A person must have sharp eyes, especially for street thugs, they must have sharp eyes.

You can mess with those you can mess with, but don't mess with those you can't afford to mess with.

In a country like the United States where firearms are extremely prevalent, it is common for two people to pull out their guns and shoot at each other at the slightest disagreement. However, for those who make a living on the streets, they still need to be able to distinguish who they can't mess with.

As a descendant of a mafia family, as a professional thug who handles dirty work for others, as someone who shoots without warning and killing is a profession rather than a personal grudge, Francisco exudes an aura that cannot be provoked, and he can easily be captured by Gilson and his gang.

If you can't afford it, then don't provoke it. The saying that a real man can bend and stretch applies universally, and thugs are not so stubborn that they seek death. Therefore, Gilson had no obstacles in kneeling down, without any psychological burden.

Now, the person who opened the door and the person holding the shotgun also knelt down with Gilson. This was not to humiliate them, but to facilitate supervision, so that they wouldn't have a chance to pull out a gun. The possibility was small, but precautions had to be taken.

Only the fat man David didn't dare to say a word or even breathe. He obediently stood aside.

As for Gao Guang, he was now sitting on the sofa, looking at the three people kneeling in front of him, thinking about how to talk to these thugs who couldn't be considered as gangsters or good people.

After thinking for a long time, Gao Guang finally said to Gilson, "I didn't plan to talk to you like this, but since it has come to this, let's just say it."

Gao Guang leaned back on the back of the sofa, and a strong smell entered his nostrils, causing him to lean forward again. He said with a serious expression, "Tell me how you fence stolen goods, what do you mainly fence, and how do you deal with them after you receive them."

"I only fence luxury bags, a few top brands. I don't fence anything else."

Gilson answered quickly. He still hadn't fully understood the situation, so after stating his business scope, he quickly said, "I just sold all the goods I received. Now I have money, I have money. Do you need money, bro? I'll give you the money."

"I'm not here to rob you, but... how much money do you have?"

"Ten thousand! Oh no, but now I still have nine thousand four hundred... with him."

Gilson glanced at David, and then he cried with a mournful face, "I bought six hundred dollars worth of cocaine. I'll give it all to you."

To Gao Guang's surprise, Mike was shocked. He looked at the fat man David in astonishment, and David hurriedly said, "I'm just a delivery boy who delivers goods and collects money. Please don't rob me, otherwise I'll die!"

Gao Guang put his hand on his head. He felt a headache coming on. Then he waved his hand and said, "Alright, tell me what kind of goods you sold, how many, and where did you steal them from."

Gilson immediately said, "There were a total of twenty-two, all Gucci. I received an order this week, and they were stolen from Macy's by four people."

"Is that Macy's in West Hollywood?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Are they your own people, or unfamiliar robbers?"

"Of course they're not my people... I know them, but they are the ones who stole the goods and sold them to me, just like, just like him."

Gilson finally looked at Mike, and Mike shrugged, but didn't say anything.

Gao Guang nodded and said, "Very well, tell me who you sold the goods to."

Gilson hesitated. He was considering whether or not to reveal the name of his superior. But before he could hesitate for more than three seconds, Francisco kicked him in the back.

With one kick, Gilson was sent flying, and Francisco didn't say a word. He kicked Gilson from behind, then stepped on his head, and used a strange method to strangle Gilson's neck by pulling up his collar from behind.

Gilson was suffocating and struggling, but he couldn't move under Francisco's foot. Gilson's two subordinates were stunned and terrified, but they didn't dare to say a word.

Gao Guang was afraid that Francisco would strangle Gilson to death. After at least thirty seconds, Francisco finally looked up at Gao Guang.

"Let him go."

Gao Guang spoke, and Francisco released Gilson's collar, lifting his foot off Gilson's head.

Gilson writhed in pain on the ground for a while, gasping for breath and coughing as he shouted, "It's a convenience store, Ronnie's Convenience Store. He's called Ronnie. I sold all my goods to him. He's a big buyer, and he sells stolen goods all over the world. He's very rich, very rich!"

Finally, he cried out, not knowing if it was because he was strangled or because he cried out his snot, and he didn't dare to wipe it. He knelt on the ground and sobbed, "Don't kill me, I'll give you all the money."

Gao Guang was a bit absent-minded.

The nickname "Convenience Store" sounded pretty good, at least it didn't have any negative connotations, and it easily made people think of a place where things are sold, and it's everywhere, very convenient.

Other people's nicknames are so good, they sound good, much better than "Mad Dog", and they can be easily remembered with just one mention.Gao Guang sighed in his heart, then he said kindly, "Who is Ronnie from the convenience store? Where is he? How old is he? What is his full name? Tell me everything you know."

