Armed SWAT

The trial of the bearded man began the next day, but it went very poorly.

As a drug dealer, the clues of the bearded man are very important to the police.There are heinous drug smugglers on the top and retail sellers of loose white powder on the bottom. No matter where you start to check, you can pull out a bunch of radishes.

But the bearded man kept his mouth shut and said nothing, pretending to be dead all day long.

Everyone knew this process tacitly: according to American law, a person with a high status in the Los Angeles gang like Big Beard would not have to stay in prison until he died, even if he was sentenced to life.His relatives will help him operate up and down, and change it to 20 years without a deadline, then change it to 15 years, ten years, and finally one day he can still come out, and then he is forced to return to his old job due to life.

But if he once revealed the secrets of his family-the real criminal drug smugglers, then he really has only one dead end.Even if he is in jail, the gang leaders can bribe the killer to enter the cell and kill him.

A few days before the court, the bearded lawyer applied to come in to see him. I don't know what the two said. After the lawyer left, the bearded man's attitude suddenly changed and he asked to see the police.

"You won," said the bearded man in the interrogation room while lighting his cigarette while trembling. "I heard that you captured old Jameson?"

The two interrogation experts looked at each other, "Yes, he fell."

"Even the old Jameson has been killed, how many drugs have I sold for him?" The bearded man coughed vaguely, and laughed ironically: "Yes, you have won, and now no one dares to come forward to protect me gone."

There was silence in the room. The bearded man greedily smoked the cigarette, and finally said, "I want to see the policeman who arrested me."

"The anti-drug team is on annual leave, sorry they can't come to see you."

"I'm not talking about them, it's that SWAT! That SWAT!"

The interrogation expert sat up straight involuntarily: "What do you want to see him for?"

"Don't worry about it! I want to see him!" The bearded man roared excitedly: "That Kevin, I don't know what his last name is now, but I recognize his face! It's definitely him! As long as you let me see him, I will Let me tell you all about old Jameson's problems—that old guy doesn't just sell drugs in Los Angeles, I know several people who work for him, and I'll tell you all of them!"

The faces of the police officers present all changed. After a few seconds, an officer stood up and whispered to his colleagues, "I'm going to make a call to Kevin."

He walked out of the interrogation room and closed the door behind him.After several minutes or longer, the door was opened again, and the bearded man immediately looked up to the door.

The police officer walked into the room, followed by Deng Kaiwen, with no expression on his face.

He wears a suit and shirt in the office, and today wears a pair of anti-computer radiation glasses. He looks more like a bearded gangster lawyer than the police who arrested him.

"What do you need from me?" Deng Kaiwen asked bluntly.

The bearded man sneered, and the sneer soon became bigger and bigger, and gradually he laughed hysterically: "Hahahahahahahahahahahaha...how did you become a policeman? Betraying Epro really brought you a fortune The reward, isn't that the case?"

There was a brief silence in the interrogation room.

"From a gangster to a policeman, who else has done it more successfully than you?" The bearded man barely stopped laughing, and looked up and down Deng Kaiwen sarcastically: "Tsk tsk, I'm really surprised, why didn't Epro kill him later?" Did you? Is it true that you are fucking out of your feelings?"

Deng Kaiwen was expressionless.

Several policemen and interrogation experts looked at each other in blank silence.

"I was originally an undercover agent of the FBI." Deng Kaiwen finally said flatly, "In the case of Epro, there was no such thing as betrayal in me."

This is the first time he has mentioned in public what he did before coming to Los Angeles.

Before that, none of my colleagues knew which system Deng Kaiwen worked in before.

"I don't believe it. I've never seen an undercover agent like you." The bearded man said slyly, "No matter how wild the FBI's people are, they wouldn't recruit teenagers to be their undercover agents."

"That's the truth, you can choose not to believe it." Deng Kaiwen looked at his watch, and nodded to the policeman who called him: "I still have a meeting upstairs, let's go first."

As soon as he turned around, the bearded man screamed: "Wait! Wait! I have something to say to you alone!"

Deng Kaiwen stopped, but didn't look back.

