Armed SWAT

The action quickly ended in a busy and orderly manner.

As SWAT police, Mitchell and the others are not obliged to participate in the on-site investigation and finishing work, so after successfully rescuing the hostages, they can leave.

The cordon was in a hurry, the policemen shuttled back and forth with the wind on their feet, the psychiatrist was busy comforting the hostages, the corpses of the prisoners were covered with a white cloth and carried out of the building one after another.Several forensic doctors squatted beside the blood-stained human-shaped white line, packing broken human tissues in boxes.

The SWAT police who are the main combatants are all exhausted, and several team members who directly participated in the operation sat beside the police car, chatting with each other while resting.

Sangers and the others were very satisfied with Mitchell's brave performance, and his words revealed a sense of acceptance-the acceptance of veterans for newcomers, such a fast speed is very rare in SWAT troops.

At this time, Mike, the police officer in charge who had talked with Deng Kaiwen, came over and asked with a smile, "Where's your boss?"

"With the branch chief." Sangers replied quickly.

Mike agreed with a pleasant smile, turned around and walked towards the security circle.

Mitchell noticed that Officer Mike was of a very high rank, and the other police officers present respected him, but when he spoke to the SWATs, his attitude was very friendly and even affectionate.

"Everyone sitting in his position must deal with SWAT." Seeing Mitchell's doubts, Sangers took the initiative to explain: "Whether we make a shot, and when we make a shot, we have to deal with them. It's very important for ordinary police officers."

Mitchell nodded, and said to himself, this is the status difference between the special forces and the regular forces!

Mike walked up to Deng Kaiwen and talked to him intimately.Immediately Deng Kaiwen nodded, strode towards Mitchell and the others, and said in a deep voice, "Go back first, I still have something to do."

"Help?" Sangers asked.

Deng Kaiwen shook his head, his face was a little tired: "There is not enough police force on site, Mike asked me to stay and help coordinate."

At this time, several people in TV costumes ran towards this side quickly, the cameraman held up the camera, and in the front was a panting female reporter, holding up the microphone and saying loudly: "Now let's interview the biggest person who successfully rescued the hostages this time." The hero, the famous SWAT team in Los Angeles! How do they feel about the perfect success of this operation? What kind of gangsters were encountered at the scene, and what stories happened that we don't know?... What we saw next is Los Angeles SWAT captain, hello Mr. Captain! Do you have anything to say to the audience in front of the TV?"

Mitchell couldn't help laughing, and many police officers in the open space also laughed.

Deng Kaiwen pushed away the microphone that was close to his face, and strode towards the security circle.

"During this operation, the young captain led the combat team to successfully find the hostages and subdue the four gangsters. None of the hostages were injured at the scene... We can see that the captain is very young, ha, he It also looks very cool!" The female reporter raised the microphone again unwillingly: "Mr. Captain! Do you really want to say nothing?"

Deng Kaiwen waved his hand without looking back.

His face was indifferent, and he didn't even look at the camera lens at all.

At this moment, a blond girl with blue eyes and a pale face staggered after Deng Kaiwen. There was still blood on her face, she looked a little embarrassed, and she was very pitiful: "Sorry, may I ask you..."

Deng Kaiwen turned around.

He had already taken off the black hood at this time, leaving his entire face uncovered.His facial features are very deep and handsome, his eyes are beautiful pure black, looking at the girl calmly and powerfully.

The girl blushed instantly: "Excuse me, you saved me, right?"

Many people looked at this side, and Mitchell stared at the girl for a long time before he recognized that she was the hostage held by gunmen.

At that time, her face was covered with blood, and she was screaming crazily. She couldn't see clearly that she was such a beautiful girl.

Deng Kaiwen nodded calmly: "What's wrong?"

"You...can you tell me your name? And your phone number," the girl frantically took out her phone from her bag, and looked at him hopefully: "Fang, if it's convenient, can you leave me a phone number? "

The police lights flashed blindingly in the open space, and there were pools of blood on the ground. The policemen ran around quickly with stern faces, and there was a mess of voices coming from the intercom.

The girl's face was flushed, her blond hair was blowing beautifully in the wind, and her face was full of excitement and anxious hope.

Many people looked at this side, and even some high-ranking police officers were talking with smiles, and the branch chief smiled expectantly while watching.

Deng Kaiwen patted the girl on the shoulder and said without looking back, "——My name is Mitchell Landers."

He strode toward the security circle in stride.

"..." Mitchell instantly petrified.

