American Comics: BOSS Invasion

In front of the command vehicle, the frontline commander's eyes held excitement as he proactively reached out to shake Qi Shan's hand.

"Officer Qi Shan, thank you for your outstanding contribution to this operation. If it weren't for you..."

The frontline commander swallowed the rest of his sentence. The Los Angeles Police Department suffered heavy losses in this operation. Compared to Qi Shan, who single-handedly resolved the situation, they were simply a bunch of useless people.

Although the frontline commander felt stifled, he couldn't say it. Saying that would be a political mistake.

"You're welcome. We're all police officers; this is what I should do!"

Qi Shan narrowed his eyes and smiled. He was in a good mood. He had just made a call to his direct superior, briefly reporting the basic situation. The other party was overjoyed, and the unrestrained tone clearly indicated that they would gain a lot of benefit from this incident.

"According to our investigation, a woman named Holly, who seems to be your ex-wife, requested to see you, but our officers declined her request. She is currently being placed in the best hospital in Los Angeles, less than 5 kilometers from here. If you want to see her, we will arrange transportation immediately!"

The frontline commander clearly wanted to do something. If he could transfer Qi Shan's relationship from New York to Los Angeles, then this incident could be internally digested.

As long as the public opinion was taken care of, wouldn't the police be able to say whatever they wanted? Anyway, the losses were only to the company and the construction party, with no relation to the police system.

As long as there were no casualties among the hostages, even if some police officers were sacrificed in the process, they could be glossed over with other reasons, or even transformed into heroic figures through linguistic embellishment.

The Los Angeles internal affairs department had specialists responsible for these public image projects, but the only loophole now was that Qi Shan was not an officer of the Los Angeles Police Department.

The frontline commander had also received orders to show goodwill to Qi Shan in advance.

Therefore, Holly, by virtue of her title as Qi Shan's ex-wife, had received the best treatment.

However, Qi Shan was no longer the John McClane of the past. He had no impression of this white woman and had no intention of starting a relationship with her.

Having traveled for so long, through so many eras, and having seen countless races, Qi Shan still felt that he preferred his own kind. Only Chinese girls met Qi Shan's aesthetic standards.

Perhaps that was the reason why Catherine missed her chance in the first place. Qi Shan might have subconsciously thought that Tomie was even more beautiful than Catherine.

"No need, we're divorced, so there's no relationship. If there are any problems, please have the Los Angeles Police Department respond on my behalf. You can say whatever you want; I don't want to see her!"

Saying this, Qi Shan turned and pointed to the hall: "By the way, who was it that ordered the use of mortars? The power of the bombs was too great, and the kidnappers' target was blown to smithereens. 640 million in unregistered bonds turned to ashes.

I think you need to communicate this matter with your superiors, otherwise, when the owner reacts, these hateful capitalists probably won't let the police department off easily, even if we saved their lives!"

Qi Shan was a little surprised. The Deputy Chief was a big figure. In the entire Los Angeles police system, there were only the Assistant Chief and the Chief above him.

However, those in the position of Chief were actually only responsible for administrative affairs and never interfered in specific incidents.

This was somewhat similar to the position of Sean Lau in the Cold War movie world. He was the head of the operations department, and this Deputy Chief was the same.

The call was quickly connected, and the Deputy Chief's voice was very steady: "Officer Qi Shan, I'm very glad to speak with you. I'm Robin!"

"Hello, Chief Robin!"

"The information you just provided is very important. Time is of the essence, so I'll get straight to the point. This incident is very important to the Los Angeles Police Department. Your contribution will be equally exchanged through other means, but you will not appear in the incident report. Do you understand what I mean?"

Qi Shan immediately understood that the Deputy Chief wanted to keep the final interpretation of the case within Los Angeles through an exchange of benefits.

This would make it much easier to handle through various means. If it weren't for the 640 million in bonds, it might not have reached this point. Now, with this astronomical figure added, the Deputy Chief was also a little nervous and didn't dare to take any risks.

Qi Shan didn't have any objections: "Chief, this is not something I can decide, but I have no objections!"

"Very good, I will communicate with your direct superior and give you a satisfactory answer within these two weeks. Perhaps your police rank won't be raised in the short term, but there will be a big leap in actual power. You need to be prepared!"

"Understood, I have something to do. Can I leave now? Tomorrow is Christmas!"

"Yes, tomorrow is Christmas, but this Christmas, the entire Los Angeles police force will not be in a good mood!

I will arrange the nearest flight for you. If you have any other questions, you can contact me at any time. After hanging up, Luke will give you my private number!"

After speaking, the phone hung up directly.

The frontline commander handed over a business card with a complex expression, and after thinking about it, handed over another business card.

"One of them is mine. If there is anything you need help with, you can call me directly, as long as it doesn't violate principles or regulations. You helped us a lot today, but the Los Angeles Police Department is like this. I owe you one!"

The frontline commander's expression was a bit ugly when he said this, as if it was very difficult to say.

Qi Shan patted him on the shoulder, took the business card, and didn't say anything.

It could be seen that this was an upright old policeman, but the incident tonight was too big, and he had nothing to say about the operations of the higher-ups.

The matter was perfectly resolved, and Qi Shan gained both substance and face.

Under police escort, he was taken directly to the plane. They almost watched the plane take off before returning.

No doubt, it must have been the Deputy Chief's order. They didn't want any accidents to happen.

Qi Shan didn't care. What he wanted most now was to return to New York and see how far the company run by Mr. and Mrs. Smith had developed!

Then take some time to study how to be a good policeman.

As for the 640 million in unregistered bonds, the assassin had plenty of ways to turn them into cash.