Movie World I Am King

"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 belonged together...well, let's go.

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 the people from the Neon Polar Organization who came to form a group for the wedding today? Those guys who couldn't see one in the past few days, today he saw more than 100 numbers in one day, and - it was only what he saw in this entry channel... not to mention other entry channels.

Such entry events were staged at the same time 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 pole figures pouring into the United States.

at the same time--

FBI headquarters...Hoover Building.

"Are those neon people crazy?? What are they going to do?? Start the third world war?" Michael, who was sitting in his office, looked at the report in front of him, and had the urge to scold MMP— , In one day, more than 20,000 members of the neon pole organization poured into the United States... and the reason for entry was to attend a wedding ceremony...

Are they joking? Are they the Neon Emperor planning to get married in America? And even if the emperor gets married here... it's not their turn to show up...

"Head... I don't think it's the worst..." A man in a suit said and handed Michael another entry record.

"..."

"…………"

"Did all those guys from the Immigration Bureau grow up with Shixiang?" Before the record was read, Michael threw the document in his hand on the table... "So many Chinese gangsters in Southeast Asia are Went to the United States for a wedding?? And those immigration officers approved them entry? Did their heads grow on their butts??"

"The immigration office said...these guys are all regular tourist passports, and they have very good reasons for entering..." A detective explained carefully: "So they can't refuse the visa...and...they are in There is no criminal record in the country... Therefore—they also act according to the rules... There is no way!"

"..."According to the rules..." Michael slapped the table angrily... How many people have these guys refused visas every year for various reasons that are not reasons, and now they are talking about doing things according to the rules... Ma Dan's, still It's not that I don't want to offend those gangsters... They're cool at TMD, but they've caused themselves a lot of trouble... "Now...immediately...immediately...notify the immigration office for me to deny visas to all those with a gangster background. personnel……"

"Head..." A female detective took a step forward and said, "I think... it's better not to notify the immigration department..."

"Why??" Michael glared at his men. "You'd better give me a reason... Otherwise, this case will be handed over to you..."

"If we refuse the visa...they might use other ways to enter the country, such as detouring from Mexico to enter the country...by that time, more people will come in...but we have no way to monitor... ... So, I think it's better to let them be on the bright side... At least if they enter the country through regular channels... When we supervise them, it will be much more convenient..."

"..." Michael twirled the pen in his hand, and after 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 now...

That is -- what the **** are these guys coming to the US for? ?

Don't talk about the ridiculous reason for customs clearance - attending a wedding or something, it's too nonsense... Whose wedding can make tens of thousands of gang members come to the United States away from their own territory? ?

It is easier to convince him that there is a God in this world than to convince him of those nonsense.

"Okay...that's it for now..." After Michael sighed, he said, "But—I ask you to keep an eye on them...see what they come to the United States for, and... give I asked the Gambino family...are they up to something again, and...if they're going to go to war with those neon people recently, they'd better let us know first...by the way, warn the Chinese halls The boss of the mouth, let them give me a little peace recently...don't do anything for me."

"Yes, head..." XN

"Do it when you know it, GOGOGO..." Michael drove all his men out of the office with an angry expression like driving an animal.

Looking at the office that had regained its calm again... Michael slowly stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and looked at the scenery downstairs... Silent.

He feels that the collective influx of foreign underworld organizations into the United States this time... is definitely not simple... But what is the reason for these guys to come to the United States at the same time... He is still unclear.

So - he is now eager to know what is attracting these guys to the United States... He doesn't want to face the president's questioning, knowing nothing... Just hope everything goes well.

Chapter 962

NEW YORK - The Police Department...

As a police officer who just graduated this year, Chen Ying was assigned to intern at the New York Police Department. She said it was an internship, but Chen Ying felt that her police life was completely different from what she had imagined.

They just take themselves as the little tea girl and they are calling... The daily work is nothing but serving tea and pouring water... There is no case, no file... All the things learned in the police academy are useless... …

On the contrary, the craft of making coffee that she learned from her mother was well received by the police here...

But there is no way... This is the United States, this is the world of white people... This is also the country with the most implicit discrimination against women, and the invisible ceiling of women in the workplace can be seen everywhere... The guy who regards this as a paradise for women is not a ZZ? ?

As an intern police officer of Chinese descent, Chen Ying can only wait here step by step... She is now only looking forward to being assigned to the lower bureau after her internship period is over... But, as of now— The dream is far away.

"Laura... The director asked you to come to his office..." A black policewoman came over and said to Chen Ying, who was sitting in the tea room to rest.

As a trainee police officer, she doesn't even have her own desk in the police station, let alone a personal office... So when she's not busy, she usually rests in the pantry...

"Okay, I'll go..." Chen Ying said, stood up, and asked curiously as she walked past the black policewoman. "Maria...do you know what the director called me??"

"I don't know..." Maria walked to the coffee machine, got a cup of coffee and said, "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 she heard the FBI's words... Those guys in the FBI don't care about trivial matters at all... The cases they intervened, no One is 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 looked at the two guys in black suits sitting on the guest chairs... "Did you call me? ??"

"That's right..." The slightly fat 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's already three years ago..." Chen Ying couldn't understand why this guy suddenly started to care about where he lived?

"That doesn't matter..." The slightly taller man in a suit interjected: "What matters is whether you are familiar with Chinatown... and most importantly, do you speak Chinese...?"

"It's alright..." Chen Ying felt that although her Chinese was sloppy, but... at least there was no problem with communicating it...

"That's ok..." The man in the black suit stood up and said to the chief: "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 my best coffee maker here..." The director was joking with the tall man, obviously—the two were acquaintances...

Chen Ying was taken away from the New York Police Department by this stupid person, and she didn't recover until she got into the car of the two. "Can I ask, what the **** is going on here??"

The little Bobby, who was driving, looked at his partner George and said, "Okay... Anyway, you have to know about this sooner or later, and it's not a secret, so I'll tell you..."

"..." Chen Ying put on a look of listening intently.

"Do you know how many foreigners enter the United States by various means on average every day?" George asked.

Chen Ying said with a bewildered face: "I don't know..." She is not from the Immigration Bureau, who knows how many people come to the United States.

"On average, millions of people from all over the world enter the United States through various legal and illegal ways every day..." Bobby said: "Among them, there are those who are traveling, who are negotiating business... and some who come to study in the United States. Yes, it's more about 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...the influx of tens of thousands of people..."

"Isn't it normal for tens of thousands of people??" Chen Ying asked in a daze: "Compared to the influx of millions of people every day... tens of thousands..."

"Of course tens of thousands of people are normal..." George rolled his eyes at Chen Ying and said, "But... if these tens of thousands of people are all gang members, do you still think it's normal?? And their reasons for entry are the same, attend a wedding……"

"..." Chen Ying was suddenly dumbfounded... Tens of thousands of gang members poured into the United States? What are they going to do? ? attend a wedding? ? No fool will believe it...

"Among the tens of thousands of gang members... half of them are the leaders of the four major gangs under Neon's Jidao Alliance... and the other half are the people who speak the words of various Chinese in Southeast Asia... Now, you still Do you feel normal?"