For patrolmen, the most terrifying thing is not a street gun battle, or a weekend family.

The media surrounded the two patrolmen who had already noticed something was wrong when they walked out of the police car. When they found the person who called the police, they both went crazy after hearing what Yoda said.

"Privately, I want to call the police. Someone wants to kill my fiancé, that is, the police detectives department, murdered Koshazhan weekend. Because he investigated..., I suspect someone wants to kill him. In addition, I have evidence of these people threatening the weekend, and the key evidence obtained about this case after the investigation on the weekend."

A document, a USB flash drive, and a mobile phone were pushed to two patrolmen at the same time. The two patrolmen in police uniforms made the same move together, swallowing their saliva with force. At this moment, countless flashes chased after them, and they had no time to hide and were frozen in the memory card in the camera.

what to do?

That's the Homeland Security Bureau, which policeman dares to go to that kind of place to ask for people?

Or, simply ignore the case?

So many media are watching. Once this case is pushed out, and tomorrow's report comes out, he will be a sinner in the entire city. What if he dies on the weekend? Even if he is not dead, how can the police not accept the murder case?

By then, Matthew would be completely relieved. Not to mention this case like a hot potato, he would just fire two unqualified patrol officers to solve everything. Maybe legal responsibilities will be attached at that time. That guy can even abandon the weekend that conquers the world for him, let alone two ordinary patrol officers?

The psychological activities of the two patrol officers frequently appeared, and their bad mentality has been entangled in their hearts since this moment.

Originally, Matthew's image in the hearts of all policemen was not like this. He was the pillar of the entire police station. No matter how much pressure there was, Matthew could withstand it. Therefore, the police station became a piece of iron bucket, and everyone was happy to watch this place become his private territory. But now it is different. Since he handed over his fiancée on the weekend, the entire police station's attitude towards Matthew has changed. Who was the weekend? The person who sacrificed his life for his colleague's wife, the person who fought desperately on the streets of New Mexico, and the person who directed the special police and the Mexican-Drug-Owl-Blacks gun battle. In the end, more than a dozen police officers were rescued.

Do you betray him and want to gain the loyalty of others?

Do you want others to have no intention of you?

Yes, these lower-level police officers can say nothing, but at critical moments they will think about whether they will be betrayed because of a mistake in their mistakes.

"Wait a mininute."

The patrolman turned around and walked towards the police car, slowly said, "Parker Station, I am..."

He began to report to the General Office. At least after reporting, whether the case was accepted or not, it had nothing to do with him, a small patrolman. Even if the General Office asked the two of them to rescue people, it would be an order.

Normal people will choose this way, especially under the flash.

...

In the general's office of the coastal border defense force, before Stacy could express anything, the black man in a red suit took out his cell phone, and the phone frequently vibrated 'wattle' in his hand. When he answered the phone, he said this on the phone: "Tell the old witch that two policemen and a group of media have arrived downstairs. They were stopped at the door of the building and asked her how I should deal with it."

The black man glanced at Stacey: "The woman took the police and the media to the downstairs of the Homeland Security Bureau to ask for someone and wanted us to hand over the weekend."

Hearing this, I completely relaxed on the weekend. No matter who has the idea, the current environment has finally begun to benefit me.

"You—him—mom—..."

The general could no longer suppress his anger and took out his pistol and pointed it at the weekend.

"General!"

Stacey suddenly stood up and shouted, "Now, you can't kill him!"

The general turned his head and looked at Stacey, shaking his lips without saying anything.

"If you kill him, the Homeland Security Agency will be the murderer."

The general said viciously: "If I don't kill him, I will go to prison!"

"If you kill him, you have to go to prison, General!"

Stacey slowly stretched out her hand through the desk and tried to touch the pistol: "General, it's not good for us to die on the weekend now, but he's alive, it's good for us. In my hand, there is a video of Josh who cut off his hands on the weekend, and a mental appraisal report from the psychiatrist on the weekend..."

"But you can't prove that the evidence is fake." The general really hoped that Stacey would deny his words, really.

"Yes."

Stacey disappointed the general: "I really can't prove that the evidence is fake. So far, I haven't seen that evidence."

Was, Was, Was.

The cell phone in the black man's hand vibrated again. This time, the black man didn't dare to answer the phone and handed the phone directly to Stacey.

"Private." Stacy said respectfully.

"You can't die on weekends, and the Homeland Security Agency will not be responsible for this incident."

The whole phone call was immediately hung up after the other party said this, and then Stacey looked at the general: "General, you have to go to prison, and you, there are several other generals who must take all the responsibility."

"Who called?" the general asked with his eyes wide open.

Stacey said with a silence, "You should guess it."

"He let me go to jail?"

"That bastard told me to me to memorize everything? Fart!"

The general pointed his gun at the weekend and scolded Stacey: "I only received 17 million in total. Of these 17 million, many of them were taken away by you vampires, and the rest of the money was all there..."

"Shut up!"

Stacey stared at her eyes and said, "Think about your son who was studying in Cambridge, think about the wife who traveled around the world, and the grandson and general whom your eldest daughter gave birth to you. There is nothing more important in this world than family, whether it is wealth or status."

Huh... Huh...

