Armed SWAT

It has been two days since Deng Kaiwen woke up from the coma.

Mitchell and Sinia stayed in front of the hospital bed for three days like a competition. The first thing Deng Kaiwen saw after waking up was Sinia.

Because Xinia immediately grabbed his hand, and tears burst out instantly: "Kevin! It's me, Kevin! Can you see me?"

Deng Kaiwen stared at her for a long time, and nodded slightly after a while.

"I'm afraid you won't wake up again..." Xinia pressed his cold hands to her face tightly, crying and laughing: "I'm still thinking if you can't wake up, what will I do?" What to do? Who am I going to marry in my life?"

Deng Kaiwen smiled, that smile was very weak, and his face became paler and paler.

Mitchell stood on the other side of the hospital bed, stretched out his hand to Deng Kaiwen's face calmly, and said in a gentle and forceful voice: "It's great that you finally woke up. Go on sleeping for a while, don't talk, I'll call the doctor Come in and check."

Deng Kaiwen glanced at him, as if he was a little surprised why he appeared here, but then he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep again.

Fortunately, Deng Kaiwen was young and in good health. He completely recovered his sanity that day, and he was able to have a simple conversation with the doctor the next day.A week later, he could sit up freely and move around with the help of a wheelchair.

Sitting on the bed that day, listening to the voices of the police and the doctor talking outside, he suddenly felt that his life was absurd, like an absurd dream.

He dreamed that he called that man "Neil" when he was very young, he was both his child and his student, and he would lazily take a nap in his arms at noon every day; and then dreamed that he was in Los Angeles, Kashan Della sits injecting heroin in her tiny bedroom, her face is bewitched, her figure is like a ghost.

The dream was so real, he could even feel the pain in the skin on his arm - it was the scar from Cassandra's severe scratches when she was addicted to drugs, and it couldn't heal due to malnutrition, and it was often inflamed and festered.This pain has left a deep trace in the memory of Deng Kaiwen's youth.

In fact, these scars have disappeared, and the skin on the arm is intact, as if the dark memory of the wind and rain has never appeared.Now he only retains the injury left by that person. Those various scars were all done by Nathaniel Epro himself.

Deng Kaiwen was a little dazed, and rolled up his sleeves to examine his arms carefully.

The hospital pajamas were light blue, which made the skin on his arms extra pale.He was not a person with exaggerated muscles, but because he was forced to stay in bed during this period, his thin layer of tough muscles became blurred, and he didn't look like the hands of a special police captain.

The skin on the arm is young and smooth, even if you look at it in the light, you can't see the slightest trace of scars.

"What are you looking at? Your hand hurts?" Mitchell suddenly leaned over from the door of the ward. He was wearing a police uniform today, and he was very eye-catching in the hospital: "Shall I call you a doctor?"

Deng Kaiwen immediately put down his sleeves: "No, I'm fine. What are you doing here?"

"Come here with Sangers to see how your body is recovering." Mitchell walked into the room, holding a basket full of cherries in his hand, which weighed five or six kilograms, and the cherries were plump and purple. A beautiful pyramid shape: "My mother decorated this with her own hands and brought it to you as a visiting gift. She also said she wished you a speedy recovery."

Deng Kaiwen was a little surprised watching him put the fruit basket on the bedside, and the room was filled with the unique fruity fragrance of cherries.

"Your mother?" He suddenly remembered that he had never known about Mitchell's family situation. In his memory, he had a good family background, and he often had new footballs and brand-name sneakers when he was in middle school.He had always thought Mitchell was the son of some businessman.

"Go to my house for dinner after you are discharged from the hospital! My parents are very good people." Mitchell turned his head and smiled at Deng Kaiwen: "You don't have to reply to me right now, wait until you have time after you are discharged from the hospital."

"... Oh." Deng Kaiwen had never accepted this kind of private invitation, and his face couldn't help being a little embarrassed.

"Having said that, I recently heard some news from New York GA." Mitchell pretended not to see his expression, and threw a cherry into his mouth: "One of my former colleagues' informants is in New York. It is said that after Epro returned to GA some time ago, he notified all the gangs in the east to cancel Stanley's heir status. This caused an uproar a few days ago. GA's board of directors basically supported Stanley, and collectively asked Epro to withdraw his order, which made There have been a lot of personnel changes in GA recently."

Deng Kaiwen's face changed very slightly: "He wants to kill Stanley?"

"No, I haven't heard of it. But it is said that Stanley secretly came to Los Angeles to try to sell drugs. This incident has completely angered Epro, and he was locked up recently. It's a pity that I don't know where he was locked up, otherwise... "

"Otherwise what?"

