Chapter 137 Subdue Eve and go to New York

  French restaurant.

  Under the dim and blurred lights, couples of urban men and women are trying their best to maintain the romantic atmosphere of seeing through for the sake of exercising after a meal.

  Eve looked at the man in front of him, his eyes seemed to be rippling, charming and seductive: "Dean, I haven't seen you for a while, you have become more handsome."

  Dean chuckled: "I'm still the same as before, but in your eyes, there is an extra beautifying filter for the position of detective."

  Men's power and wealth are pure natural medicine for women.

   For the dishes and women in front of you.

  Dean is actually more curious about Eve's purpose in finding him.

  He knows Eve's current situation.

strictly speaking.

  The one who gave Eve a chance to improve was him.

  The one who cut off this opportunity was also him.

  So Dean was even more curious about what Eve was going to rely on, and persuaded himself to help her.

   A few words of polite greetings.

  Eve wiped the corners of her mouth, picked up the champagne, and after signaling to Dean, she pointed out, "Dean, do you still remember the happy time we spent together and the agreement we made?"

"What?"

Dean pretended to be stupid: "Deputy Eve, are you talking about letting me go undercover? I really have to thank you, otherwise I probably wouldn't be able to transfer to the Murder Division now, and I wouldn't be able to be promoted to detective so quickly." Captain, by the way, speaking of which, Eve's vice-captain, you're about to be promoted to captain, right?"

  The translation of this sentence is: We each took what we needed before, and we all got what we deserved. If you have something to say, just show your chips, don't play the emotional card for me!

  He did consider cooperating with Eve before and helping each other.

  But that is the prerequisite for Eve to be promoted to captain.

  The current Eve, although she is the deputy team member in the "Crackdown and Anti-drug Division", but she came by air, and there is no one below, and she is treated the same as the old Hunter of the Fourth Squadron, she is a mascot.

  In this case, let yourself selflessly help this woman who has calculated her?

   Dreaming!

  Eve's face was slightly stiff, and she deliberately pretended not to understand Dean's words: "Yes, we had a good cooperation last time, so I want to deepen our cooperation."

"for example?"

   "I know you've hitched up with the people behind Muen, that's why you can be promoted so quickly. I need you to help me introduce them!"

   Hear here.

  Dean took a deep look at Eve.

  Although Eve is a mascot, but a female stream, she was able to get into the position of the deputy team in her early thirties, obviously not just because of her proficient horn blowing skills.

   She has her own sources of information.

  Dean didn't speak, but tapped on the table.

  The rhythmic knocking sound drives Eve's heartbeat little by little, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, making her emotions fluctuate with anxiety, as if she has returned to the night when she traded youth and beauty for the future seven or eight years ago.

  She suddenly woke up at this moment.

  Unknowingly, the positions of myself and Dean have been switched in just two months.

  Eve didn't like this feeling very much.

  She worked hard to climb up, so that one day, she could throw herself on the ground and trample on her dignity, and pick it up again dignifiedly.

   Just when Eve was thinking wildly.

  Dean stopped the knocking sound, and said directly: "You should be more familiar with Meng En than I am, why didn't you find him, but you came to me?"

  Back when he joined the No. 4 Squadron, it was Eve who greeted Munn.

Eve smiled wryly: "Dean, Munn seems to be kind to others because his previous backer has lost power, so he will face everyone with a pleasing face. But everything is different now. I received news that Munn is in The police station will not be here long."

  Dean became interested when he heard the news: "Is the news accurate? Where will he go?"

"The news is definitely accurate, but I can't reveal the source." Eve continued in a low voice when she saw that no one was paying attention to this corner, "It's not sure yet, but it's very likely that they were transferred to the Operations Department or the Internal Affairs Investigation Section." Two divisions!"

  Hearing this, Dean fell into deep thought.

   These two departments are not easy to mess with.

  The former is in charge of the largest mobilization of force in the city, and the latter makes all Z government staff and all the police officers feel ashamed.

  If Eve didn't lie to him.

  That shows that Meng En is now very trusted by the people behind him.

