Living in North America, working from 9 to 5

Chapter 56: What a loss! Gather and attack Hector!

At night, the moon is dark and the wind is high.

Roy, in uniform, was patrolling the streets of Brooklyn in a police car codenamed 404. Policewoman Mia was sitting in the passenger seat, glancing at Roy's profile from time to time. Her wish to patrol with Roy was finally fulfilled.

Inside the car, the atmosphere was somewhat awkward.

Mia wanted to speak many times, but she swallowed the words back every time they came to her lips.

She was a little embarrassed.

As the star patrol officer in the bureau, there is no single female police officer who doesn't want to ride in the same car and patrol with Roy.

Sunny, handsome, tall, mighty, brave, good driving skills, good marksmanship, accurate shooting, explosive force value, deeply appreciated by the director...

There are so many labels that I can’t even list them all.

"Roy..."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Roy turned his head to look at Mia, whose face was flushed.

"Is what the bureau is saying true?"

Obviously, Mia had also heard some rumors about a supermodel appearing in Roy's house.

Roy shook his head helplessly, smiling without saying anything.

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"No, that doesn't count."

Hearing this answer, Mia's heart was suddenly moved.

After all that had happened, Mia was really obsessed with Roy.

"Hey, Roy."

Mia cried out softly.

"what happened again?"

"I know a place where no one goes at night. Should we stay there for a while..."

Mia looked at Roy expectantly.

Damn, is this a uniform temptation?

Roy was not stupid, so he naturally understood what Mia meant.

Come on...

Colleagues in the bureau cannot be dealt with lightly.

If you are not careful, you will get burned.

Besides, Roy has big things to do tonight.

But I don't have the time or the mood to do that kind of thing.

"I'll go get you a cup of coffee."

Roy parked the police car on the side of the road, got out and went straight to a Starbucks.

Ugh……

Mia sighed heavily.

Disappointed...

While waiting for coffee, Roy's cell phone rang.

I took it out and saw it was Oscar.

Walking out of the side door and arriving at an empty spot, Roy pressed the answer button: "It's me."

“Boss, I saw Hector riding in on a motorcycle.”

"Okay, well done. How many people are there?"

"I can't see inside the warehouse. From what I've observed since this afternoon, there are at least 30 people in the warehouse, etc..."

Oscar suddenly stopped.

Roy immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

"Three more cars drove into the warehouse. If I'm right, these three cars are here for trading."

"You did well, Oscar, now listen to me..."

Roy looked around again, confirmed that there was no one else, and continued:
"Leave there now, find a public telephone booth that is not under surveillance, and call 911. Remember to use a fake voice and don't leave fingerprints in the phone booth."

"Boss, are you asking me to call the police?"

"Yes, just say you heard gunshots and a woman's screams coming from an old warehouse at 348 Brant Street, and ask them to send someone there immediately. If the 911 operator asks you if you know how many people are in the warehouse, just say there are about five or six. Don't tell the operator the truth..."

"Oh... OK, boss. Everything is as you say." Oscar heard Roy's words clearly, but he didn't understand why his boss asked him to say that to the 911 operator.

This is not something that a small follower like him can understand.

Every step Roy takes has a very deep hidden meaning, and the calculations are so profound that ordinary people really can't figure it out.

Do you think he would go into the warehouse alone and fight dozens of bikers to the death? You are wrong. Roy is not stupid. He would not even get hurt if he wanted to die.

What's more, it's 1V30+, Roy is not completely sure, bullets have no eyes, he is not invulnerable yet.

If he went directly to the warehouse and called for support from the bureau, others would think that Roy was taking revenge on the bikers. The bikers came to kill the police, and it was reasonable for the police to retaliate.

But have you ever considered what would happen if there were casualties among the police?

If a police officer died there, what would his colleagues think?
You, Roy, took revenge on your colleague, which resulted in the death of your colleague.

How will he stay in the bureau in the future?
How will his colleagues view him in the future?

Taking the above factors into consideration, letting Oscar call the police is the best option. It can not only remove the suspicion of Roy seeking revenge, but also allow him to go to the warehouse and kill Hector and his gang.

Roy's sinister nature was fully revealed.

Why did Oscar say there were only five or six people in the warehouse?

Given the nature of the American police, if you say there are thirty or forty armed men in a warehouse, the local police may not necessarily go there.

We come out to earn money to support our families, not to serve the people.

It’s too dangerous, so forget it.

At that time, the bureau will most likely push the matter over to the FBI, the New York Police Department SWAT team, or call the National Guard.

It would take at least half an hour to an hour to make a full circle like this. If the motorcycle gang had an undercover agent and the news leaked, the other party would scatter and it would not be easy for Roy to kill Hector.

Roy asked Oscar to observe the area around the warehouse. At present, there is only one main entrance and it is surrounded by high walls. It would be best to block them first and catch them in a jar.

Roy returned to the police car with a cup of coffee in each hand. He handed one of the sugar-free cups to Mia and kept one with triple sugar for himself.

After taking a big sip, a reminder sounded in my mind:
[Consumption of sugary coffee: diabetes resistance +1]

One more bite...

[Consumption of sugary coffee: diabetes resistance +1]

at this time,

The radio in the police car suddenly rang:
"All patrol cars on duty, please pay attention. This is the dispatch center. We just received a call that someone fired shots at 348 Brant Street. According to the caller, there are five or six armed men in the warehouse, and there are also women crying and screaming.

All patrol cars are now required to gather at the intersection of Brant Street and Sadler Street, and then go to 348 Brant Street for disposal. "

"repeat……"

The dispatch center repeated the police dispatch order that had just been issued.

"404 car, received!"

at the same time.

All the patrol officers who were taking a break during their shift change at the Brooklyn police station also received an emergency dispatch order. More than a dozen officers on leave rushed out of the police station and got on police cars to provide support.

New York City Federal Bureau of Investigation.

The agent on duty who was monitoring the radio was drinking coffee leisurely when an emergency assembly order from the NYPD Brooklyn Branch was transmitted over the radio.

As a matter of convention, assembly orders of this scale need to be reported.

This is not just a simple police response of one or two cars. The Brooklyn Police Department has dispatched all the police cars it can.

FBI senior agent Mahone's team received the news immediately.

An ordinary agent on duty in Ma Hong's team immediately called Ma Hong's cell phone.

Ma Hong is staying at home at the moment.

When he learned that the Brooklyn branch of the NYPD was going to raid 348 Brant Street, his face turned green.

"Mother Fucker..."

Ma Hong said anxiously to the phone: "Notify all agents in the team to go to 348 Brant Street immediately. I mean everyone. Wake up those who are sleeping at home!"

"Yes, sir!"

Mahone continued, "Also, notify our SWAT team to rush there immediately. I will report this matter to Chief Klein personally."

"Yes, sir!"

After hanging up the phone, Ma Hong quickly put on his clothes.

During the process, he kept murmuring:
"Damn it Roy, you'd better not be there. If you kill another undercover agent of mine, I will never let you go!!!"

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