The legendary life of a manga

Chapter 20 The True Face of Textile Mills

The shootout is over.

The corpses were found one after another, and they were neatly arranged aside. The injured SWAT and police officers, as well as the surviving killer, drove to the hospital with the help of ambulances one after another. .

The entire textile factory has been surrounded by the New York Police Department.

The scene is almost no different from the WTO incident that happened last month.

Bang!
Bang!
Commissioner Burt and Superintendent Montgomery got out of their cars, and they saw Lake sitting on the steps with his right arm hanging and a bandage on his forehead.

Jesus Christ.

That full of corpses, my God, how many people died here?
The two looked at each other, then walked towards Lake.

Seeing this, Joe, who was standing next to him, raised his toe slightly towards Lake who was chatting with the SWAT captain Jack who was also simply bandaged.

Lake looked back at Joe.

Joe looked at the director and superintendent who were coming.

Seeing this, Lake stood up and greeted Commissioner Bert and Superintendent Montgomery: "Director, Superintendent!"

Burt looked around, the bullet casings and blood stains all over the floor were very conspicuous: "The arrest is over?"

Lake followed Bert's gaze, then hummed.

There was a burst of curiosity in my heart.

He had already confessed during the search just now that he dug three feet into the ground, but he didn't find a gun during the search. When the war started, my good guy, the firepower of this textile factory is almost the same as that of a company.

So where did these guys hide their ammunition before?

Caroline from the Public Crisis Relations Section also came over from not far away, greeted Director Burt, and then said to Lake, "Lake, so what's going on, why am I still chasing the outside world?" The reporter who came said."

Lake looked directly at his immediate boss, Montgomery, and then gestured to Carlos, the blond-haired, sweet-looking police station's external image who was favored by the public, and signaled Caroline to find Montgomery.

Caroline looked directly at Montgomery.

No less than ten media outlets have gathered outside the cordon from half an hour ago, and this number is still increasing.

After all, one ambulance after another cannot be hidden from people.

The big-headed Caroline who was provoked by a group of reporters just now can't control that much now, she just needs information, and it doesn't matter who gave it to her, as long as she can deal with the group of jackal-like reporters.

Montgomery looked at Lake and Caroline as he looked at himself, his face darkened, and he looked directly at the top leader here, New York Police Commissioner Bert.

Bert was taken aback for a moment, and then said to Lake angrily, "You are in charge of your case!"

Lake showed a slight smile, got up, walked aside with Caroline, and then briefly told the whole story of this operation.

Caroline listened carefully.

After half an hour.

The New York Daily took the lead in writing the report and published the electronic report on its own network at the No.1 speed.

"Shocked, the textile factory that donated 500 million yuan, his true face turned out to be..."

Return to the vehicle at the police station.

Lake looked at the headline published on the Internet with Joe's mobile phone in the car, blinked his eyes, and said, how did the New York Daily learn such a strong body of shock?
and also……

Lake blinked, looked at the electronic photo of himself published in the newspaper, and pointed his phone at Joe: "Do you think this photo is extra domineering?"

Detective Inspector Lake Edwin, leader of Serious Case Team Three, led the SWAT team to destroy the secret killer base.

I am famous.

As for why you use Joe's mobile phone to watch it, there is an explanation.

Lake's mobile phone is an old-fashioned flip phone, not a smart phone. It's okay for making calls and sending text messages, but it's a dream to use it for surfing the Internet.

Lake would rather use a smartphone.

But the ghost knows if someone will install some kind of back door to eavesdrop. In short, when there is no electronic technology in the lottery, for the sake of safety, Lake refuses to use a smart phone.

Joe, who was driving carefully, glanced at Lake, who seemed to be narcissistic when looking at his photo, and instead of answering this question, he asked a little puzzled: "Lake, I still don't quite understand why they suddenly violently ?”

After Joe saw the mayor's car coming in, he was already prepared to go back and sit on the bench with Lake, or to be fired, who knows what will happen.

Lake smiled and thought for a while: "If someone killed your husband in front of you, would you be violent?"

Joe gave Lake a white look angrily: "This is an inappropriate metaphor."

Lake shrugged: "But this is the most appropriate metaphor, so Sloan has no choice."

Either watch Lake dismantle the Fate Loom, and the faith of the Mutual Aid Society will be over, or give it a try, maybe they can fight back.

pity……

Lake won.

The police station is downstairs.

Just as Lake got out of the car, a gust of fragrant wind came. Immediately afterwards, Lake saw his girlfriend Maureen running down the steps and hugged him.

Maureen looked at Lake's suspended right arm, and blinked at Lake.

Lake smiled and said, "Small injury!"

Joe next to him lowered his head and curled his lips. It was a small injury, but he was not injured at all. The reason why Lake was hung up, in his words, was that everyone was injured. It's hard to write.

and so……

Lake hung up an arm.

Speaking of which, Lake regretted it now, not because of other reasons, but because it seemed that he had hung the wrong arm. He should have lifted his seldom-used left hand instead of his frequently-used right hand.

It turns out that this leads to one thing.

At dinner in the evening, Lake couldn't even hold a fork steady with his left hand.

Girlfriend Maureen is laughing.

Lake fiddled with it a few times, sighed, and seemed to give up on the meatball in the bowl. Finally, today is not a vegetable day, but he still couldn't eat it.

Maureen who was sitting opposite shook his head, got up and walked over.

When Maureen was about to feed, Lake refused. After waiting for the meatball to enter, Lake suddenly felt that hanging his right arm was not a bad thing.

If it wasn't for something happening tonight, Lake thought, maybe he could still enjoy a wave of imperial enjoyment tonight.

It's a pity that there is still something to do tonight.

The money in the safe in the textile factory was no longer available, but for the next two waves of money, Lake felt that he should be able to eat it no matter what.

For the last time, he can also get the protection fee of the trash Xiaobai.

what?
In case Carlos repented, since the textile factory is gone anyway, can Carlos vomit?
Ha ha.

If that is the case, Lake can guarantee that Carlos will regret it very much. It is very easy for Lake to kill a person outside during the day. Similarly, it is even easier for Lake to kill a person in the confinement room of the police station. .

I bet he dare not give me money!
That's my labor income!
……

(End of this chapter)