"I know something! You must be interested! Do you know who the guy who raped your girlfriend? I know! Someone in the New York gang wants to kill you, you know? I know all this! But I want Alone with you! Alone!"

"Kevin!" The interrogation expert reminded in a low voice.

"... Alone?" Deng Kaiwen turned around and stared at the bearded man coldly.

"I also know about old Jameson! And his drug sales channels! Don't you want to know? But I'll just tell you alone!" The bearded man was sweating, and he repeatedly emphasized the word: "--alone!"

Several policemen looked at each other, and finally they reached a consensus with their eyes and looked at Deng Kaiwen unanimously.

Deng Kaiwen nodded very slightly.

The policemen stood up one after another and filed out through the small door of the interrogation room.The last one to go out was the interrogation expert. He pointed to his watch with a worried look on his face.

But Deng Kaiwen didn't look at him.

Those people had to close the door nervously.

"What do you want to say to me alone?" When there were only the two of them left in the interrogation room, Deng Kaiwen finally stepped forward and stopped in front of the bearded man: "Take every effort to humiliate me in front of people, It’s just for me to call those people out, so why don’t you tell me alone?”

"You guessed it, Officer Kevin—let's call you that." The bearded man snorted and said, "You are as smart as you were on the 'Neptune' eight years ago. Anyone who has dealt with you, will be impressed with you."

"Congratulations. What the hell are you trying to say?"

"...I would like to ask you to inform Epro and ask him if he would like to protect me." The bearded man was silent for a moment, and his voice lowered: "Epro is high above, and he has lived in seclusion for so many years. He may not remember me as an unknown person like me. But I have been in New York for so many years, if I fall down, I will definitely bring a large number of people in New York - he certainly doesn't want to see the chaos of the New York underworld, does he? It doesn't take him much effort to protect me !"

Deng Kaiwen stared at him with almost sarcastic eyes: "Epro will listen to me? Have you taken the wrong medicine?"

"He will listen to you!" The bearded man roared: "At least you are the only one who survived! There have been so many people who betrayed GA, and you are the only one who survived!"

"That's because I escaped quickly." Deng Kaiwen said coldly.

"That's because Epro doesn't allow anyone to settle accounts with you! Your head is worth the most in New York on the bounty killer list! It was Epro who bought you off that list!"

The bearded man waved his hands excitedly, and the handcuffs made a harsh knocking sound in the air: "Only you can, I know only you can, as long as you open your mouth, he will definitely protect me!... I won't say anything, as long as you don't let me I'm in jail, and I won't say anything about those gang leaders in New York!"

Deng Kaiwen looked at him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes were full of sarcasm: "Well, even if Epro might protect you...but why should I help you? Don't forget that I am a policeman, I have always been."

The bearded man suddenly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot: "Don't you want to know who raped your girlfriend?"

"I know."

"You—what?" The bearded man was stunned, "You know?"

"It's Stanley."

Deng Kaiwen stared at the astonished face of the bearded man, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you still want to say that Stanley has rushed from New York to Los Angeles, and even bought the killer Spike to kill me?"

"--you……"

"Your information is too outdated, and you have no bargaining chip with me at all." Deng Kaiwen spread his hands indifferently and politely: "As for the drug channel of old Jameson... that is something that the anti-drug team has to worry about, please tell me It doesn't matter."

He turned and walked towards the door, when the bearded man suddenly yelled frantically: "I still have it! I still have chips! —— Do you know where Stanley is hiding? I know the clue!"

Deng Kaiwen turned around.

"This Sunday at the nightclub where you caught me, Stanley made an appointment with a drug dealer in Los Angeles to discuss business. He wanted to expand the drug smuggling channel to New York, and wanted GA to share the huge profits of drug smuggling in the West. That person has something to do with him. John’s drug dealer also worked for the old Jameson before—now that the old Jameson is caught by the police, he wants to join GA. Stanley extended an olive branch to him.”

The bearded man stared at Deng Kaiwen with red eyes: "I'll tell you everything, don't let me go to jail! Please, as long as you are willing to notify Epro..."

Deng Kaiwen was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly asked, "What time is this Sunday?"

"Eleven o'clock at night. Also, don't tell anyone that I betrayed Stanley. If Epro knew that I betrayed his son, he would kill me...he would!"

