End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

At No. 1 Police Plaza in New York City, the award ceremony and press conference were held simultaneously.

To put it simply, after the award ceremony, the reporters asked questions casually, and Russell answered casually.

The scene is the same as when Russell first entered this world, except that the protagonist has changed from the bald brother to himself.

"On behalf of the New York City Government and the City Police Department, please allow me to present this 'Medal of Honor' to Inspector Russell, who has fought bravely for the citizens of New York, is dedicated to his duty and has no regard for his own life."

Click! Click! Click————

Two congressmen spoke one after another, and the more photogenic one wore a medal for Russell. Then they smiled at the reporter and posed for the flashlight.

Russell learned from the experience of the bald brother, prepared sunglasses in advance, and did not panic in the face of continuous lights.

For the two congressmen next to him, he didn't take it seriously and didn't plan to pursue it.

Of course, he didn't pay attention to it, and defined him as a tool man who awarded medals.

Although the two congressmen caused him to delay the award ceremony, he knew very well in his heart that these two were the inevitable product of capital, and without them there would be others.

Just like the leeks in the vegetable garden, they are more tenacious than the hydra that "cut off one head and grow two more heads". Being more real with them is purely to make yourself uncomfortable.

"Inspector Russell, please say something!"

"certainly."

Russell nodded, showing a modest smile to the reporters.

The director said that all the reporters on the scene were arranged. It doesn't matter what he says, but the photogenic photos are important. Even if he doesn't say a word, the reporters can write impassioned articles with a picture.

"first……"

Click! Click! Click————

Russell nodded with a smile, and pressed his hands to signal for him to say a few words before taking pictures.

After the enthusiastic flashes stopped, Russell continued: "First of all, for the decision of the General Administration, for this honor, for this medal, I feel that I am worthy of it."

Click! Click! Click————

"But then again, I don't take it from anyone, right?"

"..." xN

"Okay, well said!"

Seeing that there was a little silence, the councilor took the lead in applauding, and the accompanying police officers, including Russell's boss, followed immediately.

The atmosphere heated up, and the reporters continued to take pictures. Russell kept smiling, and when the flash stopped, he began to recite the speech that was specially embellished.

"At this exciting time..."

After Russell said this, he didn't stop for two full hours, and the reporters below were going crazy.

In fact, the speech was finished in 20 minutes, but as he said, at this exciting moment, he had to say a few more words.

For the next 100 minutes, Russell was unscripted, cadenced, and full of emotion, explaining a righteous, selfless... 5,000 words omitted here... a handsome New York policeman with long legs.

How brave and humble... 5,000 words are omitted here... Passionate and sunny struggle in my post, and it has been like a day for fifty years.

He worked tirelessly and was not afraid of difficulties and obstacles...5,000 words are omitted here...He has a high fever of 90 degrees and still does not forget to stick to his job,

Its spirit is moving.

To get rid of some rhetorical tricks, the conclusion is that if this honor is not awarded to him, it is simply unacceptable, and the world deserves to be destroyed.

"Thank you everyone, that's all I want to say."

Russell pursed his lips, coughed lightly and continued: "Suddenly I remembered that I missed two small chapters just now, so I will add it. It's not long, and it will end soon."

"God, is this hell?"

"I can't do it anymore, this guy must be a devil!"

"Help, call the police, someone is going to murder me."

"Wake up, this is the New York Police Headquarters."

"Then call an ambulance for me!"

"you sure?"

"Forget it, I'll bear with it."

"..."

The group of reporters complained, and one of them tremblingly took out a quick-acting heartache spray from his arms to relieve his angina.

He didn't know what heaven was like, but he knew, and if Russell went on, he should know soon.

"Haha, Inspector Russell spoke very well. Thank you for his speech, which has benefited me a lot." The congressman walked onto the stage with a bankrupt expression and took the lead in applauding.

"Hey, I'm not done yet!"

"I announce that the award ceremony is over, and next, we will enter the reporter's question-and-answer session."

Clap clap! !

"I haven't finished yet..."

Russell whispered BB, it was rare that he was interested in speaking, and he only spoke for two hours. This group of people was really disappointing.

"Inspector Russell, I'm a reporter from the New York Observer Online. Some time ago, someone commented that you are a cold-blooded pervert who kills without blinking an eye. What do you think of this matter?"

"Rumors, pure rumors!"

"Inspector, I heard that you and a member of the Kardashian family are in love, can you reveal a little inside story?"

"Hype, definitely hype!"

"Inspector, it is said that you are an invisible rich man who inherited billions of dollars, but donated it to charity without hesitation. You started as a trainee police officer down-to-earth. Is this true?"

"Slander, it's just slander... Ahem, there is indeed such a thing."

Russell coughed lightly, and said in shame: "I don't want to talk about this matter, I hope everyone can help keep a low profile, and don't wantonly report this fact."

"Inspector, I heard that you have established more than a dozen charitable funds with your assets, and you are still anonymous. Can you explain in detail?"

