A Weird Theater That Started In London

As the minutes passed, more and more emergency vehicles arrived. At around 8:30 p.m., the taxiway was packed with people from the Department of Homeland Security, the Port Authority, the FBI, and other powerful departments.

Stay back a little, guys, this place should be taken over by us, the FBI...

By law, the Department of Homeland Security has the authority to deal with emergencies and prevent terrorist activities.

We are from the Port Authority of New York and New Jersey. Now we suspect that the accident was caused by the leakage of dangerous goods. Please step aside.

Disputes are endless.

Lu Li, who was sitting on the hood of the car, roughly counted. There were at least a dozen organizations vying to take charge of this place. He suspected that if this stalemate continued, senior officials from various departments might fight in public.

At this moment, the police officers at JFK International Airport, no, the security guards, have retreated to the corner and are waiting patiently for orders to either leave work early or stand guard.

Most people hoped for the former, but Lu Li was unwilling to accept both results, so he turned his head to look to the side.

Sergeant Ross held a teacup in both hands and sipped silently. In order to show that he was not negligent, he occasionally raised his head and glanced at the tarmac——

That place was so lively, there were a lot of bigwigs.

Facts have shown that this mysterious incident involves so much that the police force has no right to participate.

It's really lively tonight. It reminds me of the attack on the World Trade Center ten years ago.

After finishing speaking, the red-necked Paul handed over a bottle of Coke and burped contentedly.

How old were we at that time? God knows how lively it was. Lu Li jumped off the car hood, tore off the tab, pointed to the front, and asked, Which department are the woman and the fat man from? They don't look quite alike. official.

With a badge on, neither a uniform nor a tie, so casual, it looks like he should be someone from the Centers for Disease Control. Paul picked up Dr. Pepper and drank it in one gulp, hiccupping, and said with emotion: Hometown The taste of it, I will go back to Texas on my next vacation.

Dr. Pepper, a juice-mixed cola with a unique taste, polarized the market, with those who couldn't adapt calling it rubbish, but in Texas, it had a large number of diehard fans.

However, Lu Li couldn't accept this strange smell. He took a sip, put on a face, and kept his eyes on the area of ​​the tarmac——

Until now, the officials are still arguing, while the man and woman at the CDC, who did not participate in this meaningless activity, stood silently nearby.

Through observation, Lu Li discovered that the leader should be that square-faced woman, who was talking on the phone with an extremely serious expression.

He had a strong premonition that the CDC would beat the other agencies to take command and get on the plane first.

But, how should I get on this ride?

With his thoughts suddenly changing, Lu Li decided to go there and try his luck. If it didn't work out, he would find a way to find Duke and the others, and wait until the authorities could no longer control the city before taking action to reverse the situation.

Sir, I want to go over with Paul to have a look.

Lu Li was worried that Sergeant Ross would refuse, so he explained: Anyway, we are also the first agency to receive the alarm. If we let it go, we may be held accountable afterwards.

Of course, there is also the possibility of becoming a scapegoat.

In fact, the airport police force does have the right to intervene, but there are too many bigwigs gathered here, and Mr. Sheriff is so frightened that he doesn't even have the courage to say a few words in the past.

However, after listening to Lu Li's analysis, Ross nodded hesitantly, Go ahead and find someone to ask which department is responsible for taking over here and what the police should do.

Frankly speaking, for such a troublesome matter, it is better to clarify the responsibilities in advance. Now, the sheriff is eager to close the team and go home earlier.

At the same time, after the action was approved, Lu Li waved to Paul, signaling him to follow.

Then, the two trotted all the way.

On the way to the tarmac, red-necked Paul complained to Lu Li, Dude, if it wasn't for my low education, I would have gone to the Department of Homeland Security for an interview.

It can be seen that this guy is eager for meritorious service and is unwilling to be a salted fish.

Lu Li hummed, and deliberately walked past the square-faced woman. She was still on the phone, and the person on the other end said:

No, the plane has to be handed over to the CDC. I'll be there soon, Nora, can you delay it for a while?

Hearing this, the doctor named Nora shook her hair and replied with a smile, Don't worry, look at me.

call ended.

Lu Li who was standing behind coughed lightly.

Just now, he saw clearly the breastplate of this square-faced woman: Dr. Nora Martinis, a biochemical expert, working at the CDC (Center for Disease Control and Prevention)

And the fat man next to him has a different identity. Dr. Jim Kent, a biochemical expert, also works for the CDC.

When the two of them turned around, Lu Li said calmly, Both of you, we are the private police at JFK International Airport. I would like to ask, which department is in charge of this plane?

Mr. Sheriff is busy getting home from get off work. Paul pointed to the fat sheriff who was drinking tea by the car door. He had no hope of participating in the investigation, so he complained: If you can authorize him, he will appreciate it. Endless.

Just when this guy was about to continue talking, Lu Li interrupted loudly: My colleague means that those officials can only quarrel, and if they rely on them, any trouble can't be solved. Regarding this, Sergeant Ross feels Very distressed.

So, do you two need help?

After saying that, Lu Li looked at Nora directly.

The man on the other end of the phone asked Dr. Nora to help delay the time, obviously confident in taking command.

However, before he rushed to the scene, the CDC had only the two doctors in front of him fighting alone.

in other words.

Now is the perfect time for the JFK Police Force to step in, aka, help.

Fatty Jim was a little puzzled, looked at Lu Li and Paul's epaulets, and interjected, Can you represent the Kennedy Airport?

Anyone can see that this is a dislike for their low level.

Hey man, we just want to know who's taking over here now...

Before he finished speaking, Paul turned around and wanted to talk to officials from the Department of Homeland Security.

Lu Li also lost interest in talking. He showed some kindness, but no one appreciated it. Since this is the case, there is no need to continue the chat.

Guys, what's the matter?

At this time, Bishop, the director of the airport, came over. He looked at Nora and Jim, paused for a while on their badges, and said, They are members of the airport police force.

However, the port authority pays the salary.

A middle-aged white man approached, as if he was claiming his subordinates, and told Lu Li, Let your sheriff bring the cars over. This airport has been under the jurisdiction of the Port Authority since its establishment.