"Well, should I call you MR.XU or Bell Griers?" Every put Xu Chuan's passport in front of him. The transcript had been completed. With the presence of Wayne's lawyer, he just asked some details.
There is no problem with his identity. There is even a company in Los Angeles. It is not as formal as it can stand the investigation.
There were many witnesses at the scene, and there was no doubt at all. It was just a pity that there was no surveillance inside the salon, which was understandable. People who went there would definitely not like being photographed.
"Just call me Bell." Xu Chuan looked out the window. It was already evening. He didn't know whether the Los Angeles Police Department was concerned about food. "By the way, how is that baby?" That little thing is the cause of everything.
Avery shook his head, "His mother was killed by Gideon and will be temporarily handed over to the welfare agency. Then he will see the court's verdict."
Xu Chuan nodded and expressed his sympathy in a tactful way. As for whether DEA will use this child to do something about Dito, it doesn't matter to his own affairs.
"By the way, Bell, can I ask where you received military training? The Chinese Army?"
"No, it's just a personal hobby. I've been trained in some private tactical companies, such as Tel Aviv, some places in South Africa." Even if I don't mention this, the police professionals can analyze the situation on the scene. This is not something that can be trained through three-gun competition training in the shooting range.
"Oh, no wonder your tactical moves have some D-BOY shadows." Martin Riggs, with messy hair, stood at the door and waved to several people.
Xu Chuan nodded with a smile. Each unit has its own style. The seals and delta handle the same tasks, and the tactics used are definitely different.
"This is Agent Martin, and he and his partner immediately discovered that Gideon kidnapped the child." Although Every was dissatisfied with his subordinate not knocking on the door and entering his office, he was a capable player in his team after all, so he still had to give face.
Martin handed a report to Every, then stared at Xu Chuan, and said as if he was joking, "You are definitely a veteran, but you look too young. In my opinion, there is only one possibility for this situation, which is to continue to carry out tasks and survive. You should have killed a lot of people."
Before Xu Chuan could react, Xuela, who had been sitting aside and not talking, stood up angrily, "Captain Every, you'd better let your subordinates pay attention to his words."
"Martin, go out." Every had a headache when he saw this man. This guy's ability to cause trouble was proportional to his ability. If it weren't for him and Roger, Metto's highest case-solving rate, he would have been kicked out long ago.
"OK, OK, I'll leave now." Xu Chuan watched this weirdo walk out of the office with a funny look. Sometimes it's hard for you to understand the brain circuit of a mentally ill patient.
"Sorry, he just talks too much."
"I understand that there are too many people in the team, so there will be all kinds of people." Xu Chuan basically empathizes with this. Umbrella has a Modoc who goes to the mental hospital every few days.
Avery felt that it was really good to be understood. During the days when Martin Riggs was transferred, his hairline began to move up significantly, and his former partner, Metto, tended to be assimilated by him.
"Hi." A gentle-looking black policeman leaned out his head, and Every had a headache even more, "Roger, what are you going to do?"
Roger Metto pushed the door and held two of Xuela’s latest albums that had not been opened yet. He said with a smile, “Ms. Xuela, can you sign an autograph for me? My two children are your fans.”
Avery sent Xu Chuan and the others into the elevator, and then breathed a sigh of relief, "Martin, do you know how many big shots called the director just now. This guy's lawyer is the Wayne's royal lawyer, who can sue you to bankruptcy."
"I'm just curious." Martin Riggs sat in front of Every. "I believe my intuition. That's a guy who is more dangerous than Gideon."
"How is that possible? You really should go and have a good chat with Dr. Cahill." Roger happily took the CD signed by Serra, "No matter what, he saved a lot of people this time. Why do you seem to have seen the name Bell Griers somewhere?"
"Are you okay?" Lavibery and Brian Mills have arrived at the parking lot of the police station building. The front door has been surrounded by the media. With the cooperation of the police, they will leave from the other side.
The two got into the car, and Xuela shook her head, "I'm fine, but Jennifer is dead." Xuela supported her elbows on her knees, covered her face with her hands, and cried in her voice. The first time she saw someone beaten to death in person in her life, she was an acquaintance, and the impact on her spirit can be imagined.
"Uh, I thought you had a bad relationship." Xu Chuan picked up the tissue from the car and handed it over, and was hugged by the woman, "Okay, but don't rub your nose against me." He patted her gently on her back, maybe crying was a good choice.
There were countless media waiting for Xuela’s residence, and the car was parked a block away, "What should I do? If you break through." These omnipresent guys are simply annoying.
"Of course not." Lavi Belly glanced at the man sitting in the back row. She had already understood the incident clearly. She thought it was a big fish, but she didn't expect it to be a man-eating shark. Now she was a little worried about Xuela, and the woman was already asleep in his arms.
"Brian, is your friend here?"
"It's already here." Brian Mills picked up the phone, "Berney, stop the crowd, we're here." After saying that, the car started and drove towards the apartment. Brian's colleagues and the security guards in the apartment formed a wall to stop the reporter outside.
"Ms. Sulla, what do you think of Jennifer's death?" Seeing Sulla's car, a group of reporters surrounded him.
"Rumors say that your relationship is not good, isn't it true?"
"Hey, these people are really not afraid of death, nor are they afraid of bombs in the car." He gently covered Xuela's ears, and Xu Chuan knew that she was not asleep.
Security personnel tried their best to separate the reporters so that the car could finally drive into the underground parking lot. These reporters understood the rules and no one broke in.
"You go back and have a break early. I will contact him on Ellen." Xu Chuan took Xuela out of the car. The woman was huddled in her arms, looking much petite. "By the way, do you need to find a psychologist or something for her? I don't understand these things very much."
Lavi nodded, "Okay, I'll arrange it."
When I entered the door, I put the woman on the bed, and Xu Chuan squatted beside me, "You can take a shower first and then come out to eat something. I am not very comfortable, but in my experience, it will be much better after a nap."
I walked into the kitchen and prepared to make pasta with existing ingredients. Unexpectedly, the Los Angeles Police Department really didn't care about the meal. Now he has his chest on his back.
Half an hour later, Xuela, who had already taken a shower, walked out in her nightgown, and took off her makeup and looked very red in her eyes.
Chapter completed!