The wanton life of a certain beauty

"No."

Booker withdrew his gaze from a corner in the alley. When he heard George's words, he shook his head at George, as if he had not found any clues, and sighed: "I'm sorry."

When George saw this, he was not surprised: "It's okay. The bureau has arranged manpower to call out the nearby surveillance cameras. Anyone who appears in the surveillance, even if he is issued a ticket for speeding, will be invited back by the nearby branch for a drink." coffee!"

Again.

This is a case of killing a police officer.

As long as the New York Police Department wants to raise 21 bridges on Manhattan Island and turn the entire Manhattan into an isolated city, there will be no problem at all until they catch this damn criminal suspect.

Booker nodded, pondered for a moment, and said to George: "I'll go back first and change my clothes. See you in the bureau later?"

George nodded: "Okay, just in time, the latest results from the medical examiner's office are coming out soon. See you at the medical examiner's office?"

"it is good."

Booker nodded, agreeing on a time with George, and then walked towards the blue Ford Raptor parked across the road in the alley.

boarding.

"call!"

After Booker closed the car door, he lit a cigarette for himself.

Close the door, light a cigarette, and do it all in one go!

He already knew what the killer looked like.

As for why he didn't tell George, it wasn't because it couldn't be said, it was just because telling George would only do bad things.

Let's say that.

If Booker told George the information and George believed it, then once George knew the appearance of the criminal suspect, the greatest possibility is that the criminal suspect would have a high chance of standing in court alive.

How is this possible?

Booker and a promise are more important than Mount Tai.

He had promised the policewoman that he would ensure that her murderer would not even have a chance to go to hell.

This is the biggest reason why Booker didn't tell George.

George Stacey's character is like this, and even Beckett in the second group and Nick Cruz in the third group have such characters.

Whether it is George, Beckett, or Nick, these three detectives of the major crime team are all ideal type of police detectives.

Upright!

Be law-abiding.

To uphold justice defined by law.

To put it bluntly.

These three people almost all have black and white personalities.

but……

In this world, it is not so easy to distinguish between black and white. Booker has no doubt that if the criminal suspect stood in court, he and he would be alienated by [-] of the [-] police officers in New York City. .

The most important thing.

Booker is not like this. The reason why he became a police officer has always been very determined. It is not to protect the law, but just because catching suspects can better trigger the mission.

and……

Booker was born in Washington. His family background in his previous life and in this life all told Booker that the so-called laws were only made by a small group of people to better manage the majority of people.

Am I the majority?

obviously.

no.

Compared to the legal trial that George, Beckett, and Nick all believe in, Booker's character is more inclined to... a lynching trial!

next second.

Booker's eyes shone slightly in the smoke: "Let me see, where are you?"

The words fall.

moment.

A map visible only to Booker appeared in Booker's sight.

The map is not big, at least, the lit areas are not very big, but the area with Manhattan Island where Booker lives as the core is basically all lit up.

[Detection Guard: Place a guard to light up a certain area and dispel the fog of war! 】

Since Booker joined the New York Police Department and found a way to quickly upgrade in arresting people, in order to be better able to arrest people as soon as possible, he spent a lot of money to purchase a large number of detective guards and put them on the police force. All corners of Manhattan Island.

Even in Hell's Kitchen, where crime remains high, Booker has not fallen behind.

but……

Hell's Kitchen is Booker's cash machine. Under normal circumstances, as long as there is no report in Hell's Kitchen, Booker is too lazy to rush to arrest people.

Again.

Booker joined the New York Police Department not for so-called legal justice!

soon.

Booker directly passed the memory of the hooded man with black skin that he saw in the death memory of the policewoman's soul to all the people all over Manhattan Island, serving as his eyes. Loyal Scout Guard.

It barely takes a second.

Just after Booker finished delivering it, the reconnaissance guards all over Manhattan Island received the information and added the person Booker delivered to the [blacklist].

moment.

A surveillance guard placed by Booker on Grand Street in the Lower East Side of Manhattan issued a warning.

"Got you!"

When Booker saw this, the corner of his mouth raised. The next second, he took out the police light and hung it on his car. Then, with the alarm bell blaring, he flicked on the Manhattan road during the morning rush hour at a speed of [-] yards. Howling, it rushed towards Grand Street, which was half an hour away from here.

George, who was arranging men in the alley and preparing to launch a blanket search in the alley, listened to the unbridled and wild alarm bell, turned his head and glanced at the blue Ford Raptor riding in the distance, laughed out loud, and then, After thinking for a while, he shook his head again.

In George's view, Booker's abilities are sufficient, but, like most police officers, when encountering certain things, emotions will overwhelm his responsibilities.

George thought so.

at this time.

George didn't know what he was thinking of. He turned around for a moment, then turned around again and looked at Booker's blue Ford Raptor, which could no longer see the butt of the car.

Lower East Side, Grand Street.

When the vehicle turned into Grand Street, Booker had already turned off the police lights on the roof of the car and merged into the traffic heading for Grand Street at a normal speed.

On the reconnaissance guard map, a reconnaissance guard just 500 meters away was flashing evenly with a breathing frequency.

soon.

Booker stopped the vehicle and looked through the passenger window at an ordinary apartment building across the road. On the roof of the apartment building, only Booker could see the reconnaissance guard standing there. Exudes the red light of [Discovering hostile targets].

get off.

Booker crossed the street directly, came to the door of the apartment, then opened the door and walked in.

Fifth floor.

At the moment Booker just stepped out of the elevator, a room at the far end, near the emergency exit, happened to open. At that time, a dark-skinned man who looked to be in his 20s walked out of it, holding a bag in his hand. The man in the black garbage bag made eye contact with Booker as he stepped out of the elevator.

……