Los Angeles Detective Chapter 316

  Chapter 316 Awards

  Eight o'clock in the morning of the next day.

  Luke and his family rushed to the hotel conference room to check their identity again, and were told that they could not enter the White House with weapons.

  At 8:35 in the morning, two buses drove downstairs to the hotel, and the recipients and their families could take the buses to the White House.

  Going to the White House is nothing new. Part of the White House and part of the time period are open to tourists. Robert visited the White House when he was young.

   But this time coming to the White House is different. My grandson was awarded the highest honor award by the commander-in-chief, and I myself became a guest invited to watch the ceremony.

  Linda got up at six o'clock in the morning, invited a special makeup artist, and wore the most beautiful clothes. As a single mother, there is nothing more proud of than this day.

  The little fat man has been videoing with Maggie, his face is flushed, and he looks very excited.

  In order to look thinner on camera, he didn't eat last night, and this morning he only ate an egg and drank a glass of milk.

   After Li Zhaonian got in the car, he sat in the row with Luke, and the two were talking in a low voice.

  Luke likes to communicate with this uncle very much. The two have a lot of common 'language', which is why he wants to train his younger brother to understand Chinese culture, so that he can have someone who can speak his native dialect in the future.

  The United States is an immigrant country with multiple races and ethnicities. While integrating into the local society, it must also retain its own national culture.

   This is not to be special, nor is it a manifestation of being out of group. Anglo-Saxons, Jews, African-Americans, and Mexican-Americans have all integrated into American society, but they also retain their own national culture.

  Many African Americans even blatantly hung the national flag of their "hometown" in the yard.

  Val was also very excited today. He dressed up specially, put a lot of hairspray on his hair, and looked around as soon as he got in the car.

  A Mexican man with a bandaged left hand got into the car, glanced at the back row, and walked to the seat in front of Val.

  Val stared at each other, "Are you Chris Franco?"

  The Mexican man asked back, "Yes, you know me?"

"certainly.

  A man armed with an AK entered a Wal-Mart supermarket and shot indiscriminately, causing casualties to dozens of customers and supermarket staff, and the scene was bloody.

  You stood up bravely, hit the gunman with a bottle, and were also discovered by the gunman, causing the murderer to shoot at you. You were shot twice. I have been following this shooting case. You are a hero. "

  Mexican man Chris Franco laughed, "I'm not as powerful as you said, I'm not a policeman, and I don't carry a weapon, but I can't stand by when I see gunmen massacring in a supermarket.

I picked up the beer bottle and threw it over, but I am not a professional pitcher, so I only hit the opponent after throwing it a few times. The good news is that he stopped chasing other guests. I left some 'gifts' behind. "

  Chris Franco pointed to his arm, "Actually, I didn't play much role, I just did what I should do."

  Waldau, "You have done a great job, and it is even more rare because you are not a policeman.

  I am also a supermarket worker, and I receive all kinds of customers every day, and you are definitely the most righteous customer I have ever seen. "

  Val handed the other party a business card, "If you come to Los Angeles, you must go to our supermarket, we are happy to serve you."

   "Thank you." Chris Franco smiled and asked, "Sorry buddy, I don't know you yet, are you also here to accept the award?"

   "I was so excited that I forgot to introduce myself.

  My name is Val, and I accompanied my nephew to receive the award. "Val pointed to Luke on the side, "This is my nephew Luke, he killed the shooter in the Las Vegas shooting. "

  Chris Franco looked at Luke, "Wow, no wonder you look familiar, I heard about your deeds, it's amazing.

  If you have time, you must tell me about the situation at that time, it must be very thrilling. "

"No problem, after the award ceremony is over, we can go to the bar for a drink and have a good chat." Luke also heard about the supermarket shooting in Texas, which eventually killed 23 people and injured 23 others. Ranked seventh on mass shootings.

  Chris Franco praised, "Good idea, let me invite you in the first round."

   Li Zhaonian, who was sitting next to Luke, joked, "Dude, never rush to pay in front of a Chinese."

"Ha ha…"

  Everyone laughed.

