I snore when I sleep

Four deadly choices in life:
Being a cop in Mexico!
Absolute justice here means getting shot, BIUBIUBIU.
The protagonist finds himself in the body of a jail guard and discovers that his eyes can see a person's Crime Value!
Only by outgunning the criminals can he uphold justice!
This prison is called "Plateau Prison", the highest security level in Mexico.
At this time, there is a man locked up inside.
His name is Gallardo, nicknamed Godfather, one of the founders of the Guadalajara Cartel.
If you want to survive, either leave this damned country, or climb your way to the top.
Mexico can be bright!

Working as a police officer in Mexico

120mm mortar rounds fired five consecutive shots!


At a glance, the waist of the hill had been blasted a few centimeters lower.


"Kennedy Heisenberg," the number three man in the Victor Cartel, charged forward with the officers, fearing that someone might still be alive after such bombardment.


"Don't kill me! Don't kill me, I surrender!"


A criminal in the yard's swimming pool, obviously lucky, quickly raised his hands and pleaded as he saw Kennedy and the others, "I have a seventy-year-old mother..."


Kennedy blasted the man's head open with a shotgun, "Sorry, I refuse."


"Search! Check the safes, the nightstands, and inside any covers."


This was an "extracurricular activity"—raiding homes!


To develop Guadalupe Island, you need money, and if the drug traffickers are dead, doesn't that all become Uncle Victor's?


Drug traffickers like to hide cash at home. When Colombian Pablo was on the run, any place he had stayed could yield a huge sum of cash.


Chapter 68: The Spark of a Career!