"Guys, interviews shouldn't be focused on such frivolous things. I'm a policeman, not a philanthropist. That's the point."

"Inspector Russell, when you say boring, do you mean that you are sitting on billions of assets and feel boring?"

"..."

The press conference gradually went astray, and the paid reporters asked tricky questions, and the three sentences were inseparable from Russell's rich personality.

All in all, after today, Russell said that he is a poor ghost, and the whole world does not believe it.

This was indeed the case. The next day, most of the headlines in the news section given to Russell by the major media were closely related to money.

...

The next day, Russell was full of joy, and deliberately bought all the newspapers in the newsstand, and then he felt bad.

[Billionaires give up their rich lives and join the ranks of the first crime fighters]

[Shocked, the financial boss in the police station]

[He who is unknown to the public is so rich]

[The winner of the Medal of Honor is actually a Wall Street predator]

[The unknown hidden rich man, he is by our side]

Russell: (? Benefit?)

The awarding ceremony was barely perfect, except for the unsatisfactory speech, everything else was fine, but what happened to the follow-up media interviews, why did they go astray like this?

Could it be that the media on the US side can't pay attention to some positive things?

He has money, and he talks nonsense... Bah, the damn report blinded his saliva for two hours yesterday.

"Oh, it shouldn't be like this, it's too difficult for me!"

Russell slumped on the sofa, weakly stroking the beauty in his arms.

Today, after buying the newspaper, he went to the police station to report as usual, but because of unrealistic reports, the gate of the police station was blocked by three-digit women, all of whom came to seek marriage.

The beautiful branches, colorful, male and female, fully prove that the United States is a very inclusive country.

In order to maintain normal order, the chief refused him to enter the police station and gave him a holiday.

One week!

The director hopes that Russell will keep a low profile in the next week, and it is best to hide at home and not go out.

In the United States, a week is enough to stage all kinds of explosive news, especially in the gossip section, when a certain celebrity announced his coming out, and a certain celebrity was arrested for drunk driving.

Soon people won't remember who Russell is anymore and he'll be able to keep going to work.

The premise is that he has kept a low profile recently, and stopped causing big disturbances like the slums.

Russell said that he would try his best to keep a low profile. After all, it was too difficult. He always wanted to keep a low profile, but high-profile things always hit him, and he would rather die than turn back.

Bang bang bang!

There was a knock on the door, and Russell knew it without looking. It must be the unlucky sisters on the first floor. The two of them saw today's news and came up to ask for support.

He stroked Mei Short in his arms, and the latter opened his eyes, the vertical pupils became round, jumped down briskly, walked to the door and opened it.

"Officer Russell, it's the two of us again, are you surprised or not?"

Max had the cheek to say that half a million dollars was thrown into the water, and he recovered in just four days. The degree of heartlessness is really admirable.

It's also possible that you're used to it.

"It's not a surprise or a surprise. I knew you were going to come to my door yesterday."

Russell rolled his eyes: "If you have anything to say, hurry up, but the ugly words are ahead. My basement is already full. In addition, if it is borrowing money, first pay back the five thousand dollars."

"You misunderstood, we are here for other things."

"Other things? You didn't read today's newspaper, so you don't know...then what?" Russell wondered.

"No, we usually pick up other people's newspapers, so what you said, we will wait for a while to know."

Caroline answered calmly, and the truth was poignant.

"You don't even watch TV?"

"The television does not work!"

"Not online?"

"The computer is broken, too."

"Is there always a cell phone?"

"The electricity is out, and the power at home is cut off due to arrears of bills. We are going to the restaurant to charge at night."

Russell: (?_?)

He said speechlessly: "If I'm not wrong, you haven't been out today, have you?"

"Yeah!" x2

"I'm convinced! Tell me, what's the matter?"

Russell heaved a long sigh. Living in a metropolis like New York, Max and Caroline lived a life of primitive people. With this intelligence ability, don't even think about doing business. There is no business opportunity for them.

"It's like this. After experiencing the tragedy of investment failure, Max and I learned from the pain and found that venture capital is not suitable for us, whether it is financial stocks or real industries..."

"Wait a minute, it's up to you."

Russell interrupted the talkative Caroline and pointed at Max.

"Officer Russell, we are ready to continue the dream of Little Cake."

"So, still borrow money?"

"No, the oven at home is broken, and I want to borrow yours..."

"Move away, don't let me see it again."

"Thank you so much, you are literally a guardian angel God has given us."

Max showed fierce eyes, showed his fangs, and rushed towards Russell who was on the sofa with a ball. Because the foul was too fast, Russell couldn't react, and was hit hard and couldn't move.

"Max, let Officer Russell go, he can't breathe."

Caroline gasped, and stepped forward to pull Max away, but she tripped under her feet and followed her.

At this time, the door was pushed open, Russell squeezed his head out with difficulty, and found that the person who came was Maserati.

The chaotic scene on the sofa was unsightly. Matilda raised her hand to cover her eyes, but the gap between her fingers was too big to block anything.