Old Becker did not have the same political considerations as the director, or in other words, although he had lived a long life and had rich experience, the street transactions he had participated in were often so simple and crude, lacking in art.

Going back thirty years, when he first became a police officer, the police department was much more shady than the gangs it is today.

Becker squinted his eyes and looked up and down, and looked at each other leisurely. The director's attitude already made him guess that this person's identity was not simple. Not leaving was equivalent to endorsement. After judging that the black suit did not look like a trap, the old police officer hehe

Smile and your attitude changes drastically.

"This gentleman is right. I think there is definitely something wrong with Wang Hu! He is 100% a spy sent by the country of Wei!" Becker, the old policeman, said firmly.

"Well, very good, I appreciate your judgment. So Baker? Can I call you Baker... Do you think we should dig deeper along this line? Very good, since we have reached a consensus, then I will suspend you.

For other work at hand, I will second you in the name of the Federal Office for the Protection of the Constitution to conduct an in-depth investigation of this case and give me a result as soon as possible."

"This is my business card. If you need anything, just call me. What do you think?" The agent in a black suit smiled and handed over the business card.

The Constitutional Protection Service? A person from Department 5? Old Beck suddenly hesitated. You must know that the German police is a dual system, under the joint control of the federal and state governments. He knew exactly how fierce the fight between the director and the deputy director was, so he accepted this business card.

Will there be any taboos?

Old Baker looked at the director hoping to get some hints, but all he saw was the monitor and the director's fat body that couldn't be concealed... this pig!

"Shoot me!" the old policeman Becker cursed in his heart. He understood what the chief meant. I don't know anything. You agreed to it yourself. If something goes wrong, you will take the blame yourself.

He knew he was involved in a deeper problem, but it was too late to regret it now.

"I understand, I will check as soon as possible." Old Becker could only say this.

"You should call me sir now!" "Glasses" sitting on the sofa changed his attitude with a smile. "And this is not the work spirit I want. I hate laziness, as soon as possible! Do you understand as soon as possible? Department 5 and the police

Our concept of time is different. Our definition of "as soon as possible" is measured in minutes. Now I'll give you two hours... Do you understand?"

"Shoot i?e! Shoot i?e!" Old Becker cursed in his heart, why didn't you eat shit for two hours! He knew that he had really accidentally boarded the pirate ship, and it was too late to jump now.

.

Two hours is not "investigation" at all, it is clearly "false" time. But what can he do?

I can only straighten my back, stamp my feet and salute.

"Just do it, sir!"

However, just as his feet fell naturally, for some unknown reason, the sweeping robot in the office that had been shut down for a long time suddenly slipped out from under the sofa and appeared at the spot where he was about to land.

Old Becker, who didn't look down at all, stepped on the sweeping robot. The sweeping robot turned around and ran away, causing his body to slip and fall backwards involuntarily.

Old Becker raised his hands and tried to balance his body, but he had lost his center of gravity.

So, BAM!!!

His back hit the cabinet behind him heavily, and the expensive wooden cabinet door slowly deformed in slow motion. The inlaid glass was shattered, reflecting a transparent light in the sunlight.

At this moment, he even saw the director's pig sticking its head out from behind the monitor, with a surprised expression.

Debris flew, and a protruding wooden edge stood up and poked at the hard leather holster under his ribs, hitting the trigger.

Boom!!!

The firearm with the safety open was activated, and the fire exploded from his side.

The bullet that flew out of the muzzle set off a transparent wave of air in the air, and after a tenth of a second, it accurately hit the chest of the agent's "spectacle frame" on the sofa, right at the heart!

Blood stains showed through the white shirt, and the expression of "Glasses" was first shocked, and then angry! All ambitions and aspirations were all in vain at this moment. He endured the weakness of having his blood supply cut off and drew his gun without hesitation.

fight back!

Bah! Bah! Bah! Bah! Bah!

Firelight sputtered, his fingers spasmed, and he emptied the magazine in one go!

It wasn't until he saw old Becker lying in a pool of blood like a rag that "Glasses" weakly let go of the pistol and collapsed on the sofa, feeling his consciousness disappearing little by little.

As a highly trained agent, he knew he was hopeless the moment he was shot.

…

"Shoot! Shoot!"

Director Erwin screamed like a girl, and the moment the gun rang out, he rolled and crawled under the desk.

His fat body even pushed up the wooden desk.

As a police officer, he was very familiar with the sound of gunshots. After hiding, he started frantically pressing the alarm button under his desk!

Sharp bells rang wildly in the police station, the emergency plan was activated, several doors were immediately electronically locked, and the flashing red lights joined the roar, and the police station was instantly in chaos!

I don't know where the attack came from. Under the threat of the police wielding their guns, the unarmed visitors lay trembling on the ground and resigned themselves to their fate.

The policemen each pulled out their guns and hid behind the bunker. From time to time, they stuck their heads out and looked around, looking for where the danger was coming from.