   See Dean has been silent.

Eve breathed out the smell of alcohol, her cheeks were flushed, and her little feet in stockings looked like black pythons. In front of the passing waiters, she quietly poked out and climbed up to the place of hidden dragons. Said: "Dean, let's talk in another place."

  Dean reached out and grabbed the other's dishonest jio, and threw it aside: "Eve, I can say hello to Munn for you, but what can you bring me?"

   "How am I?". Eve winked like silk: "I wanted to try the happiness of a female knight last time."

  Dean just watched her perform quietly, without saying a word.

  The previous life gave him a habit that was hard to change.

   Get paid and complete the agreement.

   It can be seen from Dean's style of doing things.

  He is an egoist.

  Whether it is family, friendship, love or other emotional value, he must first get it before he is willing to give it, otherwise it must be profitable.

  Eve begged herself to do things, but she couldn't see the results visible to the naked eye. Maybe she had to sleep with her from time to time for the sake of future stability.

  Dean would be stupid to agree.

  Eve felt uncomfortable seeing Dean's indifferent and clear eyes.

  The smile on her face slowly disappeared. In order to cover up her embarrassment, she stretched out her hand and pulled the hair on her forehead, and finally showed her trump card:

  “When I was young, I had the ‘friendship’ of an old man.

  Although he has passed away now, I still have some contacts with him, which is why I am so well informed.

  If you can help me take the captain position, not only can we form an offensive and defensive alliance in the future, but I will also open the door for some inconvenient things! "

  Eve paused for a moment and emphasized his tone: "Dean, there are only so many resources. Even if you are in the same camp, in order to make your life better, the competition is very strong. You need an ally of the same size!"

   Finished speaking.

  She leaned on the chair, twisting her hands and fingers together to hide her uneasiness and uneasiness.

  The hole cards have been played.

   If it still fails, she can now consider where to retire in the future.

  Eve thought she would have to wait a long time before getting Dean's reply.

   Never thought about it.

  After listening to her words, Dean nodded: "I will help you call Munn, but there is a point."

  He got up, walked to Eve, leaned into her ear, and said softly, "Remember, I am who I am, and I never join any camp!"

  Eve is still wondering what Dean's last sentence means.

   Dean has pulled her up.

  Eve coquettishly said, "Dean, what are you doing?"

   "Now that the matter has been finished, the night is long, let's go, Captain Eve, I want to discuss playing and singing with you on musical instruments"

the next day.

   Dean got up late.

  He put on a police uniform in a rare way, and came to the office of the Fourth Squadron in good spirits.

   Trimmed for the Christmas holidays.

   Now in the fourth squadron, except for Lawrence and Phoebe who have not returned to the team, everyone is in good condition.

   Along the way, Dean greeted everyone warmly.

   "Hi Daisy, you look beautiful today."

   Daisy, who was eating a hot dog, was about to respond.

next moment.

  She bit the hot dog and stood there in a daze until Dean disappeared from sight, then she woke up suddenly and rubbed her eyes: "FK, this is Dean? This **** looks so handsome in uniform??"

  You seduce a uniform and test a lace?

   Which lace can stand such a test?

this moment.

  Daisy feels like she wants to cheat on Dean and abandon her new best sister.

Harry, who turned around when he heard the movement, had a cigarette in his mouth, happened to see the back of Dean walking towards the captain's office, and looked suspiciously at Daisy standing next to the printer: "Hey, who was that just now, the back looks familiar. "

   Members of the Police Detective Bureau, in general, seldom wear the uniform of Sao Bao.

   "That's Dean, he seems to be in a good mood." Daisy looked at Harry with tangled eyes: "Harry, what kind of girl do you think Dean likes? I have a friend who just fell out of love."

  Harry smiled: "Haven't you heard of Dean's nickname?"

   "What nickname?"

   "Many, I only found out when I was drinking with my friends, such as headshot detectives, female bulldozers, etc. For your friend's safety, I suggest you introduce her to me!"

"roll!"

   Daisy swallowed the hot dog in one gulp, gave Harry a middle finger, turned and left.

