Crunch.

The moment he opened the door and entered the conference room of the General Bureau in a wheelchair on the weekend, he saw that all the internal leaders of the police station were sitting on both sides of the long table, the Commercial Crime Investigation Bureau, the Criminal Investigation Bureau, the Homicide Bureau, the Ministry of Finance of the Police Department, the Director of the Police Investigation Bureau, the Director of the Special Operations Bureau, the Deputy Director Matthew and the Director of the Bureau were all in this room. ”

What the?

After saying this, the weekend didn't understand the situation in front of him at all, and any one of them in this room was at least two or three levels higher than him, how could such a person call himself in a meeting? This is not a regular meeting within the Anti-Crime and Narcotics Bureau.

The director still looked half-dead, and the whole person was piled up in the chair without any majesty: "Quinn, the person you are looking for is here, continue the topic just now." ”

Weekend turned his head and watched Quinn stand up, and an inexplicable thought popped up in his heart: "This guy can't come to trouble himself when so many people have died in the police station, right?" So how idiotic does he have to be to pick a time like this? ”

Quinn stood up and shouted, "Everyone! ”

"As I said, I felt that there was a problem with the New Mexico case from the planning to the on-site command, and now I can explain it to you."

Quinn looked at the weekend and asked, "Officer Zhou, yesterday morning's case was a plan you made, right?" ”

At that time, the weekend was at the door of the conference room, that is, the end of the conference table directly opposite the director, but after Quinn said this. Each department head turned his body in his place and looked in the direction of the weekend. That's a lot of attention.

Weekend glanced at Matthew in so many eyes. It's a very interesting moment, and it stands to reason that Matthew should always give the weekend a little bit of a signal at this juncture, whether it's his eyes or his chin, or staring at him and telling him to take it all down, or when everyone is paying attention to the weekend, he secretly points a finger at himself, indicating that the weekend can push the responsibility up...... At this time, the old monk Matthew crossed his fingers like a fixed one, and looked directly at Quinn without even the slightest hint, with a contemptuous smile on his face.

What does that mean?

Ignoring the weekend, he said directly: "It was my plan, and Mr. Porter, the director of the Special Operations Bureau, and Mr. Pablo, the sergeant of the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Bureau, were both there. But they didn't know as much about Mexicans as I did, so I arranged the whole thing from the moment I got the news. ”

The director didn't seem to take the turbulent waves in the conference room seriously, tilted his head and said in Director Matthew's ear, "This kid is good. ”

Matthew nodded, not even saying a single letter, he knew that with the volume of the director's speech, he would definitely not be able to hear it on the weekend.

Quinn asked again, "Officer Zhou, can you tell me." Why should the seconded detectives of the Anti-Crime and Narcotics Bureau be responsible for planning rather than executing such a large case? What is the Sergeant of the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Bureau doing? What is Sha Zhan doing? And what about the director of the Special Operations Bureau? Which of these three people is not more experienced than you and better suited to make a plan? ”

There was no Quinn aggressiveness on the weekend. On the contrary, it was surprisingly calm, and even the doubts that had been in the conference room so far were gone, and the whole person instantly entered the track that was seamlessly connected with the state in this room, like a smoothly moving train that had just set sail.

"Actually, I'm quite strange about that." Weekend looked up and asked, "How did I, an ordinary patrol officer who only joined last summer, become a seconded detective in the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Division of the Los Angeles Police Department?" ”

"Oh, I remember, it seems like the second time I was a patrolman in a shooting case, I fought with my partner and two Mexican killers in the streets, and then I hunted down Mexicans with patrols from the entire police station in the Gobi Desert in Texas...... It seems that in the streets of Los Angeles and New Mexico in the future, Chekov and desert ants are also one of them...... Sheriff Quinn, you're messing me up, how do I remember that I was in the Cecil Hotel murder and not you? No, you're the sheriff of the homicide section, how can the two patrol officers in charge of solving that case be named Adam and the other called Weekend, and it was these two people who made a bet with the FBI to make those high-ranking old men owe us one more time (he didn't know that Joe had completed the bet), and you, the scene of the two murders did not appear. ”

Burst.

Potter laughed directly, and waited for the laughter to come out before he was embarrassed to cover it with a cough: "Ahem, cough, um." What I thought in my heart was: "This kid's mouth is too damaged, and others say that he is incompetent, he is good, and his backhand is a slap in the face." ”

The weekend has changed, and it is no longer a patrolman who is silently under pressure in the Montek police station to counterattack in the case, nor is it a newcomer who is forced to go home and can only beat people to vent his anger. Now on the weekend, with Deputy Director Matthew and Pablo protecting his head, and the entire Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Bureau and the Western Branch Supporting His Feet, you are still bullying him at this time and expecting him to be silent? Why? That's the weekend when I was born and died again and again!