(2)

This time the hijacking incident was so big that several TV stations followed up and reported the whole process.In the end, all the hostages were rescued safely, and the result was joyful, which aroused long praises from many newspapers.

Los Angeles SWAT suddenly became a positive model, a role model for the police.

The Police Department decided to hold a commendation meeting, and the councilors would award them medals and commendations, and then invited many TV stations to report the whole process.This is actually a partisan political show, and Mitchell and the others know it, so this commendation is accepted without any psychological pressure-anyway, they just need to stand there and smile silly at the camera twice!

On the day of the commendation meeting, they all arrived at the venue. It was a newly completed beautiful exhibition hall, and the marble floor shone brightly under the bright light of crystal lamps.

The state senator who was said to have a bright future arrived earlier than them, and was waiting at the entrance of the exhibition hall early in the morning. As soon as the SWAT police car stopped, he immediately passed through the circle surrounded by bodyguards and guards, and strode up to meet him.

This is the first time Mitchell has seen this respected state senator—Regulus Cherki, who is in his 30s this year. He looks tough and strong, and he walks with windy feet.It is said that he performed very well in the army before, and was once promoted to colonel, but later he decisively specialized in politics.

This has a lot to do with his father, Chelsea Old.Old Chelsea was once one of the think tanks of the previous president, and he was an old fox who had never failed in political intrigue.Although he has retired now, it is obvious that he has a son who is better than blue and has inherited the mantle of this politician family perfectly.

"I've been waiting for you all the time!" Regulus smiled and stretched out his hand, shook hands with every special policeman, and asked seemingly casually, "Where's your boss?"

It is undeniable that although this man's facial features are sharp and tough, his smile is contagious, and he is worthy of being a professional politician.

Secretary Gerry said dutifully: "He drove another car and was supposed to arrive early. But when we came over, we received a call from him saying that he suddenly felt a little unwell, and we might have to wait a while to come back again!"

Regulus sighed, "It's a pity, I'll be leaving soon... We haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Hey, do you know our leader?"

"We're old friends," Regulus smiled. "He was only the year we met, and he wasn't a policeman then."

In an instant, the eyes of everyone in the police force were green with gossip.

Gerry's smile suddenly became more sincere: "Then, what happened after that?"

"After that he went to the FBI."

Regulus suddenly stopped talking, as if he was remembering something for a long time, he smiled for a while and said, "Okay! Everyone is waiting for us! Let's go in quickly."

At that moment, his smile seemed a little weird, as if he recalled something that made him proud.

However, except for Mitchell, none of the SWAT team members who have been fighting on the front line for a long time and have little experience in political struggles can see it.

Surrounded by a group of bodyguards, Regulus and the SWATs walked through the grand gate of the exhibition hall.TV reporters also filed in one after another, and the dazzling spotlight and the hustle and bustle of voices soon faded away.

A black Jaguar came from the corner of the street and stopped in front of the exhibition hall without a sound.

Deng Kaiwen got out of the car.

He was wearing a very well-fitting silver-gray suit, and the elegant tailoring just set off his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and slender and powerful legs.A pair of RAY-BEN sunglasses with scanning function covered most of his expressionless face, only revealing his tight thin lips and perfectly lined chin.

He watched Regulus' back behind the tall glass door until he faded away.

After a long while, he slammed the car door and strode into the exhibition hall.

Before coming, he asked Gerry to inquire about the location of the commendation meeting. It was in the most beautiful and formal hall No. [-] in the exhibition hall—a hall like this was set up for a mere commendation meeting. There was no doubt that Regulus? Credit to Chelsea.

Regulus won't be around for long, he has a mandatory charity talk in the afternoon.Twenty minutes at most, and he must leave here after the medals are awarded.

It shouldn't be a big deal to be late for 10 minutes, Deng Kaiwen thought to himself.

He walked into the bathroom and gently closed the heavy wooden door.This restroom is not very far from the No. [-] hall, and the faint sound of speeches in the hall can be heard amid the sound of rushing water.

Deng Kaiwen took off his sunglasses, and washed his face under the cold water again and again.The [-]-degree heat outside gradually receded under the cold water. After a while, he raised his head with his eyes closed, and reached out to pull the toilet paper on the counter for people to wipe their faces.

At this moment, suddenly a hand stretched out from behind and grabbed his wrist accurately.At the same time, the breath of a person came up, holding something similar to a silk handkerchief, and gently and steadily wiped off the water droplets on his face.

Deng Kaiwen closed his eyes and tilted his head slightly: "... Regulus?"

