Chapter 117 Behind the West Coast Wolf Tribe
As we all know, the duties of patrol police include several major categories, such as checking for potential security risks, handling disputes and incidents, and processing emergency requests for help.

Of course, there are also investigative and prosecutorial functions, but their functions are quite limited.

For simple criminal cases, patrol officers can conduct their own investigations and serve as witnesses in court. At the same time, during the investigation process, they also have the right to conduct stop and search or body search on criminal suspects who meet the conditions stipulated by law.

So as far as simple criminal cases are concerned, such as the shooting involving gangs like tonight, these street patrol officers cannot handle it. The only thing they can do is to provide on-site protection and some emergency processing, and then transfer it to the next higher-level department.

That's the Detective Bureau.

After York reported the incident to the dispatch center using the walkie-talkie, he and his colleagues began to set up the cordon.

In fact, from York's perspective in his previous life, the patrol officers here are equivalent to the local police officers in the police station, and the detectives in the detective bureau are equivalent to the criminal police in the criminal investigation brigade.

"York, I'll pull it over first." Ante said, pulling one end of the cordon and walking towards the other side.

Yorks stood there with a relaxed look on his face and glanced at the surroundings. At this moment, only his colleagues were busy here.

Fortunately, it was already early morning and there were no onlookers or reporters rushing around, which greatly facilitated their actions.

Therefore, after setting up the cordon and doing some general processing, these patrol officers can relax and just wait for the follow-up personnel to arrive.

Not long after, a car appeared from the intersection. It was the Forensic Department's car.

A few bored technicians got off the car carrying a bunch of things.

It looked like he had to work overtime and there was some impatience on his face.

After these people got off the car, one of them, a man who was about thirty years old, looked at a tall and sturdy patrolman who was standing guard at the scene and said helplessly.

"I finally realized why you are everywhere, York,

You are not really the reincarnation of the god of death, are you? "

Hearing this, York coughed dryly. Santiago, the backbone of the forensic department, can be said that the people in the forensic department are basically the treasures of the police station, and ordinary people will never offend them:

"Santiago, you definitely misunderstood me. I'm a patrolman. Isn't it normal for me to maintain the scene?"

"Damn it, I've seen you more this year than I have my ex-wife."

Santiago sighed, and asked his men who had already taken the things behind him to go in first, and handed the things in their hands to York:
"Helping me?"

Yorks didn't take it seriously and took it. After the divorce, this guy would visit his son once a week, which means he would see his wife a total of four times a month.

"I think you've met more dogs on the road than you've seen your ex-wife."

Santiago opened his mouth, but could only look at York angrily and took him inside.

Every profession has its own expertise. In fact, when Yorks entered the team, he was only responsible for some minor tasks under the command of Santiago.

But because of this, York also knew the situation inside the building.

This is a normal three-story single-family apartment with many rooms.

The living room on the first floor was quite messy, with all kinds of bullet-shattered debris and fragments on the floor.

There were bullet shells scattered all over the floor. In addition, there were two bodies lying here.

"It can be seen that they were attacked suddenly. The two were beaten to death when they were running here." Santiago's voice rang out.

"It seems that their enemies have fierce firepower and strong fighting ability."

York nodded and agreed.

It was quite chaotic here. The bodies lying on the ground were either those who had fallen from the cover or those who had fallen in the open space without any cover.

This means that after being suddenly attacked, the two men kept running inside, but Ulisse's men were very fierce and quickly chased after them.
One of the two people who escaped into the house was killed on the spot, and the other hid in the shelter in time, but still fell down under the fierce firepower.

From this, York could see that this apartment building was the secret base of the West Coast Wolf Tribe, but he didn't know how Ulysse knew about such a base.

The end result was that in addition to the body outside, there were four bodies in the apartment building, two downstairs and two upstairs.

Yorks found familiar faces among these corpses, basically all the faces he had seen that night. This meant that almost all the core members of the West Coast Wolf Tribe were dead.

I can only say that Ulisse is really ruthless.

What’s important is that in addition to the body, three suspicious pools of blood were also found.

According to Santiago, there was a lot of bleeding here, and three of the attackers died here, but after the battle, they took the three bodies away with them.

Yorks had only one conclusion about this: he was trying to cover up his mistake, but he undoubtedly approved of Ulisse's approach.

Not long after, someone from the detective bureau arrived to take over the case.

Because it involved gangs, the case was eventually taken over by the Anti-gang and Narcotics Bureau.

What struck York as a coincidence was that the person who took over was Achido, who was rewarded with a vacation for solving a major case.

When Yorks was kicked out because the forensic department began to collect evidence and make the final arrangement, he saw Aqido's appearance and knew that he had rushed over from home.

"I knew you were here, York." These were Aqido's first words.

He stood in front of York and did not enter the scene immediately. Instead, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms and instinctively wanted to hand it to York, but then he thought of something and chose to smoke it himself.

"Not on vacation? Why did you take over?" York asked Aqido who was already smoking next to him.

"Because I'm bored, and I have to start work today." Aqido smiled, but there was a suspicious trace of fatigue on his face. He exhaled a puff of smoke.

"You don't know how tiring it is to take care of a two-year-old child."

Yorks raised his eyebrows but said nothing. He just glanced at the scene behind him and his colleagues who had deliberately stayed away from here, and spoke in a low voice.

"Have you heard of the West Coast Wolf Tribe?"

Aqido glanced at York and said, "Do you think I usually just eat and do nothing? I am idle during holidays? This gang appeared on my desk long before they showed up."

At this point, Aqido laughed jokingly and said, "They are a bunch of scum who don't deserve sympathy. They do all kinds of evil things, such as drug trafficking, robbery, smuggling, and collecting protection fees. It seems that they also have the channel of transnational human trafficking.
You can say they make money, they do whatever they want, unscrupulously.”

(End of this chapter)