The Detective And The Doctor
Joint Taskforce

Captain Briscoe, Captain Smith and Captain Benson were gathered in the captain's room. The report made by Ghani and Raymond was presented to the two captains known to the ranks of the NYPD as two hard and decisive captains of the division which is known to be terrible.

"This girl has been the target of our division because she took children from the refugees such as Rohingya, uygur, North Korea, Mexico who entered the United States" Captain Benson said.

"And cocaine is the best product on the street. The value can be about $100,000 one kilos and you get two kilos!" keep Captain Smith.

"And it started with an overdose case that made it spread to your division" captain Briscoe said.

"Who invented this cocaine?" ask Captain Smith.

"One of my men is investigating an overdose. He found it."

"Call him here" asked Captain Benson.

Captain Briscoe then called Ghani through the intercom to enter his room but according to officer Tam was in the coroner because there was a murder case.

"It appears he's taking care of another case. Let me call."

After the third ring, Ghani raised his call.

"You're back at headquarters now!"

***

Ten minutes later Ghani and Raymond entered the room of the captain Briscoe who was already full of two other captains.

Ghani and Raymond greeted the two captains. Then the captain of Briscoe asked his men to give a preliminary report of the incident so that the two almost died and the discovery of cocaine and the meeting with women who claimed to be John Dove's lover.

Captain Smith did recognize John Dove as one of the drug dealers being watched in the Bronx area. It's just that when the drug cops are spared watching, it turns out someone managed to make Dove die by making it look like overdosing.

"The death of the victim is actually due to a leak of the stomach that was hollow due to a BB bullet and without having to overdose, the suspect will also soon die because his organs have been damaged" Ghani replied.

"Bb Bullet?" ask Captain Smith.

Ghani and Raymond nodded. "It may not make sense but the coroner managed to find a BB bullet inside the victim's stomach. Our Asusmsi, John Dove, was put in a BB gun in his mouth and fired a BB bullet and then he was injected with heroin into overdosing" Raymond said.

"The results of toxicology tests, John Dove never used heroin, he used cocaine and ecstasy more often. So you have to find out the dealer or the perpetrator who is a pure heroin specialist." Ghani connected Raymond's exposure.

"But the brave Charlene came to the police station claiming to be John Dove's lover" muttered Captain Benson.

"Because he's looking for this" said Captain Briscoe, handing him the black book in the bag of evidence.

"Can I see?" ask captain Benson.

"Please, it's been checked by the CSI."

Captain Benson flipped open the little black book and furrowed his brows.

"Oh my God! This is in addition to drug transactions, as well as transactions of kidnapped children. Take a look at this, Ch-8-G means 8-year-old Chinese girl" exclaimed Captain Benson.

Ghani felt his stomach nauseous imagining paedophiles savorily using young children as his naf*s object. He prefers to face adult killers rather than sacrilegious cases or special victim units.

"It seems we have to do a combined action of the hood, my division, captain Benson's division and your division" Smith said.

"I agree. Do you mind if I send these two of my men into your joint task force (joint operation)?" ask captain Briscoe.

"Of course not. Thanks to the two of them, we were able to catch it all." Captain Benson nodded to Ghani and Raymond.

"Tomorrow you're coming to the narcotics division, we're briefing there. You don't mind captain Benson?" ask Captain Smith.

"Not at all."

It was agreed they would gather at the NYPD offices of the different narcotics divisions one block from Ghani's headquarters.

***

Ghani walked into the restaurant wearing a black coat and styled like a Yakuza vacationing in New York.

A female employee looked at it like she was looking for something and asked using English, which Ghani answered with Japanese saying her English was a mess.

The female employee understood and changed her language to Japanese.

"So, what age are you looking for?" ask the officer.

Ghani himself felt like he wanted to finish off people like this because he imagined the girl as little Rhea.

"I like the ones that are already rather large, about 10-11 years old. At least his chest started to grow." Ghani disgusted himself with his remarks but he should still be able to disguise himself.

"Give me your card and I'll let you know. Where are you staying?"

"Wingate" said Ghani, handing over his Yakuza card. In his heart he is grateful to have Oom Edward who knows many mobsters and one of his Yakuzanya friends would help lend him his card for Ghani's investigation.

The Yakuza itself is also in a mess because of John Dove and his colleagues so there is no harm in helping Ghani for his sake as well.

Ghani is not ignorant of the Yakuza's motives but he only thinks about how he can catch the perpetrators of the brutal murders that almost made him die plus Charlene who became a pimple of human trafficking minors.

"I'll call you, Mr. Matsumoto." Ghani nodded then walked out of the restaurant.

The employee told someone to follow Ghani and two policemen who were Ghani's backers saw him.

"G, someone's following you" said one of the policemen, calling Ghani, who Ghani answered in Japanese.

The two policemen looked at each other and smiled. "His taste he already knows" kekeh both. "It's really smart that kid!"

Ghani got into his own Range Rover and allowed himself to be followed up to the Wingate hotel. After he came down, there were three Yakuza who were friends of Oom Edward's. They also got into the elevator. People who followed Ghani eventually believed that Ghani was part of the Yakuza and left the hotel.

In the elevator, the three Yakuza handed over all the human trafficking evidence they could.

"Mr Blair said you could be trusted so we submitted this evidence. Even though we like to look for girls, but little ones disgust us!" say one of those people.

"Adult women are better" another commented.

"Thank you everyone" Ghani bowed politely.

The elevator is open. "You finish them off, so our business runs smoothly."

Ghani looked at them. "I'm part homicide, homicide is not a drug so I won't interfere with your business. And don't worry, I'm not a whistleblower."

"We believe in you, Giandra. Don't disappoint us." The three Yakuza left Ghani.

Oh my God, Oom Edward. Your connection is terrible!

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Sorry if Ghani's story is a bit heavy smelling thriller because he's a homicide detective.

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