Chapter 455: Police uniforms represent dignity, shoulder straps represent faith, and police numbers represent the glory of a lifetime
The brief conversation ended.
Looking at Su Ming's determined figure leaving, Old Morgan couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
I had received news from the secretary earlier that Su Ming was going to come to my office specifically to explain something.
Although old Morgan was a little surprised, he was not too shocked.
After all, he also got the latest news that Liu Yang was killed by the poker organization and the first attempt to capture him failed.
I originally thought that...Su Ming came here to apply for an extension of the seven-day period, or to ask for some additional compensation or help, or even to negotiate and give up this case.
But unexpectedly, when Su Ming came to his office, he did not take the initiative to mention Liu Yang's matter, nor did he ask for an extension of time, as if this incident had never happened.
All they had to do was blockade New York City as much as possible to prevent members of the poker organization from fleeing to other places, and resolve the subsequent riots caused by the arrests.
The most important thing is... they actually took the initiative to shorten the time limit and aim to completely eliminate the poker organization within three days.
This undoubtedly made old Morgan somewhat surprised.
Although he didn't quite understand why Su Ming was still so confident and determined after failing in the first arrest.
But old Morgan still chose to believe it, not only because the arrest was almost successful this time, but more importantly...the look in Su Ming's eyes just now, the kind of eyes that suppressed anger, cold and bloody.
Even old Morgan, who was experienced in judging people, had never seen that kind of look in other people's eyes.
That's why.
Old Morgan chose to believe it, and even did not choose to refute Su Ming's words...he would only bring back corpses.
Because of the anger and hatred in Su Ming's eyes, Old Morgan was very sure...except for himself, the group of poker organization members had probably offended someone they shouldn't have offended again.
Once you fall into Su Ming's hands, it won't be easy even if you want to die.
Suppress the complicated thoughts in your mind.
Old Morgan sat back in his office chair, pressed the paging bell beside his desk, and his expression became extremely serious.
As Secretary Witt, who always wore a standard suit regardless of the season or occasion, walked in, old Morgan, with his legs crossed, tapped the table with his fingers and spoke slowly.
"Witt."
"Tell the relevant departments to conduct effective and strict screening of people leaving New York City within three days, and do not allow those undocumented illegal immigrants and homeless people to leave New York City."
"At the same time, keep an eye on Chief Inspector Su Ming's whereabouts during this period. If there is any negative public opinion or impact caused by arresting criminals, do your best to help him deal with it."
"At least, we cannot let public opinion affect his subsequent arrest operations."
Speaking of this.
Old Morgan thought for two seconds, and then continued seriously.
"Right."
"If those people above say that imposing martial law in New York City will have a negative impact."
"Just give a suitable reason, like...the company's confidential documents were stolen and it will take three days to retrieve them, etc."
"We just need to control the illegal immigrants and the homeless, it's not a big deal."
Hearing this order.
Secretary Witt nodded without hesitation and answered immediately with his head down.
"Understood, President."
"I will now consult with relevant departments to implement short-term control of New York City as soon as possible."
Old Morgan nodded with satisfaction, then waved his hand to let Secretary Witt go down.
He found a comfortable position leaning against the leather chair, crossed his hands into a triangle on the table, squinted his eyes and muttered to himself.
"Su Ming, I am becoming more and more curious..."
"What on earth have you been through at such a young age to have such a special look in your eyes?"
......
now.
Su Ming drove the car he had taken from an unknown American citizen and kept driving towards the road of the New York Police Department.
But the speed... has gone from fully stepping on the accelerator at the beginning to crawling like a turtle now.
It was not that he did not want to take a last look at Director Liu, but after his anger subsided a little, Su Ming felt a deep sense of self-blame in his heart.
Originally...Originally, Director Liu wouldn't have to die, and this accident wouldn't have happened. If he had been more cautious, he could have added a little more insurance to the arrest operation.
Maybe Director Liu can still chat and drink coffee with Sheriff Walker with a bulging belly.
Previously, I had been thinking about how to prevent the task force members from getting into any accidents and how to prevent them from falling into the trap set by the poker organization, but the final outcome always turned out like this.
Moreover, this arrest operation was unsuccessful, so Director Liu’s sacrifice became worthless, which was undoubtedly making the situation worse.
This is an experience that cannot be provided by a hundred thousand simulated crimes.
As a police officer, his comrades felt guilty and regretful for their sacrifice due to their own misjudgment.
......
Half an hour later.
Although I was driving very slowly, my mind was filled with various thoughts.
But before he knew it...Su Ming had driven to the door of the New York Police Department, and the car owner who had been forcibly pulled down by him had already been waiting at the door.
After seeing the vehicle that belongs to you.
The unknown American citizen car owner immediately walked forward angrily, knocked on the car window and cursed.
"Shit."
"Come down quickly, this is not the way you handle cases."
