"Di Li Di Li..." After a while, one of the phones rang. Joey picked it up and saw that it was a text message, but the other party's phone number showed it, but unfortunately there was no name.

However, these are no longer important. Whether the insider found the news, it can be confirmed in a short time that other phones did not ring, so you don’t need to pay attention to it.

Joey took out his phone number and then called George Stacey, "Chief, the hostage rescue has been completed. The child is safe and has not been injured. We have a phone number. Let's see if it belongs to which police officer in the branch..." Joey then reported the phone number.

George Stacey finished recording and said, "Why are you doing it yourself? How dangerous is this?"

"If you call for support, the child's life cannot be guaranteed, and I know my skills myself, so there is no need to worry." Joey said without caring.

"Okay, you're lucky this time, but don't do this next time, otherwise something happens to you and I can't explain to the General Administration."

The two put down the phone and then waited. This was the scene and people must be kept. They cannot evacuate now. After all, there are two gang members who need to be guarded.

The sirens sounded, and a large number of patrol vehicles flocked to all directions. No matter how many black policemen were among them, the matter tonight was over and they could do nothing.

Joey estimated that George Stacey would personally interrogate the two arrested and would not give the other party a chance to silence.

The on-site handling did not require Joey and Black Mahoney, who brought a suspect and the child back to the branch office, and the injured person was sent to the ambulance.

The two returned to the branch, and the child's father was extremely haggard at this time. Not only was the injury, but the child was arrested even more distressed. After the father and son met, he hugged his head and cried, and Joey's anger began to grow.

Both of Joey's souls have persistence in their family, and family is very important to him. He used to complete tasks to live, but now he has a new understanding of his career.

Gangsters are parasites that suck blood on ordinary people. They have no conscience and use their ruthlessness to bully ordinary people. "It should be faster. Although it cannot save the whole world, I can save this place." Joey made a new decision in his heart, and then walked to the director's office.

"Bang bang" knocked on the door, George Stacey was still there. He couldn't go home tonight, sat in the office and looked at the information, continuing to improve his strategy.

"Come in? Joey? You're back, are the kids in good mood?" asked George Stacey.

"It's not bad. The father and son are reunited and are crying now! It's not bad to let them vent, and the psychological damage will be reduced at least a lot." Joey said.

"What's the matter with me? Haven't you gone home to rest?"

"I feel a little sad when I look at them. We are policemen, but our jurisdiction is in such chaos. I think we should speed up and clean up all the gangsters here."

"I understand your feelings, but the gangsters cannot be wiped out, and we can only curb their development."

"No, I can't control other places, but I will clean the Hell's Kitchen. I think we can start with Russia. They are not in good condition now. We happen to have inside. Now we have two more arrests. We can take Vlakirmi and his brother Anatos, and then use them as a breakthrough."

"You are too angry now, so we should be more rational. The number you just gave me was from a police officer in our branch. I haven't touched him yet. There are too many black police officers in the police station, and our actions will inevitably return in vain."

"Blake and I act. We are enough for both of us, but we still need your cooperation from the Director."

"No, absolutely not!"

"Then let's act on our own!"

"It's too dangerous. Even if your father is not a billionaire, I can't let two policemen take risks." Joey Stacey's voice grew louder and he was a little angry. This Joey Franklin was too reckless.

Joey knew that he couldn't convince the director, "Okay, I got it!"

"Joey, don't do stupid things!"

"Um."

Joey went to the locker room to change his clothes, said goodbye to Black Mahoney and drove back to the apartment. He didn't have to go to the evening shift and wrote a report tomorrow. In addition, he probably had to see a psychologist again this time. Dr. Paul asked him to go to the follow-up visit regularly. Before the first follow-up visit was time, he fired continuously.

This time we happened to see each other together, and the doctor gave him a psychological assessment, which saved him trouble. A policeman shot and killed criminals in succession, which may not be a good thing. Too many people killed, and it also requires the intervention of a psychologist. Although Joey had enough reasons to shoot, it would not work.

When he got home, Skye had already fallen asleep. Joey changed his clothes lightly, washed up and went to bed.

...

Matt Murdoch returned to his apartment with a wound and slept until the morning. However, he couldn't go to the law firm today, so he could only call Virgin Nelson in advance that he had a cold.

This was what he said to Joey last night, so naturally he needed to get over it. Although he knew that Joey would inevitably doubt it, his friends should trust him, right?

As a result, the door was knocked after a while. Matt Murdoch hurriedly put on his pajamas and sunglasses. The injuries on his face were difficult to cover up. He could only open the door. Judging by the smell and heartbeat, the person coming was Joey.

"Joey?" Matt Murdoch greeted after opening the door.

"Matt! It seems that your situation is not very good!" Joey said with a smile.

"Please come in, are you going to ask about what happened last night?" Matt Murdoch was organizing his own thinking. He was thinking about how to pass things over. A lie needs countless lies to cover up. He knew this, but he didn't want to tell his friends that he would be a police officer every night.

This is not a good thing. He knows that he is in danger every day and should not let his friends know and participate.

"You're thinking about how to perfunctory me, right?" Joey sat on the sofa, Matt Murdoch, who was following behind, stiffened. "Sit down quickly. I guess you were hurt last night, otherwise you wouldn't ask me for help."
Chapter completed!