Armed SWAT

Poor Mitchell is clearly not voyeuristic.

"I don't have that bad habit of peeking into the women's locker room with a telescope!" When she went to work on Monday, Mitchell lay on the big recliner in the psychological consultation room of the Police Department, complaining aggrievedly to the psychiatrist, "I really don't, we Captain, he's avenging himself!"

The psychiatrist, a brown-haired white woman who has served SWAT for 30 years, sat down beside him gently holding the splint and said, "I know you don't, dear. Actually this is a process, and anyone in the SWAT team first The policemen who shot and killed people for the first time will be sent here, because in the procedure, they are considered to have been affected by certain psychological influences. Your captain is just acting impartially."

She changed to a more comfortable sitting position, and asked with a smile, "I heard that you used a submachine gun to beat a gangster into a hornet's nest during the incident in the student apartment last week?"

Mitchell nodded.

"Don't you feel anything? Any, negative, negativity, bad feelings? Do you?"

Mitchell shook his head.

The female doctor put down the splint in surprise, looked up and down Mitchell: "Your mental quality is very good."

"Haha, really? I think so too!" Mitchell scratched his hair and laughed cheerfully: "Because I know that if I don't kill the gangster, other hostages will be hurt! This is a very simple reason , I don’t think there’s anything wrong with killing people. It’s the same in nature, where the weak eat the strong and the fittest survive. Isn’t killing happening every day? Compared to those gangsters who hurt others at will, at least I’m on the side of justice when I shoot On one side!"

"...You, didn't you feel any discomfort afterwards?"

Mitchell shook his head naturally: "I am proud of successfully rescuing so many hostages!"

"You are really the most special policeman I have ever seen..." The female doctor picked up the report hesitantly, as if hesitating whether to sign it, "I, I can't just give you a qualified appraisal, your captain asked me to give you at least You do fifteen hours of psychological counseling..."

"Haha, that's because he loves to worry too much. In fact, my mind is very healthy." Mitchell stood up from his seat, and naturally picked up the coat on the back of the chair: "Let's do this! I asked you for a three-hour leave for every psychological counseling session, so you can just treat it as if I have already been here! How about you signing this certificate for me after five weeks?"

His smile was very friendly and full of enthusiasm, and the female doctor couldn't find any trace of psychological damage.If even such people have psychological problems, then there is no one in the whole SWAT who is not mentally ill!

"Okay!" The female doctor finally sighed and shrugged her shoulders: "This will save me trouble, and I will explain to your captain when the time comes..."

After thanking the lady doctor, Mitchell returned to his SWAT office.

The three-month training camp has finally passed. It is said that Deng Kaiwen has indeed dismissed several old players who failed the assessment, but fortunately Mitchell was not among them.

Matthew and the others also entered SWAT as they wished, and were in the same big office as Mitchell.These people basically only go out to work, and they belong to the elite special police fighting on the front line. In fact, there is no administrative work to do in the office. The most they do every day is drink coffee, fight around, and maintain guns.

Only Deng Kaiwen not only has to go out to work, but also to write reports, and there are various politically delicate issues waiting for him to solve.Every time Mitchell saw him in the hallway, he always looked stern, walked in a hurry, and didn't even say hello when he passed by.Sometimes Mitchell wanted to say hello to him, but he walked away as if he didn't hear him.

He is a man who hardly wears other clothes except uniforms and suits. He is a man who works full time 360 ​​days a year, never takes vacations and never entertains.

Mitchell came out of the elevator and suddenly saw many team members gathered in the corridor of their large office on the first floor, shouting something to each other with excited faces.Several buddies struggled to squeeze out from the crowd, and waved to Mitchell vigorously from a long distance: "Hey buddy! Come on! Someone sent our boss an office rose!"

Mitchell walked quickly: "What's wrong?"

"A whole office!" Matthew waved his arms and gestured: "Go and see! Our boss has a suitor!"

Mitchell walked quickly to the door of the office and was instantly stunned.

In front of me is a sea of ​​red roses.

Numerous fresh red roses were packed in huge beautifully wrapped flower baskets, crowding the floor of the office, and even piled up on the wall, with no space for people to plug in.The bright red color is extremely eye-catching and domineering, and every flower is delicate and charming, giving people the illusion of sinking into a sea of ​​flowers in an instant.

"Damn it! Who gave it to me? Which rich girl gave it to me?"

"If any girl treats me like this, I will surrender immediately!"

"Bah! What if a rich fat woman wants to make you a badass?"

"Hahaha Matthew, your mouth is too poisonous..."

