Armed SWAT

There were no lights on in the spacious office, and the light was dim.The large desk of the finest Indian rosewood casts an obscure shadow, and the room is silent.

A man with gray temples and a very firm face was sitting behind a desk, quietly staring at a photo on the desktop.

For a while, he sat there motionless, his body stretched like a bow, which made people feel a kind of silent and compelling coercion.This silence lasted for several minutes before he raised his head and said in a low voice, "He looks very much like an old friend I knew before."

He gently pushed the photo forward, and one of his subordinates bowed his head and stepped forward to take it.

"He killed Mr. Abel Hebrew, and Epro, the boss of Eastern GA, killed John Hebrew for him. This happened only recently, and the board of directors is already very angry." The subordinate paused and said in a low voice : "There are also big differences in the board of directors on whether to get rid of this person. They are very concerned about your opinion, Mr. Adams..."

Adams Heber looked at the photo, his gray eyes were cold and flat, and he couldn't tell what was going on in his heart.

It showed a young man in a black jacket and jeans, very handsome, Asian, coming down the front steps of the LAPD.The wind blows his black hair, the expression on his face is careless, and there seems to be a slight smile, which looks very attractive.

That person was Deng Kaiwen, the captain of the SWAT team of the Los Angeles Police Department, and a famous figure in the Eastern underworld.

Through his face, Adams could vaguely see another person, an old man who had been dead for many years and whose memory was deep in his memory.

Adams is over fifty years old. Although he is in good shape and well-maintained, he looks much stronger than his actual age, but he knows that he is very old and even on the verge of death.

There are many things hidden in his heart, which are deeply rooted in his memory and soul. He originally thought that he would always be carried into the coffin, but who knew that 15 years had passed quietly, and he could still see that familiar face again.

What a sad joke.

"...I will contact the board of directors." Adams Hebrew stood up and made a gesture to stop the conversation: "I will notify you in a week about whether to take action against this person."

The savvy subordinate bowed, "Then we will respectfully await your order..."

In the large conference hall on the top floor of the Los Angeles Police Department, there is an atmosphere of tension that is on the verge of breaking out.

"Please look at the screen in front of you. On the screen is the famous 'Neptune' gambling wheel in the Eastern underworld. It is also an important transit point for arms smuggling in the Eastern region. GA holds banquets on this gambling wheel every year to entertain Several giants in politics, business, and even the underworld."

The branch chief adjusted the slideshow, and the PC terminal in front of each seat displayed a picture of a luxury cruise ship with red paint on a white background.

"Officer Den is familiar with this gambling wheel, isn't he?" the deputy chief interjected, with a smile in his voice, "Any case involving GA, Officer Den is the best person to solve the problem. ah."

Many eyes fell on the first position on the lower right of the first seat on the conference table. Deng Kaiwen sat there, staring at the screen with a cold and expressionless face.

"Warrick! Our focus today is not on this!" The branch chief stopped in a low voice.

"I didn't mean to shift the focus, buddy, I just sighed." Deputy Chief Warrick shrugged smoothly: "I just think it's much more convenient for us to have Officer Den here in our police station to take action about GA, You don’t even need to look for candidates, haha…”

His self-humorous laugh quickly caught in his throat and sounded like the cluck of a hen laying an egg.

"You... What do you see me doing?" He suppressed his laughter awkwardly, "Did I say something wrong?"

Deng Kaiwen stared at him coldly, the pale light of the computer screen reflected on his side face, cold and inorganic, full of menace like a blade.

The whispers in the meeting room stopped at some point, everyone held their breath, the atmosphere was so stiff that a pin dropped to the floor could be clearly heard.

"—No, it's nothing." Deng Kaiwen smiled, looked away, and looked at the big screen calmly: "Gentlemen, please continue."

"..." There was silence in the meeting room, and it took a long time for it to slowly return to normal.

Deputy Director Warrick's face turned blue and then pale, and he snorted heavily after a while.

"I heard you had a quarrel with someone during today's meeting?" Mitchell carried a sandwich during lunch, and wandered into the boss's office again, as freely as he went back to his own home.

Deng Kaiwen sat in front of the computer without looking up: "Who did you listen to?"

"Everyone is spreading rumors that the chief got angry with the deputy chief during the morning meeting..."

"Bullshit."

