V4.Chapter 3

As time went by, there were more and more emergency vehicles. At about 8:30 p.m., the Ministry of homeland security, the port authority, the joint commissioning Bureau, and other departments with real power were crowded with people on this taxiway.

"Guys, step back a little. This place should be taken over by our FBI..."

"In accordance with the law, the Department of homeland security has the power to deal with emergency affairs and prevent terrorist activities."

"We are from the New Jersey Port Authority in New York. Now we suspect that the leakage of dangerous goods led to the accident. Please get out of the way."

There was a constant quarrel.

Lu Li, who was sitting on the car cover, counted roughly. At least 12 organizations were in charge here. He suspected that if the stalemate continued, senior officials of various departments would probably fight in public.

At this moment, the police officers at Kennedy International Airport, no, the security guards, have retreated to the corner and are patiently waiting for orders. They either leave work early or stand guard.

Most people want the former, but Lu Li is unwilling to accept both results. He looks sideways.

Sheriff Ross sipped silently with a teacup in his hands. In order to show that he was not guilty of dereliction of duty, he occasionally raised his head and glanced at the apron——

That place is so busy that big guys gather.

Facts have shown that this mysterious incident involves a wide range of people, and the police force has no right to participate at all.

"It's really lively tonight. It reminds people of the attack on the World Trade Center ten years ago."

With that, red necked Paul handed over a bottle of coke and belched contentedly.

"How old were we at that time? God knows how lively it was at that time." Lu Li jumped out of the car, tore off the pull ring, pointed to the front and asked, "which department does that woman and fat man belong to? They don't look like officials."

"Wearing a badge, neither wearing a uniform nor a tie, so casual, it looks like it should be from the disease control center." Paul took Dr. Pepper and drank it up. While burping, he sighed: "the taste of his hometown. Go back to Texas next vacation."

Dr. Pepper, a fruit juice mixed coke, has a unique taste and polarized market response. It is called garbage by those who are difficult to adapt. However, in Texas, it has a large number of loyal powder.

However, Lu Li could not accept the strange smell. He took a sip and pretended. His eyes were always paying attention to the area of the apron.

Until now, officials are still fighting, and the CDC's men and women did not participate in this meaningless activity and stood nearby silently.

Through observation, Lu Li found that the leader should be the woman with that face. She was talking to someone and her expression was very serious.

He had a strong hunch that CDC would defeat other departments, seize command and take the lead in boarding.

But how can I get on this free ride?

Suddenly, Lu Li decided to try his luck. If he couldn't, he first tried to find Duke and them, and then reversed the situation when the authorities couldn't control the city.

"Sir, I want to go over with Paul."

Lu Li worried that Sheriff Ross would refuse and explained: "anyway, we are also the first organization to receive the alarm. If we let it go, we may be investigated afterwards."

"Of course, it could be a scapegoat."

In fact, the airport police force does have the power to intervene, but there are so many big guys gathered here that the sheriff doesn't even have the courage to say a few words in the past.

However, after listening to Lu Li's analysis, Ross hesitated and nodded: "go and find someone to ask, which department is responsible for taking over here and what the police should do."

Frankly speaking, for such a troublesome matter, it's better to distinguish the responsibility in advance. Now, the sheriff is eager to withdraw the team and go home early.

At the same time, after the action was approved, Lu Li waved to Paul to follow.

Then they trotted all the way.

On the way to the apron, Paul and the red collar Tucao make complaints about the "red collar": "I would have gone to the Homeland Security Bureau for interview, if not for a low educational background."

It can be seen that this guy is eager to do meritorious service and doesn't want to be a salted fish.

Lu Lin let out a sound and deliberately walked past the woman with that face. She was still on the phone. The man at the other end of the mobile phone said:

"No, the plane must be handled by the CDC. I'll be there soon. Nora, can you help delay it?"

Hearing the speech, the doctor named Nora shook his hair, smiled and replied, "don't worry, look at me."

End of call.

How many coughs did Lu Li standing behind?

Just now, he saw the badge of this square faced woman: Dr. Nora Martinis, a biochemical expert, whose work unit is CDC (Centers for Disease Control and prevention)

The fat man next to him is not simple. Dr. Jim Kent, a biochemical expert, also works for CDC.

When the two men turned around, Lu Li said quietly, "guys, we are the private police at Kennedy International Airport. I want to ask, which department is taking over the plane?"

"Mr. sheriff is busy coming home from work." Paul pointed to the fat Sheriff leaning against the door drinking tea. He had no hope of participating in the investigation, so he complained: "if you can authorize, he will be grateful."

Just as the guy was about to continue, Lu Li interrupted: "my colleagues mean that those officials will only quarrel. If they rely on them, no trouble can be solved. Sheriff Ross is very distressed about this."

"So, can I help you?"

The words fell, and Luli looked straight at Nora.

The man on the other end of the phone asked Dr. Nora to help delay time, obviously confident of taking command.

However, before he arrived at the scene, the CDC had only two doctors fighting alone.

let me put it another way.

Now is the best time for the Kennedy airport police force to intervene, also known as delivering charcoal in the snow.

Fat Jim was a little confused. He looked at the epaulets of Lu Li and Paul and interrupted, "can you represent Kennedy airport?"

Anyone can see that this is a dislike of their low level.

"Hey, man, we just want to know who's taking over here now..."

Before he had finished, Paul turned around and wanted to talk to the officials of the Department of homeland security.

Lu Li also lost his interest in talking. He released some goodwill, but no one appreciated it. In that case, there was no need to continue talking.

"What's up, guys?"

At this time, bishop, the airport supervisor, came over. He looked at Nora and Jim. He looked at their badges for a while and said, "they are members of the airport police force."

"However, salaries are paid by the port authority."

A middle-aged white man came up and said to Lu Li as if he had come to claim his men: "let your Sheriff drive all your cars. It has been under the jurisdiction of the port authority since the establishment of this airport."