Mu Qingcheng's eyes flashed with an almost imperceptible glimmer.

There are many types of police in the United States, the FBI is the Department of Justice police, as well as state police, county police, county police, city police, rural police, mountain police, fire police, etc., which are not affiliated with each other, but only responsible to their respective governments and taxpayers.

In other words, the FBI can ask the local police to cooperate with the operation, but it does not naturally lead the local police, and the Brooklyn 8th through 15th block police are city police officers, and only accept the leadership of the New York City government, and the funds are also allocated by the New York City government.

Such a chaotic subordinate made Mu Qingcheng smell something.

After all, these policemen are pot-bellied, but they have guns in their hands, and if they have guns, they are an armed force, and they have the qualifications to be fishermen.

However, I am only a Chinese student, and this kind of thing cannot be opened by myself, and it is best for the police to take the initiative to participate.

So, Mu Qingcheng sighed and said helplessly: "It's also my bad luck......

Mu Qingcheng interpreted the whole thing in his own way, and the conversation with Qi Lin and Kent was almost word-for-word, but he was very careful, he didn't have his own thoughts throughout the article, and he didn't say a bad word about the FBI, he put himself in the perspective of a bystander, just highlighting the innocence of himself and Karina, and a little bit of private goods.

Sure enough, the police knew what was going on as soon as they heard it.

"Fuck!" said a fat cop angrily, "The FBI went too far, and actually used ordinary people to fish for drug lords, don't they know that it's dangerous?"

Another policeman smiled disdainfully: "The FBI's best thing is fishing, at least half of the major cases they have solved are fishing, how can you stop when you taste the sweetness, as for the life and death of ordinary people, hehe~~ Every year in the United States, there are more than 10,000 people killed by shootings, one or two unlucky ghosts, what is it?"

Of course, you can sue the FBI, but only if you have the money, can afford to hire a big-name lawyer in Manhattan, and can afford the lengthy judicial investigation, otherwise, you have to accept your fate!"

"Boss, I have an idea!" Sullivan hesitated for a moment, but said, "If the FBI can arrest drug lords, why can't we?" If we don't know, forget it, now that we know, why should we give this miracle to the FBI for nothing?

I think that we should keep in close contact with Mu Qingcheng and prepare carefully, once the Mexican drug lord appears, when the competition with the FBI is at its most intense, he will suddenly appear and give him a praying mantis to catch cicadas, and the yellow finch will follow, and with our participation, we can also protect Mu Qingcheng's safety as much as possible. “

"yes, boss, just do it!"

"We are us, the FBI is the FBI, we don't need to worry about them!"

"Mu Qingcheng is so pitiful, we should protect him!"

Suddenly, the police became agitated, and they all set their expectant eyes on Kelly!

Because the police department in the United States is only responsible to the government and taxpayers to which it belongs, and is not responsible to the higher police department, and the United States is a federal system, not a centralized system like in China, so the power of the American police chief is quite large, and he has the right to formulate major actions without reporting to his superiors.

Mu Qingcheng knew that he couldn't express his opinion at this time, but he couldn't go too far, so he looked around a little uneasily, looked at this, looked at that, and occasionally glanced at Kelly.

"Don't make a fuss, everyone!" Kelly frowned and said, "The stakes are high, I can't make a rash decision!"

"Boss, what are you hesitating about?

"Boss, do you just watch Mu Qingcheng die in vain?"

The police were urging urgently.

Mu Qingcheng felt that he had to say something, and immediately hugged his fists around: "Thank you for your kindness, but I think it's better not to participate, after all, drug lords are all guys who kill people without blinking, it's too dangerous, in case of an accident in the melee, I can't care if I break anyone." “

"What our police do is the work of licking blood with knives, what danger are we afraid of?"

"It's okay!" another very fat policeman waved his big meat hand: "We are covered in meat, and bullets can't penetrate it!"