"What the hell is going on? Matthew and the boys said that they saw Deputy Director Warwick this morning. The old man's face was completely black, as if he had eaten a catty of flies!"

"What does it matter to me that he eats flies?" Deng Kaiwen calmly opened the folder, then suddenly closed it after a few seconds, raised his head and said, "Mitchell..."

Mitchell wagged his tail immediately: "What's the matter, dear?"

"Can you not eat sandwiches in my office? Especially—" Deng Kaiwen sniffled disgustedly, "Tuna fish flavor."

"..."

After 20 seconds, Mitchell walked back to the office, his mouth was stuffed into a duck egg shape, and his saliva was splashing when he spoke: "Honey, you and the sandwich are the driving force for me to live! I love you!"

"Thank you, although I don't feel honored at all."

"Now can you tell me what happened this morning? To be honest, I haven't liked that deputy director for a long time. Honey, do you know that in the 20 seconds I was eating the sandwich, the rumors had spread to the deputy director. I wooed you but was rejected, if you don't come forward to refute the rumors, that old man should be pregnant with your seed when I get off work at night..."

"All go to special training for three months!"

"Darling, don't be like this. A policeman with nothing to do is lonelier than a boudoir." Mitchell sat next to Deng Kaiwen beaming with joy, "Now you can tell me why the high-level police suddenly called an emergency meeting in the morning. right?"

"..." Deng Kaiwen sighed and said, "For the 'Neptune'."

"—Neptune?"

"The GA issued an invitation letter and invited several mafia tycoons in the east to hold an annual meeting on the Neptune. It is said that some political dignitaries and rich people have also received invitations. There is also a rumor beyond the rumors that there are also people from the Hebrew family who will Go, [-]% chance it's Adams Hebrew."

Mitchell didn't know what to think of, and his face suddenly changed: "You—you don't want to take this opportunity..."

Deng Kaiwen said nothing.

"Don't be kidding, don't be fooled so easily! I don't know if this news is true or not!" Mitchell suddenly got up and walked around the office twice: "Maybe Epro deliberately released this fake news for the purpose of It is also possible that the one who lured you to the Hebrew family was not Adams but someone else..."

"Mitchell," Deng Kaiwen said indifferently, "every time the GA holds an annual meeting, it is Adams? Hebrew who goes there, and there has never been anyone else."

Mitchell stopped abruptly: "So you really want to go to the Neptune?"

Deng Kaiwen stared at him with terribly quiet eyes, as if a deep lake isolated all emotions.

After a while he suddenly laughed, and waved his hands casually while laughing: "Are you kidding, how could I go to such a dangerous place...Didn't I promise you? If I want revenge, I will definitely be with you, right?"

Mitchell stared at him closely, not turning over every slight change in his expression.After a long while, he forced a cough and said, "Just remember, I'm just afraid that you will go to the Neptune alone, in case something happens..."

"How could it be?" Deng Kaiwen smiled and said lightly.

It wasn't until much later that he remembered that he didn't ask Mitchell why he was so anxious to prevent himself from going to the Neptune, why he didn't say—"I'll go with you."

Obviously it is very simple, since going alone is not safe, of course two people going together is a good way to solve the problem.Besides, it is not easy to attract Adams Hebrew. The Neptune is the only opportunity, which can be called a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

If I had asked at that time, then maybe the development of things would have been different from then on.

But when Deng Kaiwen remembered this, the irreversible karma had come to an end, and it was too late.

The date of Neptune's annual meeting is getting closer and closer, and the anti-mafia police officers in the east and west are getting more and more tense.

In contrast, the work of SWAT has not changed much. When I am free, I read newspapers and drink tea. When I am busy, I work 24 hours a day. Solve the infighting gun battle caused by the uneven distribution of spoils.

Mitchell once again successfully re-elected the honorable title of "SWAT's Most Dedicated Model Policeman". He followed Kevin Deng on missions all day long. He was the first to charge and the last to retreat. Le, just missed going to the bathroom with Deng Kaiwen.

When he got off work that day, Kevin Deng was about to meet Mitchell in the parking lot when his cell phone rang, and it was Regulus' number.

He hesitated for a while, retreated into the office, closed the door casually, and then answered the phone: "Hello?"

"It's me, Kevin." Regulus' voice sounded a little anxious, which was very inconsistent with his usual image of a perfect politician. "Are you free now? I have something urgent to see you."