   While chatting, the bus drove to the White House.

  Luke was also a little excited. The important thing about receiving the award this time is not only the medal itself, but also the meaning and influence behind the medal.

  Luke traveled to Los Angeles and won the highest honor medal in the police circle in just a few months. This is a recognition of his ability, and it also shows that he chose this path correctly.

  Luke will shoulder more honors and responsibilities, and at the same time, will usher in a new starting point.

  After arriving at the White House, all passengers on the bus went through security checks again, and then the award recipients were separated from their families, and Luke and other award recipients were arranged in a lounge.

   Ten people presented the award together with Luke, including Fatau Brandi from the Las Vegas Fire Department and Chris Franco, a Mexican-American civilian.

  Including Luke, there were seven people in police or firefighter uniforms, and three civilian honorees.

  The staff of the White House checked the identities of everyone again, and at the same time explained the awarding process...

  The award ceremony was held in the hall on the west side of the White House, with white walls, yellow curtains, and a picture of Washington hanging in the middle.

  The staff has already arranged on the podium and tested the microphones. The audience members entered the venue one after another and sat on the chairs under the podium.

  Robert, Linda, Li Zhaonian, Val, and Fatty were among them, communicating with the people around them in low voices.

   At 9:25, reporters also entered the venue, and all major news TV stations set up live broadcast equipment.

  At 9:30, an old white man with fluffy blond hair walked into the venue and was surrounded by the staff and walked onto the podium.

  He is the current head of the White House and knows the king.

  Knowing Wang stepped onto the podium, stood by the microphone, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, first looked at the audience on the left, and then at the audience on the right, "Welcome, ladies and gentlemen.

  Today is a special day. We will welcome some heroes here. They are the cornerstone of this country and have made great contributions to the security and stability of this country.

A lot has happened in the past year, the country has changed a lot, become safer, richer, more democratic than before, but there have been some unfortunate things like the Las Vegas shooting, the Arizona State arson, shooting in Texas, school attack in Ohio..."

  Understanding Wang sighed, "I express my deep condolences to the victims of these incidents. At the same time, some heroes emerged behind these incidents, protecting the country and citizens in various ways and actions.

   Now, let's bring these heroes to the stage. "

  Knowing Wang turned sideways, looking at the passage of the podium behind him.

   Subsequently, the award recipients headed by Luke stepped onto the podium.

  Understanding Wang took the lead in applauding.

  The audience also burst into applause.

   Luke and his party stood in two rows, and the first row was the winner of the public security officer heroic medal headed by Luke.

  The other row is the civilians who performed heroically in the event.

  Understanding Wang said a few words of praise, and then began to present the awards.

  Understanding Wang first walked in front of Luke.

  Although they all won the public security officer heroic medal, Luke is ranked first in terms of case influence and personal credit.

  Knowing Wang is tall, a few centimeters taller than Luke, pointing to Luke and saying, "Hey, great guy, I know you.

   Luke from the LAPD, I love Los Angeles, it's a very artsy city.

  I've met your Chief Frank a few times at parties, he's a big guy, he always has a straight face, but he seems solid.

  I had a good impression of him, but he didn't like me very much at the time. "

   Luke laughed, "This is indeed Frank's style, but he should not be targeting you, but everyone."

  Understanding Wang smiled, "You're right, when you get back to Los Angeles, say hello to him for me."

"I will."

  Knowing Wang took the medal from the side, walked behind Luke, and helped him wear the medal.

   This is a beautiful medal, an inverted pentagram in gilt blue enamel surrounded by a laurel wreath. The Great Seal is engraved on the front of the central disc and Luke's name is engraved on the back.

  This medal is one of the few collar ribbons in the American medals, and most of the others are lapel ribbons.

  No matter which commander presents the award, the benefits brought by this national honor will accompany these police officers for life.

   "This medal is very suitable for you." Dao Wang stretched out his right hand.

   "Thankssir, nice to meet you." Luke shook hands with the other party.

  After Wang Wang handed out medals to public safety officials, he began to issue certificates to civilians.

  However, civilians only have certificates of commendation and no medals.