Mitchell was in a daze for a while, and then he grinned brightly: "Otherwise our police would have caught him, hahaha."

Deng Kaiwen looked at him coldly, as if he could see through all his thoughts at a glance: "You'd better not think of Stanley, even if Epro wants to get rid of him, he will not allow him to die in your hands. Besides, the detention Stanley's place must be very secret, and in the process of finding that place, you can be assassinated a thousand times."

"Who said I'm going to kill Stanley!" Mitchell immediately stared as if he was wronged, "I'm a law-abiding model policeman, and I won a medal!"

Deng Kaiwen took a deep look at him, turned his head away and stopped talking.

Mitchell touched his nose and felt very bored, so he walked out of the ward embarrassingly.When he was about to turn out of the corridor, he suddenly saw Sinia Miranda walking towards him. He was wearing a tight-fitting low-necked skirt in early spring. He walked gracefully, and several passing patients turned around frequently. look at her.

"People still can't get out of bed, even if you take off your clothes, it won't work, right?" Mitchell lowered his voice when passing by, and said with a smile.

Who knew that Xinia suddenly stopped, with a sweet smile on her face: "I read in the book that I should dress better when I propose, so I changed it like this specially. Kevin said that I look better in light colors, I miss him I'm sure you'll like it, don't you think?"

Mitchell's face suddenly changed: "Marriage proposal?"

"I said that I would become his wife, even if it was only for one day, I would become Mrs. Xinia Deng." Xinia smiled and turned around lightly: "I will invite you to watch the ceremony on the wedding day, remember Bring gifts and blessings."

Before she could take a step, her shoulder was suddenly held down by a hand like iron pincers, and it seemed that her whole bone was about to be crushed in an instant: "——You really dare to marry him?!"

Xinia gritted her teeth and asked back: "As long as he agrees, why don't I dare?"

Mitchell nodded with a sneer, and whispered in her ear, "—I'll kill you if you dare."

The woman's petite and beautiful body froze instantly.

Mitchell snorted, turned and walked away.

Cynia Miranda was right when she said that Mitchell didn't understand women.

He didn't know that once a woman made up her mind, she could do anything.

That day he went out to drink with his buddies from the personnel department, and when he entered the door, he saw Sangers and the others discussing the church, and he was a little surprised: "Is our Easter ball held in the church this year?"

Sangers said: "Where! The boss called in the morning to ask for marriage leave, saying that he planned to marry his girlfriend and hold the wedding on Easter. Aren't we discussing the wedding church?"

Mitchell only felt a buzzing in his head at the time, and Sangers was shocked when he saw that his expression was wrong: "Hey! What's wrong with you?"

"...Which girlfriend? Sinia? Miranda?"

Sangers laughed: "How many girlfriends does our boss have?"

"..."

"The boss will probably be discharged from the hospital next month. He will clean up his new home in two weeks and hold a wedding at Easter. Anyway, he has saved a lot of annual leave, and we will take care of the wedding trip together." Sangers turned to his colleagues in the personnel department and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I also have a lot of annual leave, and I took it together when my wife gave birth."

Several colleagues who already had children talked about the hard work of giving birth to their first child, and the office was as lively as a cafe for a while.When Mitchell saw that no one was paying attention to him, the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly sank.

Sinia Miranda.

He never regarded this woman as a threat at the beginning, because Deng Kaiwen obviously liked the same sex more. He looked at women with a pure heart and asceticism, and when he looked at men, he was more or less evaluating and admiring.

He doesn't look like the kind of guy who just randomly finds a woman to marry just to hide his homosexuality.

Mitchell always thought that Deng Kaiwen would remain single until he was in his 30s, during which time he might have one or two gay lovers; then dragged on until Regulus Cherki couldn't stand it anymore, got married and started a family, and then he was alone. .

From the beginning to the end, Mitchell never thought that he would marry a woman so early and live that kind of ordinary, trivial and monotonous family life.Deng Kaiwen was once a well-known underworld young master, a senior agent of the FBI, and now the captain of the SWAT team in Los Angeles.With so many legendary secret experiences condensed in him, how can he retreat from the cusp of the storm, get married and have children in peace?

Mitchell returned to the office and lit a cigarette.

Sinia Miranda—he murmured the name in his mind.

This woman has caused a series of changes so far, and her existence is a huge BUG.

Mitchell took a drag on his cigarette and narrowed his eyes slightly in the thin white mist of the cigarette.