Armed SWAT

Mitchell did not break his promise, and he really came on the day of the blood test.

Deng Kaiwen was a little surprised when he saw him: "What are you doing here?"

"Aren't you alone to check? Look, I even brought my lunch," Mitchell generously showed the peanut butter sandwich in his bag: "I'll wait for your results report in the afternoon before going back."

"...so you skipped work."

"No! I have applied for sick leave properly!" Mitchell paused, and suddenly became depressed: "But they all said that I look energetic and strong, and I can't be sick..."

Deng Kaiwen patted him on the shoulder: "The brain is sick."

"……Hey!"

Deng Kaiwen was not the only one who had his blood drawn in the morning. Residents from a few nearby towns also drove over to test for HIV.

In fact, there is no way for Deng Kaiwen to be quarantined.The high-risk behaviors of ordinary people are nothing more than drug addicts mixing needles, or spending money on sex without condoms.Deng Kaiwen's high-risk behavior was that he was pierced by a bloody needle from a drug addict. The entire palm was pierced, and the blood flow continued on the way to the testing center.That's extremely dangerous.

If he had been infected at the time, every drop of blood he shed, the medicines and bandages he changed, could have caused his colleagues to be infected one after another.Moreover, he is a SWAT himself, and the police station controls this kind of special police very strictly. A SWAT infected with HIV may be ten times more terrifying than an ordinary AIDS patient.In the past, there was an old case where SWAT suddenly broke out with anti-social personality and copied a submachine gun to shoot on the street.Once this kind of person goes crazy, no one can really cure him.

When Deng Kaiwen took blood, two staff members guarded him specially, and other suspected patients were kept far away.The huge corridor was empty, and only Mitchell was sitting excitedly beside Deng Kaiwen, selling his peanut butter sandwich with a lot of tongue: "Do you want to eat Kevin? I know you must want to eat it, but unfortunately you can't Eat. Sigh, what a pity. I made two, but I didn’t bring them because I knew you couldn’t eat them. If I bring them and don’t give them to you, don’t you look very greedy? That’s really too much It's cruel, I really can't do such inhuman things."

He happily took a big bite of the sandwich and let out a moved sigh.

"It's really delicious. The sandwiches need to be sandwiched with peanut butter. Chocolate sauce, strawberry jam, lettuce salad dressing and so on are simply crooked. The taste of millet and wheat needs to be perfectly complemented by nuts, and the rustic starch sugar How can it go hand in hand with artificial cyclamate in the same sandwich?"

The veins on Deng Kaiwen's white temples were throbbing.

"My cooking skills are really superb," ​​Mitchell held up the sandwich intoxicated, and then turned to Deng Kaiwen: "Are you sure you don't want some?"

With a snap, it was as if a string in Deng Kaiwen's mind snapped instantly.

He grabbed Mitchell's hand violently, bit down on the big ring of teeth marks on the sandwich, and bit down on Mitchell's finger so hard!

"Damn it!" Mitchell jumped up shaking his hands: "Why do you really eat it! Damn it! Damn it! It hurts me to death!"

Deng Kaiwen ate the sandwich peacefully, took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, his movements were graceful.

"My fingers are swollen from your bite! Look at the saliva! There are also tooth marks! I'm so complete with these tooth marks!"

Deng Kaiwen made an apologetic expression, looking very hypocritical.

"You are so cruel..." Mitchell leaned his head on Deng Kaiwen's shoulder sadly, and rubbed it delicately: "—By the way, dear, what do you think of the taste?"

"The sandwich is okay," Deng Kaiwen said, "your fingers are a bit salty."

The doctor called in the office: "Mr. Den, come here and draw some blood?"

Deng Kaiwen stood up calmly, and Shi Shi ran away under Mitchell's sad and angry eyes ==

It was already noon after the blood was drawn, and the results would not come out until two hours later.

Deng Kaiwen had been hungry for most of the day, and when he came out, his face was pale, and he didn't know whether it was nervousness or weakness, his forehead was covered with a layer of cold sweat.Mitchell was taken aback seeing him like that: "Do you want to eat something?"

Deng Kaiwen shook his head: "I don't want to eat."

In fact, he was under too much psychological pressure and couldn't eat anything.Mitchell knew this, so it was not easy to force him, so he suggested: "How about we go for a walk in the garden?"