  After the awards ceremony was over, Wang Dao said a few words on the scene, and then left the podium. The entire awards ceremony took less than an hour.

  However, the meaning to Luke and others is different.

  Starting today, people on the podium can be called 'heroes' no matter where they go, and it is also a title recognized by the state.

  This designation has great honor and potential benefits for police officers and firefighters.

  Luke and his family meet and hug each other.

  The little fat man touched the medal with his hands, but was slapped on the back of his hand by Linda, "Don't move around."

  The little fat man withdrew his hand, showing an aggrieved look.

  Linda held the medal with her own hands, "Wow, this medal is so beautiful! It must be hung on the wall of the living room when I get home."

   "Mom, don't you let me move? Why can you touch?"

   "Because I'm your mother."

   "It's not fair."

   "Shut up or your pocket money will be gone for next month and the next month."

fatty"…"

  After the awards, under the leadership of the staff, Luke and his family visited the open area of ​​the White House.

   After shopping for half an hour before leaving, when they reached the gate of the White House, Robert suggested that the family take a group photo.

   Draw a successful conclusion to this awards ceremony...

  Little Fatty is restless, yelling to go to the Natural History Museum.

  Luke's gaze was attracted by a group of people walking not far away.

  Several FBI agents walked to the gate of the White House and glanced around. Luke was familiar with this feeling, as if searching for suspicious persons in the crowd.

  Luke made a quick decision, "Let's go, go to the Natural History Museum."

   "Yeah, it's still good for me." The little fat man cheered and wanted to jump up happily, but he didn't know if it was because he was too fat and his toes didn't leave the ground.

  At this moment, Chris Franco, the civilian award recipient, walked out of the White House with his family talking and laughing. Everyone's face was filled with warmth and pride.

   Several FBI agents stepped forward and stopped Chris Franco, "Are you Chris Franco?"

  Chris Franco asked with a smile, "It's me, have you seen the live broadcast of the award ceremony?"

   "That's right, but that's not what we're looking for you for." A white man in an FBI uniform showed his ID, "I'm FBI agent Giovanni Erser, and this is my ID."

  Chris Franco restrained his smile, "Do you have anything to do with me?"

   "Chris Franco, in 2016, you stole a TV from Pistro Mall and you were sentenced to 18 days in jail.

  Here is your arrest warrant.

  We are going to arrest you under the law now. "FBI agent Giovanni Erser waved his hand, gesturing to the accompanying agents to arrest him.

   "No, I just received the commendation from the Grand Commander, you can't treat me like this..." Chris Franco showed fear and anger, and his body backed away involuntarily.

   Fatau Brandi, who is also the recipient of the award, walked over and stood in front of the FBI agent, "What do you want to do? This is the White House?"

  Everyone is awarding awards on a podium. Although it can't be said that everyone is honored and everyone is hurt, if Chris Franco is captured, other award recipients will also lose face.

  FBI agent Giovanni Erser showed his arrest warrant, "This is his arrest warrant. No matter where he is, I have the power and responsibility to arrest him."

   At this time, Luke was no longer staying out of the matter. After receiving the arrest warrant for inspection, it was indeed a real and valid arrest warrant, and then returned the certificate to Giovanni Erser.

  Luke couldn't figure out the cause and effect of the matter, so he temporarily stepped aside.

  FBI agent Giovanni Erser took out handcuffs and arrested Chris Franco in public.

  Chris Franco didn't dare to resist, but kept pleading, "You can't do this, I was awarded a hero certificate by the Grand Commander just now, you can't take me away as a criminal...

  It's not fair, you can't do this. "

   "Ka Ka..."

  The surrounding flashes are ringing non-stop.

  Reporters from the TV station gathered around and asked questions in one go.

   "Why did you FBI arrest Chris Franco, he is one of the civilian heroes who was awarded the certificate this time."

   "Can you tell me what crime Chris Franco committed?"

   "Why do you arrest people at the gate of the White House, is there a deeper reason here?"

  FBI agent Giovanni Erser escorted Chris Franco into the car, "Sorry, no comment." Then he closed the door and the car left the White House.

