The moment the incandescent lamp came, Connors felt that the light in front of him was a little dazzling, and even his eyelids turned red under the light at this moment. So he slowly woke up from his coma, and the pain in the back of his head quickly came...

"Well……"

“Where is this?”

Bang!

Connors slowly opened his eyes and found himself sitting in an interrogation room that was completely different from the Detectives' Office. His hands were handcuffed and shrank into the iron ring on the table. The sound just now was caused by his move.

how so?

Connors thought hard, and he remembered that he was already very late after driving home from the police station last night. Then he drove the car to the garage in front of his door. When he got out of the car and opened the garage door, he felt something hit the back of his head. Then, everything blurred.

"Sir Connors?"

When the sound came, Connors looked at the opposite side. He saw a white man wearing a suit with a vest and a British-style look sitting opposite him. The white man was about fifty years old, but the coldness on his body made people unable to get close to him.

“Welcome to Homeland Security.”

Homeland Security Agency?

impossible!

Connors didn't believe he would appear in this department, but was still handcuffed and sat in the interrogation room.

The DHS Bureau is a department established by the United States after the 9/11 incident. In 2007, the DHS Bureau approved a budget of US$44.9 billion from the Ministry of Defense. At this stage, the DHS Bureau has been on par with the CIA. The only difference is that the CIA has more external work, while the DHS Bureau is conducting counter-terrorism internally. In other words, anyone caught here is either a terrorist organization or a traitor who trades with terrorist organizations. Connors does not believe that he will be here no matter what!

"Who are you?"

"Agent Sean."

"Why arrest me?"

"Haha, because you still have value in use. It's a waste to make you disappear for no reason."

Connors opened his mouth in surprise again, then woke up and asked, "I don't understand."

"You don't understand?"

Sean put down his raised legs and changed from leaning on the back of the chair to putting his hands on the table, straightening his back to looking at Connors: "Don't you understand? Do you don't understand how you investigate Enrique, an officer of the coastal border defense force?"

Connors remembered!

After the weekend's case came to his hands, an officer named Enrique appeared in his sight. This person was very consistent with the characteristics of the weekend's summary. What's more, his wife was diagnosed with lung cancer and required a lot of medical expenses... No, his investigation was very strict, and even the account of Enrique was investigated through the Cyber ​​Crime Handling Office in Las Vegas, and he also made a big favor for this. No one knew about this...

"Tell me, Sheriff Connors, why did you use your position to ask your old colleagues in Las Vegas to help investigate Enrique? What are you going to do?"

They know everything!

Sean's words made Connors even more confused: "We?"

"Yes, it's you!"

"Brayden, Andrew, what organization do you three belong to?is? base?"

Bang!

Sean suddenly raised his voice when he slapped his desk with great force and said, "Why should I investigate the officers of the American coastal border defense force? What are you going to do? Do you want to bribe him or take advantage of the crisis in his economic situation to force and induce him!"

Connors is about to die unjustly. He has never been out of the United States even though he has grown up. Why has he contacted I and the base again?

"Shawn, I'm a misunderstanding, I'm not a spy at all!"

"Oh, I believe it all." Sean looked at him disdainfully, as if saying, "Can you deceive people with a slightly more refined lie?"

"I'm a policeman!" Connors saw that Sean didn't believe it at all, and quickly explained: "I'm investigating a case."

"What case?"

"Case where military-standard weapons fall into the hands of gang members."

Sean nodded, and the smile on his face became more and more intense: "Well. That's right, it's a secret order ******* personally issued to you to intervene in the investigation with a special identity, hahahaha, and then use the United States as the starting point to save the world."

"Can you-he-mom-don't waste your time?"

"Only Hollywood can make up such a clichéd plot!"

This scolding was very similar to what Connors often said to criminals when he was a sheriff in Las Vegas, but he never expected that this would fall on him, or in a place like the Homeland Security Bureau.

The US coastal border defense force is affiliated with the DHS Bureau and will only be handed over to the Navy combat forces under the Ministry of Defense during wartime. It will be used to help the DHS Bureau fight crimes during non-wartime. The Assistant Secretary of the Security Bureau of the US Homeland Security Bureau is responsible for the US Entry and Exit Enforcement Department. In this case, when the bank information of their officers under them is investigated, how could this group of agents who deal with intelligence work every day are not clear?

Why is it okay on the weekend?

Because he had never started an investigation on the weekend, he only made some genre summaries based on the gangster cases that had happened within his own authority. How could a person's analysis in his mind and on paper provoke the Homeland Security Bureau? But Connors was different. He intervened in the investigation under the authorization of the governor and also investigated the bank account of an officer named "Enrique" through relationships!

"I'm all saying it is true."

"Shut up!"

Sean was a little tired: "The police chief of the homicide department went to investigate the loss of military-style weapons related to gangsters. Do you think this reason makes sense? You are not the police chief of the Anti-Black and Drug Enforcement Department of the Police Department!"

"I……"

Sean looked at him without interrupting this time, but Connors himself had no idea what to say: "I have a witness." In order to protect himself, he could only find someone to prove this matter, and only one can prove this matter, that is the governor.

"What witness?"

“I got the authorization when I investigated this case, the governor’s authorization.”

"You wait a moment."

Sean took out his cell phone and dialed a phone number: "Private, Connors, the suspect in case number 31589, said that the officer he investigated us was authorized by the governor. Can you verify with the governor?"

“yes-private.”

A moment later, Sean received a phone number, and then he called and said, "Privately, I am Sean, a agent of the Homeland Security Bureau. After asking the superiors, I want to verify a spy case from you. Sean, the Homicide Section of the Los Angeles Police Department, investigated Enrique, an officer of the Coast Border Defense Force for no reason, and conducted a detailed investigation of Enrique's bank account information and family information. We suspect that this case is related to a terrorist organization. But Sheriff Connors said that he has obtained your authorization for this matter. May I ask, is there such an authorization? In addition, my leader hopes that I will ask more, why does the Governor investigate our people?"

Connors already knew the result when he heard Sean's inquiry. No one would say that this matter was related to him. The governor would offend the entire Homeland Security Department for a sheriff!

Connors understood, what spy, what cases, the people from the Homeland Security Bureau were clearly...

"...Okay, I knew it was...Thank you Mr. Governor, don't worry, I will definitely not make you wronged... Goodbye, Mr. Governor, I wish you a good day."

Sean hung up the phone, looked at Connors and said, "I, I just verified your lie. The governor told me in person that he just transferred you from Las Vegas to Los Angeles and received your thank-you call during this period. In addition, Mr. Governor did not hear any requests for your work, that is, you have no authorization at all!"

"Connors, when do you have to carry it?"

Connors was stupid. He felt that he was not far from death. After all, departments like the Homeland Security Agency did not need to pass the court to convict a person. Are there few people who disappeared from the hands of the Homeland Security Agency and the CIA every year?

How could I be so confused? (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!