The wanton life of a certain beauty

Chu Chu Chu!

Whoa whoa whoa whoa!

Booker waved his right hand and collected the three light balls that exploded from the cross body. While he was preparing to see what good things he got, he heard a voice from behind and turned his head to look.

Firefox, who had just turned around and hadn't had time to express his shock at the cross body, also followed Booker's gaze and turned his head to look.

Into the eye!

The flashing police lights seemed to be connected in a line, and they were running towards this side at high speed.

In the sky, two police helicopters were approaching here with their propellers turning rapidly.

"Wow!"

Booker raised his eyebrows: "Are you always so on time?"

Every time, the law enforcement agencies representing justice will come after the matter here is over. They never arrive early or late. If this is said, then, from a certain perspective, the law enforcement agencies can also be regarded as Punctuality is terrible.

Firefox glanced at Booker, who seemed to be amazed by the punctuality of the law enforcement agencies, and then turned to look at the dead cross behind him.

next second.

"puff!"

"..."

Booker turned his head and looked at Firefox, who raised his pistol and shot the already dead cross again, and laughed: "Is this necessary?"

Firefox retracted his pistol, looked at Booker, and then walked towards the tragic red sports car. His tone did not waver: "We should leave."

As for Wesley?

The reason why Firefox arrived later than Booker was not because Booker was fast, but because Firefox went first to take a look at the location where Wesley dropped off Old Mill Creek Bay.

A drop of 60 meters, plus a coma.

Wesley's chance of survival was less than [-]%.

However, Wesley is also a quick killer. After only one month of training, he fell into the old Mill Creek Bay with countless undercurrents while his hands were handcuffed and in a coma. He was bound to die!

"Buzz!"

Firefox stepped on the accelerator almost as soon as Booker stepped into the passenger seat. With the roar of the accelerator, it instantly turned into a stream of red light: "Whoops!"

Wow!

Wow!

Chu Chu Chu!

George got out of the police car behind him, looked up at the helicopter flying over his head, quickly chasing the fiery red phantom, and then focused on the tragic scene in front of him.

Two Chevy SUVs with their butts upside down.

A pickup truck riddled with bullet holes.

The broken barrier in the middle of the driveway, as well as the guardrail used to protect the old Mill Creek Bay, especially the ground that was pitted and filled with bloodstains made by bullets.

and also……

George, Beckett and Bob who got out of another car came to the body of a man who had been shot in the back of the head.

A police officer carefully opened the body, revealing the torn and bloody chest wound.

George and Bob looked at each other.

Beckett frowned as he looked at the fragment of heart brought out from the torn chest.

at the same time.

Another Chevrolet SUV that looked like it was from the FBI drove up to the scene.

The federal agent in suits and ties just got out of the car and saw the tragic scene, as well as the bodies of his colleagues who were being dragged out of the two Chevrolet cars by the police. He directly covered his forehead and cursed: "Fake!" "

George turned to look at the swearing federal agent, winked at Bob, and then saw the swearing federal agent walking towards the two of them with an angry look on his face.

fortunately.

The federal agent was still a little sensible. When he walked over to George, he calmed down the angry expression on his face, shook hands with George in a friendly manner, then looked at the body lying on the cross on the floor, and said in a deep voice. : "This case..."

The voice did not fall.

Bob immediately said, "Route [-], [-] is a federal highway, this is your case!"

When the federal agent heard this, he glanced at Bob, was silent for a while, and nodded: "Thank you!"

For any law enforcement agency, if one of its own dies and the case cannot be investigated by itself, then there is no doubt that this is an extremely shameful thing.

Reference George.

If George hadn't been a conservative with a flexible level, it is estimated that when federal agents took Wesley away, his subordinates would have rebelled against him.

and so……

George did not compete with the federal agent for ownership rights.

First, this person is not an ordinary federal agent, but a senior agent from the Federal Bureau of Investigation in New York, a confidant of the New York FBI Bureau.

As for the second one?

Our undercover agents have already penetrated in, and George, Bob and Beckett already know who committed this case. Naturally, there is no need to compete with the FBI for investigative powers whose colleagues are now dead. of.

Again.

In the land of New York, it is impossible for any case to go through the New York Police Department, so there is nothing wrong with being a favor.

soon.

Several members of the coast patrol also rushed to the scene. After some preparations, they dived directly into the water with a pop.

at this time.

"Zi, zi, zi..."

Along with others, George, who was about to watch the salvage work, heard the intercom on his waist ringing, followed by a message from the police officer who had just driven a helicopter to chase the red sports car: "Sir, I'm sorry, the target is in Queens. Lost the Midtown Tunnel."

George frowned and grabbed the walkie-talkie: "Lost?"

"Yes."

In the helicopter that was hovering over the Midtown Tunnel, the police officers holding wireless walkie-talkies looked at the scene with bewildered expressions as they came for reinforcements. They tried to attack from both sides of the tunnel from the front and back, but found nothing. They frowned and stared at the scene with their peripheral vision. A large truck drove out of the tunnel and said: "Yes, he disappeared in the tunnel."

"……I see."

George was silent and replied, then took back the walkie-talkie, looked at Bob, and shook his head.

Bob and Beckett looked at each other.

at this time.

In Old Mill Creek Bay, a member of the Coast Guard who had just dived into the water emerged from the water and gave a thumbs up, indicating that he had found the Chevrolet SUV that fell into the water.

next second.

Accompanied by the sound of hoisting machines arriving at the scene, the Chevrolet SUV filled with water gurgled and was slowly lifted out of the water while retaining the water.

A thud.

Under the command, the Chevrolet SUV landed steadily on the road again. The Chevrolet SUV that fell into the water was in an even more miserable state. It was not only full of bullet holes, but also full of potholes.

but……

After opening the car door, I saw only the bodies of the federal agents, but not Wesley's!

What about people?

……