"I try my best."

The bearded man asked hoarsely, "Will you catch Stanley? You won't let him go this time, will you?"

Deng Kaiwen took a breath and said flatly, "Maybe!"

The closed door of the interrogation room was opened, and then Deng Kaiwen walked out expressionlessly.

In front of the one-way glass in the listening room, the interrogation expert and those colleagues raised their heads and confirmed to him again: "Sunday at eleven o'clock?"

Deng Kaiwen nodded, "Stanley is trying to absorb old Jameson's drug sales channels. He is Epro's only son, GA's future heir, and is stronger than old Jameson. If he succeeds, a new line of drug sales Smuggling routes will run through the east and west of the United States, and GA's influence will radiate from New York to Los Angeles."

Every policeman's face became heavy.

"Kevin, then you promised the bearded man..." the interrogation expert asked tentatively.

"How is it possible?" Deng Kaiwen sneered: "I am the person Epro hates the most in this world!"

He didn't seem to take this terrible fact to heart at all, waved to his colleagues without looking back, and strode out of the room.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared at the end of the corridor that the interrogation expert looked back and shrugged at the police.

"I don't think he will. Anyone can do it, only Deng Kaiwen can't. Back then I heard that a young FBI was undercover in GA, the biggest gang in New York. When he finally turned his back on the water, he cooperated with the police inside and outside and almost killed GA. That's right, even Epro was almost killed. This incident is very involved, the New York underworld was completely cleaned up, and many serious criminals were arrested that year-I didn't know that undercover was Kevin Deng at the time. Epro must hate Get through him."

The policeman who called Deng Kaiwen earlier shrugged and jokingly said, "No wonder! I've always wondered why he was so successful at such a young age, so that's how it is!"

"If you have the guts, go undercover too."

"Fuck, I'm not going!"

"You're not stupid at all, hahaha..."

Several colleagues joked and laughed.

(2)

It was almost noon at this time.

For SWAT, today is actually a very busy day, because all the field missions in the previous stage had to write reports, and there were several meetings in the morning, and the SWAT police were dizzy after listening to the leader's speech.

Deng Kaiwen returned to the office, closed the door tightly, and fell heavily on the sofa.

The past in New York is like a bloody wound that has only healed over the years.However, the bearded man's words were like a sharp dagger, easily cutting open the fragile scar.

Eight years ago, Neptune.

As soon as he thought of this word, his temples throbbed and ached.He walked out of the darkness so desperately, trying to forget everything in New York, but those memories have left a mark on him, and the darkness has deeply settled in his bones, which cannot be washed away no matter what.

There is a saying in the police circle that once a person is blackened, he will remain black for the rest of his life.

Evil is more contagious than good and righteous. Greed, selfishness, blood and violence are addictive.

Deng Kaiwen leaned his head against the back of the sofa, dizzy in front of his eyes, and the pain in the back of his mind seemed to be pulled back and forth by a saw.He reluctantly stood up and took out two pieces of Valium, and swallowed the water in one gulp, then lay back on the sofa.

Maybe he slept too late last night, he thought with his eyes closed.

Maybe it's because I've been too busy and tired for a while, and the weather is getting worse again, damp and cold, and rainy.

He lay there drowsily, recalling that night on the Neptune, it seemed that there was also a frightening torrential rain, and the raindrops hit the deck like bullets, making a deafening bang.At that time, he was still young and fearless, bloody, courageous and fat. He hid on the deck in such a windy night, and was hit by the storm all night with his whole body exposed.

Thinking about it now, as long as there was a slightly bigger wave back then, he would have been swept to the bottom of the sea.

However, at that time, all he could do was to endure, to grit his teeth and endure, because he knew that once he was exposed, he would definitely die.Either by Stanley, or by Epro, or by someone else in GA.

Those people are vicious and vicious people who have been in the underworld for several lifetimes, especially on the Neptune, where they killed people and threw them into the sea casually, and they couldn't even find their bodies.If he wanted to survive, he had to keep running, running.

