"Participating in a friend's wedding..." This guy's English is also sloppy, not as good as the guy just now.
"..." The immigration officer looked at his passport, which was also neon... These two belong to the same group... well, let's pass it.
Thinking of this-the immigration officer pressed the visa stamp in his hand and let this guy pass...
However-soon... he discovered one thing, is it because the people from the Neon Jidao organization came to organize a group for the wedding today?In the past, those guys who couldn't see one in a few days, today he saw more than one hundred numbers, and-only he saw this entry channel...not to mention other entry channels.
Such incidents of entry were simultaneously staged at various international airports on the west coast of the United States...According to statistics, on this day, there were at least 20,000 neon people who poured into the territory of the United States.
at the same time--
FBI headquarters...Hoover Building.
"Are those neon people crazy?? What are they going to do? Start World War III?" Michael, who was sitting in his office, looked at the report in front of him, and had an urge to curse MMP—— In one day, more than 20,000 members of the Neon Jidao organization poured into the United States... and the reason for entry was to attend the wedding ceremony...
Are they funny?Are they Neon Emperor planning to get married in the United States?And even if the emperor gets married here... it's not their turn to appear...
"Head...I think this is not the worst..." a man in a suit said and handed Michael another entry record.
"..."
".................."
"Did those guys from the Immigration Bureau grow up eating Xiang Xiang?" Before the record was finished, Michael threw the file in his hand on the table... "So many Chinese gangsters in Southeast Asia Went to the U.S. to attend the wedding?? And those immigration officers also approved them to enter the country? Do their heads grow on their buttocks??"
"Immigration Bureau said...These guys are all regular tourist passports, and the reason for entry is very good..." An agent explained cautiously: "So they can't refuse the visa... and... There is no case in the country...so--they also follow the rules...no way!"
".... Do things according to the rules..." Michael slapped the table angrily... How many people refused to sign for these guys every year for all kinds of unreasonable reasons, and now they have to do things according to the rules...Ma Dan's, also It’s not that you don’t want to offend those gangsters... They feel good about TMD, but they have caused much trouble for themselves... "Now...immediately...immediately...notify me the immigration office and refuse to sign all entry with gangster background. personnel……"
"Head..." A female agent took a step forward and said, "I think... it's better not to notify the immigration office..."
"Why?" Michael glared at his hand."You better give me a reason...otherwise, this case will be handled by you..."
"If we refuse the visa... they might enter the country in other ways, such as illegally crossing the border from Mexico... By that time, more people will come in... But we have no way to monitor... …So, I think it’s better for them to put it on the surface... At least if they enter the country through a formal channel... When we supervise them, it is also much more convenient..."
"..." Michael turned the pen in his hand, thinking about the gains and losses for a long time... It felt like she was right... But-there is only one thing he desperately wants to know...
That's-why are these guys coming to the United States??
Not to mention the ridiculous reason for customs clearance-attending a wedding or something, it is too nonsense... Whose wedding can make tens of thousands of gang members away from their own territory and come to the United States??
Rather than let him believe those nonsense, it is easier to let him believe that there is a God in this world.
"Okay... for now..." Michael sighed and said, "But-I ask you to keep an eye on them... to see what they do in the United States, and... I asked the Gambino family... are they doing things again, and... if they are going to fight those neon people recently, it's better to let us know first... by the way, warn those Chinese halls Boss of the mouth, let them give me some peace recently...Don't mess with me."
"Yes, head..." XN
"Go and do it if you know it, GOGOGO..." With an angry expression on his face, Michael drove all his men out of the office as if driving cattle.
Looking at the office where calm was restored again... Michael stood up slowly, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the scenery downstairs... was silent.
He felt that this incident of foreign underworld organizations influx into the United States... is definitely not simple... But what caused these guys to come to the United States at the same time... He still doesn't know.
So-he now desperately wants to know what is attracting these guys to the United States... He doesn't want to face the president's question without knowing anything... He just hopes everything goes well.
Chapter 960
New York-Police Department...
As a police officer who just graduated this year, Chen Ying was assigned to an internship at the New York Police Headquarters, saying it was an internship, but Chen Ying felt that her police life was completely different from what she had expected.
