When you are a police officer in American comics, every day is a holiday

Chapter 11 Black Lives Matter Movement

The next morning.

The sunlight did not shine through the curtains into the house as usual.

Because it is in a north-facing room, it is difficult for sunlight to shine in.

I don't know if it's because of the injection of genetic enhancer, or if it's because I'm too excited.

Zhao Hao woke up at six o'clock.

After practicing some physical training, he ran directly to the supermarket to buy groceries, and then ran back to the villa.

Even after running for more than an hour like this, he didn't feel much fatigue.

It was past nine o'clock before Lu Lixue got up tiredly.

Zhao Hao saw her coming downstairs and immediately brought her breakfast.

"Xiaoxue, come and have some breakfast. What's wrong with you?"

Lu Lixue yawned and stretched, revealing her slim waist and huge bulging advantages.

"Oh...it's okay, I just slept too late last night."

Zhao Hao put the breakfast in front of the other party and said: "I have contacted the decorators and they will come tomorrow.

By the way, what style of decoration do you like?

Time to remodel it. "

Lu Lixue picked up the spoon and ate the porridge, and said casually: "Whatever, it doesn't matter to me. You can make up your mind. Anyway, you will live here from now on."

Through the candid chat last night, she had successfully let Zhao Hao live here.

It's free, as long as she prepares three meals a day.

Thinking of the beautiful life in the future, I suddenly began to think about what my future children would be called, what schools they would go to, and how they should be raised...

Until, a bell rang.

"Jingle Bell…"

After looking at her phone, she raised her index finger to Zhao Hao to remind him to be quiet.

"Dad, what's the matter?"

"I am fine."

"My research is almost done..."

"I know the danger, but Dr. Wu and the others..."

After resisting for a few words, she slowly calmed down.

Zhao Hao heard the man on the phone seem to be talking about grandma, being sick, being hospitalized or something.

After a while, Lu Lixue could only lower her head and said with a low expression: "Okay, I will go back tomorrow..."

After hanging up the phone, she lowered her head and looked disappointed.

When Zhao Hao saw this, he immediately came over and asked with concern: "What happened?"

Lu Lixue suddenly hugged the man in front of her and said with a tearful voice: "My grandma is sick and is in the hospital. The doctor said she might not survive this month and asked me to go back and see her for the last time."

Her mother and grandmother had been the best to her since she was a child, and her father mostly just played a role in providing money.

So she can rebel against her father, but she cannot ignore her grandma's serious illness.

Feeling the sadness of the woman in his arms, Zhao Hao stiffened for a moment, but soon patted the other woman's back gently.

"It's okay, you can go back and relax, I will look at your house."

After hearing this, Lu Lixue closed her eyes and her mood slowly recovered.

"I can't bear to let you go..."

Of course, she just said this in her heart.

Although she is a lover, she also knows that the relationship between the two has not reached that level yet.

Even if she even thought of the name of the child...

But grandma's serious illness forced her to go back again.

After all, that was the grandmother she was closest to after her mother left.

Seeing that Lu Lixue was in a bad mood, Zhao Hao took the initiative to take her out shopping and then watch a movie to relieve her mood.

Time soon came to the next day.

When Zhao Hao woke up again, Lu Lixue had already left.

Her father booked her a morning flight. A cross-country flight like this needs to depart several hours in advance to prevent unexpected delays.

Looking at the empty villa, Zhao Hao sighed, and then started his morning exercise.

After noon, he began to prepare his revenge plan.

……

a week later.

Outside the police station, a group of protesters appeared holding plaques and shouting.

"Asian police, get out of the police station!"

"Avenge the tragic death of our comrades!"

"What qualifications does he have to shoot!"

"Hand over the murderer!"

Most of them were black, with a few white women.

After the video of Zhao Hao killing three gangsters was exposed on the Internet, a group of Black Lives Matter members appeared.

These people incited many people to protest in front of the police station.

Of course, some people come mainly because they get a lot of money.

After all, the Black Lives Matter Fund has tens of millions of dollars.

Hire some people to make trouble, with rhythm, it can't be normal.

At this time, Malvern was looking at the protestors with a headache.

"Have these damn pigs been kicked in the head by a donkey? You are obviously upholding justice, but these people came to protest after watching a video that is right and wrong."

Zhao Hao, who was behind Marvin, just nodded lightly when he heard this and said nothing.

After completing a psychological evaluation yesterday, he reported to the police station early this morning.

He didn't really care about the protests of black people, after all, there was nothing wrong with his procedures.

It is impossible for the bureau to make things difficult for itself, otherwise thousands of police officers would not agree.

And Marvin sighed when he saw that Zhao Hao didn't take it to heart at all.

“Although they just shout, their influence is not small.

Even the mayor called to ask because of these people's protests. If there is a big trouble, I can only transfer you to the logistics department. "

When Zhao Hao heard this, his face suddenly became serious.

No, not to mention the low wages in the logistics department, we can't carry out justice to our heart's content.

At that time, half of the system will be abolished.

"Excuse me, Mr. Director, what is the name of the boss of the Ghost Hand Party and where is their headquarters?"

When he said this, he kept observing Malvin and several police officers next to him.

He found that Marvin just continued to look out the window with an unchanging expression, while one of the police officers next to him moved his fingers slightly and his eyes flickered.

According to psychology, Marvin obviously already knew that the mastermind behind this was the Ghost Hand Party, so he was not surprised that he directly said this name.

The police officer with twinkling eyes showed a guilty conscience and was probably related to the Ghost Hands.

In other words, what I said now may very well appear in the ears of the leader of the Ghost Hand Party after a while.

Seeing this, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Of course he was not a reckless man, he said the seemingly reckless words just now casually.

It's just to test the reaction of everyone, and then find out the possible spies in the bureau.

Even if there are no traitors in the bureau, leaving the director with the impression of a reckless man can reduce the other party's defense against him.

After all, no one likes their subordinates to be too smart.

After a while, Malvin looked at the protesting crowd below, which seemed to be getting more and more aggressive. He could only say helplessly: "Don't worry, I will hold a press conference later and make your law enforcement video public. Let’s see then.”

He didn't want to provoke the Ghost Hands at all.

Others may not know it, but he knows that he cannot afford to offend the people behind the Ghost Hands.