The team members were still laughing and shoving, and the police from other floors also came to watch, and the scene was extremely lively.

Mitchell was pushed to the door of the office by the flow of people, and suddenly saw Deng Kaiwen standing behind the door, holding a delicate card in his hand, frowning and gloomy.

Mitchell leaned over his head cautiously, and saw that the card was trimmed with gold and stamped with gold lettering, which looked expensive.In the column of blessings, there is a line of beautiful cursive characters: "IJustDon'tWantToLose."

There is an abbreviated RC in the signature.

——RC?

Regulus Chelsea?

Drowning a man in a sea of ​​roses is obviously not the way for a rich girl to pursue a handsome guy, but if it's Regulus Cherki...

Are you finally on this path?Looking at Deng Kaiwen's handsome and indifferent face, Mitchell couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

At this moment, Deng Kaiwen suddenly tore the card in half and threw it into the trash can neatly.He raised his head, stepped on the roses all over the place, strode to the desk, and dialed the work phone on the desk: "Hello, security department? I'm the SWAT captain's office on the 28th floor. Please come and help me with two people." Move some rubbish... yes, some roses. Thanks!"

He put down the phone and turned to look at the laughing team members.

As a person of mixed race, Deng Kaiwen's eyeballs are black and his face is ruthlessly white. When he stares at you coldly, the oppressive feeling will make you breathless in an instant.

"If you are so free, why not go back to the camp for three months of training."

It was like pressing the pause button in an instant, and there was silence outside the office.

As if they had been fed poison at the same time, all the team members turned pale and quickly slipped away with their tails between their legs.

It wasn't until the shadow of the last team member quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor that Deng Kaiwen took a breath and turned to face the messy floor of the entire office.

The petals that were trampled by people squeezed out bright red juice, which was painted on the floor and white walls, looking quite like a murder scene.The pollen floating all over the house makes goose bumps, and the rich fragrance in the air is more murderous than second-hand smoke.

Frowning, Deng Kaiwen took out a rag and was about to clean up the petals on the desk when suddenly the phone on the desk rang.

"Hey, is this Captain Kevin Den on the 28th floor? We are the criminal department on the [-]th floor. There is a rape case and we want to ask you for information. The victim is the hostage who asked you for a phone number on TV last week."

"……what?"

"We suspect that this case is related to you." The criminal police over there paused, seemingly helpless: "Can you come down?"

(2)

On the fifteenth floor, the police could be seen walking around in a hurry.

Deng Kaiwen is a person who rarely wears a police officer's uniform. The smart suit and shirt look a bit out of place at this level, not like a high-level police officer, but like an elite lawyer who came to bail a suspect.

Several detectives were already waiting at the door, and they greeted him as soon as they saw him. The leader shook hands with him tightly, and introduced himself, "Daniel Brown."

Kevin Deng nodded.

"The victim's name is Sinia Miranda, a student at the University of Southern California. She was raped on the way home from a convenience store last night. The murderer was a person. According to her recollection, there were some very strange things. about you."

"Is there a possibility that I committed the crime?" Deng Kaiwen asked in a business-like manner.

The policeman named Daniel laughed: "Of course it's best if you can accept it and identify it."

When they walked into the office, they saw Xinia sitting on the sofa, and two policewomen were sitting on the side to comfort her.She looked very haggard, her eyes were red from crying, but she was still very delicate and pretty.

Deng Kaiwen walked up to her and stood there.

The policewoman stood up from the sofa tactfully, and Xinia wiped her tears while raising her head, sobbing and looking at Deng Kaiwen.

"Did I do it?" Deng Kaiwen asked flatly.

Xinia seemed to be stunned for a moment, then shook her head vigorously, and said in a crying voice: "That is, it is a Caucasian man, I can recognize his face! It's not you!"

The policemen behind them winked at each other.Although none of them believed that it was necessary for Deng Kaiwen to reject a girl face to face, and then turned around and raped her again; but according to fair procedures, they could not remove Deng Kaiwen from the list of suspects until the victim denied it face to face.

"Isn't your name Mitchell Landers?" Xinia looked at Deng Kaiwen with tears in her eyes.

"..." Deng Kaiwen was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I understand." She lowered her head and wiped away her tears with a tissue while trembling, "Did I cause you a lot of trouble?"

"……No."

Daniel coughed, pulled the bench closer, and handed the girl a cup of hot chocolate as gently as possible: "Okay, Xinia, you just said that the murderer said something strange to you about Officer Kevin, you can repeat it to us one more time?"

