Chamberlain's plane had just landed at San Francisco International Airport and turned on his cell phone, and then received fifty missed calls. In addition, there were more than twenty messages. He opened it in depressedly, and the messages shocked him:

"Come to the San Francisco Police Department quickly. Doll and Shirley injured two little beasts. Dolls shot

Chamberlain couldn't believe that this was true. If the doll hit someone again, he believed that the doll's temper was like that, but if he wanted to say that the doll fired, he wouldn't believe it. Not to mention that the doll didn't have a gun, even if it had a gun, how could she withstand the recoil force of the gun with her power?

Maybe it was a toy pistol? Chamberlain called Li Qun with a lucky mentality. The phone was quickly connected. The phone was messy, but Li Qun's voice was very clear. She said calmly: "The doll has an NK2 in his hand, and he refuses anyone to get close to it."

"How is it possible? Is this the hell of making a movie? NK2 is military," Chamberlain subconsciously retorted.

Li Qun's calmness is actually a pretender. She has been a good girl since she was a child. It was the first time she encountered such a thing. Chamberlain's distrust directly collapsed her. She screamed: "Don't bother whether it's a movie or not, now the doll has a gun in her hand, it's a real gun, a real gun, a real gun."

Chamberlain didn't dare to delay any more. He grabbed Jackson and shouted, "Hurry, boss, go to the San Francisco Police Department."

Everyone else heard the rebuttal he had just heard. Old Nelson reached out to hold Chamberlain. The old man's palms were rough, warm and powerful. He said calmly: "You have encountered a big deal, but if you are panicked now, how can your wife and children calm down? Tell my dad, what's going on?"

Although Old Nelson has always been known for his crazy coaching, at this moment, Chamberlain felt a kind of calm and steady power. He took a deep breath and said, "Li Qun said that Doll and Shirley were bullied by bad kids, and then resisted. Doll got an NK2 pistol from somewhere and injured people with the gun."

Winnie took out the phone and opened her father, saying, "Eddie, the San Francisco Police Department, send the lawyers' association there."

Jackson smiled and said, "It's okay. When I was in my hometown, I kept my pistol on my waist all day. This is a trivial matter. Maybe it was just a mistake-no, our lawyers must have a way to convince the prosecutors that this was a mistake. You said, the baby was injured by a bad child."

West walked over and hugged Chamberlain's waist and said, "You may not know. When I first came to the team, I hid a Breita B in the locker room. It was also a military pistol. This is very common. In my hometown, if you don't have a gun on your body, you can't go out."

Ibaka also smiled honestly: "We in Congo all went out with rifles and machine guns."

Azubuk curled his lips and said, "Brave, man, do you know how heavy the machine gun is? Damn it, walking a hundred meters with that thing is much more tiring than playing a game."

Billups, Barnes and Harrington were all calling their friends, and Chamberlain's anxiety suddenly disappeared without a trace. The comfort of his teammates and their help made him feel reliable and stable. He believed that no matter what he faced, he could solve it because he was not fighting alone.

Without going back to the gym, the Warriors' bus rushed directly to the San Francisco Police Department. Li Qun was outside. As soon as the bus arrived, she ran over and reached out to stop the car. This shows how anxious she is now.

Chamberlain got out of the car and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

Li Qun said anxiously: "I'm not very clear about the specific situation. Shirley and the doll were controlled. But when I met Shirley and I heard a few words. Shirley said that two bad boys wanted to insult them, but the doll injured them. However, they took the bodyguard and the bodyguard wanted to do it, so the doll took out a pistol and shot and injured a bodyguard's thigh."

The group talked and rushed into the police station. The guard on duty was about to block people, but they saw that it was a sports hero from San Francisco. In addition to Ellis, who was also in the hospital, all the others arrived.

Jackson indeed has the style of a big brother. He took off his sunglasses and found a law enforcement sheriff. The police system in the United States is completely different from that in China, because their police force is composed of each state and is very chaotic. The level alone is the three levels of federal, state and city and county police. The police in the federal and state exercise the powers granted by the federal and state respectively. The authority of various police officers below the state is determined by each state. Except for the federal police, the state police, city police, county police and private security have no vertical relationship with the federal government and are directly led by the local government.

San Francisco belongs to California, and their police system is in line with Los Angeles. The law enforcement sheriff is the middle-level leader in the system, similar to the deputy division-level leader in the Chinese Public Security Bureau. In relatively small community police stations, the sheriff is the boss.

No matter where they are, privileges exist, especially in capitalist societies like the United States. No matter how free they claim to be, in fact, the power of money is stronger and the power of privilege is greater here.

The sheriff was very busy. Jackson went up to say hello and rolled his eyes and wanted to curse people. As a result, a group of tall and big men came over. He saw that Old Nelson, Chamberlain, Billups, West and others were all there. He hurriedly got up and asked, "Is there anything wrong, all the stars?"

Li Qun was anxious to speak, so Chamberlain patted her on the shoulder and said to the sheriff: "Hello, that's right. My daughter and sister were detained by you. It is said to be a gun case, but I think there must be some misunderstandings in it."

Just as everyone was negotiating, a white middle-aged police officer with a big belly hurriedly came in from outside the door. As soon as he came in, he shouted: "Old Charle, two little bitches were involved in a murder case, are they still guns? Hurry up and arrest me, hurry up, speed up and interrogate, and then send them to the juvenile criminal discipline clinic."