In a trance, he seemed to return to that nightmarish moment. For many years, he almost thought he had forgotten the scene at that moment: the sky was dimly lit, the sky above the sea after the heavy rain had a kind of damp gray gray, and the sky faintly leaked from the clouds Epro stood not far away, holding a Beretta pistol, and shouted at him sharply: "Stop! I see you!"

At that time, he was scared out of his wits and ran out desperately.But he was already too weak, drenched in the rain all night, had a high fever, fell down on the deck after only running a few steps, and finally could only watch Epro walk up step by step.

He was really running hard and tried to get up several times, but he only struggled for two steps before falling to the ground again.

Later, he thought that he must have looked very embarrassed at that moment. Epuro walked up to him steadily, looked down at him, suddenly threw away the pistol, and slapped him hard with a wave!

"You lost." He said coldly.

That slap almost knocked Deng Kaiwen unconscious, his eyes went black, his ears were buzzing, as if something warm was slowly flowing out of his ears, it took him a long time to realize that it was actually blood.

"Why wasn't Stanley shot?"

"..."

"Why did you escape while he was still alive?"

"..."

"I should thank you, Kevin." Epro squeezed his chin tightly, picked him up from the ground, and stared into his frightened eyes at close range: "—I should thank you for giving me this reason, I now It’s finally okay, I won’t treat you as an heir anymore.”

Speaking of the last sentence, it has brought out a slightly scary intimacy.

That was the beginning of Deng Kaiwen's later nightmare.

He thought about it many times later, if he had killed Stanley at that time, would the ending have been different.

He would be Stanley, one of the GA's powerful men, a man who lived his life in darkness and shadow.Maybe the person who negotiated a drug deal in a nightclub in Los Angeles this Sunday will become him, and those colleagues who now wear police badges will become enemies who arrest him with pistols.

Good and evil never meet, just like light and shadow.

After lunch, Mitchell came over to deliver a report to Kaiwen Deng. Seeing that he was not at work, but lying on the sofa in the office with his clothes on, he was shocked.

He walked over and saw that although Deng Kaiwen was taking a nap, his brows were tightly furrowed, his face was quite ugly, as if he was having a nightmare.The temperature of the air conditioner in the office was quite low, his face flushed abnormally, and his forehead was quite hot.

Mitchell pushed him and whispered, "Kevin! Wake up! You're sick!"

Deng Kaiwen trembled violently, and opened his eyes in a daze.

"Kevin! Get up and go to the doctor!"

Deng Kaiwen stared at Mitchell motionlessly, but his consciousness was not very clear. After a while, he asked in a low voice: "... Epro?"

Mitchell patted him hard: "It's me! You have a fever. Who turned the temperature of the air conditioner so low?"

He took off his coat to cover Deng Kaiwen, but before he touched him, his face changed, and he was extremely frightened: "Don't touch me!"

Mitchell was taken aback: "What's wrong with you?"

"Get out!" Deng Kaiwen pushed him away, turned over and sat up: "Get out of here!"

Mitchell was caught off guard and staggered by his push: "Hey, it's me! Mitchell! What did you do? What happened?"

"..." Deng Kaiwen sat on the sofa blankly for a long time, staring at Mitchell motionless, as if he was vaguely identifying who he was.After a while, he suddenly shivered: "Who, who turned the air conditioner so low?"

"Damn it, you finally woke up. Look at your burning." Mitchell habitually scratched his hair and put the document on the desk: "This is the mission report from the last field trip. It will be assigned in the afternoon. The director still has a meeting, but I suggest you take sick leave to see a doctor."

"...I'm fine."

"You have a nightmare? What did you dream about?"

"No." Deng Kaiwen stood up, "Nothing."

Mitchell looked him up and down hesitantly: "——Really don't need me to ask for leave for you?"

The sincere concern in his tone finally made Deng Kaiwen unbearable: "Mr. Mitchell Landers, can you help me close the door from the outside? Thank you!"

Mr. Mitchell Landers imagined what it would be like to close the door from the outside, and then ran out of the office in dingy steps.Immediately afterwards, there was a loud door slamming sound from behind, almost pinching his heels hard.

"Damn, it's so fierce!" Mitchell muttered dissatisfiedly, "And didn't you tell me to close the door, hey!..."