently.

　　"Following things are why I'm here. I told her everything like a fool. I worked for Mr. Kings, what I did, even added ten percent protection to the undercover I also told her about Fei. Her eyes were persuasive, and I actually told her the truth. I also told her that I was going to stop washing my hands and be honest.

　　"I'm so stupid, how could I be Think a woman will understand me? After Irene heard what I said, she started crying, saying she didn't know what to do, how disappointed she was, and she didn't know if she should leave me. I was at a loss, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

　　"She cried so badly and burst into tears. Then, she went to the purse and wiped her tears with a tissue. As a result, she pulled out a pistol and pointed it at me.

　　"Sheriff Watson, I was like a cold water pouring over me, completely stunned. . She raised the gun and was about to fire, and I said, for the sake of my sincere courtship of her, I should make it clear to me. All she said was that someone paid her to check on me to see if I was playing tricks. She didn't say who hired her, but I knew it had to be Mr. Kings. I actually cast myself into the net and didn't recruit myself, what a fool! I should have seen that she was not in the right place. No teacher would go to that kind of bar, and no teacher would easily date me. I still think that I am a really attractive man.

　　"What I thought was, I'm dead this time. God forbid, just then, the phone rang. The moment she turned her head, I took the opportunity to escape through the window. She shot behind me, but I I threw myself out of the window. Fortunately, I lived on the first floor, but I still stabbed my foot. However, I didn't care about the pain at all and ran without life. Later, I calmed down. I realized that tomorrow morning, there will be a professional killer find mine."

　　Martin said, rubbing his ankles with his hands. Apparently, the memory made him feel pain. "Sheriff Watson," said Martin, "I've worked for Mr. Kings a long time, and I know what they're used to. But I never thought he'd send a woman to spy on me. I know, if I go back. , it must be dead."

　　"Yes, Martin. It's really tricky," said Watson. "I don't think you'd make up such a story to deceive us. It's not good for you. I believe, you say It's the truth. It seems that you can only cooperate with us for others and yourself."

　　After Sheriff Watson finished speaking, he stood up, stretched, and walked to the door. "Tom!" he called to a police officer. "Arrest Martin for disturbing the peace! Get a stenographer and take his statement. Don't forget, get a new record book! Mr. Martin will have many things to do. Tell us."

　　Martin limped out of the office.

　　Watson sat back in his chair and laughed happily. Things would actually take such a turn. Willing to plant flowers will not bloom, unintentionally planting willows and willows to make shade. It's easy to catch the gang leader Kins. Just so lucky!

　　Sheriff Watson prepares to sit in on Martin's confession. But he decided to make a phone call first.

　　Soon, a familiar voice came.

　　"Eileen!" said Watson, "the plan worked, you're awesome! Martin is ready to tell the truth, and we can finally knock out Kings. God, I can't see that you can really convince Martin that you're a killer woman. You Got an Oscar."

　　"Thank God, finally free," said Irene, the policewoman. "I don't know how long I can take that nasty thing. If tonight he finds my pistol empty, I'll be the one who runs away. ." Before hanging up, she added, "Oh dear, you should look at this ring! This guy has a simple mind, but he has a good eye for things! You must give me one when we get married. A better ring."

　　"Of course, my dear."