America's Road to Wealth

Chapter 18 I Am Abel Smith

development of the situation.

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

Follow the thinking 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 the case of the NYPD arriving on the scene.

What will happen next is nothing more than either a conflict, or the 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 the way it is now.

Neither of these possibilities occurred.

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

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

Regardless of running back, the two of them were puzzled.

It didn't go far,

The sheriff at the head stepped back again.

The point is that the sheriff was trembling, 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 place.

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 strange." Michael Levine agreed.

"Otherwise, shall we leave first?" Derek suggested.

Michael Levine agrees.

"I think so."

The two thought it was a bit weird.

They want to leave first.

But it's too late.

Several other NYPDs came along with John Levin, Assistant Branch Chief.

At this time, he had already walked towards the two of them.

And all of them looked wrong, without waiting for Michael Levine to speak.

The chief sheriff said to the two of them 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 NYPDs didn't look like they were joking, and they were vaguely surrounded.

Both Michael Levine and Derek Wright 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'm going to my lawyer." Michael Levine.

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

The sheriff 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.

When he passed the door, he 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 who carried Barrett, there were seven people in the store.

There are men and women, old and young.

Five guys stood--one of them, the black man carrying Barrett, was on his stomach.

Only a young man and a woman are sitting in it.

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.

John felt a little familiar with this face.

It seems like I have seen it somewhere.

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

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

Shinto 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 chief of the NPYD Lower Manhattan branch stopped, and bowed slightly to Abel very sincerely.

"Sir. I am the Assistant Division Chief of 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 Levin, smiling and reaching out to the assistant sub-chief.

"Hello, Sheriff. I'm Abel 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 coming in, the more John Levine looked at him, the more he felt that the other person looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Now hearing the other party's self-introduction again, John, the assistant sub-director, slammed his head.

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.

To make such a battle,

He was also a little nervous.

And by the way, a little confused.

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

Because it happened right after she answered the call from her manager.

Otherwise, it's just eating a pizza, and the NYPD will block the door.

Make it like a Hollywood gangster movie.

This is too exaggerated.

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

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

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

Like Abel, John, the assistant sub-bureau chief, felt relieved when he recognized 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 had some impressions of this handsome face.

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

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

"Sir. May I ask what exactly happened?"

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

"Sorry, I'm not questioning you. If it's 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 soon, won't we?"

After listening, John Levine repeated it.

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

After he finished speaking, he saw the veins popping out of the assistant 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 wanted to get out and get his gun back.

Then go to the heads of those two hateful idiots and blast a dozen shots!

(End of this chapter)