"Ronnie from the convenience store is a white man, um, around thirty years old. He used to steal and rob, but later he started buying stolen goods from other thieves. He has many people working under him. He drives a Ferrari, a Jaguar, and a Mercedes-Benz. Let me think..."

Ji Er Sen was afraid of getting beaten, so he thought for a moment in a panic and quickly continued, "He always pays in cash. One time, he let me see a bag full of money, at least several hundred thousand dollars. I think he deliberately showed it to me. Also, he has several men working for him, all... desperados who dare to kill."

"Tell me about your trading process."

"Okay, after I have the goods, I call him and he comes to collect them from me. I know that at least a few other people also sell their goods to him. Oh, and before, I used to sell the goods to Black Shadow, but Ronnie killed Black Shadow two years ago. There's no evidence, but everyone knows that Ronnie killed Black Shadow. So now Ronnie from the convenience store is the biggest buyer. He should be the biggest."

The nickname Black Shadow sounds pretty good. He should be a black person, but a formidable one. The meaning behind this nickname is quite obvious. It sounds better than Mad Dog, anyway.

Gao Guang couldn't help but savor the nicknames of others again, and then he noticed that Ji Er Sen was too panicked and speaking incoherently.

"Speak clearly, don't be afraid. Think it through before you speak. Are you sure Ronnie from the convenience store is the biggest fence in Los Angeles?"

"Yes, he should be, no, he is the biggest!"

Gao Guang nodded and said, "So, is he only responsible for buying and selling stolen goods, or does he also personally commit robberies?"

"Um, he never personally commits robberies. If there are urgent customers with specific demands, he tells us small fences about it, and then we inform the robbers about how many items they need, what models, and how much money to give. Once they get the goods, they immediately give them to Ronnie from the convenience store. The price for these goods is higher. After the order is completed, he informs us, and even if there are more items of the same model, he won't pay a high price for them."

Gao Guang thought for a moment and asked, "What does he buy? Does he only buy a certain type of stolen goods, or does he buy everything?"

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"He buys everything! Ronnie from the convenience store personally buys luxury goods like bags, shoes, and clothes, which are our main targets. But he also buys things like luxury watches, diamonds, and gold that are obtained through armed robberies. And he also buys some cheap goods, electronic products, but he lets his subordinates handle the purchases because these things are not very expensive, easy to authenticate, and there is a large quantity."

Gao Guang frowned and asked, "Authenticate?"

"Of course, they need to be authenticated. If anyone dares to cheat him with fake goods, they're done for. Oh, Ronnie from the convenience store is an expert at authentication. He can tell if something is real or fake at a glance. Of course, no one dares to cheat him now."

These days, it's not easy to be a fence without knowledge.

Gao Guang pondered for a long time and said, "Let me ask you a question. If you tell those robbers that you won't buy anything stolen from the North Hollywood area anymore, will they still rob?"

"Why wouldn't you buy it?" Ji Er Sen realized that he shouldn't have asked and hurriedly said, "They won't rob! At least the people I've been working with for a long time won't rob. But they can rob and sell to others. I'm not the only one buying the stolen goods. But if it's my own people, then they definitely won't rob. If they rob and can't sell it, then it's useless."

It's better to find ten small vendors like Ji Er Sen than to directly find the biggest fence in Los Angeles.

Gao Guang fell into deep thought again. After a while, he said in a deep voice, "Very well, you're smart. Tell me Ronnie from the convenience store's contact information and his address, and you'll be fine."

"Okay, okay, but please don't say that I told you. Um, I'll give it to you."

Francisco reached out and took the phone from Ji Er Sen's hand without even looking at it, and respectfully handed it to Gao Guang.

Gao Guang looked at the contacts on Ji Er Sen's phone, took a picture with his own phone, but he didn't rush to return Ji Er Sen's phone. Then, seemingly casually, he said, "Mom, you have a son now, that's great, that's great."

"Boss, I understand, I won't say anything, to anyone!"

Ji Er Sen was on the verge of tears, while Gao Guang put his phone aside and said, "Wait a moment, I just thought of a question. You said Ronnie from the convenience store is only thirty years old now, but he has been in the stolen goods business for many years. At what age did he start committing crimes?"

Ji Er Sen had a mournful expression and said, "He started armed robberies at the age of thirteen. He's a ruthless character. Please, please, don't say that I said anything. I don't want to die, Mad Dog, please spare me, I beg you."

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I'm getting a headache from all these nicknames. I'll put aside the ones I like and use them if they're good. If I don't think they're particularly good, I'll set them aside. I can't think anymore. My head is about to explode.