But there was a policeman who was frightened, but happened to be locked inside by the emergency door. His mind probably went blank, he completely forgot about the emergency regulations, and all he could see was the locked door.

So he smashed the door crazily, "Let me out! Please! Someone open the door for me! Damn it, don't force me..." He took out his pistol and shot at the bulletproof door! Then he slowly fell down holding his legs.

Next...the shin was shot through by a stray bullet that bounced off.

The sound of gunfire leads to more chaos...

The so-called rigorous and rigorous emergency response mechanism was all in disarray at this moment. In a critical moment, who would remember the hundreds of entries... Fifteen minutes later, when the anti-terrorism team felt that it was under control, the situation was under control.

Twenty minutes later, the anti-terrorism team armed with riot shields broke in and rescued the police chief from under the heavy table.

"Gun, shoot! The people from Department 5 asked Old Becker to salute the chief, and Old Becker fired..." The director shrank into a ball and yelled. It was indeed a scene he saw with his own eyes, but his words made the investigation

Misled from the start.

"My stomach, let me out, I can't breathe." Erwin staggered and was helped out by his men.

When everyone's attention was diverted, he stuffed a bunch of cables connected to the camera into the pocket of a police officer. The police officer quietly left the office while everyone was busy and quickly disposed of the cables and camera equipment.

The scene looked similar to what the director said. The agent in black suit fell on the sofa with his hands on his chest. There was a large pool of blood on his chest. The agent's right hand was holding a gun, hanging low on the edge of the sofa. It seemed that the muzzle of the gun could still be seen.

Gunsmoke.

The old policeman Becker collapsed on his back under the smashed cabinet. He was hit in the middle of his forehead and had seven or eight bullet holes in his body!

His gun fell to the ground, and the muzzle also reacted with smoke. Obviously, he also fired. According to the inference at the scene, it was obvious that he fired first. If the agent fired first, he had no chance to fight back...

As for the culprit that caused all this, the sweeping robot?

I had already hid under the sofa and cleaned up the dust caused by the vibration of the sofa.

You humans are rushing around, what does it have to do with my cleaning?

I'm innocent, eh eh eh.

…

"Do you think old Becker has reached menopause or is he holding back his anger because he is retiring? The other party asked him to call the commander and he just shot him? This is too harsh... It's just a salute."

"Oh, I still stick to my point of view. The cause of the incident was a gun discharge."

There was a hole in Old Becker's clothes that turned outwards under his ribs, and there was also a hole in his gun holster, and the bullet fired from his pistol was found in the agent's chest. It is a very reasonable conjecture that the cause was a gun misfire.

He lost his balance and fell down, and the gun went off. The enemy counterattacked.

The dying agent drew his gun angrily, and his shooting skills were extremely accurate. Old Baker was killed with one shot!

But who do you think is responsible for this?

However, this obvious speculation was suppressed from the beginning; instead, Director Erwin's statement that "Old Becker's pride was so high that he lost his mind" became popular.

What's the reason?

Requesting support from superiors for a terrorist attack, alarming the city government and the Constitutional Protection Bureau, and even mobilizing US troops stationed in the suburbs. Are you trying to cover up such a big incident?

"Old Baker has a lot of experience. He would not make such a mistake. Could it be that the Black Pit SFP9 TR is not safe enough..."

"Oh, you'd better keep your opinions to yourself. For the sake of being a friend, I'll pretend I didn't hear what you said. Otherwise, when that big arms dealer from HK comes knocking, no one can protect you."

That’s it. Black Pit Company is Germany’s Lockheed Martin, and the guns they make must be great.

"...You are right. Old Becker is suffering from retirement syndrome and his mental state is no longer normal. I will apply for an additional psychiatrist position in the bureau to provide psychological counseling to colleagues who are approaching retirement."

"Well, I'll report it as you said."

…

The matter seemed to happen to be at a balanced point where all parties struggled, so it ended surprisingly smoothly.

Personally speaking, the director does not want the incident of installing a camera in the director's office to be exposed. After all, it is also a scandal, so he is eager to get the matter over;

For the same reason, the deputy director didn't want the installation of a camera in the director's office to be exposed, so he secretly followed suit.

Two people who represented different factions and had always been at odds with each other in the past, surprisingly reached a consensus on this matter and formed a unified decision-making report within the bureau. It can't help but make people sigh that the director and deputy bureau still have the overall situation in mind.

The city government then gave up half of its worries, and then only had to worry about the accountability of the Constitutional Protection Bureau. As for the lack of accountability, it was impossible. After all, they were a privileged department with great power, and an agent died.

As a result, the other side also quietly agreed... This is so strange.

If something is abnormal, it must be a monster, but unfortunately there is no evidence.

In fact, the Constitutional Protection Bureau also had a hard time saying that they "accidentally" installed surveillance on a certain sculpture, and the sculpture "happened" to appear on the desk of the district police chief. It was all such a coincidence.

wrong.
To be continued...