Chapter 180, Wyoming Airport Shooting
Friday, June 22nd. As the people of New York City went on a frenzy of indictments, things began to spiral out of control.
Crime rates are rising in New York City's boroughs, and ghosts from all walks of life are poking their heads out to join the fray.
This puts a lot of pressure on the NYPD. The NYPD's ace team was involved in the leakage of the witness protection plan, and now there are frequent chaos in New York City, which is simply worse for the NYPD.
Director Reagan was even more angry, and recently NYPD police officers did not dare to speak out when passing by the director's office, for fear of attracting the attention of Director Reagan and then being angry.
Noon, Mexican restaurant. Brooklyn receives a message from a flight attendant. The flight attendant who made a good impression of Brooklyn sent a photo.
The photograph is on an airplane, and the subject is several athletic men. Flight attendant caption
"Recently, the air police have become more and more excellent, are all excellent men going to participate in the air police selection? Your Excellency, which of them do you think I should talk to? "The flight attendants made a very good impression of Brooklyn.
He was natural and generous. When talking to Brooklyn, I will not feel inferior because of my TXL status, nor will I be inexplicably superior because of my TXL status.
He maintains a normal attitude towards his identity, does not think that he deserves preferential treatment because he is TXL, and he never attributes his frustrations to his TXL status.
Flight attendants give Brooklyn the feeling of being a normal, ordinary person. TXL is really not a big deal for Brooklyn, and he's seen so many shocking parties in court.
If you are in love with cats and dogs, if you like plants, you want to marry a willow tree...... People who like a group of people to play cards, who love role-playing, who can't get excited without blood, and who make a lot of trouble...... He's seen too much.
It seems that he didn't receive a reply from Brooklyn, and the flight attendant sent another one
"I feel like he's just like me, I just don't know if he has a partner." And then a photo.
Immediately after that, another message.
"I'm on, good luck with me!" Brooklyn looked at it and replied
"That's not air guards, you'd better not go near them."
"Why? Not an air policeman? What is that? "What is it? Brooklyn didn't know either. Although Brooklyn didn't know who these people were, he knew that these people were definitely not air police.
First of all, this is a federal domestic flight, and there have been no recent hijackings, and I have not heard of any madmen who want to launch an attack on the Federation.
Since 911, the federal government has attached great importance to the safety of flights, and sending plainclothes air police to fly with them is a new regulation introduced after 911.
But it is not so important that even a domestic flight has to send several air police. Moreover, the air police required to be plainclothes, disguised as passengers, boarded with passengers, and secretly followed.
Only in the event of an emergency, the time and space police will reveal the identity of Liang. Under normal circumstances, when a flight comes down, the crew will not know who the air police are at all.
At present, the flight attendants not only find out who the air police are, but these 'air police' are also behaving so unnaturally. Brooklyn looked closely at the photos sent by the flight attendants, and he noticed that these people seemed to be leisurely, but they were actually a little nervous, they seemed to be looking around, and they were actually very purposeful.
They've most likely been eyeing a target for a while. Thinking of this, Brooklyn glanced up at Ray.
"Don't mess with them, I'll introduce my brother to you." 'A word is a certainty! Brooklyn put away his phone and continued to enjoy his lunch.
In the afternoon, Brooklyn received a piece of news: "There was a shooting at the Wyoming airport, three Asian men were hit and died on the spot, and a gunman was injured by police and arrested" Shortly after reading this news, the flight attendant sent a message.
"Scared the hell out of me, you're right." The accompanying picture is a photo of the airport being blocked.
"I'm afraid that friend of yours will have to wait a while to introduce him to me." The flight attendant sent another message. Without waiting for Brooklyn to ask, he gave an explanation.
The police cordoned off the airport and detained all the passengers and crew on the flight to investigate the murderer.
Brooklyn thought for a moment and typed ask
"Are the three people who were attacked also passengers?" The flight attendant replied quickly
"Not three, there were a dozen people on stretchers." As soon as the message came, it was withdrawn.
Brooklyn had to ask again, and the flight attendant sent another message.
