Being a policeman in American manga, every day is a holiday

Chapter 23 Director's Contribution
in the field.

Zhao Hao still held the shield tightly, feeling sore all over his body and his skin was full of small scars.

No matter how powerful the Vulcan cannon machine gun is, it will naturally be unable to shoot through the vibrating gold shield.

After all, Zhenjin is known as the third hardest metal in the world.

But even if most of that powerful impact was absorbed by Zhen Jin, Zhao Hao could hardly bear the rest.

There were also bullets hitting the ground, splashing small stones flying around, and constantly scratching his skin.

After the dust cleared, he immediately saw Harleen rushing over and hugging him tightly.

"Woooo...you scared me to death, I thought you were going to die..."

Feeling the softness on his head, he who could still stand suddenly felt a lack of oxygen in his brain.

"I'm a little dizzy, let me lean on..."

When the innocent Harleen heard this, she hugged her harder.

She exhausted all her strength, just wanted to give each other a warm embrace.

At this time, a group of reporters came running with microphones and cameras.

"Sir, who are you?"

"Are you a terrorist? Why were you attacked by an anti-terrorist organization?"

"Excuse me, are you a mutant? Why didn't you die?"

"Are you a member of the X-Men? How did you survive?"

"Excuse me, are you a member of a fraternity?"

In this world, mutants are the most famous people with superpowers.

Compound No. [-] is still sold secretly, and only a few people know about it.

When Zhao Hao saw the reporters appearing, he immediately took out his police ID card from his pocket, and said with a weak face, "My name is Zhao Hao, and I am a policeman from a beautiful country. I don't know why when I was fighting criminals, why did I The CTA will try to kill me, but I will definitely file a report for an explanation!"

When the reporters saw Zhao Hao taking out his police ID, they immediately surrounded him like he had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Are you really a policeman?"

"Why did the CTA want to kill you?"

"Did you personally do this to fight against criminals?"

"Why are you here?"

Zhao Hao originally wanted to say a few words, but the reporters asked one after another, and he didn't have a chance to speak at all.

So he could only lean on Harleen, and then coughed a few times, seeming very weak.

When the reporters saw this, they immediately moved away, and then became quiet.

I'm afraid that if something goes wrong, the big news in front of me will escape.

After a while, Zhao Hao said: "I conducted this operation under the instructions of Director Malvern. For all details, please contact Director Malvern."

The credit must go to the director, otherwise he would not be able to explain where his weapons and equipment came from.

So I had to leave everything to the director.

After these words fell, most of the reporters ran to Director Marvin, and only a few reporters still wanted to interview him.

Director Marvin, who was directing his subordinates to maintain order, immediately lit up when he heard Zhao Hao's words from the reporter, and began to describe his wise decision-making, decisive command and clever mind.

Of course, I also mentioned how Police Officer Zhao Hao, as a new rookie, was attracted by him and made outstanding contributions to fighting criminals.

And for the murders committed by the Counter-Terrorism Bureau, he would also ask for an explanation from the top.

The interview was not over until the ambulance arrived with a voice of "Ulla...Ula...".

……

Time slowly came to the afternoon.

In the conference room of the Counter-Terrorism Bureau, the Director of the Counter-Terrorism Bureau, Herald, looked at the news and his face turned livid.

"Chief Malvern is fighting criminals, but the Counter Terrorism Bureau is fighting police!

This is the anti-terrorist bureau, or the anti-police bureau, or the anti-people bureau!

According to our reporter’s report, the Counter-Terrorism Bureau is suspected to have been bribed by criminals and has become..."

Before the news was finished, Chief Herald turned off the TV, then turned to look at his subordinates around him, and roared loudly: "What are you doing! Why didn't you kill people? It's all right now, the whole world Everyone knows you’re beating a police officer!”

Yes, he didn't accuse his men of attacking Asian cops, he blamed them for not killing each other.

Because he gave the order to attack, he naturally would not accuse his subordinates of attacking.

If you kill the other party, then everything is easy to say.

Even the police become criminals, even wanted criminals.

After all, the people behind him are quite powerful.

But now that the person is not dead, there is no excuse for the other party's identity as a police officer.

Even Director Malvern couldn't turn a blind eye in order to give his subordinates an explanation.

When everyone in the Counter-Terrorism Bureau heard the director's anger, they all lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.

Unlike the police department, the Counter-Terrorism Bureau was established to respond to terrorist activities, so it is required to be dispatched as soon as possible, and the director has greater power.

So even if everyone was dissatisfied in their hearts, they dared not speak out at all.

After a while, Director Herald was about to curse a few words when suddenly the phone rang.

When he saw the incoming call reminder, his expression changed slightly.

Looking at the subordinates around him, he said, "Suspend the meeting!"

After saying that, he returned to his office, picked up the phone and cursed angrily.

"Damn guy! What information did you give me!
Let me tell you, I will not be involved in this matter, and you should not contact me in the future! "

……

"Don't threaten me with that!

Things have gotten out of control, and I'm likely to be summoned by my superiors. If you don't want to die, please give me peace of mind!
Otherwise, I don't mind letting my hands go down and spin around your heads a few times! "

……

"You!...Okay, as long as you give me the things, I will deal with that Asian policeman."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

A thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind and returned to the conference room to continue the meeting.

……

in the hospital.

At this time, Zhao Hao was bandaged all over his body and could only lie on the hospital bed waiting for Harleen to feed him.

And Harleen, like a virtuous wife, peeled the apples, cut them into pieces and fed them to him.

"Thank you, if it weren't for you, I would probably starve to death now."

Hearing Zhao Hao's thanks, Harleen immediately recalled her father.

That natural look was completely different from the man in front of him.

She shook her head and said with a smile: "You are my boyfriend, this is how it should be."

Hearing this, Zhao Hao immediately said righteously and solemnly: "How can you say that you should, even if you are a boyfriend, but you are yourself after all, not my property. If you treat me well, I must be grateful and not take it for granted. look.

Otherwise, what is the difference between me and those scumbags. "

Just as he finished speaking, the phone rang suddenly.

"Jingle Bell…"

(End of this chapter)