Sunny day, Halloween in Los Angeles after a horror last night, the sunny makes people jealous, and even the temperature that should have dropped has begun to warm up incredibly in such weather. It was a nice day, but Matthew wasn't in a good mood.

Wearing a black suit, white shirt and black tie, Matthew is particularly serious today, he walked out of the Los Angeles Department of Justice parking lot with a briefcase in one hand and a copy of the Los Angeles Times in the other, the pair of shrewd eyes revealed under the washing of the years looked directly at the group of reporters in front of the police department building, Matthew's heart was already preparing for a while to face the reporters What to say, as the deputy director of the Los Angeles Police Department and a member of the five-member team of the Los Angeles Police Department, when the two FBI detectives were beaten into a sieve by AK47, It is impossible for him not to face the media.

One step, two steps......

Matthew is getting closer and closer to the door of the police department, and this time, the Los Angeles Police Department may face a severe test again, just like the Los Angeles Police Department more than ten years ago out of several black police officers who shocked the whole country, if it is not handled well, it is likely to directly lead to a crisis of national trust in Los Angeles.

"Father."

Just as Matthew was about to appear in front of the LAPD headquarters that was jammed with media, just as he was ready to be surrounded by the media and devote himself to this PR war, a hand suddenly grabbed his arm.

Call.

Matthew was taken aback, and when he turned his head to look at the owner of the hand, he could not utter any scolding, because it was his most beloved daughter who was holding him: "What are you doing here?" ”

In order to solve the crisis in the police station, Matthew, who had already made up his mind to appear in front of the media, grabbed his daughter's arm with his backhand and turned around and walked towards a less crowded place, when they came to a position far away from the media. The woman who grabbed Matthew's arm was wearing a pink shirt and black skirt and said eagerly, "Father." You've got to help me. Chekov could not go to prison. ”

Matthew, who took a hard breath, seemed to be sitting in a mess, he really didn't want to care about this mess: "Honey, you're not a child anymore, it's not like you're pestering me to let me give you a Barbie doll." Matthew really couldn't be too harsh on this precious girl, so he could only try to relieve his facial muscles, and after calming down a little, he continued: "Chekov put down four policemen at the door of the police station, and one of them has just come out of danger, and this is still without evidence, no witnesses, and no confession. If only the Western Branch knew about it, it would still be treated as an internal brawl. I can work hard even when I get into the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and now that I'm in the legal process, all I can do is hire a good lawyer. ”

"He's my husband." The woman stood on Matthew's ground and said in a low voice, "You really can't bear to watch my husband go to jail? ”

Matthew wanted to hug his poor daughter, and he felt distressed when he looked anxious: "Believe me, I've done my best for seven years, and my efforts are on anyone, that guy is at least the sheriff of a certain Los Angeles bureau." ”

"I'm your daughter."

When he heard this voice, Matthew's heart was broken, and he tilted his head with his eyes closed, and said a cruel word in helplessness. Only he knows how much determination he needs to make in this sentence: "I didn't become a police officer to have a daughter for myself." ”

Turning around, Matthew left without the slightest hesitation. When family and law collide, the person who has to make the choice is often more cruel than the test that the person endures.

Under a clear sky, Chekov's wife stood there and watched Matthew rush into the media camp, and the media swarmed in an instant, as if they had found moldy cheese ants.

"It's Mr. Deputy Director!"

"Get over there!"

"Mr. Deputy Director, is the case of the New Mexico District FBI killed in a car -- drug traffickers -- retaliation against the Los Angeles authorities?"

"Mr. Deputy Director, has the FBI continued to trouble you after this case happened?"

"Mr. Deputy Director, what do you think of hearing that your son-in-law Chekov has entered the judicial process and is awaiting the court's decision? Also, do you think you are still suitable for the post of Deputy Commissioner of the Police Department? ”

No one pays attention to Matthew's current situation, and reporters don't care if their words are sharp, even if they report on verbal violence, cyberbullying or psychological harm every day, but when it comes to the moment, everyone is using two sets of standards.

For Matthew, the FBI was killed at most because of the grim situation, but the matter of Chekov and his daughter was like someone cutting their bodies with a knife.

What can he do?

Handcuff the reporter who asks the question?

He couldn't.