Deng Kaiwen hummed, but couldn't get up, and sat stiffly on the bench.

Mitchell sighed, walked over and took his hand, and rubbed the blood spot on his arm: "What are you afraid of, the results will come out within two hours? If the first phase of the preliminary screening is all right, it's basically all right. Alright, let's go back to the police force tomorrow."

Deng Kaiwen was startled and withdrew his arm violently.

This action was completely subconscious, but it was too intense. Both of them were taken aback suddenly, feeling a little embarrassed.

"I... I just thought, what should I do if I really get infected." Deng Kaiwen coughed, then shrank his hands back: "You'd better not touch it randomly, it will be more dangerous if you touch blood."

Mitchell laughed, and licked the finger he had just rubbed his bleeding spot in his mouth.

"..."

Deng Kaiwen was stunned for a while, and the two stared at each other for a long time.

At this extremely embarrassing and ambiguous moment, Deng Kaiwen's cell phone rang suddenly.

There was no name displayed on the screen, and no caller ID.

For Deng Kaiwen, this situation was a bit unusual. The moment he answered the phone, he thought it was Xinia who called him from the hospital from a public phone.

Because she was injured on her hand, she has also been staying in a Los Angeles hospital for the past two days. She only called the testing center, but no one came.

"Hello?...Hello?" Deng Kaiwen glanced at the phone suspiciously, then put it back to his ear: "Hello? Is anyone talking?"

There was silence on the other side of the phone, and a person's long breathing was vaguely heard.

I don't know why Deng Kaiwen's heart suddenly tightened, and there was a feeling of chills in an instant.

"...Hey, is there anyone talking? No one, I'll hang up!"

Just when he was about to hastily press the interrupt button, a hoarse male voice suddenly sounded with a slight smile on the phone: "Hi, Kevin, it's me."

In an instant, Deng Kaiwen felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and after a while he asked tremblingly, "How do you know my number?"

His face was getting too serious. Mitchell was about to avoid him, but when he saw him like that, he stopped in his tracks.

"Don't be so strange. Is there anything else I don't know about you?" The voice on the phone seemed to be smiling more, with a little eastern accent. I don't know why it was a little gentle, giving people a sense of vicissitudes and vicissitudes. Steady feeling.

Mitchell looked at Deng Kaiwen's ghost-like expression, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came to his mind.

—Epro.

The person on the other side of the phone is the boss of the New York gangster GA, and the godfather of the eastern underworld, Epro!

"I just want to tell you that if your HIV test result is strongly positive, you are welcome to return to New York at any time. I have prepared a laboratory for you here and several authoritative experts on HIV research."

The man paused, his tone more gentle and creepy.

"Waiting for your return anytime, my child."

Deng Kaiwen's pupils constricted suddenly, and then he pressed the stop button heavily.

The screen flickered on and on, and the call ended abruptly.

"...Who is it?" Mitchell asked tentatively.

Deng Kaiwen sat there with a seemingly calm face, but actually the hand holding the phone was trembling slightly.After a while he shook his head and said hoarsely, "No...no one."

(2)

When Deng Kaiwen said this, he looked away unconsciously, his lips turned white, and his mind was restless.

Mitchell looked at him for a moment, then suddenly asked, "—Epro?"

Deng Kaiwen was startled: "How do you know?"

Although this remark did not directly admit the identity of the male voice, it was no different from directly admitting it.

"When I was a state policeman last year, I heard a recording of Epro's speech in a joint anti-terrorism operation. His voice line is very unique, and it is hard to forget after listening to it a few times." Mitchelton paused and spread out again. Tan Shou: "Besides, there are also rumors in the police station that you used to be an undercover agent in GA, and you almost killed Epro."

Deng Kaiwen was silent for a while, and then suddenly asked: "Do you think the phone call he made just now sounds like he was almost killed by me?"

Mitchell shook his head frankly.

"...Did you hear some other rumors?"

This question was a bit abrupt. When Deng Kaiwen asked, he stared at Mitchell with deep eyes, and his eyes became more and more refined and black, which made people feel cold.

"I heard that when you turned your back on the GA, you attracted a large number of people from the underworld in New York. Later, your name was ranked first on the killer bounty list, and countless people wanted your head. It is said that Epro paid a lot of money for your head. You got it down from above." Mitchell hesitated, then said, "And then...it was gone. That's all I've heard."

