Cosma Empire

The existence of Dave is definitely a huge "loophole". Du Lin himself has never been in a relationship, and he doesn't know whether people who fall in love will lose their minds like the book says. He didn't dare to gamble his own safety and the safety of his child's life with an uncertain answer. If Dave wanted to disgust or take revenge on Alyssa or himself, he only needed to reveal a little bit. Maybe the guy named An Pu can grab his tail.

He asked Kevin about An Pu, and Kevin gave him a simple reply. It was an official "Kevin". They were equally smart and rational. Kevin would not touch the case caught by Anpu, and Anpu would not touch the case caught by Kevin. The two had already fought in secret, and they had a preliminary understanding of each other. Kevin gave Du Lin a piece of advice, if anything involves Anpu, either don't do it, or do it absolutely.

So Du Lin couldn't ignore this risk. Even if Alyssa hated him because of it, did he care?

He doesn't care!

The only thing he cares about is the child that belongs to him. When he knows that his own flesh and blood is hidden in Alyssa's stomach, he can faintly feel the child's powerful and surging heartbeat. He knew it was an illusion, but this illusion was so fascinating!

After returning home, he thought about it for a while, then picked up the phone and called the East City Branch of Tenell District, and got in touch with Mason.

The governor took advantage of the opportunity of the golden robbery to directly determine that the Tenell Regional Police Department was mainly responsible for the delay of the fighter plane. In addition, Prando was shot dead at the pier, and the governor directly parachuted a new police chief into Tenell. Er, and the newly appointed director of the Contraband Investigation Bureau supported each other, and successfully gave the new party the most powerful blow to tear off the hard curtain of the old party. Those police officers under Prandeau who have served for more than a year were all interrogated in isolation, and a lot of unbelievable things about Prandeau were dug out from their mouths, which successfully resisted the counterattack from the old party .

Originally, the city hall planned to give Prondo a third-class Medal of Heroes of the Empire in recognition of his contribution to the security of Tenell City while he was alive. Unfortunately, before the medal was issued, Prondo's assets were frozen. The house was also repossessed, and his wife and children were evicted. In the words of the director of the State Police Investigation Bureau, if we award a medal to commemorate the heroes of the people to a corrupt person, it is a shame to Tener, and it is a shame to Canles!

In addition, some young police officers who have just entered the police station and passed the review have been reused to varying degrees. Among them, Du Lin's brother Mason was reused for two reasons. First, he never accepted a penny of black money or bribes during his tenure as the director of the Dongcheng Branch, which is very rare. Second, Mason also participated in the monitoring and interrogation after his brother Durin was arrested. Instead of cheating for personal gain, he kept persuading Du Lin to confess the crimes he had committed, and was willing to ask the judge for a commutation of his sentence for his confession.

These two points are enough to prove that Mason is an excellent policeman,

Although he has not been promoted, his value has been improved in such a period that he has not been transferred. There are even rumors that the Turner Regional Police Department will add two new deputy chiefs to assist the chief in his daily work , one of the positions is his!

"Brother, I need you to do something for me." Just as Du Lin said a word, he was interrupted by Mason's complaint.

"Damn it, you still know how to call me, do you know how much I worried about you during this period? You are too courageous, I must tell my father, he must teach you a good lesson! "

Du Lin laughed a few times, "You can say these complaints to my face after we meet!" As soon as he spoke, the microphone fell into silence.

In fact, Mason is a little afraid of Du Lin now, which is completely opposite to when they were at home, because he is still the director of the branch, so he can access many files, including the files of the gold robbery. Du Lin killed a lot of people this time, and many people died because of this case. He didn't expect that the guy who hung around behind his ass all day in his hometown could do such a thing. So he was a little afraid of Du Lin. He hadn't hurt anyone so far, but Du Lin had already started killing.

After a while, Mason's weak voice came from the receiver again, "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Tell father to come to you, I need to talk to him directly, I will call you again tomorrow morning, goodbye!"

After hanging up the phone, Du Lin breathed a sigh of relief. He also raised seven armed militiamen in his hometown, and he planned to call these people to temporarily protect Alyssa and the child in her belly. This time Alyssa came to Ilian, maybe she would fall into the eyes of those who cared, even if she really just wanted to come here for tourism. In order to avoid possible problems, During believes that it is much wiser to take precautions in advance than to regret later.