The only thing we can do is to answer fearlessly, under the photo album and the constantly flashing flashing lights: "We express our condolences to the FBI agents who died in the line of duty, and we promise to restore the whole truth to the whole of Los Angeles and arrest the murderer." ”

"People need justice!"

At that time, Matthew looked at the reporter who had just asked the last question: "I would like to ask this journalist gentleman, why is it that Chekov is not suitable to be the chief of police when he is facing the trial of the court?" Is it just because he is my son-in-law? Is this your justice? Or are you going to take down a police chief who has served Los Angeles for twenty years through no fault in order to boost newspaper sales! ”

After saying that, he squeezed out of the crowd, rushed up the steps and stood on a high place and shouted at all the media: "I can tell you responsibly, whether it is the police or ordinary people, we don't want anyone to die!" ”

"It's not that we're afraid of the crime rate, it's that we're afraid of people like the journalist just now, who always talk about things that shouldn't be feared like the end of the world, and they always want to find someone responsible before arresting the criminal, even if that person has nothing to do with what has happened!"

"I would now like to ask all the media in the room, if I am a police officer who is not very good at talking and can only solve crimes, who is responsible for me under the question he just asked? If I were an ordinary police detective who you didn't even give me a chance to speak and just speculated about what was written in the newspaper, who would I go to accuse the person who framed me? I also want to go to court, but don't forget that I'm still a police officer, should I put the safety of the entire Los Angeles people aside and concentrate on fighting your lawsuit? ”

"Again, you insulted the police, but the police are still solving cases, busy, and pursuing truth and justice."

"Los Angeles needs justice."

"The people need justice!"

"But don't forget, all of you, it's the police who are in need of justice the most!!"

He ignored the reporter's reaction and turned away when he said this, and this beautiful speech was only the beginning of a crisis PR.

Matthew's voice seemed to still hover in front of the Los Angeles Police Department, and the reporters who were still noisy just now were collectively dumbfounded by what he said, and even forgot to catch up and continue to ask, standing in place blankly, thinking about every word Matthew had just said.

In the police station, the heads and minds of the various district bureaus and the two special sub-bureaus were all gathered in the conference room, and the atmosphere in the conference room was very low and depressing.

When Matthew walked in, he was about to say something like 'I'm sorry I've been dragged down by the media,' but seeing this, and seeing that the old bureau chief didn't seem to have any intention of boosting morale, he suddenly rushed up to his place, and dropped the newspaper on the conference table.

"Everything—he-mom- look up! If any of you kill someone, go downstairs and turn yourself in, don't make me feel guilty about you! ”

The old director of Longzhong looked at the past with admiration in the uniform of the highest police rank in Los Angeles, if it weren't for Matthew's performance as a general at many critical moments, the old director would not have been able to help him all the way to the position of deputy director.

"Remember, your responsibility is only to not control the occurrence of a law and order case like the shooting death of the FBI, and by no means to take primary responsibility for this case! And these things, since the founding of the United States, no one has ever been able to completely control it!! ”

The old director finally spoke: "Matthew, how do you think we should deal with such a big public opinion storm after the FBI was shot?" ”

Matthew turned his head and said respectfully: "Mr. Director, I think it should be in the way of the Mi people." ”

"Our approach is simple, didn't the FBI say that their people died at the hands of drug dealers? Find out the people! ”

"Isn't the media asking how this case can dispel the panic of the population that the authorities are unable to completely eliminate the community - drug traffickers? Do it for them! ”

"Led by the Police Investigation Bureau and the Secret Service, all district bureaus will fully cooperate in ensuring the normal law and order in their jurisdictions, and this case must be solved!"

Preston thought of something and asked, "What about the FBI?" It's their people who died, and they're definitely investigating ......"

"Don't----bother with the FBI, if they have any problems, let them come to me, as long as people die in the jurisdiction of my Los Angeles Police Department, and I have an anti-crime and anti-narcotics department in the detective department of the Los Angeles Police Department, and when the media are blocked at the door of the police department, I dare to fight this lawsuit directly with the FBI all the way to the White House!"

After the impassioned, almost all the big and small bosses have a backbone, and with such a hard bone to carry on it, everything is easy to do.

Matthew suddenly shouted, "Are you waiting for me to invite you to lunch!" I want to celebrate the feast, and I'm talking about it when you catch me! (To be continued......)