"I'm going to take notes, and I'll introduce your brother to me when I get back to New York." Brooklyn stared at the screen for a moment, thoughtful.
Half an hour later, the news about the airport shooting was still flooding the Internet. The federal government has been nervous about aviation safety since 911.
The NSA's response was swift, and less than two hours later, a press conference was held to report on the incident and the progress of the investigation.
The NSA declared at a press conference that it was a gang vendetta. Four gang gunmen in Brooklyn, New York City, followed the enemy, followed them all the way from New York on a plane, and opened fire when they found a target at the airport.
After hitting the target, the gunman was picked up by local gang members. The N.S.A. said it would immediately launch an investigation and that the injured at the airport had been taken to hospital for treatment.
In addition to the NSA and the local police, there were also FBI personnel present at the press conference. This is a normal thing, and the FBI not only enforces the law throughout the Federation, but they also cooperate with several countries outside the Federation.
An FBI spokesman said they had launched an investigation into the incident and that the gunman had been identified as a member of a gang called Hellfire in Brooklyn, New York City.
The F.B.I.'s spokesperson also claimed that they had the identities of the four gunmen, who lived on West 23rd Street in Manhattan, and that they would be able to obtain warrants for their arrest after the press conference.
Brooklyn stared at the address of 'West 23rd Street, Manhattan', and it didn't feel good. The Federalists are sensitive to aviation safety, which stems from the fear of 911.
It's true that gangs in the Federation are powerful and chaotic, but as long as their brains haven't been eaten up by zombies, gang forces should know what they can and can't do.
It's okay to find a shootout in an inaccessible alley in the middle of the night, and the patrol will help collect the body after the shootout.
As long as the perpetrator is handed over afterwards, the police will accept the order. The police don't care if the people they hand over are real murderers, they are all gang members anyway, they are all a group of social dregs, and they all have to be put in prison.
Cross-state firefights are a vigilance because they involve not only the police, but also the possibility of attracting the attention of the FBI.
Cross-state firefights come at a cost, and ordinary gangs don't do that. Sending gunmen to the plane to track the target, and after the plane landed, shooting the target without waiting for the target to leave the airport, this is looking for death.
Not only will the FBI be introduced, but the NSA will also step in. No gang would be stupid enough to do that.
Besides, Brooklyn has also heard of "Hellfire", which is a small local gang in New York, and it is not even ranked in New York.
Brooklyn felt insulted when he said that Hellfire had the guts to make such a big move, saying that Hellfire was in possession of a gun.
In addition, this matter is also full of loopholes. First and foremost, the issue of guns. First, there is the issue of weapons.
Where did the gun come from? How did they get on the plane? I really think this is a movie, and the federal airport can be hijacked as much as you want?
The second is the issue of personnel. What about the Air Police? What about the security forces at New York airports? Can such an obvious suspicious person board the plane?
You know, even the flight attendants can see that these people are not simple, and the gunman is almost about to engrave 'I'm not simple' on his face, in this state, there is no movement at all between the air police and the guard at the New York airport?
Finally, there is the press conference. It took less than two hours to convene, which was too fast. What was announced at the press conference was even more ridiculous.
When did the Confederation become so efficient? Less than two hours have passed since the shooting, the scene has been cleared, the basic situation has been fully understood, the wounded have been resettled, and even the background of the gunman has been investigated.
Everything is ready to wait for the arrest warrant to be approved and the investigation will be launched. This page is too fast. I don't dare to act like this in the movie.
Brooklyn closed the page and got up to reach the judge on duty. Before I got to the door, I saw several FBI agents coming out of the house, still holding a file bag in their hands.
After a while, the arrest warrant was approved. Brooklyn casually brushed shoulders with the FBI agent and went straight to the bathroom at the end of the hallway.
He had served as a judge on duty and knew how troublesome it was for the judge on duty to approve an arrest warrant. Even a 'generous' judge like him needs to listen to the detectives tell the story of the incident, then call for verification, and then think twice before signing the arrest warrant.
