“APLUS？”

The lyrics of this pop song called Be What You want Be Be are a little bit of a mouthful, but very inspirational, and the melody and arrangement are great, 'Doctor, actor, lawyer, or singer, why not the Grand Commander?' Be a dreamer, you can be whoever you want to be......"

It just so happened that Step Up, the theme song of my life, was taken away by Mariah Carey, and this song can be made up, which is higher than the love song of Step Up, and can better sublimate the plot of the inspirational direction of the movie, "Hmm...... At the end of the credits, when the credits came out, it was just right. ”

“APLUS！？” was thinking about it beautifully, and was called back to his senses by Michelle's husband, "Why did you suddenly start to stay?" ”

"It's nothing, I was a little inspired just now, when I heard your remarks about the Grand Commander." Song Yaxin said that this guy can also give the apocalypse, it seems that I will play more with him in the future?

"Haha......" he smiled and looked at the court, "forget about it, it was just a joke." ”

Song Ya said: "When I first entered the music industry, I occasionally heard someone say that the reason why the White House is called the White House ......"

"And it's not just because it's painted white." Michelle's husband picked up the second half of the sentence, "This sentence is a bit old. ”

"There's still a ceiling, right?" Song Ya asked: "Of course, Dingkins has been the mayor of New York for almost four years, but he can't even be re-elected, except for blacks and Latinos, no other race dislikes him." ”

"Hey! Let's not talk about this in the gym. ”

Michelle's husband clapped his hands and stood up, "Michelle is more interested in these, aren't you going to meet her in South Africa?" Can you talk more, are you resting? ”

"I'm not playing, and those guys are doing their best when I'm on the field." Song Ya smiled bitterly.

"Come on."

"No, there's a camera over there." Song Ya declined.

"Come on! Don't be reserved! ”

"Uh......" was loosening his heart, and old Mike came to the rescue with his phone, "APLUS, Vic." ”

"Vic?"

Song Ya confessed to him and followed Old Mike to a secluded place in the gymnasium, "Did he catch someone?" ”

"Caught." Old Mike replied.

"Called the police, everything went according to plan?"

"They're not going to mess it up."

"Give me my phone." Song Ya dialed Mariah Carey, "Mimi, did the police come just now?" ”

"Nope! I was rehearsing at the headquarters and just got a call! ”

Mariah Carey was alarmed, and she lowered her voice like a thief, "What should I say when I take notes!?" They're coming soon! ”

"As we agreed, remember? You don't know it, you're a victim, there's nothing to be afraid of. Song Ya said: "It's inconvenient to say on the phone, I'll go to New York immediately." ”

"Okay." She hung up.

"Old Mike, let's go! Call Goodman. ”

Just on vacation, Song Ya led people to New York in a hurry, "Boy, what did you say?" We're not going to miss it! ”

They met Vic in the hotel room they had agreed upon, and the bald man chewed gum, triumphantly lifted his trouser belt, and shouted, "Three guys, ha! One of them is also the official maintenance staff of the United States Telegraph and Telephone Company! They came with a swagger during the day, and we didn't even miss the wind! ”

"Did you call the police?" Song Ya cautiously glanced at his two teammates wandering around the suite, closed the door, and confirmed again.

"Our colleagues in New York came very quickly, and we handed over all the relevant evidence and people." Vic replied, "We've taken all the transcripts, and we've left Sean in Tribeca to work with them. ”

"On schedule?"

"Yes, as planned! Are you bothered, who am I? Ha ha! He patted Song Ya's arm, "Put your heart in your stomach, we did it very cleanly and neatly!" ”

"The surveillance hasn't been exposed, has it?" Song Ya is still not at ease.

"Nope." Vic pulls out a cassette of tapes from behind his back.

"Let's see."

Song Ya asked Old Mike to put the videotape into the video recorder, because it was daytime, and the surveillance screen was very bright, facing the location of the weak current well where the eavesdropping device was hidden.

"We thought they would come at night, so we adjusted the sensitivity." Vic explained.

There was no big problem, the time in the corner of the picture quickly reached more than twelve o'clock in the afternoon, a young white man wearing a uniform of the telegraph and telephone company, and a middle-aged white man wearing an old-fashioned top hat walked to the front of the weak electric well, the man in uniform began to disassemble the equipment, and the man in the top hat helped to look left and right at the wind.

"There was another person at the top of the stairs, also looking at the wind, and the picture was not taken, but we still caught him." Vic added.

No passers-by bothered them, and when the man in uniform took out the large tape recorder and battery and handed them to the man in the top hat, Vic and the four of them appeared on one side of the frame, Vic and Sean rushed over like wild boars, pinning the man against the wall, and the other two rushed to the corridor where the other white man was captured.

"I yell, officer!" Vic explained: "They understood right away that these guys were prepared, and as soon as they were stolen, they shouted that they wouldn't say anything until they saw the lawyer. ”

At this time, a cleaning handyman began to hear the sound and came over, and the building manager soon came, and he called the police.

The New York police officers soon arrived at the scene, and Vic chatted with them and handed over all the evidence and people by the way, after all, they were being suspended and this was New York.

It's really neat, and Vic also pretends to help escort him, allowing the three suspects to swing in close circles under hidden surveillance to make up for the blurred faces caused by the sensitivity of the lens.

On the one hand, it confirms that people and things are arranged by Motura, but on the other hand, it also shows that he can indeed instruct Italians in New York to help with dirty words, reminiscent of the rumors that he had a relationship with the mafia......

"You're not going to hand it over to the police, are you?" Vic asked, pouting Nunu on the VCR.

"Yes, after all, it's hard to explain why we presciently set up surveillance."

The police pressed the three suspects to leave, Vic and the others followed, only two female cleaning aunts were left next to the weak electric well, Song Ya withdrew the tape and took it in her hand, "So this thing can only be used for self-protection." ”

"We did what we had to do anyway." Vic said nonchalantly.

"Why did you come to New York?"

"We came to that building to prove our innocence and track down the case of the Chicago mischief." Vic lifted his chin, "So we're going back?" Sean will stay an extra day or two to see how efficient the New York police are. ”

"He ......"

"We're police officers, don't worry, Sean knows what he's going to say." Vic said impatiently, "You were still drinking milk when we caught criminals on the streets of Chicago!" ”

Exchanging glances with Old Mike, Song Ya nodded, "Yes, thanks, Vic." ”

Vic glared closer, "Stay away from my daughter!" ”

"Cassiti is now on her way to South Africa, where there's a youth exchange program, which is a great way to add points to your resume." "She wanted to apply for a full scholarship to the University of Chicago instead, but it wasn't like a special scholarship for the families of police officers and firefighters, which was too difficult to get, so I would have transferred all of your compensation to a special account to pay for her college tuition," Song Ya said. ”

Vic nodded, didn't say anything more, turned around and opened the door, packed up with his teammates and left the hotel.