Super Black Technology

U.S. Seattle, 92 Milk Township.

Mr. George is in the living room watching TV and writing comments. This event is so sensational, every comment is a dollar, if you can get the scoop, it is a super dollar.

No, no, I want to tell my wife to go home, and go to Leeds to see if I can get big news.

At this time, the phone rang. Mr. George glanced at it, and then immediately answered the phone. It was the editor-in-chief.

"George! Go to Milk Town No. 93 immediately to see if there is any news interview!"

"I'm writing a review!"

"Don't write any bullshit comments, I have private news, the watermelon is at No. 93, Milk Town!"

"What? Okay, okay, I'll go right away!"

George hung up the phone, suddenly froze. No. 93 in Milk Town, my home is No. 92, and No. 93 is next door. next door, next door...

George was shocked. Isn't the house next door to the Williams couple? Is Mr. Williams a watermelon? impossible?

What's going on, what's going on here? !

"Ding-dong! Ding-dong!" the doorbell rang, startling George.

George got up quickly and walked to the door.

"who?"

"Hello, FedEx!"

George glanced through the cat's eyes, and it turned out to be a young man in a courier costume.

George unlocked the door, and suddenly there was a loud "bang", the door was pushed open vigorously, and George was knocked down to the ground.

"FBI!"

A pistol was held against George's head, and then a senior agent in a suit broke into the house with several men.

"Team 2 is in place!"

"Squad 3 is in place!"

"Squad 4 is in place!"

...

The voices of the captains came from the headsets. The senior agent didn't even look at George. After all the teams were in place, they immediately gave the order.

"The attacking team is dispatched! Capture 'Watermelon' alive, repeat again, be sure to capture it alive!"

This scene made George panic, no, Nicole is still at Williams' house. George struggled quickly and shouted loudly: "My wife is innocent, my..."

A slight sound interrupted George's words, and the safety switch of the pistol on George's head was activated.

No. 93, Milk Township.

In the living room, the three adults were watching the news reports intently.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

The door was kicked open, and the glass of the window was broken. More than a dozen FBI stormed the house from all directions.

"Don't move!" "FBI!"

The three of them turned pale in shock, and quickly raised their hands, not daring to move. Because every American citizen knows that in this country where guns are rampant, the FBI has the right to shoot at any time.

"I'm an FBI agent!" After the situation was under control, an agent flashed his badge to the three and said, "Mr. Williams, we suspect that you are related to a terrorist attack, please come with us. "

Hearing this sentence, Mr. Williams raised his hands, stood up and said: "What's going on? Did you make a mistake?"

The two women also stood up amidst the siege, and loudly argued: "You guys are mistaken, we've been watching TV!"

"Mr. Agent, I am a reporter under the News Corporation, and we have not participated in any terrorist activities!"

The explanation made the agent leading the team frown. According to the obtained IP address, the watermelon is located at No. 93, Milk Township, and the owner of this house is the Williams couple. If not them, who else would it be?

At this time, the boss's voice sounded in the agent's headset.

"Watermelon is still chatting with Alice!"

What? The agent was startled, and then with a wave of his hand, several FBI officers rushed to the second floor with guns.

At this moment, the Williams and his wife were terrified. They ignored the threat of being pointed at by a gun, and rushed over to stop the FBI's action.

"No, don't go!" "No, don't hurt him!"

second floor.

"Boom—"

The door was slammed open, and several FBIs rushed in, shouting loudly.

"Don't move! Put your head in your hands!" "We are the FBI!"

The next moment, everyone was stunned, but saw:

In this small cartoon room, a cute child is typing on the keyboard happily. Seeing the police uncle enter the room, the child turned his head and blinked his big bright eyes a few times in a daze.

Sudden!

The child's mouth was flattened, and he burst into tears. There seemed to be unspeakable grievances in the immature crying.

"Mom, woo... Mom, mom..."

Oh, Mygod!

An FBI patted his forehead, the tragedy was extreme. The rest of the people were also stunned, with their mouths gaping open, unable to say anything.

"What are you doing?!"

At this time, everyone also came upstairs. Hearing her son's cries, Mrs. Williams rushed directly into the house and picked up her son.

"What are you going to do? What are you going to do?!" Mrs. Williams growled loudly like a tigress who saw her cub injured.

"I'm going to sue you, I'm going to expose you to the media!" Mrs. George also shouted to the FBI.

Mr. Williams did not speak. He quickly walked up to his wife, checked his child carefully, and then heaved a sigh of relief. Then he turned to the FBI agents and said:

"I don't know what you are looking for? But he is my son, only 11 years old!"

Mr. Williams' voice was very serious, as if he was telling everyone that anyone who dared to hurt his son would definitely do his best.

Mr. Agent didn't know what to say. Nima, when the world was a sensation and the president was paying attention, he led the team to arrest a child.

What's the situation?

The FBI looked at this, looked at that, and then they all looked at their heads, as if to say: Captain, you guys, hurry up and make arrangements.

"Well, um...Mr. Williams, you guys, why don't we go downstairs first!" Mr. Agent suggested weakly.

No wonder the agent is so cowardly. Because this is the United States of America, every child has a super invincible god covering his head, that is "Minor Scum...", sorry, typo, it is "Minor Protection Act".

There is a saying that describes the United States: America is a paradise for children, a battlefield for adults, and a cemetery for the elderly.

There are dozens of laws in the United States just to protect minors. Note that there are "departments", not "articles". Not to mention deliberate violation of children, even if it is unintentional, it will be convicted of a felony.

And let alone the FBI violating children, even if the parents of the children accidentally hurt the children, it is a felony.

There was a case like this:

A couple of Chinese students studying abroad, the wife went to class, and the husband changed the diaper of the child at home, but the child fell into the bathtub twice by mistake. The child kept crying, and then the husband took the child to the hospital for examination and found a fracture.

The doctor immediately called the police.

After the trial, the court ruled that the parents of the child were incapable of taking care of the child, so they sent the child to a public institution for upbringing, and the husband was sentenced to 5 years in prison.

These are parents, not outsiders.

If it is the abandonment of a child, it is even more serious. It is definitely not a "crime of abandonment" like in China, but first-degree murder!

...

Hearing the agent's suggestion, Mr. Williams nodded to his wife, and then the two women hugged Ike like babysitters and walked downstairs.

After they went downstairs, the agent approached the computer and looked at it, and saw:

On the rectangular computer screen, there was only one Facebook running, and there were many conversations on it, among which keywords were 'Sister Alice' and 'Brother Watermelon'.

It really was him!

Oh, Mygod! The agent sighed secretly, and then reported to his boss through the headset:

"Sir, I caught 'Watermelon'! But..."

"But what? Bring them out immediately, don't destroy the scene!"

"He's still a child, and there are reporters around, so he can't move him!" the agent said helplessly.

As soon as these words came out, there was a sound of shock in the headset.

"What?" "What?" "Are you kidding me?"

...