Besides, all the money was spent, and it should play a role.

At eight o'clock in the morning the next day, Du Lin called the Tenell East Branch again on time, and it was his father, Mr. Kesma, who answered the call this time.

"I'm Kesma!" The voice in the earpiece was a little distorted, but the rigid voice was branded into Du Lin's bones like a brand.

"Father, I'm Doolin, and I have something I want to tell you. You may welcome the third generation of your family in three months, but that little guy needs protection now. Remember when we said Good armed militia? I hope they can protect this kid in three months."

After Du Lin finished speaking, he heard the sound of a chair falling and Mason begging for mercy, which was very kind. The voice in the microphone was still as rigid as before, but Du Lin could hear something trembling in it, "Time, place, name, who should we guard against?"

"Mason knows the specific information. That girl's name is Alyssa. It's best not to let her know. Of course, it doesn't matter if you know. After the child is born, take the child back and raise it for me. I have a lot of things to do now, maybe I don’t have time to take care of that child, so I can only trouble you. I hope that child will not be pampered and pampered, and treat him like you treat us, and whip him if he has nothing to do.”

"Have you finished talking?"

Du Lin, who had already brewed some feelings, was choked by this sentence, he hummed a few words, and hung up the phone when he faced it.

Mr. Kesma was smoking a thicker and longer cigarette than the one sold in the store. It was grown and rolled by himself. He glanced at Mason who was standing in the corner rubbing his arms. He snorted coldly, "You are so useless at such an age, you are really a role model for younger brothers and sisters!" He said and left the police station directly. Mason didn't see him off, he was rubbing his arm all the time, when Mr. Kesma, who was on the phone, was holding his arm, he suddenly squeezed it, he suspected that his flesh was crushed, and immediately turned purple and It swelled up.

Mr. Kesma returned home by car, sat on the easy chair outside the door, smoked a cigarette and thought for a long time. He withdrew from his own world until Mrs. Cosma came out and asked him to eat.

Looking at the ashes and cigarette butts all over the place, he stood up and looked at his wife, "Honey, you know what? That bastard Doolin brought us a little guy!"

"Gods, is this true?" Mrs. Kesma tightly grasped Mr. Kesma's arm in surprise, the latter grinned, and calmly took his arm from Mrs. Kesma's hand broke free.

"Yes, it's true, and someone wants to harm that little guy, that bastard just asked me to take someone to protect him!", Mr. Kesma involuntarily arranged a gender for "Little Dooling", Kess The Mar family needs a third generation!

Mrs. Kesma's eyes were almost able to emit light. The somewhat fierce peasant woman suddenly disappeared without a trace. The cold light in her eyes was definitely not something an ordinary peasant woman could have. Almost like an evil tiger who has been protecting the calf, she squeezed out a few words from her throat, "Who wants to harm my grandson?"

Mr. Kesma patted Mrs. Kesma on the shoulder, "Calm down a little, I think I will figure it out."

The sheriff of Clover Town, Mr. Johnson, was already drunk before noon. He was lying on the only table in the sheriff's office, and his sleeves were soaked with saliva. When the sound of opening and closing the door startled him, he didn't even lift his head, and just muttered, "I'll talk about it tomorrow if there's something else."

"Walter!"

The next second, Sergeant Johnson, who was already drunk and a little unconscious, straightened his body immediately, and a frightening light flashed in his cloudy eyes. When he saw who was coming, he rolled his eyes and put his hat back on, "Mr. Kesma, I repeat, my name is Johnson, not Walter...", but he didn't say anything Mr. Wanksma walked up to the table, and Sergeant Johnson suddenly leaned back, trying to move a little further away from the farmer.

"I...I...", he stuttered suddenly, and couldn't even speak a complete sentence. Maybe only he still remembers that whenever this man appears, the moon will be dyed red.

Mr. Kesma raised his chin slightly, and looked at the drunk in front of him with pity. He didn't need to do anything, but he had a very special and admirable temperament, "The seven people I asked you to train , have you trained yet?"