Even if the FBI had sent someone to contact the judge on duty from the beginning of the shooting, and sent someone to rush here while making contact, two hours would not be enough.
Coming out of the bathroom, Brooklyn hurried back to the inner court. As he walked into the office, he noticed that Michael's office had been locked and it was quiet.
Glancing in the direction of Michael's office, Brooklyn withdrew his gaze and pushed the door open.
"Bob, where's Ray?" Brooklyn called Bob and asked. Bob froze
"He said he was going to pick up a modified firearm and went out." Seeing that Brooklyn's face was not right, Bob asked
"Didn't he tell you?"
"Going to court?" Asking, Bob pulls out his phone and prepares to call Ray back. Brooklyn didn't stop and watched in silence as Bob dialed Ray's call.
Calls went unanswered. After waiting for a few moments, turn to voice mail. Brooklyn didn't get up, and though he was anxious and desperate to get to Manhattan, he didn't.
"Forget it." Brooklyn flipped through the dossier on the table
"I wanted to take advantage of the time to see this eucalyptus. Since he's not there, forget it. Brooklyn casually instructed as he looked down and flipped through the file
"You go to the judge on duty and sift through tomorrow's indictment. Don't bring another bunch of inexplicable eucalyptus. Bob put away his phone and left confused.
He wants to ask, tomorrow is Saturday, are you sure? …………………………………… Councillor Winston hasn't been feeling good lately.
He had just finished a speech when he pushed away the gathered media reporters, boarded the car, and prepared to rush to the campaign office.
Everything was fine, his approval ratings continued to rise, the situation was good, and the balance of victory tilted steadily and firmly in his favor.
As a result, the citizens of New York have suddenly gone crazy recently. They are crazy to sue the government, the police, the associations, the parliamentarians, the hospitals...... Sue everyone they can.
Environmental problems, public security problems, and efficiency problems...... All sorts of problems suddenly erupted and were put on the table by the citizens.
Winston's approval ratings began to decline. It's not just his approval rating that is declining, it's everyone's approval rating.
A man who said he was from New York Harbor and had been seafarers for three generations declared that he was running for governor.
The man, who has been a seafarer for three generations, has vowed to revolutionize the corrupt state government, and if voters vote for him, he will rectify the state government's inaction, slow action, bribery, and other problems.
He declared that he wanted to change the sordid city and give New York City a new look. Winston opened the window a slit and sniffed.
Where is it dirty and where does it stink? Winston was eager to ask this guy who had been seafarers for three generations, did he understand politics?
Does he know balance? Does he know what the Democratic Party is called and what the Communist Party is called? Does he know what it means to campaign? Does he understand what the governor is going to do?
Can anyone really be a governor? Is it really just a matter of talking? Winston was a little puzzled.
But what he couldn't understand was that the citizens of New York City didn't know what they were bewitched about, and they really believed the nonsense of this guy whose ancestors had been seafarers for three generations.
This guy who is poor and white, who doesn't even have a campaign team, and who doesn't know where he came from, has gained a lot of support!
Winston felt a little unable to understand the world. This emerging seafarer gentleman is just like his profession, with a rude and unreasonable posture, a strong appearance in front of everyone, and with an even more arrogant and unreasonable rude posture, the normal situation of the New York gubernatorial election has been mixed into a pot of porridge.
Winston and his competitors were all beaten dumb by the seaman's punch. They were a little confused about Mr. Seafarer.
To be cautious, everyone is choosing to wait and see. The rise so suddenly, and so strongly, that the contenders suspect that this is a killer move that one side has prepared in advance.
Winston flipped through the news in the car for a while, and also saw reports of the shooting at the Wyoming airport.
But he didn't care, just glanced at it and swiped it over. For him, the most important thing at this stage is to campaign.
He needs to go back to the campaign office and talk to the campaign team about whether he wants to change his campaign strategy.
Winston believes that at this moment, his old rivals are doing the same. The sudden emergence of Mr. Seafarer is like a catfish, prompting a wonderful change in the gubernatorial race.