Same!

When Matthew saw their identification of the crystal's composition in the forensic department on the level where the Homicide Section was located, he automatically ignored the subtle discrepancies, and in his eyes, the identical data clearly proved the provenance of the drug.

Matthew, under great pressure, needed something to prove the existence of the Los Angeles police, and after a series of vicious cases were exposed by the media, the pressure of the entire police department was all on the shoulders of him, the deputy commissioner, and the report in front of him ...... Let him hold it in his hand at all, and he will never let go.

"Mr. Deputy Director......"

The head of the forensic department just asked, as if he wanted to inquire about the inside story, and he didn't wait to talk to the director's lord...... Matthew had already pinched the forensic report and turned around and walked to the elevator, leaving him there as if he hadn't heard what he was saying, and now, nothing was as important as the report in his hand.

No one knew how anxious Matthew was, Nicholas, Half-Ton - Poison - Product, Arturo plus himself could not reach out to save Chekov's daughter who was in a state of depression...... Matthew didn't want to lose any of them.

Bite.

When the elevator door opened, Matthew appeared on the floor of the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Bureau, where a few detectives had already returned with prisoners, some of whom had put street gangsters in the interrogation room, some were typing reports in front of the computer, and Pablo was the only one pacing back and forth in front of the office door.

"Pablo." Matthew walked over and reached out and handed over the report in his hand......

Swish.

Pablo looked up at Matthew with just one look, and the shock in those eyes betrayed him completely, even before he knew it would be the answer.

He had already read the report three times. So. This time, it only takes a glance to get an idea: "Mr. Deputy Director." What I said over the weekend is probably true. ”

"You're too conservative." Matthew looked firmly at the weekend in Pablo's office, leaning back in his chair and falling asleep: "What he said must be true, in my opinion, the case on the roof of the Cecil Hotel that the FBI is investigating is probably directly related to him." ”

"You mean......" Pablo seemed to understand, "he was the one who killed Adam?" ”

Matthew nodded and said, "Otherwise, why do you think a patrolman came here to ask for immunity?" ”

"I need to go to Sacramento."

Pablo didn't expect Matthew to make such a bet: "Mr. Deputy Chief, are you really going to the governor's office?" ”

"Time! The most important thing we lack now is time, and if we can get a resounding slap in the face just before the media is just preaching the incompetence of the California police, we won't have to face any crisis, or else. The longer it drags on, the worse it is for us. The crux of this matter is that even if we solve the case in the end, ordinary citizens who don't understand anything will shout in the bar, 'Lao Tzu's tax is just raising a bunch of waste, and it took so long to solve such a simple case.' Pablo, you have to understand that only people in this world who don't understand anything can see everything very simply, and you can't reason with this kind of person. ”

Matthew took back the forensic materials in Pablo's hand: "As far as our profession is concerned, most of the people of Los Angeles are in the camp of this kind of person. They only look at the results of the police station. ”

Matthew left, with a sense of helplessness that was not understood and the strength to resist it all. The man, who was older than Pablo, walked to the elevator without hesitation, and walked to the road of running for Los Angeles.

He is worthy of his position, worthy of his sense of justice, and even worthy of yelling at anyone for any reason in a hurry or simply hanging anyone there, because as long as he is alive, he is worthy of being trusted.

As he left, Pablo looked at Matthew's back and said to himself, "Is this what politics is called?" ”

If this thing is called politics, maybe Pablo will vote for Matthew at the beginning of the next election, at least he is a guy who can really carry the burden in Pablo's eyes, which I am afraid few people in the entire Los Angeles Police Department can do.

Call...... Call......

On the weekend, he snored slightly in the office, and he had no idea how time slipped away from him, as if he could no longer lift his eyelids in the blink of an eye, and the moment of relaxation made him completely lose all strength and fall asleep at a speed he had never felt before.

It was getting late with the weekend's snoring, and when Matthew reappeared at the police station and walked out of the elevator on the floor of the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Bureau, he hadn't woken up yet.

“SIR。”

“SIR。”

"Look, the boss of the five-person team is here."

