MTL - America’s Road To Wealth-Chapter 18 i am abel smith

  Chapter 18 I am Abe Smith

  The development of the situation.

   More and more deviated from the vision of Michael Levine and Derek Wright.

   According to the ideas of these two CAA elite agents.

  Call the police, after NYPD arrives at the scene.

   There are two situations.

  One is that the other party is really Gangs and kidnapped Anne Hathaway.

   Well, in case the NYPD arrives on the scene.

  What will happen next is nothing more than either a conflict, or NYPD rescues Anne Hathaway.

  The second possibility is that the other party is not Gangs.

   There is some misunderstanding in the middle.

  But now that NYPD has appeared, the other party should be more embarrassed.

  The reaction should never be like this.

   Neither of these possibilities occurred.

  The two CAA agents only saw that the NYPD had just set up the cordon, and called for a call.

   Next, these NYPDs are like sheep that suddenly see a tiger.

   ran back regardless, making the two of them puzzled.

   As a result, they didn’t run far,

  The sheriff headed by it backed up again.

  The point is that the sheriff trembled, walked to Charlie Brown's pizza shop, and took off all the weapons on his body.

   Then step by step,

   Go inside that Charlie Brown Pizza shop.

   This made the two agents look at each other, unable to figure out what was going on.

   "Michael, something is wrong. Why do these NYPDs react like this?" Derek said with some concern.

   "Yeah. Very weird." Michael Levine agreed.

   "Otherwise, let's leave first?" Derek suggested.

   Michael Levine agrees.

"I think so."

   The two felt that this matter was a bit weird.

   They want to leave first.

   But it was too late.

  Followed by John Levin, Assistant Branch Director, and several other NYPDs who came over together.

   At this time, they have already walked towards the two of them.

   And all of them looked wrong, before Michael Levine could speak.

  The chief sheriff said to the two with a serious face:

   "Michael Levine, Derek Wright, you two are suspected of obstructing the judicial work in New York. NYPD needs your assistance in the investigation. Please come with us."

"Forehead"

  Michael Levine looked at his colleague, who was stunned.

   But looking at a few NYPD doesn't seem to be joking, and has vaguely surrounded them.

  Michael Levine and Derek Wright both know it's time to listen to the NYPD gang.

   Only in this way can safety be guaranteed.

   "Okay. But I'm asking for a phone call. I want to see my lawyer." Michael Levine.

  Derek Wright: "Me too, I have this need too."

  The police chief was very straightforward: "Then you can fight. I hope you can find a better lawyer."

  Michael and Derek looked at each other again, always feeling that this time was troublesome.

the other side,

  John, the assistant sub-director, entered the Charlie Brown Pizza shop tremblingly.

  Passing by the door, I saw the tall and strong black man, carrying Barrett in a standard military posture, aiming at the door.

  His body couldn't help shaking twice more.

   Then he saw,

  Including the black man carrying Barrett in the store, there are seven people in total.

   There are men and women, old and young.

  Five guys standing—one of them, the black guy carrying Barrett, was lying on his stomach.

  Only a young man and a woman are sitting inside.

   And the faces of the other six people were either nervous or serious.

  Only the youngest man was smiling.

  The young man has a very handsome face.

  This face seemed familiar to John.

   It seems to have seen it somewhere.

   Coupled with the man's good temperament, Assistant Sub-Director John Levin guessed.

  This man is most likely the Director General Klick, the person who asked him to come in and apologize.

  Jin came in, and was no longer pointed at by Barrett.

  John was not so nervous now, he took a big breath.

  When he was about three meters away from Abel, John stopped.

   This is a relatively safe distance for both parties.

  Will not stimulate the heart of the other party.

   This is the psychology that John learned in the police school before.

  The assistant director of the NPYD Lower Manhattan Branch stopped, and bowed slightly to Abel very sincerely.

   "Sir. I am the Assistant Branch Chief of the NYPD in Lower Manhattan. My name is John Levine. I apologize for the misunderstanding today. I hope you can accept it."

  After the apology was over, John felt nervous again.

   Fortunately, the young man stood up at this time.

  He also walked directly in front of John Levine, smiling and reaching out to the assistant sub-director.

   "Hello, Sheriff. I'm Abe Smith. Nice to meet you."

  John Levin shook hands with the other party subconsciously, and then stared straight at the other party to size up.

  After entering, John Levin felt that the other person looked familiar the more he looked, as if he had seen it somewhere.

   Now hearing the other party's self-introduction again, Assistant Sub-Director John's head slammed.

  He already remembered the identity of the Abel Smith in front of him.

   "You are Mr. Abel Smith?" John Levine said excitedly.

   "Yes. That's me. The fake one." Abel smiled.

  By this time, Abel himself finally breathed a sigh of relief.

   come up with this kind of battle,

  He was also a little nervous.

   I was also a little confused by the way.

   But he was speculating that it might be caused by Anne Hathaway.

  Because it happened immediately after she answered the call from her agent.

   Otherwise, it’s just eating a pizza, and the NYPD actually blocked the door.

   Made it look like a Hollywood gangster movie.

  This is too exaggerated.

   Fortunately, the preparation and dedication of the previous months were not wasted.

  If I didn’t make those preparations at that time, it might be more troublesome today.

   "Haha~ It's really you. Mr. Abel Smith!"

  Like Abel, Assistant Sub-Director John immediately relaxed after recognizing his identity.

  John has seen Abel's photo.

   At that time, all 77 branches of NYPD received the photo of the gentleman in front of them.

  After two months, John still has some impressions of this handsome face.

  So as soon as the other party introduced himself just now, he immediately confirmed the identity of the person in front of him.

  Since it is this gentleman, then what happened today is probably an oolong incident.

   "Sir. May I ask exactly what happened?"

   "Someone called the police and said you were a black person. It was also said that you kidnapped a lady, which caused this misunderstanding."

   "Sorry, I didn't question you. If it was a good citizen like you, this is absolutely impossible."

   "I'm just curious, just curious."

  Looking at the emotional sheriff in front of him, Abel sighed and told what happened today.

   “So you’re just here with your girlfriend, and you’re here for a pizza.”

   "You answered a call later. It was from your girlfriend's agent, and you asked him to come here to meet you."

   "We'll be there in no time, right?"

  After listening, John Levine repeated it.

  Abel nodded, "That's right, that's the case."

   After he finished speaking, he saw the veins popping out of the assistant branch chief's face, his teeth itching with anger.

   "Very well, thank you for your cooperation. Thank you very much, sir."

   "I know what's going on."

   John Levine who thinks he has figured out the ins and outs.

   Right now he just wants to get out and get his gun back.

   Go to the heads of those two hateful idiots, and blast a dozen shots!

  (end of this chapter)