Quinn didn't panic, this was the flaw he deliberately revealed, waiting for the weekend to come with a punch. It's just a little accident, and the weekend directly pulled out the gun at the flaw, and pulled the trigger mercilessly.

"Good." He glared at the weekend, made up his mind to kill him at once, and then turned his gun and pointed directly at Matthew: "In other words, you admit that you made the plan for the New Mexico District this time." He threw off all the factors that were unfavorable to him, and only picked up what he needed and said: "May I ask Officer Zhou, do you admit that the Mexican who has blown up a grenade in Lambert's house is an extremely dangerous criminal?" ”

"I admit it." Weekend replied with a comfortable look.

"Do you admit that such a dangerous person must be treated with caution, and if a mistake occurs, he will face an irreparable situation?" After asking this question, Quinn did not let the weekend answer at all, and continued to ask: "In such an urgent situation, why did the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Section Shazhannik not investigate the number of Mexicans hiding when it was deployed?" And why not wait for some of the investigations to be clear, so that the Mexicans' hiding location, numbers, and weapons become the information we know, and then make a plan for the battle? ”

"Zhou, you are indeed very capable, you can solve cases, you can command the overall situation, but what the police department needs is not an admirer of individual heroism who sacrifices his comrades at will for the sake of glory!"

"Almost, as long as you investigate the specific hiding location and specific number of Mexicans, you are a hero to all of us, but you didn't do it, because your merits make you proud, and your status as a police star makes you have no scruples!"

What a cruel knife!

Quinn flashed his dagger as if he had found the weakest point of the entire plan, and then used all his strength to stab him in the blood splatter. Don't forget, throughout the police system in California and the United States, the person in charge of the plan and the person in charge of the on-site command will be responsible for the failure of the entire case.

TURNING TO LOOK AT MATTHEW, QUINN SPOKE AGAIN: "SIR, THAT'S WHAT I SAID WRONG, AND!" ”

Swish!

Everyone in the room seemed to see Quinn flash his second knife: "I think the commander-in-chief of this operation, that is, Pablo, must be the next person in charge, why would the sheriff of a department carry out a plan full of holes?" Why isn't there a second plan? ”

Director Potter couldn't take it anymore, glared at Quinn and said, "According to you, I have to be one of the people in charge?" ”

"Hmm!" Matthew coughed, and after terminating Potter's words, continued, "Quinn, you continue. ”

Quinn shook his head and said, "I do have a lot to say, but I think that the delay in this meeting is too long, and it is time for the leaders to take a stand." ”

Matthew looked in the direction of the chief, the chief sat up straight, looked at the weekend under everyone's attention, and said: "Officer Zhou, you need to answer Sheriff Quinn's question, it's okay, you can explain, tell everyone, do you have the authorization, for example, Sheriff Pablo assigned you to be responsible for making the plan, and then, after affirming your plan, he became the commander-in-chief." ”

"Nope."

At the end of the week, Matthew said as if he didn't feel any crisis at all: "No one gave me any authority. ”

Quinn knew that at such a moment, the conference room should be filled with surprise, and when those interjections came out and the anger in the hearts of all department leaders was generated, he would guide this anger directly to stomp the weekend to death!

"Quinn, I need to remind you that the commander-in-chief of this operation is not Pablo, it's me." Matthew said this in front of everyone, in front of all the department leaders of the entire police department.

Quinn looked surprised and said, "How can this be? You? In your experience, you wouldn't make such a mistake anyway. ”

Matthew's smile became happier and happier: "It's me." He looked directly at Quinn, but said to the weekend, "Officer Zhou, do you have anything else to say?" ”

At the end of the week, it was clear that Matthew's teasing Quinn was full of victory in his hands, and the meaning of this sentence at the moment was clearly saying, 'Come, you're responsible for slapping your face, and I'm responsible for pretending'.

Weekend calmly replied: "Yes." ”

All of a sudden, the atmosphere in the whole conference room has changed!

The sky has changed!

Click!

A thunderclap fell down the sky, full of majesty, the originally clear sky was covered by dark clouds in an instant, and the light in the conference room began to change from light to dark in a jealous turn. (To be continued.) )

PS: Well, I'm ready to be scolded for being a broken dog.