The legendary life of a manga

Chapter 122 The Kidnapped Little Lolita

"I... I really don't remember!"

"Ha ha."

"Really, he was wearing a hood and a mask when he came to buy it."

"Ah."

"Sir, I swear to God, I really didn't see him clearly, but..."

"Say."

"He's supposed to be from Manhattan."

"..."

Lake looked up at this black market businessman who couldn't even see his face, but could tell where he was born.

The black market merchant said: "Sir, his temperament is the same as that of those rich men in Manhattan."

Lake had a strange expression: "Do you still understand temperament?"

The black market merchant smiled shyly: "It's just a little bit."

Lake sneered: "I didn't see the appearance clearly, let's see the eyes clearly, the painter will come over immediately, be honest, draw this guy for me, if you don't draw, I will send a notice directly, go out of this door, you go directly to Hell for business."

MMP.

A little bit?

Why don't you say it's a billion points.

And what's up with that shy expression?
Pretending to be pure?
Lake felt a little queasy inside.

out of the interrogation room.

George, who came out of the observation room, also collected information: "The drug bug is basically the same as what the black market dealer said. His ID card was also bought by a man wearing a hood and a mask."

Lake said: "Did that poisonous bug of yours say that he judged by his temperament that the person who bought his ID is a son of Manhattan?"

George said: "Even if a garbage poisonous person has temperament, can he see it?"

Right.

If poisonous insects have this vision, will they still become poisonous insects?

Lake shook his head.

The police officer in charge of checking the surveillance also sent good news.

on the big screen.

In a roadside public phone booth three blocks away from Joe's apartment, a guy in black, who had wrapped himself up tightly, put his hands in his pockets after hanging up the phone, lowered his head, and walked along the road, Went to the underground passage not far away.

When leaving.

This guy seemed to have seen the surveillance, so he didn't speed up his pace. Instead, he stopped, didn't look up, and just raised his middle finger facing the surveillance.

This is Chi Guoguo's provocation.

"Let the brothers work overtime and read all the nearby surveillance cameras. Even if it's a frame-by-frame analysis, you have to find this son of a bitch for me."

"Take it easy, George."

"Thank you."

Police station roof.

Lake and George lit a cigarette one after another, taking a rest while watching the night in New York.

"correct."

Lake frowned and asked, "Is there someone guarding the hospital?"

George said: "Don't worry, Ryan and Esposito are guarding over there."

Lake nodded.

Even if there are no clues, as long as Joe wakes up, he should be able to provide reliable clues.

the next day.

Joe woke up in the evening of the second day, but she couldn't tell the face of the gangster who attacked her. When Joe was about to go upstairs, the gangster was already there.

Without waiting for Joe to react, he shot directly.

after that.

Joe looked at Lake and said, "At that time, he came to me to make up the knife. Fortunately, you didn't leave. After hearing the sound, the gangster opened the back door of the apartment and left."

Open the back door?

Lake raised his eyebrows and looked at Joe: "Is he wearing gloves?"

Joe thought for a while, then shook his head regretfully: "Sorry, I don't remember."

Lake waved his hand, took out the phone, and called George.

Not sure then maybe it wasn't there.

soon.

George called and said that several fingerprints had been taken from the back door of the apartment and had been sent to the forensics laboratory.

When Lake was about to hang up the phone.

George said, "That dog food guy killed another patrolman."

Lake: "..."

This is completely insane.

The one who died this time was a policeman who was on routine patrol on the Upper East Side of Manhattan. Like the previous cases, the gangster seemed to shoot and kill in public, but he was very cautious. Anyone who eats melons can see it.

and.

The location of the crime was only 500 meters away from the Xingchen Building.

The guard of the Xingchen Building also called the police station and told the police that a man in black with a hood and a mask was about to enter the Xingchen Building.

but……

The generous salary of fifty thousand dollars a year for the gatekeepers of the Star Building made them put their right hands on their waists and ask the guy to take off his mask before the man walked in.

The man immediately turned and left.

George frowned and said, "Are you the only law enforcement officer in your building?"

Lake hummed.

"He's looking for you."

"Then he is courting death."

"..."

As Lake said, he came to find him, and Lake couldn't wish for it. When the time came, Lake would let this gangster who had gone mad know what true cruelty was.

Another day.

It has been almost a week since the first case. Although the gangster shot and killed all law enforcement officers, the place where the crime happened belonged to the public, and the people began to panic.

Even the New York FBI started asking the NYPD if they needed to be involved in the case.

