Chapter 21: The Dawn

In the corridor outside the hospital's operating room, he sat in a wheelchair on the weekend without saying a word, and his injury was not serious, but the doctor told him not to touch the ground with that foot recently, and to wait as much as possible until the injury was completely healed before rehabilitation. "That's right, it's strange to jump from such a high place on a weekend without getting hurt.

Hearing these two words, the weekend was not worried, did the processing, took the medicine, and appeared directly outside the door of Chekov's operating room, where Catherine and Matthew were still standing, and Matthew told him that the operation had been going on for an afternoon, and there was no news yet.

At the same time that these words entered the weekend's ears, he lowered his head, and deep down in his heart carried a huge burden, and sat outside the operating room for a whole afternoon without making a sound.

"It's not your fault."

Pablo arrived at dark and had a brief conversation with Matthew, and then sat down in a chair next to him and said, "Chekov was targeted by the Mexicans, who knocked over Chekov's car and shot Chekov twice in the back as he was about to climb out of the car." I don't know how Chekov survived, but when I arrived with my men on the scene, I saw the bodies of two Mexicans, one of whom had his neck broken, and the other with his chest rotten from a shotgun. ”

The weekend remained silent and silent.

Pablo habitually rolled up his sleeves and continued in the quiet corridor: "I went to see the scene of the crime, and there is still one person alive in the crime, Zhou. This matter will not be so simple. Wait for Chekov to be out of danger. I'll go to the FBI and get the case back, and the people who shot you and Chekov will be punished. ”

Matthew didn't show any attitude at this time, but Pablo's next sentence made his eyes glare.

"Also, there's nothing wrong with your 'girlfriend', she's just been hit with a stun gun and she's in the FBI interrogation room right now, you know what I mean, right?" He is a mountain king who will take care of his subordinates in every way. The message told Weekend meant that when the case returned to the Anti-Crime and Drug Enforcement Bureau, Yoda's affairs would be handled best in his own hands.

But in Matthew's eyes, this is not the case at all: "Pablo, stop putting pressure on the weekend. ”

He didn't want the case to come back at all, because Los Angeles had been a mess for Matthew lately!

Today's two assaults on the police, the body recovered by the marine police in the morning, and the murder of Wood, who was taken over by the FBI, Los Angeles was quiet for a long time, and all three major cases came to the door in the blink of an eye. That will only reduce the pressure on others and increase the burden on themselves. What's more, that woman is Lambert's daughter. Lambert is an FBI person, and he has his own case, what are you Pablo doing?

Pabloli ignored him and gently patted Weekend's shoulder, very resolute.

It's no wonder that Pablo would rather work on this case under pressure, now Chekov's life and death are uncertain, he is in a wheelchair with a sprained ankle on the weekend, and his 'girlfriend's home is ruined by the grenade explosion on the weekend, he can't swallow this breath!

Who is Pablo? In Los Angeles, no gang has ever dared to deal with the Anti-Crime and Drug Enforcement Bureau like this, if the case is handed over, will his detectives still have a sense of security in the future?

Syllable.

At this moment, the lights in the operating room went out, and when the doctor took the lead out of the operating room, Matthew, Catherine, and Pablo surrounded them at the same time, all looking at the bloody doctor one by one, afraid of getting bad news.

"Mr. Matthew, Ms. Catherine, you don't have to worry, the blood on my body is indeed Mr. Chekov's, but it was a blood splatter that had to be experienced in order to remove the bullet, and we quickly stabilized the situation and gave Mr. Chekov the best treatment. He is fine, but he will go through a very long period of recuperation, he will probably be in a coma for more than twenty-four hours after the operation, and he will often feel tired for a period of time after waking up, but it doesn't matter, Mr. Chekov is in very good physical condition and will quickly get through those difficult phases. ”

Call.

Weekend let out a long breath, and this deep breath made the big stone in his heart disappear: "Boss." ”

While Pablo was watching the weekend at the doctor's side, Chekov was ignored and pushed out of the operating room, and then Catherine and Matthew followed to the hospital room, and the moment when only the two of them were left in this corridor: "The Mexicans will come again." ”

"What?" After hearing this, Pablo answered: "I just sent someone to the FBI to find out the news, as long as I know exactly who the Mexicans who are coming to Los Angeles, I will immediately block all the passages leaving Los Angeles......"