"You know what, there's a patrol officer named Weekend who brings a key clue that is likely to ...... It has to do with the FBI murder. ”

The Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Bureau met Matthew who was returning with a file bag while all the people were working overtime, and there were two people behind him, and when these two guys in suits and leather shoes walked into the public office area, Matthew had already seen Pablo who was studying the development of the case with his subordinates: "Pablo, call the Ministry of Internal Affairs and ask them to send someone." ”

The cuffs of Pablo's shirt were still netted at the elbows, and when he heard Matthew's voice, he looked up at the other party and said, "SIR, did you get the waiver order back?" ”

Matthew finally smiled with some relief after so many days, "Yes, and I also got the justices to sign it, which means that this waiver order was allowed by both the court and the governor's office." He pointed to the two people behind him: "Let me introduce you, this is Roy from the court, this is Smith from the governor's office, and after you call someone from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, under the joint supervision of the police department, the governor's office, the court, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the final statement after signing will be made over the weekend." ”

"Okay, I'll do it."

Pablo was excited, it was the first time he had had the opportunity to deal with such a big case in all his years in this position, and it didn't matter to him whether he pardoned the patrolman or not, what he wanted was half a ton - poison - a whole half a ton!

"Hey, wake up, stinky boy, it's your lucky day."

On the weekend, he was pushed twice in Pablo's office, and when he woke up, he saw Pablo holding the phone and saying, "Ministry of Internal Affairs?" Mr. Matthew, I would like to invite you to visit the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Bureau...... Fart! My men did not take money that did not belong to us, and asked you to come just to be a witness. ”

Looking at Pablo's burning-bearded attitude, the weekend completely understood what kind of situation the police department and the Ministry of Internal Affairs were in.

"Go wash your face, your waiver order has come down, give you ten minutes, and then go to interrogation room 1."

Got up slowly on the weekend: "By the way, what about Chekov?" ”

"Don't worry, do you think we'll forget about him?"

……

Ten minutes later, when the weekend came out of the toilet, Chekov, who had changed into an orange prison suit, was arrested in handcuffs and leg irons to the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Bureau, and when the former partners met again, Chekov raised his chin with disdain, and on the weekend, he walked over to the room with the door number that said 'Interrogation Room No. 1'.

Crunch.

When Weekend opened the door and walked into the room, he found four men sitting in the room, none of whom he knew, but the man who instantly caught Weekend's eye among the four people took out a document from his briefcase after he entered the room and sat down......

I saw those words clearly on the weekend, a few words that I had been waiting for a long time - exemption order!

Chekov was escorted by a bailiff to sit next to him on the weekend, after which the bailiff withdrew.

"Zhou, this waiver is from the governor's office, and in order to dispel your defenses, I also made a special trip to the justice, that is, about the waiver order for the pardon of the two of you......" He repeated what he said to Pablo, and after a short pause, he changed his tone and said: "In a moment, the monitor will record everything you said tonight, and when you sign this waiver order, you have been pardoned." ”

"That's what the waiver order is all about, A, it's an employment agreement, and as of today, you're already part of the LAPD. I'll have to explain that I don't have the right to keep your Texas badge because of my secondment, and the only thing I can do is hire you again, without taking exams, without new training, and at your current salary to be hired in the Western Division, and when this is over, the only thing you have to do is call back to Texas and resign from that job. This employment agreement includes health insurance, accident insurance, pensions, and protection for the families of LAPD employees, so you can take a closer look at them later. ”

"B, it's the waiver agreement, and the agreement states that your continuous, complete work in the -- ice-poison -- case will be your exchange for this agreement, and you will be given full immunity from all the truthful statements tonight."

Matthew looked up at him and said, "Note that if you do not confess or make false statements, or if you fail to fulfill any of the above promises you have agreed to, and if we are unable to get the clues you deserve, then this agreement will be null and void." ”

Matthew would never give him a chance to tease him on the weekend.

"C, is a supplementary agreement, which includes an exemption for Chekov, but the compensation he should pay is not included in the immunity treaty. Of course, he also kept his police badge. ”

Until this second, it was still not clear that Matthew was Chekov's father-in-law, and he pushed the exemption order over in front of Matthew, looked at Chekov and said, "Sign, this time you know why I don't have time to take care of you, right?" ”

Chekov, the Russian brown bear who single-handedly killed the Wood Four and nearly hacked the entire Western Branch...... Silly! (To be continued......)