Xinia held the cup of hot chocolate with trembling hands, took a long sip, and the warm liquid seemed to give her a lot of courage: "...that person... that person looks very young, 23 years old, with blond hair , speaks with an eastern accent."

The policewoman next to me immediately took notes of all these.

"He first asked me if I was the girl who asked Kaiwen Deng for her number on TV that day. At that time, I didn't know your name. I thought you were Mitchell." Xinia looked up at Kaiwen Deng sadly, " So I asked him who Deng Kaiwen was, and he told me in a very mocking tone that it was the captain of the special police, and he also satirized me as a stupid girl. I was very angry at the time. Then he asked me if I was your girlfriend. "

Xinia trembled all over, as if she had struggled for a long time before she forced herself to cry: "I said... I said I was."

Deng Kaiwen slightly closed his eyes.

"Later...then he pinned me in an alley not far from the convenience store. His strength was too great...he asked me over and over again..."

"Ask you what?" the policewoman asked softly.

"Ask him who is better than Deng Kaiwen, and there are many such insulting words." Xinia cried bitterly, and grabbed Deng Kaiwen's hand convulsively: "Then he started to scold you over and over again, calling you a bastard, scolding you You are only worthy of..."

"I probably know what it is." Deng Kaiwen interrupted her suddenly.

"He also said, he also said..." Sinia cried bitterly, her voice broken because of fear: "He said, one day he will kill you..."

There was silence in the police station.

After the policewoman finished taking notes, Xinia was arranged to go to the police hospital for an HIV test.Her mood was too unstable, so Deng Kaiwen decided to go with her.

"Hey Kevin, wait!" Daniel stopped Deng Kaiwen when he was about to go out, and said in a low voice, "You have to come back later, we suspect that the murderer of this case is your enemy. Do you have any major suspects in your heart?" ?"

Deng Kaiwen was silent for a moment, then patted Daniel on the shoulder: "We'll talk again when we get back."

Daniel nodded, watching the two of them walk towards the elevator.Xinia was still sobbing, Deng Kaiwen hesitated for a long time, and finally put his hand on her slender shoulder, and she leaned over almost immediately.

Deng Kaiwen's back looked tense, but he did not refuse after all.

The hospital was some distance away from the police station, and Deng Kaiwen obviously couldn't let this emotionally hurt girl take a taxi by herself.

Because it was working hours, the parking lot was very quiet.Deng Kaiwen opened the car door and looked back at Xinia.

She has stopped crying, and her expression is a little numb and in a trance, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

"Does that person have any tattoos on his arm?" Kaiwen Deng suddenly asked seemingly casually.

Xinia was taken aback: "I... didn't see clearly. It was very dark at the time..."

"Let's recall, above his two arms, there is a dragon on one side, and Xuanwu on the other. The tattoo is blue and red, very big."

"...Maybe!" Xinia shook her head in confusion: "Do you know that person?"

Deng Kaiwen was silent for a moment: "—that man has hunted and killed me for many years."

"But why...why did he treat me..."

"He hates everything about me." Deng Kaiwen sighed: "He very, very... hates me."

Xinia raised her head and looked at him helplessly: "Is it possible for me to be infected with HIV?"

Deng Kaiwen shook his head: "No."

The two of them looked at each other, and the wind whizzed through the underground parking lot, making a whistling sound.

After a while, Deng Kaiwen sighed and asked in a low voice, "Do you hate me?"

Xinia hesitated for a long time, and finally shook her head weakly: "I still like you very much! Sorry, sorry...I really like you very much!"

She finally couldn't help crying bitterly, tears rolling down, looking very embarrassed.Deng Kaiwen stood there motionless for a long time before slowly raising his hand to stroke her hair as smooth as golden satin.

"It's okay, it's okay... No one will hurt you anymore..."

Not far from the gate of the police station, Mitchell was rushing out to buy food during his lunch break.He had just passed the garage door when he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

In front of a black Jaguar not far away, Deng Kaiwen hugged a girl with long blond hair. The girl clutched his suit jacket tightly, buried her face deeply in his chest, and her shoulders trembled slightly from crying.

It looked like a young couple who had just quarreled and reconciled.

A golden boy and a jade girl, a pair of lovers—I don’t know why this sentence suddenly popped up in Mitchell’s mind.

He stood on the steps, clutching the iron railing tightly with one hand, and stared at them for a long, long time.

The author has something to say: R·C is the abbreviation of Regulus Cherki; in addition, the rape case has nothing to do with the gang boss Epor, let alone him.