"Grenade." "Neither the gangs nor the militants on the Mexican border will use grenades in Los Angeles easily, and once a grenade is blown up in Los Angeles, the whole case will be different," he continued over the weekend. This is not the Mexican border that no one cares about, and the media here is not the Mexican media where the mayor of Mexico is brutally murdered by drug traffickers and does not stir up international opinion, this is Hollywood, this is Beverly Hills, and the use of grenades in such places requires careful thinking and can never be the result of impulse. ”

Pablo looked at the weekend, blinked and didn't speak.

"I don't know who the person who came, but this person must have a very close relationship with Arturo, and Chekov and I will not leave Los Angeles if he or she does not die."

Pablo quickly pulled out the phone: "I'll call the local branch office and ask them to send someone to guard Chekov's ward 24 hours a day." ”

"Don't."

Weekend looked at Pablo very seriously and said: "Call the Special Operations Bureau, these people's equipment is not something that the patrol can handle, without Yoda, I am already dead." ”

"Yoda?"

As he was thinking about the weekend, he was suddenly reminded by Pablo's confused name, explaining: "Charlotte. She has schizophrenia, Yoda is another personality, please inform the FBI of this, Charlotte is not suitable for interrogation, she should go to the hospital for systematic treatment. ”

Pablo, who was shocked by so much information, didn't know what to say, and watched the weekend open his mouth very seriously, but he never made any sound.

"Boss, I'm going to take a vacation."

Pablo looked at the wheelchair under him over the weekend and asked, "Canceling the holiday?" ”

Weekend nodded, gritted his back molars, and said, "As long as these Mexicans are still in Los Angeles for a day, I can't live a normal life." ”

"Your feet?"

Weekend shook his head and said, "Nothing. ”

He added: "Boss, you should immediately hold a press conference and announce to the entire country that the Los Angeles Police Department is determined to declare war on those Mexicans......"

"What a joke!" Pablo heard this and said excitedly: "I asked people to protect Chekov just to dig a trap here and wait for those Mexicans to fall into the net!" ”

"But we can't afford a war anywhere in the city!" The weekend was all about pressure, and a big battle in New Mexico a few months ago still haunts the heart of the day, and the city of Los Angeles can't be a 'place of a hundred battles.'" This is the entertainment center of the United States, not the Texas Gobi.

"Announcing to the entire American society that the determination of the Los Angeles police can at least make these Mexicans honest for a while, in addition, boss, you have to do two things next, first, never go to the FBI to take the case back into our hands, you also saw Matthew's attitude just now, you held a press conference to make a gesture will not make this big man angry, but once you really negotiate, it will be different; Second, if Matthew is offered a plan to increase patrols, Matthew will definitely agree, which will not only deter Mexicans, but also improve the LAPPD's posture of declaring war on Mexicans. ”

Pablo glanced at the weekend and asked, "And wait for those Mexicans to turn themselves in?" ”

"I'll take care of the rest."

"How?"

Weekend showed a sneer: "Secretly." ”

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"Didn't we just dig up a transportation line? You try to catch as many fish as you can along this line on the surface to save face for Matthew, and the bigger the noise, the better. ”

"With this name on it, Matthew won't have any opinions, as long as those prisoners will confess, he can seize the time node to save face for the Los Angeles Police Department, as for who we exchanged with the arrested prisoners with the criminal prosecution transaction, and who did they bite out, do you think Matthew is still in the mood at this stage?"

Pablo saw a completely different weekend, the previous weekend was a master of solving crimes in his eyes, not only proficient in various theoretical knowledge, but also good at sorting out ideas for solving cases. But now, this weekend has become even more perfect, and he has begun to lay out the layout, both to connect the upper and lower levels, but also to hit the enemy's vital point with one punch, and to wiggle the resources of the entire LAPD in the palm of his hand, so that no one can find fault with it.

Pablo couldn't imagine why the weekend had grown so fast, but he seemed to see a prototype, one that could turn from a hand to a cloud to a rain at the Los Angeles Police Department.

"I'm really too much to care about between you and Quinn." Pablo laughed self-deprecatingly.

The weekend asked rhetorically, "Why?" ”

"He's no match for you at all."

Weekend told the truth: "No, there was neither the qualifications nor the ability to fight against him at the time, and Matthew has not been able to kick him out of the police system until now to see what this guy is capable of." ”

"What's different now?"

"I can't say." Weekend smiled at Pablo and said, "Did you drive?" Take me to the FBI headquarters, I'm going to see Yoda. ”

Tick, tick, tick.

When a familiar phone rang, Weekend took out his phone, and when he saw an unfamiliar phone number, he answered and asked, "Hello?" ”

When the voice on the phone came, Weekend immediately said to Pablo: "Hurry up and take me to Lambert's house first, I forgot my two children in the car!" (To be continued.) )