The general gasped heavily. When he heard his relatives, his eyelids were twitching. So he looked at Zhouzhao and said, "Your whole plan should be to sacrifice yourself, and then use that information to kill everyone who has something to do with this matter, so that everyone who can threaten you will go to prison, and your family will be safe, right?"

He nodded on weekends and chuckled, "Yes, my life and death are not important at all."

The general asked again: "That is, you don't believe that after keeping this secret, the Homeland Security Bureau will let your family live with you."

"Yes, General."

I sat down on the weekend.

The general took another deep breath and sighed, "I don't believe it either."

"Come!"

The general suddenly shouted outside the door.

Stacey glared at her eyes and asked, "General, what are you going to do!"

"What are you doing?"

The general said dissatisfiedly: "In my military camp, you threatened me with my family, and now you ask me what I want to do?"

"Why do I have to pay a total of 17 million yuan? The total amount of money from the four generals is not as much as the master of the Homeland Security Bureau who accompanied the president to meet every day in Washington. Now, let's put everything down?"

"Does I have to bear the military expenditures that the coastal border defense forces have been sucked away by the Homeland Security Bureau?"

"Can I make it clear then?"

null.

The door was pushed open by two soldiers, and the general held the pistol in his hand and pointed it at Stacey, "I'm right on the weekend, don't play anyone!"

After saying that, the general shouted at the two soldiers who rushed in: "Catch them all!"

“yes-private!”

Now he is still a general, and he is still a person with the right to speak in the military camp. But after today, who can predict what will happen tomorrow?

He smiled over the weekend, and looked at the situation in front of him with great joy. He believed that if the general had always stood on the stance of justice, for the sake of the country and his family behind him, he could bear the grievances and walk into prison with the pain because his inner framework was strong enough. But if it was for money and for shameless black money, one by one, "why, why" would flood like a flood. They could share wealth, but they would never share the blame.

"General, you will regret it!"

No matter what, Stacey never expected that the final result would be like this!

On the weekend, I didn't expect that this unfaithful general would make the exact same choice as himself when he stood in a blind spot.

"regret?"

"What a joke!"

"Everything I know is enough to pull the master from Washington off the horse. Who will come to make me regret it then? Is the new Director of Homeland Security? Is the Secretary of Defense? It's too late for these people to walk around the dirty water on the ground? Who would have the desire to dirty the brand new leather shoes they just wore!"

That's what the weekend thought, exposing everything and leaving everyone in prison, who would wear tinted glasses to pick on the case whenever those who leave their current position?

This is the world.

"Take them down!"

Another group of soldiers rushed into the office. The people twisted the few people in the office like crazy and walked out. The general, covered in sweat on his forehead, picked up the phone and said, "Send a car to pick up the media in front of the Homeland Security Bureau to the military camp, right away!"

He learned the trick of saving lives on the weekend, and he learned it so vividly.

...

An hour later, all the flashes were put into the general's office. The general who had made great contributions to the United States told the camera about a history of corruption for more than ten years, and finally told all the people involved.

Media people were all recording everything in this office like crazy. Today, every word the general said was enough to occupy the headlines in Los Angeles, and some even could occupy the headlines for a month.

Since the Colt family became a military weapon supplier, the embezzlement group led by the General's Homeland Security Agency began to move, lying on the Colt family like a blood-sucking lee. They could take half of all the interests of the Colt family. The coastal border defense forces alone received more than 150 million yuan in the past ten years.

One tenth of this money became the general's private property, only one tenth.

In front of the media, the general burst into tears. After saying everything, he turned around and walked back to his desk, and picked up the phone to the media with a relief attitude: "I want to report my corruption." He called the anti-corruption department.

...

It was dawn and the White House held an emergency meeting. Just ten minutes later, the director of the Department of Homeland Security was removed.

But this did not stop the media from exposing a series of anger from the American people after a series of exposures. Various marches started to rise and fall like in the 1970s, and many people began to protest in New York, Los Angeles, Washington and other places.

The next day, a White House spokesperson announced to the media that the US government would definitely give an explanation to the people. Then, the Chief ** official arrived in Los Angeles to start the trial of the case.

A month later, the US Chief ** Officer publicly tried the case in the Los Angeles Court. In the case, Yoda was sentenced to life imprisonment for intentional homicide, but after identification by psychiatric experts, Yoda was sent to a mental hospital for completion of his sentence; the general was sentenced to a total of 254 years, which means he never expected to get out of prison in his life; the most unlucky one is the Director of the Homeland Security Bureau, the master who often stayed with the President in Washington was defined by the media as the culprit. Of course, this was the general's contribution to the tears in front of the media. In the end, the Director was sentenced to four life imprisonment.

...

As for the weekend, before the verdict was announced, someone found him asleep. When the judge got angry and asked someone to wake him up, the bailiff was surprised to find that he was dead.

...

In the capital city, in the criminal police team dormitory.

"Old Zhou!"

"Old Zhou!"

After opening his eyes slightly over the weekend, he saw his captain's familiar face. The captain said with dissatisfaction: "What are you doing? I've been snoring, and I've been lying in the next room for two hours but haven't fallen asleep."

After looking around on the weekend, I found myself lying in the dormitory of the Beijing Criminal Police Team...
Chapter completed!