The NYPD declined.

They already have.

"Bulwer Allen, male, 25 years old, from the Upper East Side of Manhattan."

"..."

Lake, who was working in the New York Police Department these days, looked at Bulwer Allen hanging on the whiteboard and frowned: "Why does this name sound familiar?"

Beckett looked at Lake: "The last mayor was named Allen, and this Bulwer Allen is his son."

Lake raised his eyebrows, as if he had thought of something, looked back at the photo on the whiteboard, touched his chin: "I remembered, is this guy one of the three I beat up in the bar?" ?”

George said: "You didn't beat him violently, you just stuffed a billiard ball into his mouth."

Lake laughed.

next second.

Lake restrained his smile: "Are you sure it's him?"

and so……

Is this an act of revenge?
Lake got up and walked outside: "He has returned to the Department of Homeland Security, and I will interrogate him."

This guy came into the New York Police Department and lobbied with his family's financial resources. Although it is impossible to be innocent, he will definitely not be executed. Moreover, this kind of person who shot and killed the law enforcement officer went to the prison. Although he will be targeted by the prison guards, he will Welcomed by those violent criminals.

and so……

It is better for people to return to the Department of Homeland Security.

"Wait a moment."

Looking at Lake's back, George said, "Our people have already been there, and their house was sold half a year ago."

Lake turned around: "Bankrupt?"

George shrugged: "Forget it, Mayor Allen suffered a car accident shortly after leaving office, and then, the inheritance and so on were all inherited by his younger brother, this Bulwer Allen and his mother have a dime They didn't get any. After all, they had a prenuptial agreement. Three months later, Bulwer Allen dropped out of a private college on the Upper East Side. His mother died in the hospital due to a sudden illness. We have sent the notice to Out, looking for this guy."

Lake didn't know what to say.

It sounds miserable.

but……

That doesn't change the fact that the son of a bitch is crazy.

"so……"

Lake frowned and said, "This guy thinks all of this is our police station's fault?"

George nodded: "Probably, maybe in his opinion, if there was no textile factory incident, Mayor Allen would not have lost the election, nor would he have been involved in a car accident while drinking."

Beckett said beside him: "Wait, the prenuptial agreement was signed by Mayor Allen and his wife, how could there be no Bulwer, could it be..."

Not your own?
George said: "Mayor Allen's mother liked Brother Allen's daughter more, but when they were driven away, she gave them a million dollars."

Then it was directly spent by Bulwer Allen in just one month.

It's hard to go from luxury to frugality.

Moreover.

Bulwer Allen went to an aristocratic private school on the Upper East Side. The consumption there, let’s put it this way, is enough for a student’s daily consumption to be half a year or even a year’s combined consumption of the bottom-level white people.

This kind of consumption intensity, 100 million in it, is no different from the [-] dollars of ordinary people.

and so……

Lake said thoughtfully: "This guy doesn't plan to live anymore, but plans to take revenge on the society?"

George, who hung up the phone over there, looked at Lake: "His last target is you."

Lake: "..."

Star Building.

Whoa whoa whoa whoa.

When Lake, Beckett and the others rushed to the downstairs of the Star Building, there were already police officers present.

"what happened."

"The suspect took a hostage and entered the Xingchen Building."

A patrol received the notice and found that the policeman of Bulwer Allen immediately told what happened. He was in charge of patrolling near the Star Building. Just now he saw a man with his hands in his hood and a hood on the side of the road. I was walking to the Star Building across the road, so I turned on the police lights to signal this guy to stop.

Who knew that this guy turned his head and took a look at the moment the police lights went off, then shot directly, and then ran towards the Xingchen Building across the road.

Followed by.

Bulwer Allen hijacked a staff member, shot and killed a guard who was preparing to change shifts from the outside, snatched the guard's elevator card and entered the elevator.

"How many floors?"

"..."

Lake looked at George, who was hesitant to speak, and raised his eyebrows: "My floor?"

George nodded.

If it wasn't like this, George wouldn't have hung up the phone and said that this guy's last target for revenge was Lake.

Good guy.

Enter the Star Building.

Ding.

Open the door.

"Put down your weapon, calm down."

"lay down your weapon."

The New York special police have already surrounded the adult wall, aiming at a little Asian lolita as a human wall and shouting loudly at Bulwer Allen, who is hiding behind the little lolita.

Behind him is Lake's door.

Footprints are clearly visible.

seem……

After the goods came up, they didn't have the strength to kick the door open.

This……

(End of this chapter)