UCLA Medical Center.
The largest and best hospital on the West Coast.
Richard wanted to consult about medical issues.
Of course, he chose here.
And due to the habits of a prosecutor.
Richard quickly found out.
Zhou Mo Sen originally graduated from UCLA School of Medicine.
He was even a doctor here.
That makes it more necessary to come.
Reveal his identity as a prosecutor and the name Zhou Mo Sen.
Soon enough, Professor Hansen was alarmed.
Upon hearing the name Zhou Mo Sen, Professor Hansen even wanted to laugh.
It's you again!
Of course, when he was talking to Prosecutor Richard to understand the situation, he didn't mention he knew this Dr. Zhou before.
After thoroughly understanding the situation, Professor Hansen said one sentence.
"Mr. Daddario, let me introduce you to a renowned plastic surgery expert."
Richard was, of course, very happy to hear that.
Thus, Old Howard arrived.
Next, the three of them started to discuss in Hansen's office.
This was obviously a confidential meeting.
Richard further introduced his daughter's situation.
That day after returning home, he asked his daughter a lot of details.
Although Alexandra tried hard to protect the secret between her and Dr. Zhou.
She was still asked about some of it.
After all, Richard is a prosecutor, he's very skilled in this aspect.
Thus, Richard remembered one key phrase.
"Dr. Zhou used a special Oriental therapy!"
The prosecutor, of course, didn't understand medicine, much less know what Oriental therapy was.
Now, do the two renowned doctors know?
Old Howard quickly offered his own judgment.
"If no steroid medication was used, and no surgery was done.
Then, the key is this so-called Oriental therapy.
It's very likely to be Chinese medicine!"
Is this analysis reliable?
The key is, what can be done with this analysis?
But Old Howard was quite excited, "No matter what kind of Chinese medicine it is, it definitely hasn't been certified by the FDA!"
So, we can sue Zhou Mo Sen!
...
Night falls.
San Diego took on a different face.
Clay, a subordinate of Sheriff Doyle.
He drove a Ford to a neighborhood.
San Diego is a very beautiful city.
The city center is bright and beautiful, filled with skyscrapers.
But, this city also has its own dark side.
That is, there are over a hundred gangs of various sizes.
Where Clay arrived now.
Is the known territory of the Bloodline Gang (Bloody-line).
Bloodline isn't considered very big.
But their boss claims to have ties with the Limp Gang.
Moreover, Bloodline is a very inclusive gang.
Blacks, Old Mo's, Asians, Whites, can all join.
In the United States, gangs also look at skin color.
However, with development, different colors would infiltrate as well.
To the north of San Diego, it is mainly the Asian Boys dominated by Chinese.
Adjacent to them, is the Little Scoundrel Gang of Cambodian descent.
Further south, is the Bajara Gang of Filipino descent.
And to the west, near the coast, there are two white gangs.
Hell Angels and the Skinhead Gang.
The Asian Boys actually originated from Los Angeles, San Diego is considered a branch.
If you talk about the really pure one, it would be the Hell Angels.
They usually ride Harleys swaggering through the streets.
These over a hundred gangs, they basically all produce their own rap artists.
OG, which is two abbreviated words, but translating it, one of the meanings is:
The real gangster.
Clay got out of the car and walked into the neighborhood.
This action was very bold.
Especially with so many people nearby.
Blacks, Old Mo's, Asians.
They looked at Clay with fierce eyes.
But Clay showed his badge.
This time he wasn't wearing a uniform.
The badge was very effective, these people didn't dare to approach.
Soon, he arrived in front of an ordinary house.
The so-called ordinary house, was a wooden, aged old house.
Very cheap, generally no one would buy it.
Sitting in the front yard, was a rather fat middle-aged black man.
A tiger tattoo on his right shoulder, his nickname was 'Tiger'.
His real name seemed to be 'Terence'.
On his left shoulder, there was a 'C' tattoo, which had links with the Limp Gang.
Limp Gang, crips.
Tiger was the boss of the Bloodline Gang.
"Honorable officer, why are you here so late?"
Tiger was full of momentum, with many people standing around him.
But Clay wasn't afraid, he even looked down on these guys with his eyes.
"I have something to ask you."
"What?"
"The Bella Clan's merchandise."
"What?"
"Don't pretend to be dumb."
"Damn knows what you're talking about!"
"Tiger, are you saying you don't know the Bella Clan?"
Actually, Doyle and his team had already found out before, the place where the Bella Clan was ambushed by gunfire was the territory of Bloodline.
Tiger being questioned like this, was very disgraceful.
But since the other party dared to come, they must be prepared.
Besides, he was a cop.
But...
"The Bella Clan has a lot of merchandise! Which one are you talking about?"
This statement is not wrong.
Clay said, "The purest ones!"
"Purest ones?"
Tiger was more confused, the Bella Clan's merchandise.
It was notorious for being bad.
When did they ever have purest ones?
Clay continued, "Don't think we don't know it was you who ambushed the Bella Clan that night!"
This statement reminded Tiger, but it was because...
Wait a minute, could it be that night, the Bella Clan brought the purest goods?
Tiger thought to himself but firmly replied, "I have no idea what you're talking about! If you have proof, arrest us now!"
Arrest? As if he dared.
Clay wasn't smart, but he wasn't that stupid either.
Moreover, this time Doyle gave him the task as before.
Beat the grass to scare the snake!
"Tiger, I'm telling you now, that batch of goods is in trouble, if you don't want any trouble, hand it over!"
Saying so, he threw a matchbox to him.
"Call this number."
After doing all this, Clay turned and left.
Tiger certainly didn't let his men act, he glanced at the matchbox.
At this moment, the boss of the Bloodline Gang thought to himself.
So that night, the Bella Clan indeed brought a batch of good goods!
It's probably something even Zhou Mo Sen didn't expect.
The non-existent thing he made up.
Now it's been confirmed by these people.
That batch of goods, exists!
...
Second floor of an Asian Supermarket.
Between Zhou Mo Sen and Oden, on a small table, there's a court summons.
"I've been sued again."
"Yes, you've been sued again."
The tone of these two guys talking was very strange.
It's not just that they don't take it seriously.
"It doesn't sound like you're worried."
"Yes, it doesn't sound like you are either."
These two were speaking in such a weird tone.
It wasn't just that they weren't considering it a big deal.
"Old Howard and Professor Hansen are so naive, you and I won't be afraid of them."
"Yes, but their testimony in court can trouble us a bit."
Especially since they have strong ties with the FDA.
The factory in the Philippines might face a big problem.
And this is not the worst part.
Can they find evidence?
Once something goes wrong there, it may lead straight to the Bella Clan's investigation.
It will be really troublesome then!
Knock, knock, knock.
The driver suddenly heard the knocking on the window.
Opening the window, a voice came from outside.
"Where are you from, man?"
"Los Angeles."
Facing such a response, a bald head came in quietly,
"Asian Boy?"
But Clay unleashed his police badge, "Skinhead Gang."
The Asian guy suddenly froze.
This move was quite unexpected.
"What's up?"
"Looking for Clay."
...
Zhou glanced at the court summons again and again.
Then spoke.
"Guess I'm being sued again."
"Yes, you're being sued again."
"By Daddario?"
"The very same."
"Sure enough, he is quite energetic."
"No choice, who told him to be a prosecutor."
"He really looked into Dr. Zhou."
"So, are you worried now?"
"A little, but not much."