Street Kings Page #6

Not, the forensic one has the bullets.

But they keep you up to date: not?

How many calibers did they find?

- What do you want?

- How much?

Farewell, detective!

Harry!

I thought that you were dead.

FORENSIC DEPARTMEN

I am of the Unit Against the Vice.

Tom Ludlow.

I know it.

I realized the autopsy of his wife.

Was he you?

The idiot:
does he remember?

Skylight.

The type who washed the evidence

of hair and fiber.

The one that did not want to take

samples of the vagina.

The one that left me without anything.

My work is not to investigate adultery.

In what can I it help?

Did it extract that thing about Washington?

And 38 expansive that hit

with the shoulder blade. They exaggerated.

Really it infuriated the shooters.

Is it what you wanted?

I am detective Diskant, we speak,

I came for the tests of ballistics.

When will they give me the report?

More or less in an hour.

The laboratory is very backward.

- thank you:
might he send it to my office?

- skylight.

- skylight.

- thank you, Doc.

Diskant, say to me.

Three calibers are three weapon.

What is your theory?

Two types began to steal.

One shot the teller...

... other sees Washington,

the weapon empties him.

His partner does the same

until he is finished the bullets.

One extracts 38 and gives to him

the last shot in the back.

They go away, and you come...

... when they had already gone away.

You have it quite decisive.

I cover you the back,

but allow me to be employed at the case.

Nobody will find them.

Do you want to listen to that?

Are you joking?

They have free pass, as you.

Of what speech?

- Clady said that you were agreeing.

- not this way.

Perhaps will you ask for an ascent?

Worry for you.

Idiot! You have a dead official

and you allow to go to the suspects.

- Do you want that they find them?

- Does not it bother you?

- Do you want that they say that you were there?

- Does not it bother you?

Do you want that they accuse you for obstruction?

If I say that you were not there,

you were not.

It is your filth and I am cleaning it.

And yes, it bothers me!

Diskant.

Yes.

Wait a second.

I list.

Very well, thank you.

Farewell!

Fremont and Cofruit tarts.

The laboratory found saliva in a cigaret

and a handkerchief. The ADN belongs to them.

Congratulations!

You identified the shooters!

In other circustancias,

he would be happy.

Obtain the records and give me copies.

We meet!

The computer indicates

that you arrested them.

Fremont and Cofruit tarts.

Good boys!

Greet them to me!

Do they remember them?

Who might forget them?

Merchants of heroine and killer.

They came from Belize to deal but

they liked so much the south that they remained.

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