"I will go to the Judicial Bureau to file a complaint against you, the police officers who don't understand the case handling procedures."
Although the car owner kept knocking on the window.
But Su Ming seemed to be still immersed in his own thoughts, his hands tightly gripping the steering wheel, and he didn't hear the various shouts and curses outside at all.
Just at this moment.
Witt, with a Band-Aid on his face, grabbed the car owner's hand that was knocking on the window with a stern look on his face, and warned him with saliva spitting out.
"Watch your behavior."
"When we are on duty, we have the right to temporarily requisition your vehicle, and Sheriff Walker has already said that we will give you double compensation for the damage to your vehicle."
"If you dare to disrespect our police officers again, I will take you directly to the interrogation room."
"If you don't believe me, you can try knocking again."
It's obvious.
As one of the people involved in the previous gunfight and one of the people who witnessed Liu Yang's sacrifice.
Witt understood Su Ming's current state very well. After all, he had just seen with his own eyes... the other police officers' lost composure and angry expressions at the scene.
Although I don’t really understand why there is such comradeship when it’s just work.
But Witt now has nothing but respect for Liu Yang, who helped cover up until the last moment. He no longer thinks that he is a non-staff member who is simply here to get by and gain experience.
He exhaled heavily.
Su Ming suppressed all his emotions in his heart. His eyes regained their previous sharpness, with even deeper determination and anger. He unbuckled his seat belt, got out of the car, and looked at Witt beside him.
"Where is Director Liu now?"
After seeing Su Ming return to normal.
Walter didn't hesitate at all and answered quickly.
"Captain Su Ming."
"At present, Officer Liu is in the forensic laboratory because it has the best freezing conditions to preserve Officer Liu's body."
Su Ming nodded slightly, then walked towards the forensic identification room without hesitation.
Arrived at the door of the forensic identification room.
Lin Tian was found squatting on the steps, smoking a cigarette in his hand, and there were many cigarette butts crushed by his feet next to him.
Lin Tian, who was originally smoking in silence with his head down, was attracted by the footsteps. He looked at Su Ming who was walking slowly towards him, then stood up, threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground and crushed it, and said with a forced smile.
"The others only had minor skin injuries and are currently receiving emergency treatment in the infirmary."
"An Quan is using Sky Eye to monitor the direction K and his group fled. It's a pity that we couldn't keep them here."
It can be seen.
At the moment, Lin Tian is feeling extremely heavy, sad and self-blaming, but as a veteran criminal policeman, he has witnessed many comrades sacrificed.
So Lin Tian knew very well...the person who felt the most guilty and sad now was definitely Su Ming rather than anyone else in the task force. This was a result that no one wanted to see.
As if afraid that Su Ming would blame himself too much, Lin Tian continued to tell the story.
"Xiao Ming."
"You don't have to blame yourself too much."
"When we first decided to come to the United States, we all thought about what accidents we might encounter. After all, this is a special overseas operation."
"This arrest was actually an excellent one, but no one expected... that there would be a killer following behind No. 8, causing the news to be leaked so early."
"Besides, if I had been faster, maybe..."
Before Lin finished.
Su Ming waved his hand, interrupting his subsequent words, and spoke with great determination.
"It's okay, Chief Lin."
"I will not let this incident affect my emotions and judgment. Our most important task at the moment is still to arrest all members of the poker organization."
"The failure of this arrest does not mean that subsequent arrests will fail."
"But now... I want to go in and see Director Liu first..."
It seemed that he didn't expect Su Ming's self-regulation ability to be so strong.
Lin Tian was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly and pushed open the door of the appraisal room to signal.
"well."
"The ice coffin hasn't arrived yet, so it's temporarily kept at a low temperature on the forensic table. I just changed Director Liu's clothes."
Lin Tian took the lead and walked into the forensic identification room.
now.
On the dissection table in the identification room, Liu Yang's cold body came clearly into Su Ming's sight.
Lin Tian had already changed his red-stained clothes in advance and put on a solemn police officer uniform that he had brought with him.
Compared to Liu Yang, who is usually good at officialdom and a seasoned veteran, he seemed to be no different or unusual on the dissecting table except for his pale face.
Looking at Liu Yang, who was wearing a solemn police officer's uniform and looked less greasy and easy-going, Su Ming lowered his head and remained silent for a few seconds.
Then he suddenly stretched out his hand, slowly tore off the police number on the left chest of Officer Liu Yang's uniform, clenched it tightly in his hand, looked at Lin Tian beside him, and said with a firm and solemn expression.
"Director Lin."
"Police uniforms represent dignity, shoulder straps represent belief, and police numbers represent a lifetime of glory."
"So, I will carry the most important warning card of Director Liu and personally make sure those members of the poker organization receive the punishment they deserve. This is also the glory he should add to his resume..."
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