  Seeing this posture, Luke hurried out of the way.

   If he doesn't leave, he will definitely be surrounded by reporters and ask questions. He doesn't know anything, and he doesn't know anything, so why get involved in the whirlpool.

   Luke ran away, and the other belated award recipients were surrounded by reporters, and there was another 100,000 whys.

   Back in the hotel room, Luke was still thinking about it, feeling a little uneasy.

  The commander-in-chief just issued a certificate of commendation to Chris Franco, praising him as a brave citizen.

   As a result, the hero was arrested by the FBI at the gate of the White House in a blink of an eye.

   So is he a hero or a fugitive?

  Not only the award recipients in the same batch felt uncomfortable.

   The most upset should be Wang Wang, this is Chi Guoguo's slap in the face.

  Luke estimates that there is a high probability that Wang Wang will scold his mother in anger in the White House office, and he can definitely do it with Wang Wang's character.

  Luke suddenly misses Los Angeles a little bit.

  At 8:00 p.m., the hotel terrace bar.

  Luke ordered a glass of draft beer, drinking while thinking about things.

  A gust of fragrant wind came, and Luke looked up, and a beautiful figure in a wine-red dress came over. With a delicate face, protruding front and long legs, it was the beautiful detective Ortie.

   Luke asked, "What would you like to drink?"

"Bloody Mary."

   "It matches your clothes today." Luke smiled and said to the bartender, "Have a Bloody Mary."

   "Hero, why are you looking for me in such a hurry?"

   "I want to change my plan, shorten my stay in Washington, and return to Los Angeles earlier."

"Why?"

   "You promised to be a guide and take me around Washington, but you missed the appointment."

   "Comeon, the Captain Luke I know is not so stingy."

  Luke glanced around, leaned forward, and whispered, "A civilian award recipient was captured by FBI agents at the gate of the White House, did you know?"

   "I knew you would ask about this. So, before I came, I inquired about the news. Chris Franco was released again."

"when?"

   "Just half an hour ago."

   "The FBI caught the wrong guy?"

   "No.

   But the agency that issued the original arrest warrant was unwilling to take the person, and the FBI released him. "

   Luke asked back, "Do you think this is normal?"

  Orti thought for a while, "It may not be normal in other countries, but this is America."

   "This is why I don't like Washington."

   "Didn't you say you didn't like Washington?"

   "It's not too late to say now."

   "Then what do you want now? Do you need me to continue to investigate further?"

  Luke thought for a while, "No need, I don't want to get involved too deeply. When I return to Los Angeles, even if the White House is hijacked, it has nothing to do with me."

   "You are really a man who is afraid of chaos." Orti smiled.

  Suddenly, a voice sounded from the side, "Hey, beauty, can I buy you a drink?"

  A white man with a wine glass in his hand came over and stood beside Orti, looking up and down at Orti's figure.

  Orti turned his head, "Are you talking about me?"

   "Sure, is there anyone hotter than you here?"

   "You have good vision, but I have a partner."

  The white man raised his glass and pointed at Luke, "Are you talking about him?"

   Luke smiled, "Yes, we have some personal matters to discuss. Sir, you can go."

  The tall white man shook his fingers, "nonono, it's you who is leaving, now it's my turn to have a drink with this beautiful young lady.

   Give you thirty seconds, and immediately disappear from my sight. "

  Luke's eyes were sharp, and he looked at the other party with great interest. If this was Los Angeles, this guy would already be lying on the ground.

  The white man looked at his watch, pointed his right index finger at Luke, "Ten seconds left."

  Olti grabbed the white man's right index finger without warning, and snapped it backwards.

"ah!"

  The white man let out a cry of pain, followed the direction of Orti's force, bent down and knelt down on the ground.

   "It hurts, it hurts, my hand..."

   "Before you invite me next time, you'd better ask me what I think." Ortie lifted his foot and kicked him in the chest. The white man was kicked to the ground, and he woke up drunk.

  The white man glared at Ortie and Luke, and ran away cursing.

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  (end of this chapter)

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