After 100,000 simulated crimes, I became an ace detective.

The brief conversation ends.

Seeing Su Ming's determined departure, Old Morgan couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

I had received news from my secretary earlier that Su Ming was going to make a special trip to his office when he had something to explain.

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 arrest failed.

I originally thought... 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 prepare to abandon the case.

But he didn't expect that when Su Ming came to his office, he didn't take the initiative to mention Liu Yang's matter at all, and he didn't even ask for an extension of time, as if the incident had never happened.

You only need to seal off New York City as much as possible to prevent members of the poker organization from escaping to other places, and to resolve the subsequent riots caused by the arrests.

The most important thing is... they actually shortened the time limit and completely eliminated the poker organization within three days.

This undoubtedly surprised old Morgan.

Although he didn't quite understand why Su Ming was still so confident and determined even after his first arrest failed.

But Old Morgan still chose to believe it, not only because the arrest was almost successful, but more importantly... Su Ming's eyes just now, that kind of suppressed anger, cold and bloody eyes.

Even old Morgan, who has extensive experience in recognizing people, has never seen that kind of look in other people's eyes.

Therefore.

Old Morgan chose to believe it, and did not even choose to refute Su Ming's words... which would only bring the body back.

Because from the anger and hatred in Su Ming's eyes, Old Morgan was very sure... that the members of the poker organization, except himself, had probably offended someone they shouldn't have provoked again.

If he fell into Su Ming's hands, even if he wanted to die, it would not be that simple.

Press down the complicated thoughts in your mind.

Old Morgan sat back in his office chair, pressed the pager bell next to his desk, and his expression became extremely serious.

As Secretary Witte, who always wore a standard suit regardless of the season or occasion, walked in, Old Morgan, who had his legs crossed, tapped his fingers on the table and spoke slowly.

"Werther."

"Tell the relevant departments to carry out effective and strict screening of people leaving New York City within three days, and do not let undocumented criminals and homeless people leave New York City."

"At the same time, we will pay attention to Sheriff Su Ming's whereabouts during this period. If there is any negative publicity or impact due to the arrest of criminals, we will do our best to help him settle it."

"At least, public opinion cannot be allowed to affect his subsequent arrests."

Speaking of it.

Old Morgan thought for a moment for two seconds, and then continued quite seriously.

"correct."

"If those people above said that imposing a law on New York City would have adverse effects."

"Just give a suitable reason, something like...the company's confidential documents were stolen and it will take three days to retrieve them, etc."

"We just need to control gangsters and homeless people, it's not a big deal."

heard this order.

Secretary Witte nodded without hesitation, lowered his head and answered immediately.

"I understand, President."

"I will consult with relevant departments now and implement short-term control on New York City as soon as possible."

Old Morgan nodded with satisfaction, then waved his hand for Secretary Witte to go down.

He found a comfortable position and leaned on the leather seat, crossed his hands in a triangle and placed them on the table, squinting his eyes slightly and murmuring to himself.

"Su Ming, I'm getting more and more curious now..."

"What have you experienced at such a young age to have such special eyes?"

......

now.

Su Ming drove the car he took from an unknown American citizen and drove towards the New York Police Department road.

But the speed...has gone from stepping on the accelerator with all my strength at the beginning, to now like a turtle crawling.

It wasn't that he didn't want to see Bureau Liu for the last time, but that after the anger subsided slightly, Su Ming felt deep self-blame in his heart.

Originally... Originally, Bureau Liu didn't have to die or have such an accident. As long as he was more cautious and added some insurance for this arrest operation.

Maybe Director Liu can still hold his belly and chat and drink coffee with Chief Walker.

Previously, I was thinking about how to prevent the members of the task force from accidents and how to avoid falling into the trap of the poker organization, but the final outcome always turned out like this.

Moreover, this arrest operation was not successful, and Director Liu's sacrifice became worthless. This is undoubtedly the result of adding insult to injury.

This is an experience that a hundred thousand words of crime simulation cannot provide.

As a police officer, my comrades feel self-blame and regret for their own misjudgments, which led to their sacrifice.

......

Half an hour later.

Although the speed was very slow, my mind was filled with all kinds of thoughts.

But unknowingly...Su Ming still drove to the door of the New York Police Department, and the car owner who he had forcibly pulled off earlier was already waiting at the door.

After seeing your own vehicle.

The unknown American citizen car owner immediately stepped forward angrily, knocked on the car window, and cursed angrily.

"Shit."

"Come down quickly, how can you handle a case like this?"

"I'm going to the Justice Bureau to complain against you, you police officers who don't understand the case handling process."

Although the car owner kept knocking on the car window.

But Su Ming seemed to still be immersed in his own thoughts, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and didn't even hear the shouts and curses outside.

at this time.

Vette, who had a band-aid on his face, grabbed the car owner's hand that was banging on the window with a bad look on his face, and spat out a warning.

"Watch your behavior."

"Our police have the right to temporarily requisition your vehicle when performing their duties, and Chief Walker has already said that he will give you double compensation for the loss of your vehicle."

"If you dare to be disrespectful to our police officers again, I will take you to the interrogation room first."

"If you don't believe it, you can try again."

It is clear.

As one of the parties involved in the previous gunfight and witnessing Liu Yang's sacrifice.

Witte understood Su Ming's current state very well. After all, he had just seen with his own eyes at the scene...the other police officers' gaffes and angry expressions.

Although I don’t really understand why there is such a comradeship even though it’s just work.

But for Liu Yang, who was helping to cover him at the last moment, Witte now only has full respect in his heart, and no longer thinks that he is a non-staff member who just comes to make a living.

He exhaled a heavy breath.

Su Ming suppressed all his emotions in his heart, and his eyes regained their previous sharpness, with even deeper determination and anger. He unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car, looking at Werther beside him.

"Where is Bureau Liu now?"