Chapter 553: Good Cop Owen

Although it was winter, it was a rare sunny day in London, but for Owen, the morning was extremely unpleasant. And this kind of unhappiness is not a matter of a day or two.

He is 35 years old this year, and he is a top student who graduated from the police academy, and after joining the police department at the age of 24, he has been working for nine years, watching the colleagues who entered the police station with him either promoted to chief or sergeant, he is really uncomfortable, because he has been working for nine years, but he has only been promoted from an ordinary police officer to the position of a deputy captain.

Although the deputy captain is also an official, but he has no real name, and all the power is in the hands of the captain, the sergeant, and the director, and he is at best commanding the dozen or so police officers under him, but whether these police officers listen to him or not is another matter.

Sometimes, he also wonders why he can't be promoted, is it wrong for him to think about the country?

He doesn't know how to give gifts, not to mention, with his meager salary, he still has to support his wife who is a full-time housewife at home, and a son who goes to school, how can he have the money to give gifts to his boss?

So, Owen planned to use his real talent and learning to make a career, and his nine years of hard work did impress some people, so he was promoted to vice captain, but he offended more people.

No, a few months ago, he took over because of a case of molesting a young girl, and the suspect was the nephew of the deputy director, and now there is no deputy captain, no credit and hard work, so the police station did not fire him, but directly issued him a motorcycle and told him to take care of the traffic.

If you manage the traffic, you will manage the traffic, and it doesn't matter if you get this kind of lot that is often full of traffic accidents, he doesn't care, as long as he is willing to work hard and work hard, he will have a bright future.

Early this morning, Owen came to the police station as usual, and as soon as he turned onto the road on his motorcycle, he was stopped by another young policeman, saying that he had just graduated and joined the police force, and asked him to follow him.

Owen didn't think much about it, so he took the policeman to the section of the road under his jurisdiction, but not long after he came, two private cars had an accident, and it happened in the most crowded bitter mouth, Owen After investigating the approximate cause of the accident, he persuaded the two to drive the car to the police station first, and then discuss compensation, but neither of them was willing.

Looking at the blocked traffic and the honking and swearing, Owen was really helpless. He even thought that when technology was developed to the point that cars could fly into the sky, maybe it wouldn't be like this. But if you think about it another way, the cars are flying into the sky, that is, the ground is not blocked and the sky is blocked.

Depressed to depressed, Owen still has to deal with it. But when he was about to negotiate with the two car owners again, he suddenly heard a violent brake sound, and then saw a heavy goods vehicle crash a supercar into the wall. And the owner of the van also ran away.

Too late to care about the owner of the truck, Owen squeezed through the crowd with the young policeman.

Seeing a young man and woman standing next to the supercar, and there was no one in the car, Owen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but fortunately there were no casualties.

But just as he was about to open his mouth to ask, there was a sudden situation, and the young policeman behind him actually pulled out a gun from his waist and shot directly at the man and woman, and shouted that they were terrorists.

Owen was stupid for a while, and before he could figure out how the traffic policeman could have a gun on him, he had already fired. The loud noise made his eardrums buzz, and when he reacted, he found that the gun in the young policeman's hand had exploded, and his wrist had been blown off, and the red blood splattered all over him.

The crowd was chaotic, Owen was stupid, and the body of the policeman on the ground twitched violently, and then he didn't move again.

Owen was terrified, looked at the bloody hole in the policeman's eyebrows, and then looked at the man and woman in front of him.

Are they really terrorists?

"No, don't move, lift, lift, raise your hands. But as a police officer, Owen did not flinch, clasped the handcuffs on his waist with one hand, grabbed the walkie-talkie hanging on his shoulder with the other, and hurriedly began to ask for help.

"Hey, we're not terrorists. Qin Shaojie shouted at Owen.

"Don't move, put your hands up, don't move. When Owen saw Qin Shaojie walking towards him, he immediately shouted.

"I said, can't you understand the words?" Qin Shaojie said depressedly. "We are not terrorists. ”

"I don't care if you're terrorists or not, but the policeman on the ground is dead, and his death has nothing to do with you, you have to go back to the police station with me. Owen forced himself to compose. "Don't be impulsive, you can't run, help will come soon. ”

"Damn, you really can't get in the oil and salt. Qin Shaojie said depressedly. However, he admired this policeman a little, and in the face of his own 'terrorist', he didn't even have a gun in his hand, and he didn't run away.

"Hey, I said, do you want to be the governor?" Qin Shaojie said suddenly.

"Don't speak, put your hands up. Owen didn't listen to Qin Shaojie at all, he was now in an extremely nervous state, for fear that if he didn't pay attention to Qin Shaojie and let him run away, his own country would be messed up by him.

"Hey. Qin Shaojie sighed helplessly, patted Lindsell on the shoulder, and said. "My dear, you will be sad later, deal with this matter first, we have been out for twenty minutes, and if we delay it any longer, I will go to see God with his wife and children. ”

When Lindsell heard Qin Shaojie's words, she also knew that now was not the time for her to be entangled, so she hurriedly settled down, looked at Owen and said. "Officer, I'm the chairman of the Howard Group, Linsel Howard, I'm not a terrorist, I can report my social security number, you can check it, now, we have urgent matters to get to the hospital, please let us leave first." Later, I'll have someone call the head of the National Police Agency to promote you. ”

How else to say that women have many advantages that men don't have. As soon as Lindsell opened his mouth, the effect was really much better than Qin Shaojie's. At least Owen didn't warn her to raise her hands again.

"Name your social security number. Owen said incredulously.

After Linsell reported a string of numbers, Owen was wary of Qin Shaojie and said on the walkie-talkie.

When the message from Owen came over the intercom, he looked at Lindsell again, and he was convinced that they were not terrorists.

"Okay, you can go to the hospital, but I'm going to follow. With that, Owen led the two men to the front, stopped a taxi at another street corner, and drove towards the hospital.

ps: The subscription is really not powerful.,It's helpless.,I'm a little confused now.,I was going to write 1.2 million words to finish the book.,The editor said,The book is on the shelves.,I hope I can write about 2 million words.,So I continued to write.。 It took a long time to revise the outline, but the subscription was not as good as before, and I don't know what happened. Comrades, give me some strength, so that I can have the motivation to continue writing.