They are completely thinking of themselves as tea girls...Every day they do nothing except serving tea and water...no cases, no files...all the things learned in the police academy are useless... …
On the contrary, the coffee brewing skills she learned from her mother are well received by the police here...
But there is no way... This is the United States, this is the white world... This is also the country where the hidden discrimination against women is the most serious. The invisible ceiling of women in the workplace can be seen everywhere... Isn't the guy who regards this as a female paradise a ZZ??
As a Chinese trainee police officer, Chen Ying can only wait here step by step... She now only hopes that after her internship period is over, she will be assigned to the following branch... But, for now-- The dream is far away.
"Laura... The chief asked you to go to his office..." A black policewoman came over and said to Chen Ying, who was sitting in the pantry resting.
As a trainee police officer, she doesn't even have her own desk in the police station, let alone a personal office...so she usually rests in the pantry when she is not busy...
"Okay, I'm going now..." Chen Ying asked curiously when she stood up and walked by the black policewoman."Maria... do you know what the chief is calling me??"
"I don't know..." Maria walked to the coffee machine and said to a cup of coffee: "However, there are two guys in black suits in his office...looks like the FBI group..."
"Okay, I hope it's a big case..." Chen Ying's spirit was shocked when he heard the words of the FBI... The group of FBI guys, they don't care about trivial matters at all... The case they intervened, no One is for a small case.
Thinking of this——Chen Ying sorted out her police uniform and walked to the chief's office...
"Director..." After knocking on the door, Chen Ying, who entered the office, said hello to the current director, and then looked at the two guys in black suits sitting in the reception chair... "Did you call me? ??"
"Yes..." The slightly chubby chief looked at the Chinese female trainee police officer standing in front of him and said, "Laura, did you hear that your family lives in Chinatown?"
"No... that was already three years ago..." Chen Ying couldn't figure out why this guy suddenly started to care about where he lives?
"That's not important..." the slightly taller man in the suit interjected: "The important thing is, are you familiar with Chinatown... and most importantly, can you speak Chinese...?"
"It's okay..." Chen Ying felt that although her Mandarin was stubbornly speaking, but... at least it was used for communication without any problems...
"That's OK..." The man in the black suit stood up and said to the director: "Director Grote, then we will borrow your police officer first, and the official secondment document will be faxed to you later..."
"Oh God... You took away my best coffee maker..." The director joked with the tall man, obviously—the two are acquaintances...
Chen Ying was taken away from the New York Police Headquarters because of this stupid one. She didn't come back to her senses until she got into the two people's car."Can I ask, what is going on here?"
Bobby, the little guy who was driving, looked at each other with his partner George, and said, "Okay...You'll know about this sooner or later, and it's not a secret, so just tell you..."
"..." Chen Ying put on a respectful look.
"Do you know how many foreigners enter the U.S. through various means on average every day?" George asked.
Chen Ying said with a dazed expression: "I don't know..." She is not from the immigration bureau. The ghost knows how many people come to the United States.
"On average, millions of people from all over the world enter the U.S. through various legal and illegal channels every day..." Bobby said: "Among them, there are travellers, business negotiations... and some studying in the U.S. Yes, more are looking for opportunities in the United States..."
"Most of them are of this type..."
"But... yesterday, just yesterday... the major airports on the west coast... tens of thousands of people..."
"Isn't it normal for tens of thousands of people?" Chen Ying asked somewhat blankly: "Compared with the influx of millions of people every day... tens of thousands of people..."
"Of course tens of thousands of people are normal..." George said with a blank look at Chen Ying: "But...if these tens of thousands are members of the gang, do you still think it is normal? And their reason for entry is the same, attend a wedding……"
"..." Chen Ying was suddenly stupid... Tens of thousands of gang members poured into the United States?What are they going to do??attend a wedding??No fool would believe it...
"Of these tens of thousands of gang members... half are the leaders of the four major gangs under the Neon Jidao Alliance... and the other half are the speakers of various Chinese in Southeast Asia... Now, you still Do you feel normal?"