Mu Qingcheng was stunned, and after thinking about it again, it seemed that there was really such a possibility.

Kelly also glanced at Mu Qingcheng meaningfully, and said: "The relationship with the FBI is not so simple, after all, we are the same system, and we all serve the national interests of the United States.

Mu Qingcheng, don't think about it too much, I know you need help, but please understand my distress, because I am a sheriff, I can't be rash, if the final result is not good for you, I will communicate with the FBI, you go back first. “

"Thanks, I'll go first. Mu Qingcheng smiled and waved his hand, and turned away.

He knew that it was already very interesting for Kelly to say such things, and at present, he had no way to influence Kelly at all, so he could only go home and wait for news.

Mu Qingcheng couldn't help but sigh secretly, who called himself an insignificant little person?

......

Long Island is a well-known wealthy area in New York, with a series of bays along the north, and a large number of wealthy families, such as Morgan and Rockefeller, who also own a lot of land.

On the beach exclusive to Morgan's family, an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl was surfing, her blonde hair was tied into a ponytail, and her toned body made all kinds of thrilling movements against the waves, sometimes hidden in the waves, and sometimes broke out of the waves, so that people had to pinch and sweat for her, but she was happy to do it, and it took a long time before she returned to the shore.

"Miss Milan, your surfing is becoming more and more professional, and if you try it against Karina again, I think she will be willing to lose. A female bodyguard in her twenties handed over a towel and smiled.

"It's a pity that I don't have a chance!" Milan smiled slightly, took the towel and wiped her body, while casually asking, "How has Karina been doing for the past week?"

"On Monday, Karina went to Queens Community College to report, and if you might expect, she was targeted that day by a young Mexican named Torres, whose father is a big drug lord in Mexico and who himself is very powerful among Mexicans," the female bodyguard said. “

"Oh?" Milan said with interest, "what about later?"

"This ......" female bodyguard showed a strange look.

Milan urged: "Tell me, is it being bullied? and even forced to go to the Mexican's bed? Hmph, I want to see, she usually pretends to be a saint, and when she really encounters such a thing, how can she deal with it?"

The female bodyguard gritted her teeth and said: "Miss Milan, it's a pity, maybe every princess in distress is destined to be guarded by a knight, Karina met a knight, it was a Chinese student named Mu Qingcheng, Karina sat beside him by the ghost."

Maybe...... He was captivated by Karina, and blocked Torres's shirt for Karina, and he knew Chinese kung fu, although he was coerced to go to the Black Panther Bar in Grand Army Square with Karina that night, but he defeated all his opponents and successfully escaped with Karina. “

"Oh?" Milan's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he chuckled, "What a coincidence, Karina, how can you have such good luck? “

The female bodyguard spread her hands: "Torres died on Thursday night, the police concluded that he died of an ecstasy overdose, oh, I must add, Torres was the one who sold ecstasy, and then on Friday, the FBI found Mu Qingcheng and Karina, what they said, it is not known for the time being." “

Suddenly, Milan's eyes lit up and he asked, "Do you believe that Reis took ecstasy to death?"

The female bodyguard shook her head and said, "I don't believe it, but the police have come to a conclusion." ”

Milan smiled coldly: "Every day, there are hundreds of unnatural deaths in New York, the vast majority of which are colored people and immigrants, and it is impossible for the police to investigate the cause of death one by one, as long as there is a similar evidence, they will make a conclusion as quickly as possible."

I'm sure Torres must have been killed by Mu Qingcheng, and he cut through the mess with a quick knife, a Chinese student has such courage and good means, but ...... It seems that his troubles have just begun, and the Mexicans will not let him go, and the FBI is also a bunch of unprofitable and early rising guys, giggle~~ This is getting more and more interesting.

You check the bottom of that Mu Qingcheng for me, keep an eye on him, and report to me as soon as there is any trouble!"

"Yes, Miss Milan!"

The female bodyguard respectfully responded.