Deng Kaiwen listened to him with a calm expression, without any emotion or anger, but his eyes became more and more quiet, and he even felt a little lonely.

"Who did you listen to these words?"

"This, how can I remember this." Mitchell scratched his hair: "No one dares to put it on the surface, it's just half-truth and half-false."

Deng Kaiwen sneered: "I know it even if you don't say it. The only ones who can spread such rumors are the old men above. They have regarded me as a thorn in the side for a long time. Epro always makes these things come out. Every time I am about to be promoted He started calling the heads of the FBI, asking them if I was doing well, how I am doing, whether my work is going well, and when I plan to return to GA... Every time he finished calling, I couldn’t be promoted, and finally they They don’t even dare to let me go to the front line, they only dare to let me take care of the logistics.”

"This...is this why you were transferred to Los Angeles?" Mitchell thought to himself, no wonder, Deng Kaiwen is young, has been an undercover agent, and has two generations of the Qierqi family backing him, so why did he never have a bright future? Did the FBI transfer to the Los Angeles Police Department?Moreover, he was not transferred to the administrative department with real power in the police station, but became a special police captain who was born and died. This incident was weird from the inside out.It turns out that there is such an inside story behind this incident!

"Leaving the FBI was my request, and even Regulus couldn't stop it. At that time, several high-level leaders of the Los Angeles Police Department didn't want me to come. They always thought my background was tricky." Deng Kaiwen sneered, The voice was very soft: "But at that time, only the position of Los Angeles SWAT captain could accept me. The other vacant positions were either too high in qualifications or too low in rank. After a while of wrangling, those old men finally succumbed."

Mitchell couldn't help asking, "Who are those people?"

Deng Kaiwen casually mentioned a few names, all of whom were top executives in the police station.

Mitchell silently wrote down these names, and said: "No wonder many old players boycotted you at that time. I always thought it was racial discrimination..."

"Racism does exist, but they are also instigated by high-level officials. No one backs them up. Do they dare to tell me what to do?"

Probably feeling that these words were too emotional, Deng Kaiwen coughed, shook his head and said: "So there was no way to send all of you to the training camp. You have been training for three months, and I have three months Focus on fighting in the office, and dare not let you back until everything is settled. Otherwise, those old men will shoot openly at my head, and you will shoot secretly at my feet. I am an airborne captain who has just been transferred from the east to the west, and Who buys my account? Can't I survive this day?"

This is the first time that Mitchell learned the truth about the three-month training camp. He couldn't help being stunned, and asked in a low voice after a while: "Then Epro did that...he really wants you to go back to New York? What will happen if you go back?" Sample?"

Deng Kaiwen was silent for several seconds before saying, "I don't know."

The two of them sat side by side on the bench, at the end of the long corridor of the testing center, the sun shone through the glass windows on the floor, reflecting a faint light.

After a long time, Deng Kaiwen sighed hoarsely and said, "Maybe he will die."

Mitchell was startled, and looked at Deng Kaiwen suddenly, only to see his silent side face with the light behind him, looking a little desolate like ice sculptures and snow sculptures.

The two hours of waiting seemed extremely long, and Mitchell almost fell asleep. While he was dazed, he heard a nurse approaching lightly, and asked in a low voice, "Officer Den? The doctor called you."

Deng Kaiwen stood up, but did not leave immediately, but asked first: "Has the result come out?"

The nurse said, "Come out."

Mitchell woke up all of a sudden, and looked over with wide eyes: "Hey! Hey! Wait! I'll go in with him!"

"Sorry, the result can only be told to the subject alone." The nurse smiled apologetically: "Officer Den, please follow me!"

Deng Kaiwen looked normal, but his movements were slightly stiff.Mitchell couldn't keep up, but was very worried, so he secretly shook his hand hard.

Deng Kaiwen's hands were long and thin, with well-defined joints, but the skin was as cold as ice.Mitchell's hand is hot all year round, such a violent grip made Deng Kaiwen shiver: "You..."

"Go, I'll wait for you here!" Mitchell let go of his hand naturally, and smiled while patting him on the shoulder.

Deng Kaiwen couldn't help giving him a strange look.

This person clearly knew that his sexual orientation might be abnormal, but he frequently made such intimate gestures towards him, and he didn't know how to avoid it at all.

