As time passed, more and more emergency vehicles arrived, and by about 8:30 p.m., the Department of Homeland Security, Port Authority, FBI, and other powerful departments made the taxiway crowded with people.
"Guys, stand back a little, this place should be taken over by the FBI..."
"By law, the Department of Homeland Security has the authority to handle emergency matters and prevent terrorist activities."
"We are from the Port Authority of New York and New Jersey. We now suspect that a dangerous goods leak caused this accident. Please get out of the way."
Disputes abounded.
Lu Li, who was sitting on the hood of the car, roughly counted that there were at least twelve agencies competing to take charge of this place. He suspected that if the stalemate continued like this, senior officials from various departments would probably fight in public.
At this moment, the police officers at JFK International Airport, no, the security guards, have retreated to a corner and are patiently waiting for orders, either to leave work early or to stand guard.
Most people hoped it would be the former, but Lu Li was unwilling to accept either outcome. He turned his head and looked to his side.
Sheriff Ross held the teacup in both hands and sipped silently. In order to show that he was not derelict in his duties, he occasionally raised his head and glanced at the tarmac——
The place was so lively, with all the big guys gathered.
Facts have shown that the mysterious incident was so involved that the police had no right to get involved.
"It's really lively tonight. It reminds me of the attack on the World Trade Center ten years ago."
After saying that, red-necked Paul handed over a bottle of Coke and burped with satisfaction.
"How old were we at that time? God knows how lively it was at that time." Lu Li jumped off the hood of the car, and while tearing open the tab, he pointed to the front and asked, "Which department do that woman and the fat man belong to? They don't look alike. Official."
"Wearing a badge, neither wearing a uniform nor a tie, so casual, it seems that he should be from the Centers for Disease Control." Paul picked up Dr. Pepper and drank it in one gulp, burping and sighing: "Hometown The taste, I will go back to Texas next time I take a vacation.”
Dr. Pepper, a juice-mixed cola, has a unique taste and polarized market reactions. Those who have difficulty adapting call it garbage. However, in Texas, it has a large number of die-hard fans.
However, Lu Li couldn't accept the strange smell. He took a sip and pretended to be cool, keeping his eyes on the area on the tarmac.
To this day, officials are still arguing, and the man and woman from the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention did not participate in this meaningless activity and stood nearby silently.
Through observation, Lu Li discovered that the leader should be the square-faced woman. She was talking to someone on the phone with a very serious expression.
He had a strong hunch that the CDC would defeat other departments, seize command, and board the plane first.
But, how should I catch this ride?
With a sudden thought, Lu Li decided to go there and try his luck. If it didn't work, he would find a way to find Duke and the others first, and then take action to reverse the situation when the authorities were unable to control the city.
"Sir, I want to go over with Paul to have a look."
Lu Li was worried that Chief Ross would refuse, so he explained: "Anyway, we are also the first agency to receive the alert. If we let it go, we may be held accountable later."
"Of course, there's also the possibility of being scapegoated."
In fact, the airport police did have the power to intervene, but there were so many big guys gathered here that the police chief was so frightened that he didn't even have the courage to say a few words.
However, after listening to Lu Li's analysis, Ross nodded hesitantly: "Go ahead and find someone to ask which department is responsible for taking over this place and what the police should do."
Frankly speaking, for troublesome things like this, it's better to clarify the responsibilities in advance. Now, the police chief is eager to close the team and go home as soon as possible.
At the same time, after the action was approved, Lu Li waved to Paul and motioned for him to follow.
Then, the two of them ran away.
On the way to the tarmac, red-necked Paul complained to Lu Li: "Man, if it weren't for my low academic qualifications, I would have gone to the Department of Homeland Security for an interview."
It can be seen that this guy is eager to achieve success and does not want to be a salted fish.
Lu Li hummed and deliberately walked past the square-faced woman. She was still on the phone. The person on the other end of the phone said:
"No, the plane must be handed over to the CDC. I'll be there soon. Nora, can you help delay it?"
Hearing this, the doctor named Nola shook her hair and replied with a smile: "Don't worry, it's up to me."
call ended.
How many times did Lu Li, who was standing behind, cough slightly?
Just now, he saw clearly the badge of this square-faced woman: Dr. Nora Martinis, biochemistry expert, working at CDC (Centers for Disease Control and Prevention)
The fat man next to him also had a different identity. Dr. Jim Kent, a biochemistry expert, also worked for the CDC.
When the two men turned around, Lu Li said calmly: "You two, we are the private police of JFK International Airport. I would like to ask which department takes over this plane?"
"Mr. Sheriff is busy going home from get off work." Paul pointed to the fat Sheriff who was leaning against the car door drinking tea. He no longer had any hope of participating in the investigation, so he complained: "If you can authorize it, he will be grateful. Not enough."
Just when the guy was about to continue, Lu Li interrupted: "What my colleague means is that those officials will only quarrel. If they rely on them, no trouble will be solved. Chief Ross feels that Very distressed.”
"So, do you two need help?"
After finishing speaking, Lu Li looked directly at Nora.
The man on the other end of the phone asked Dr. Nora to help stall for time. He was obviously confident of taking command.
However, before he arrived at the scene, the CDC only had these two doctors working alone.
in other words.
Now is the perfect time for the JFK Police to step in, aka provide help in times of need.
Fat Jim was a little confused. He looked at the epaulettes of Lu Li and Paul and interjected, "Can you represent JFK Airport?"
Anyone can see that this is a sign of disdain for their low level.
"Hey man, we just want to know who's taking over here now..."
Before he finished speaking, Paul turned around and wanted to talk to officials from the Department of Homeland Security.
Lu Li also lost interest in talking. He showed some kindness, but no one appreciated it. In this case, there was no need to continue the conversation.
"Guys, what's up?"
At this time, the airport director Bishop came over. He looked at Nora and Jim, his eyes stayed on their name tags for a while, and said, "They are members of the airport police force."
"However, the Port Authority will issue the salary."
A middle-aged white man came over, as if to claim his subordinates, and ordered Lu Li: "Ask your police chief to drive all the cars over. This airport has been under the jurisdiction of the Port Authority since its establishment."