"—emergency?"

Regulus quickly said the address of the restaurant, "I'll wait for you here, and if you don't come tonight, I'll wait forever. Listen, this is very important, you'd better come quickly!"

Deng Kaiwen was silent for a moment. Through the shutters of the office, Mitchell could be seen standing in front of the gate of the police station, tossing the keys boredly.

"...You wait for me." Deng Kaiwen hung up the phone, not giving Regulus a chance to continue talking.

The address of the restaurant that Regulus said was very close to his home, but still quite a distance from the police station.

On the way, Deng Kaiwen sent Mitchell a message, saying that he had something to do when he got off work, and he would go back later at night.

Mitchell immediately sent a series of text messages and phone calls to ask what was the matter, but Deng Kaiwen didn't answer at all—he couldn't answer either, and calling on the highway would kill someone.

After tossing for more than half an hour, Mitchell probably realized that it is taboo for Deng Kaiwen to ask questions, chase after phone calls, and serial text messages.In the end, he had no choice but to send a text message, saying that he knew that he would cook dinner at home and wait for Deng Kaiwen to come home, and asked him to come back early and be careful.

Deng Kaiwen just got off the highway, saw the text message and sneered, replied OK, and turned off the phone directly.

The restaurant that Regulus chose, Deng Kaiwen had been with him a long time ago.He walked through the door with ease, and saw Regulus sitting by the window at a glance. He didn't know why his face was very serious.

"What's going on?" Deng Kaiwen waved to the ordering lady while pulling away the chair: "Sugar-free coffee, thank you!"

"I got a letter," Regulus said.

"Threatening letter?"

"Stranger than that..." He pulled a card from his coat pocket. "Look at this."

As soon as Deng Kaiwen took it, his expression changed at the first glance.

It was a very fine gilt copper plate invitation card, with a relief of a ship in the background, and a stamp of a goshawk standing on a volume of wings stamped on the upper right corner, about an inch square.Anyone who has stayed in New York basically knows what that seal means—it is the seal of the GA Group.

This is an invitation card from the Neptune.

Regulus motioned him to look at the signature at the end, and it turned out that Stanley's name was written all over it.

"Stanley invited me to attend the banquet on the Neptune next week. I think about it and don't know why. It's too dangerous to go up, if I don't go up..."

Regulus paused, and said, "I feel very useless again."

Deng Kaiwen looked up at him: "What does this have to do with nothing?"

Regulus didn't speak, just stared at him quietly.

This kind of gaze made Deng Kaiwen hard to resist. He lowered his head and coughed, pretending to be very interested in this card, and looked at it over and over again.In fact, he is already very familiar with this kind of card. When he was in GA, many such things even went out of his hands.

"If Epro sent this invitation letter, then I wouldn't discuss it with you at all, and just went up." Regulus said in a low voice after a long while, "Just because it was Stanley who sent the letter, I'm a little Not sure, so..."

"Under normal circumstances, it should be issued by Epro." Deng Kaiwen pretended not to understand, and interrupted him.

Regulus stopped talking and asked instead, "Then why is it Stanley?"

"Maybe GA changed the rules this year, I don't know."

"Do you think I should accept the invitation?"

Deng Kaiwen glanced at him unexpectedly: "Of course not! Do you know who the Neptune usually invites? Any underworld figure on it is wearing a bunch of bodyguards with live ammunition! As long as Epro thinks, the ship will be able to fly immediately." Turned into a hell on earth sailing the Pacific!"

Regulus wanted to say something else, but Kevin Deng suddenly patted his hand and stood up.

He seldom took the initiative to do such a small gesture of intimacy, and Regulus was momentarily stunned.

"Just pretend that this incident never happened, and I will settle it. Stanley wants to play tricks behind Epro's back, and I have a way to make him unable to play."

Just then the waiter came to deliver the coffee. Deng Kaiwen picked up the cup from the tray, drank the bitter liquid, and pointed to Regulus, "Ask him to pay the bill."

Regulus hurriedly stood up: "Hey! What can you do?"

He wanted to pull Deng Kaiwen, but he didn't pull him back. Deng Kaiwen didn't look back, and smiled faintly: "Don't care... I have my own way."

"You!..." Regulus couldn't speak, and could only watch as Deng Kaiwen stuffed the bronzing card into the pocket of his windbreaker, and quickly strode out of the restaurant.