The relationship between them is obviously not that close, did this person do it on purpose?Or is he born with big nerves comparable to reinforced concrete?

The testing center does a lot of HIV test reports every day, including preliminary screening, re-examination, and screening, and will not spend too much time on the same person.Deng Kaiwen only waited in line for a while before it was his turn. The doctor threw him a large envelope containing a report, and he recited a series of precautions, and finally concluded his statement: "Please come back for a review in two months. Of course, you can also choose If you don’t come, those who are diagnosed as fine after the initial screening will generally be fine. But for your health and safety, it’s best to come back in two months to make sure, and we will send you an email to remind you.”

When the doctor was memorizing the precautions, Deng Kaiwen's heart was hanging all the time, and he sat stiffly on the chair, even his hands and feet were numb, and his whole body seemed to be floating on clouds.When he finally said, "If the diagnosis is fine after the initial screening, generally nothing will happen again", Deng Kaiwen suddenly missed a beat in his heartbeat: "I'm fine?"

"I can't say that everything will be fine. For the sake of safety, it's better to come back for another checkup in two months. But generally speaking, your test result is negative. Ah, a negative result means that you are not infected with HIV, at least for now No……"

Deng Kaiwen froze for a few seconds without moving, then let out a breath suddenly, and slumped into the chair all at once.

"You are very lucky. If HIV blood directly enters your body, you will die." The doctor also laughed: "I think the only possibility is that the drug dealer who was killed by the police did not have HIV himself, and you just got him. The venous blood that was sucked into the needle when injecting heroin! Don’t be nervous, we will submit a copy of this inspection report to the Los Angeles Police Department for filing..."

Deng Kaiwen couldn't remember how he thanked the doctor, then got up and left the office.The heavy haze of the past few days seemed to have been swept away, and his footsteps once again stepped on the solid ground, full of a sense of security and solidity.

Mitchell was waiting on the bench outside, and when he saw his face, he was sure immediately: "The result is negative?"

Deng Kaiwen wanted to nod and say yes, but when he opened his mouth, he realized that he couldn't speak. He hadn't touched a drop of water for a whole day, his body was getting weaker and weaker, his throat was so hoarse, so he could only smile and nod.

Mitchell rushed up and hugged him, tightly strung him in his arms: "Haha! I knew you would be fine! Let's pack up and move back. I'll invite you out to dinner tonight to celebrate!"

He was half a head taller than Deng Kaiwen. When he hugged him head-on like this, Deng Kaiwen's face was buried heavily in the crook of his neck. After struggling twice, he turned his face away angrily: "Let me go!"

Mitchell excitedly hugged Deng Kaiwen and turned around twice, like a TV drama actor hugging his girlfriend, and when he let go, he patted Deng Kaiwen on the back twice: "Hahaha, why are you so shy? Hurry up Let's pack up! I'll drive you home today!"

Deng Kaiwen smiled wryly, "Thank you so much..."

"We both need to say thank you? What's the relationship between us!" Mitchell patted Deng Kaiwen's shoulder hard for the last time: "——Let's go! Pack your bags and go!"

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about the strange eyes of other people in the corridor, and walked out in high spirits.

Deng Kaiwen rubbed his shoulders silently, with a helpless expression.He didn't look like a policeman, and it's hard to believe that he was infected with HIV while on duty.Coupled with Mitchell's intimate and unavoidable actions, it is estimated that those people probably thought that he was promiscuous with the same sex before they came to check for HIV.

This person is also really strange. Back then, he was obviously terribly homophobic, but now he has suddenly changed his sex again.Could it be that he has naturally bent over in these ten years?

Deng Kaiwen shook his head feeling absurd, and was about to follow, when suddenly the phone rang in his pocket.

He took out his cell phone and saw that it was a text message from an unknown number in New York.His face changed at that time, and he clicked on the text message, only to see that there was only one simple word in it: —— "Congratulations!"

Signed is Epro.

Deng Kaiwen's heart felt like an electric current passed through it instantly, pumping and shrinking.

How long has it been since the results came out?Is there anything else about him that Epro doesn't know?How many pairs of eyes have been watching him in the dark for so many years?

"What's wrong with you? Can't you walk?" Seeing that he didn't follow, Mitchell turned around and asked loudly.

"...No, it's nothing." Deng Kaiwen put the phone back in his pocket, and strode up with his usual expression.