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Today is also not a happy day for Police Officer Motta.
Originally, he had already asked for leave from his boss and planned to spend a complete wedding anniversary with his wife. The two of them have been married for almost ten years, but because of Mota's work, they have not spent any wedding anniversaries together.
This time, his boss also knew about his hard work and specifically granted him a holiday. However, before Mota, who was in high spirits, could tell his wife the news, the director kicked open the door of his boss, the captain.
The fat-headed police chief Hank just said one word and then turned around and left. And with this sentence, Motta, who was in high spirits, suddenly fell into the bottom of his mood:
"All personnel who are on leave must return to the team! From today on, all leave notes will not be approved! Let everyone be ready!"
After sending away the pig-like Police Chief Hank, the bear-like captain patted Motta on the shoulder, and then said nothing.
Under his gaze, Mota still called his wife:
"Hey, dear, I'm sorry, I have a temporary task, so I can't do it this time"
Before he finished speaking, his considerate wife interrupted him directly and told him to be careful. Thinking of his wife's considerateness, thinking of the perfect wedding anniversary that he should have spent with her, and then thinking of the hateful terrorist who prevented him from going home and had to check here, Mota couldn't get angry. Come somewhere!
It¡¯s just that you¡¯re angry, but you still have to do your job well. However, what made Mota a little confused was the guy in black clothes with a serious face and sunglasses who was responsible for the inspection work with him.
¡°I don¡¯t know what the identity of these people is. They have been active in the police station a few days ago, constantly asking the director for people. And when the usually arrogant director saw the flattery of these people, Mota felt that he wanted to dedicate his butt to them.
Who are these people? Motta, the old policeman, could tell that the other party had extraordinary skills from some of his little moves.
"Could he be from the FBI? Looking at the attire, didn't the director get drunk and brag at the previous annual meeting that he also knew senior officials from the FBI? Even if he is from the FBI, he wouldn't let the director do this, right?!"
No matter what Motta thought, he could not guess the identity of the other party. But those registered passengers did not know that the middle-aged police officer who checked their documents was actually in a state of mind.
Gradually, the number of people became less and less, and Mota noticed that as the number of people decreased, the expression of the cold guy in black clothes beside him also showed a bit of anxiety.
"It turns out this guy is not an iceberg. I thought these guys were all Terminators developed in the laboratory!" the middle-aged police officer thought maliciously, and then he nodded to the yellow couple in front of him who were traveling to the East. , indicating to them that there is no problem and they can board the plane.
Although yellow people are very rare in this city. After all, those yellow people come to the United States to make a fortune rather than to exercise their cold tolerance. However, Mota also judged from the other party's expression and tone of voice. The other party was probably from one of the three Northeast Asian countries, but he didn't know which country he was from.
The young husband smiled at him, and then the beautiful woman in strange but very well-fitting clothes also smiled at him. He was just about to give up his position and let the other person pass, but he didn't expect that at this moment, the man in the black suit who had been silent and looking at his work suddenly stood up and stopped these two people.
"You two, stop. I remember that you have a companion. Where are his people?"
The tone of this question can be considered quite impolite. Motta looked at him and frowned slightly. Judging from the arrogance of this guy's words, he didn't look like someone from the government department.
"Sir, my companion came to see us off. Now that we are about to board the plane, he has already gone back. What, is there any problem?"
The young oriental man said very gently, and listening to his proficient English and gentle tone, Mota couldn't help but think of the country that his wife had said many times that he must visit after retirement.
"The problem is big! That guy is a suspect in a terrorist crime! Now, I suspect that you are a group. You two, come with me!"
The man in the black suit said directly to the two young Orientals. And hearing thisAfter all, the two young Easterners had no reaction, but Mr. Motta was angry.
I have been a police officer for so many years and have seen all kinds of violent police officers. I have never thought that there is such a thing. There is no evidence. I just took a look and slapped the other party with a big label. This kind of discrimination can still be done. Could it be more obvious?
"Hey, man. I've checked the IDs of these two people, and there's nothing wrong with them. And, since that person is a suspect in a terrorist crime, listen to you, when you saw these three people before, why did you Don¡¯t you just catch him?! Let them go, the plane is about to take off.¡±
As Mota said this, he looked at the two young Easterners. After finding that the two young people showed grateful expressions towards him, he couldn't help but straighten his chest.
In his opinion, these two Orientals may have come here for vacation. They obviously have little experience in American society, so they were speechless for a moment. However, as a police officer in this city, Motta naturally cannot sit back and watch the tourists who come here being bullied.
No matter what his skin color is, when he comes here, he is a guest and should be treated with courtesy and respect.
Hearing this, the man in the black suit was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at Motta:
"Are you questioning my decision?"
"Fuck! Is this guy even going online? Damn it, it's obvious that he saw that the other party was an Oriental, and deliberately caused trouble for him. He gave him face and didn't say it directly. He still doesn't know what's going on?" ( Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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