Hearing his words, everyone in the Warriors frowned immediately. These people looked at the white police officer with a gloomy face. After the latter said this, they noticed the existence of such a group of big stars. Facing the murderous gazes of everyone, he subconsciously felt something was wrong. Jackson said in a silence: "Hi, Mr. Police Superintendent, you really dare to say anything. There are hundreds of personal certificates here. You are ready to accept the prosecution from the procuratorate."

The middle-aged police officer recognized Chamberlain and others, and he pretended to be calm and walked over and said, "What do you mean, Mr. Jackson? The last time you fought in a nightclub was not closed..."

"Do you still dare to scare me at this time? Damn, what's wrong with me? You should first worry about your own future now. You know what you said just now. You can determine it before the case is tried. You are so brave." Jackson said the more he said, the more severe he was, the middle-aged police officer was sweating coldly.

The middle-aged police officer secretly regretted that he couldn't control his mouth. He had suffered losses because of his excessive talk, but this time it was like this again. However, he really didn't expect that the two so-called bitches would have anything to do with the NHAR spoon stars, and he didn't expect that the Warriors attached so much importance to this matter.

The private lawyer at Winnie's family quickly rushed over with her colleagues, which made the police station even more troubled. The lawyers were not like stars who would only yell loudly. When they came, they asked the police why they directly arrested two minors. The police officer explained that someone was holding a gun, and the lawyer asked again if the two minor girls were holding guns? If not, what power do you have to arrest two people? According to American laws, at least they have to wait until their guardians arrive at the scene before they can proceed to the next step...

Soon, the media colleague Li Qun contacted also rushed over. The police station was panicked. Winni's lawyer asked: "Now we have to bail two minors. Do you have anything to say?"

The middle-aged police inspector was a waste, at least not as good as the gray-haired sheriff. The latter negotiated with him with reasonable grounds and then began to help with the bail procedures for the doll and Shirley. The two of them are now just suspects, not criminals, and because they are minors, they can be bailed.

The sheriff asked Li Qun to fill out the bail procedures, and then said in embarrassment: "You need someone to take out the gun in the child's hand now, otherwise if someone uses this matter to trick him and say that the girl is a terrorist, a human bomb, etc., then our police station will not be able to control it, and it will be T who will take over the case directly."

Jiang is still old. Not long after the sheriff's words were finished, a team of black-clad special police officers armed to the teeth came to the police station by car. After an officer entered the house, he asked sternly: "We received a call from your director saying that there are terrorists to hand over. Where are they?"

Everything was really hit by the old sheriff. Chamberlain almost got angry. The fucking police were bullying people. It was obvious that the two teenagers who were offended by Doll and Shirley were not ordinary in family backgrounds. They could actually manipulate the police force in the San Francisco area. They were probably not only rich but also insignificant in power.

Chamberlain blocked the special police, but as soon as he met, he suddenly laughed and looked at the special police officer leading the team and said, "Isn't this Captain Schetter? I remember you still owe me an apology, a public apology, right?"

The special police led the team was Captain T Schetter, who had an oost bomb at the Air Post Office. He held the trial again in June. In the end, Chamberlain won the case. In addition to accompanying the car, AT also had to apologize in public. The car was compensated, but because Chamberlain was always busy and had no time to hold a press conference, he did not accept AT's apology.

Seeing Chamberlain, the black tough guy Sjeter immediately smiled bitterly. Chamberlain was his nightmare. If it weren't for the misunderstanding at the time, why would he have come out to lead the team to handle the case in person now?

Chamberlain discovered his problem. The rank on Schetter's shoulder became a lieutenant, no longer the previous captain, so he asked in confusion: "Aren't you a captain? Why did you become a lieutenant?"

When talking about this, Scheter was full of grievances. He said, "Thank you, sir, if it weren't for your email, I would still be a captain."

Chamberlain quickly understood the cause and effect. AT made such a big mistake. He was scolded by the media and the people. I guess Sjeter's leader would let him take the blame.

After thinking it through, he said to Schetter: "What you are going to take away is my sister and my daughter. I bet that if you really take them away today, you can't even make the SWAT team back. This time we are still framed. Do you really want to intervene?"

When he saw Chamberlain, Scheter knew that today's things were tricky. He smiled bitterly and said, "What do you think we do? We received news from the police station here that they arrested two terrorists...

"Who defines terrorists?" Winnie said coldly.

Scheter was stunned, and immediately understood the problem, so he waved to his brothers and said, "Let's go, who said they are terrorists? We haven't seen terrorists, go."

So, the black-clad special police left the police station like a tide, leaving the director dumbfounded on the opposite floor.

Without further ado, Chamberlain was worried that these unscrupulous policemen would do anything else, so he went to take Shirley and the doll, and the two were locked in a small room.

Chamberlain opened the door, and a black muzzle appeared in front of him. His scalp suddenly numb, and the muzzle roared, and the doll's expressionless little face appeared in front of him. At the same time, a crisp cheer sounded, and Shirley jumped up and hugged him, shouting: "I knew you would come to us."

Chamberlain patted Shirley's buttocks, and the latter jumped down with a red face. Chamberlain didn't care. He reached out to the doll and said, "Give me the gun, baby, give me the gun, I'll take you home."

The doll looked at Chamberlain with a expressionless face, put away the gun and retreated to the corner without saying a word, as lonely as an abandoned puppy.

Chamberlain felt ache in his heart, and he walked over, but the doll stood up and stared at him tightly, raised his hand again, and pointed the black muzzle at Chamberlain again: "Don't come over."
Chapter completed!