Reborn American Giants

After Cleto was suspended, although he knew whether he was innocent or not, the prosecutors from the District Attorney's Office would not listen to his excuse. They just saw his name on the list and arbitrarily suspended him.

, and accepted the investigation, but because there was no definite evidence for the time being, he was sent home to wait for the results of further investigation.

As a police officer, Cleto knew that such a large-scale investigation would take a long time and would not be completed within a short period of time, so of course his reinstatement would be far away.

However, Cleto is not in a hurry. Suspension can allow him to avoid this storm. When the situation calms down, he will return to the riot armed police force and continue his career as a police officer. It just so happens that he can take advantage of this time to spend some time with him.

his son.

Since Cleto's family was retaliated by drug traffickers when he went to the United States for training, his entire family was killed, leaving him with only his four-year-old son Cimiro. In addition to hating the drug traffickers even more, Cleto also

On little Cimiro he placed all his feelings and longings for his family.

Today during the day, Cleto took his son to watch the grand festival parade. On the way home, little Cimiro couldn't hide his excitement and made a lot of noise, begging him to be taken to watch the parade tomorrow.

Cleto fondly touched his son's head and agreed to his small request with a smile. Little Cimiro almost jumped up with joy. Cleto smiled and watched his son jumping and walking beside him.

At the same time, I also felt sad in my heart. Why is little Cimiro so happy? It’s not because he is usually busy with work and rarely spends time with his son. As a result, now, when he can take time to take little Cimiro out to play, he lets his son

Feeling very happy.

Thinking of this, Cleto stopped little Cimiro and said, "Let's go, daddy will take you to McDonald's tonight."

McDonald's was founded in Chicago in 1955 and has approximately 30,000 branches around the world. It mainly sells hamburgers, French fries, fried chicken, soda and other fast food. At the same time, it also uses Disneyland character dolls and other marketing tools to attract children's attention.

Quite attractive in my mind.

"Oh, let's go eat McDonald's..." Little Cimiro clapped his hands and cheered.

There is a McDonald's branch near Victory Street. After Cleto opened the glass door, little Cimiro ran to the counter, stood on tiptoes and said to the waiter: "Sister, I want a side of French fries and wheat."

Fragrant chicken drumsticks, um... and a big cup of Coke."

"You can only have small cups of Coke," Cleto said after following him, and then looked at Cimiro with his little hands on the counter in amusement, turning his head and looking at him with pleading eyes, but in the end

Still not letting him change his mind, little Cimiro had no choice but to turn his head angrily: Dad was so annoying that he wouldn't even let him drink a glass of Coke.

"Okay, as long as you obey, dad will often bring you here, okay."

"You said, don't default on the debt, let's hook up,"...

The food was served quickly. Cleto held a cup of coffee in his hand and watched his son devour the food. His little face was covered with food residue and ketchup. He took out a paper towel and wiped it with little Cimiro.

After wiping his face, the son raised his head slightly, then lowered his head and struggled with the chicken drumstick in his hand.

Picking up the coffee and taking a sip, Cleto felt a little tasteless in his mouth and wanted to smoke a cigarette. He looked around and saw parents and children enjoying a warm family time. He touched his son's

The head said: "You eat slowly here while dad goes out to smoke a cigarette." In return, the son nodded without raising his head.

Clayto walked out of McDonald's, took out a cigarette and lit it, took a long drag, and stood outside the store, looking at the crowd gathered in Victory Square not far away. The parade had passed, but the rest

The people did not disperse. They gathered in Victory Square. Someone set up a performance stage and some bands were performing. The crowd in the square followed the happy music and danced the unique Capoeira dance of El Salvador. The music sounded,

The happy laughter of the people made Victory Square a sea of ​​joy...

After finishing smoking a cigarette, for about three minutes, Cleto stood on the street in a daze for a while, then turned around and opened the glass door and returned to the fast food restaurant.

The moment he opened the door, he did not see little Cimiro's figure. On the table where the father and son were sitting just now, there was a fried chicken leg with a small bite left and a snack of potato chips.

The paper bag overturned on the table, long strips of French fries fell all over the table, and the half-drunk Coke cup fell to the ground, with the Coke inside still rolling and bubbling.

What he saw in front of him gave Clayto, a policeman, an ominous premonition. He hurriedly walked to the table by the window and grabbed a table next to him. A man wearing glasses was sitting on the table next to him.

Accompanying his daughter, the man with the same doting eyes as Cleto looked at little Cimiro just now asked anxiously: "Have you seen the little boy sitting in your heart just now?"

The man's collar was suddenly pulled hard from behind, causing his upper body to fall completely backwards, and his center of gravity suddenly lost balance. Even the chair behind him tilted its front legs, and almost fell to the ground with the chair.

, his daughter was shocked by this sudden situation. She was stunned for a moment, then curled her lips and started crying.

The man with the eyes also didn't react for a moment. He held his eyes that had fallen under the bridge of his nose and kept asking: "What's wrong? What's wrong? Sir, what did you say?"

"Where's that little boy sitting behind you just now? Did you see where he went?"

"Oh," Hearing that it wasn't anything else, just a small thing like this, the man with eyes broke away from Cleto's hands that tightly grasped his collar, quickly took his daughter who was crying and held her hand to wipe her away.

With tears in the corners of her eyes, she couldn't help comforting her baby.

Cleto saw the man with the eyes busy doing this and that, but did not answer his questions. The anxiety in his heart once again made him unable to suppress his anger. He shouted loudly: "Sir, have you seen it?

"

Other people dining in the fast food restaurant were attracted by Cleto's roar. They didn't know what was going on. They looked at Cleto standing there restlessly with curious eyes and whispered.

The employees in the store also noticed what happened here. The store manager quickly came over. He grabbed the collar of the man who was about to pull his eyes again and asked him to answer his question properly, and asked: "Is this

Sir, I'm sorry, what happened, can I help you?"

Cleto took the store manager's hand and spoke quickly: "My son and I were eating in a fast food restaurant. I went out to smoke a cigarette. It took about five minutes. When I returned to the store,

Found out my baby was missing."

"Sir, don't worry. Is it possible that your child went to the toilet? I'll ask my colleagues to help you look for it. Don't worry. I will help you ask the customers around you if they saw what happened."

"Thank you," Cleto tried to suppress his inner anxiety. As a policeman, he knew that only by getting more information could he know what happened at the scene. He was very sure that little Cimiro must have been kidnapped, but not

Knowing who wanted to take revenge on him, and thinking of what happened to his late wife, he could not even imagine what kind of harm his little Cimiro would suffer if all this was done by his enemies.

The employees of the fast food restaurant quickly went around asking the customers who were dining around if they had noticed what happened. Cleto stood there helplessly, watching the people he asked shaking their heads, and his heart gradually fell into darkness...

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"Did you call the police?" After listening to Cleto's story, Konta asked while fastening his seat belt.

"No," Cleto muttered, completely losing his bearings. What kind of morality does the San Salvador police have? Cleto, who was once a policeman, knew full well that missing persons cases like this in this city,

Countless incidents happen every day, and the police are concerned about this

The customary approach to a case is to record it and then send the reporter back with a few words: Don't worry, our police will seize the time to investigate. You can go home and wait for the news. And while this wait,

It was like a mud cow drowning in the sea, with no news at all.

"Let's go to the West District branch first. Don't worry, little Cimiro will be fine," Konta said to comfort his old friend.

"God keep my little Cimiro safe!"

Vehicles were moving rapidly through the traffic. Looking at the street lights flashing outside the window, Cleto touched his hands and clasped them together, praying...