  Harry is right!

   Dean, this bastard, is a scumbag. If he gets close, let alone whether he can eat meat, maybe Dean will **** his girlfriends away and make himself green!

  So let’s forget it, it’s good to be a lace!

  After flirting with Daisy, Harry stroked his chin, a little strange: By the way, why do I feel that Dean has more and more nicknames recently, and the descriptions are very accurate, who arranged it?

   This guy, every time after drinking, he honked his horn, and he had forgotten that these were all transmitted from him, and finally transmitted back.

office.

Meng En hung his unhealed arm and was chatting with netizens with One Finger Zen. When he saw Dean coming, he immediately turned off the computer and said seriously: "Dean, why are you helping Eve? That woman is not as good as you think. simple."

  Dean explained casually: "I don't like to owe favors. She helped me transfer to the murder department before, so she asked, and I couldn't refuse. If you feel embarrassed, Captain, just ignore it."

  Meng En shook her head: "Forget it, just give it a chance. Whether it can be done or not depends on her. It's a trivial matter."

   Of course, this is for Dean's sake.

  Mun already knew that he would be transferred after a while, and Dean, a rising star, was the good reason for him to stay in the Robbery and Murder Division.

  So once Dean spoke, he didn't refuse, and gave Dean face.

  The two briefly chatted about the theft case of the No. 1 Squadron before.

Munn glanced at the time, took out the previous letter of appointment and a pale gold police badge from the drawer, and put them on the table, his face was a little ugly and he said: "Dean, this is your letter of appointment as a detective. The deputy director will help you deal with it, but this old guy... some don't like mixed blood."

   "I don't need him to like you."

  A trace of displeasure flashed in Dean's eyes, he took the letter of appointment, and added: "By the way, captain, what's the old guy's name?"

   "Raphson, an old guy who is about to retire and get out, this kind of person who has no desires and desires, does things as he pleases, so... I'm sorry, I can't give you a perfect promotion ceremony."

  Dean kept this name in his heart.

  Los Angeles is actually a wealthy city with a large number of immigrants. There are not many such extreme racism, otherwise Dean's father would not have become a police detective.

   But not many, does not mean none.

   When you meet one, it will make you feel like stepping on a dog's papa. It is not harmful, but disgusting.

  Dean made up his mind, and if he had the chance, he would give that Raffison a surprise. It was a warning to others. You can discriminate, but if you dare to show it, I will dare to tease you!

   With more and more choices.

  Dean started to do things more and more freely, and was no longer as depressed as he was at the beginning.

   Things have been explained.

  Dean took out the leave note that he had prepared a long time ago: "Captain, I need to ask for a few days off."

  Grandpa, call and tell him that the meeting time of the Lucchese family will be in mid-January, which is the day after tomorrow.

   In terms of time, I was very nervous.

   So Dean has to go ASAP.

  Meng directly agreed: "This is your right, but there will be a group of new people joining us soon, and I hope you will bring a few with you."

  Dean nodded in agreement, and invited Munn to his promotion party at night.

   Less than three months.

  Dean has rapidly upgraded from a rookie police officer to a detective. This exaggerated speed is largely due to the employment system here.

   Rules are rules.

   But when someone who makes the rules helps, and you're good enough, it's okay to not play by the rules.

   A night of partying.

  The next day, Dean, who was a little hungover, replied a lot of congratulatory promotion text messages sent by his acquaintances on his mobile phone, and was driven to the airport by his brother.

  Baker's age is exactly the group of people who were influenced by those gangster movies.

  He hesitated to speak.

  Dean didn't give him a chance, and walked along the VIP passage to the departure hall.

  Grandfather Old Ryan said before that the gatherings of the Lucchese family in New York are more likely to start around February, so that it is convenient for the scattered family members to adjust the time.

  This time, it was directly advanced to mid-January.

  Dean had a hunch that there would be a good show at this gathering, and it might be a good opportunity to fish in troubled waters and form a framework for himself in the underworld!

   Add more to tomorrow morning.

Bros.

Good night.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)