The man laughed silently, and finally wiped off the water from Deng Kaiwen's eyes with a handkerchief: "I have been waiting for you in the hall."

Deng Kaiwen opened his eyes and looked at the man without any emotion.

Regulus Cherki's face didn't look like a typical American, but a bit of Greek blood.His brow bone was high, his nose was very straight, and the muscle lines on his cheeks seemed to be cut out by a knife, making him look very deep and ruthless.

In an instant, the face of another person flashed through Deng Kaiwen's mind - Mitchell Landers, who seemed to be always sunny, with healthy wheat-colored skin, and a carefree smile, as if nothing in the world could something that makes him angry.

"I want to avoid reporters." Deng Kaiwen explained why he was late.

"I thought you were trying to avoid me on purpose," Regulus laughed.

"..."

"By the way, I saw you on TV the other day, and that little blonde girl who confessed to you. To be honest, that girl is pretty. Did you promise her later?"

Kevin Deng shook his head.

"I think so too." Regulus said with a smile, "Because she is not suitable for you!"

Deng Kaiwen closed his eyes for a moment, "... When will your charity speech start? If you don't go there, it will be too late."

"—Oh, it seems to be."

"Then goodbye." Deng Kaiwen immediately turned around and strode towards the bathroom door.

At this moment Regulus stopped him, his voice full of amusement: "Hey! Kevin!"

"..."

"I heard Epro sent you a bouquet of roses?"

Deng Kaiwen was silent for a moment, turned his back to Regulus, and nodded slowly: "Yes, three months ago."

"I got the latest news from the FBI in New York. Epro is still reclusive, but he is still in power. If you have any trouble, you can call me. Any trouble." Regulus emphasized his tone, "— Just like you were back then."

"Thank you." Deng Kaiwen said briefly, and pulled the wooden door handle of the bathroom.

When he was about to pull the door open, suddenly a gust of wind flashed behind him, hitting the back of his head straight.Deng Kaiwen quickly took a step away, reaching out to catch Regulus' fist, the huge impact made his palm suddenly numb.

"what are you doing!"

With a loud bang, Regulus pushed Deng Kaiwen against the thick door panel, and the breaths of the two intertwined instantly, and the distance between them could not even fit a piece of white paper.The two of them stared at each other, their reflections clearly reflected in the pure black and gray-blue eyes.

"You leave in such a hurry, it will make me feel like you are deliberately avoiding me." Regulus said slowly, "You really shouldn't be like this, after all, I am the person who knows your details best in this world."

"...I didn't." Deng Kaiwen said, looking straight into his eyes.

"So I misunderstood?"

"you misunderstood."

Regulus laughed, and stroked Deng Kaiwen's lips, his movements were very gentle, even polite: "Then... can I kiss you?"

Deng Kaiwen tilted his head, avoiding Regulus' lover's touch slightly, "It's best not to."

Regulus smiled almost silently, lowered his head and kissed the corner of Deng Kaiwen's mouth.The kiss was very short, and it didn't seem like there was any overly intimacy, but the man's strong breath with a slight smell of tobacco completely entangled Deng Kaiwen's breath in an instant.

"Before you walk away in anger, I have a gossip to tell you." Regulus leaned close to Deng Kaiwen's ear, with a faint smile in his voice: "It is said that the famous killer of the local gang in Los Angeles, Wolf Ya recently took on a mission to assassinate a young high-ranking officer in the Los Angeles Police Department. The target is uncertain. There are only a handful of young people in the Los Angeles Police Department. During this time, you'd better be careful when you come in and out——Takecare.”

Deng Kaiwen pushed Regulus away, straightening his collar with a cold expression: "Thank you, I will."

Regulus looked at him and laughed.

Deng Kaiwen slammed the door open, and strode out of the bathroom.It happened that Mitchell was walking through the corridor with his coffee in his hand. He was startled by the loud noise of the sliding door, and the boiling hot coffee suddenly spilled out: "Ouch!——Kevin! Why are you here?"

"Why the hell are you here again?"

Poor Mitchell was terribly frightened: "Kevin, you you you you scold me? I just happened to come out to buy a drink..."

"After I go back, I will go to psychological counseling for at least fifteen hours!" Deng Kaiwen interrupted him sharply before he finished speaking: "This is an order!"

Mitchell quickly covered his fragile heart: "Why? I don't have any mental illness, I..."

"——Stealing, peeping, addiction." Deng Kaiwen forced out the word word by word from between his teeth, and strode away without looking back.