Chapter 7 The encounter of the little policeman Benn
Flushing, Queens, where Gu's Manor is located, is a villa area for the wealthy. Since almost every household of the wealthy people living here has a private bodyguard, the authorities only set up a small police station with a staff of three people in a symbolic manner. , the small police station is usually busy looking for cats for the host family and dogs for the west family. The police officers in the police station are used to being troubled by these trivial things every day. They never thought that one day there would be something in their jurisdiction. A mass shooting occurred that shocked the country.
When gunshots like exploding beans were heard from the direction of Gu's Manor, Benn, the policeman on duty at the police station, was stunned. He quickly rushed to the door of the police station and looked towards the place where the gunshots were heard. He saw fireworks rising and explosions there. , the sound of gunfire continued, and I couldn't help but be shocked: "This is a gang war, but which gang has such powerful firepower, or the agents are performing some kind of suppression mission, but they have not received relevant notifications." Although Benn He didn't know how long it had been since he fired a gun, but this did not prevent him from judging the scale of the gunfight. He quickly judged that it was a gunfight involving at least thirty people. He hurried back and grabbed the phone to report to the branch. However, the call came. Pressing it to his ear, there was a blind sound inside, "Damn it, why is the phone broken?" He cursed in a low voice, then thought about it, took out his gun, and thought to himself: "Ben, you are not Have you always wanted to be a real criminal policeman? This is your chance." He had great thoughts in his mind, but was not resolute enough in his actions. He took out the bullets in his body and counted them again, and found that there were only fourteen bullets in the gun. It was just a shooting, and then he thought that it was a large-scale gun battle involving more than 30 people. After struggling for a while, he still retreated. Just when he was scratching his head in the police station and hesitating whether to send the police, suddenly, from the gun battle The roar of the motor came from the opposite direction. He was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed: "The branch heard the gunshots and came over to provide support." With this thought, he straightened his clothes and ran out with the gun.
Under the dim street lights, six cars passed by him like lightning. There were gunmen standing on the running boards outside almost every car. All of them had Asian faces. Coupled with the pair of cardigans, he immediately realized that this was a dangerous situation. They were from the Chinese Gang, and there were six cars, each carrying seven or eight people, totaling nearly fifty people. Ben immediately realized that something was serious.
It was the reinforcements summoned by Gu Yu with fireworks. The leader of them was Fang Hao, the eldest of his godsons. Fang Hao was sitting in the passenger seat of the first Ford. The driver saw Benn and asked: " A policeman, brother, is he destroyed?"
"Ignore him." Fang Haoyan said, and then added: "Drive faster, this is the first time the old man has sent such a signal."
"Okay." The driver responded and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. Immediately, the Ford rocketed out at a faster speed. The other five cars followed closely and soon disappeared from Ben's sight.
"Who can provoke these lunatics from the Hua Gang? They seem to be from the Tianwang Gang." Ben wiped the sweat on his head and muttered to himself. The sound of gunfire in the distance was still loud. After he returned to the house, he was He was pacing back and forth, restless and undecided. Suddenly there was the sound of tires screeching at the door. He was startled and looked over, only to see two people in suits getting out of a car and walking towards him. Neither of them had guns, but just from the way the two men walked, Ben could tell that they were not ordinary people. His heartstrings tightened. He went out to greet them, holding the handle of the gun in his right hand, and asked, "What can I do for you?"
There were two people, one tall and one short. The tall one had blond hair and spoke English with a strong New York flavor. He asked, "Are you the only one on duty here today?"
Because of the other person's appearance and accent, Ben felt calmer. His attention was attracted by the short Asian face next to the tall man. He stared at it twice and replied: "Gentlemen, what can I do for you?" "
Tall man: "I want to borrow the phone here."
The short man's eyes were a bit sinister, which made Ben very uncomfortable. He frowned slightly and responded politely: "I'm sorry, the phone is broken."
"It's broken." The tall man glanced at the short man in surprise, and the short man said, "Could it be cut by the Chinese?"
The tall man looked at him with a sarcastic look on his face and said: "The attacking party is your people, so it should be your people who cut it off. Hehe, your American headquarters has spent a lot of money this time."
"Simba, please stop joking. I have no intention of joking right now. You know my status here. I can't interfere with them. Simba, please find a way quickly. If it's too late, everyone will be ruined."
The tall man was Simba. He smiled bitterly and said: "There is no phone. You asked me to think of something. You have also seen that there is only one policeman here. If one policeman passes by, it is not enough for the Chinese to stuff their teeth."
The short man looked at him aggressively and said, "The number of people doesn't matter, you know."
The conversation between the two people was weird. Ben was confused at first. Then, when he realized that the two people mentioned him, he became vigilant. He looked at Simba, his eyes full of vigilance.
Simba frowned slightly, and the next moment he took out an ID from his coat pocket and handed it to Ben. He said: "I am from the CIA and I am following a transnational espionage case. Man, I need your ID." help."
Benn was already wary of him. After hearing what he said, he immediately returned the certificate to him and said, "I'm sorry, the pursuit of espionage cases is not within my jurisdiction. Please go to the branch for help."
Simba didn't expect that this little policeman would dare to refuse him. He couldn't help but be stunned. The short man kept his ears open and listened to the gunshots in the distance. After realizing that the gunshots became intensive for a while and then became lower in frequency, his expression changed. Hearing this, he yelled at Ben: "What are you talking about? Are you not an American policeman?"
Ben was not intimidated by him. Instead, he questioned the other party: "Who are you? Do you have the right to talk about our American affairs?"
"I, I am Major Hashimoto Jiro, the military attaché at the Consulate General of the Empire of Japan in Washington. I am asking for your help as a diplomat, okay?"
"I refuse."
"Hachiko." Hashimoto became angry and blurted out a Japanese curse,
Unexpectedly, because there were Japanese living in the area, Ben could actually understand this Japanese sentence. The young policeman's expression immediately changed, and he also roared angrily: "Who are you calling a bastard? You are the bastard, Simba." Sir, you heard that this so-called Japanese diplomat actually insulted me. I want to report it to my superiors and ask them to come forward and investigate the matter."
The little policeman was inexperienced and had a sharp tongue. Simba couldn't laugh or cry. He whispered something in Hashimoto's ear, and the two of them left immediately.