Chapter 156 For the safety of the family
Suddenly, the sound of an engine sounded in the distance. Walker's Raptor F150 rushed down the hillside on the other side and went around to the other side of the pickup truck. It drifted and the headlights of the car hit the hiding place. Two people behind the car.
"Texas Rangers, drop your weapons, you are under arrest."
Amidst Walker's roar, Jack took two quick steps, walked around the front of the car, and found that the short man turned out to be a red man. The woman had dropped the rifle in her hand and fell to her knees. She lowered her head and trembled as if because of nervousness and fear, and sobbed from her mouth.
“Stan Morrison, damn it, is it really you?”
Walker got out of the car, pointing the gun in his hand at the injured man who was leaning on the front wheel of the car with his hands on his waist, turning his back towards him, his tone full of anger and disbelief.
Seeing that Walker recognized him, the injured man finally stopped imitating the ostrich and turned his head slowly, his eyes filled with despair.
"Yes, Cody (Codell's nickname), it's me, an old friend. I really didn't expect to meet here."
Tsk, this 60-year-old man with triangular brown eyes The man was a big shot in his mind. Seeing that the overall situation was decided, it was time to let go of the CG scene. Jack walked up to Walker, his gun still pointed at the man and woman on the ground, and started the melon-eating mode.
"So, now do you want to send me to the police station or what are your plans?" Stan Morrison seemed a little indifferent.
Walker took two steps forward, pulled down a plastic bucket from the pile of plastic buckets in the back of the pickup truck, pulled out a dagger from his leg, and pierced the small package of tightly wrapped gadgets.
Jack glanced at the leaking gray-white powder, and a choking smell hit his nostrils. It was definitely caffeine.
"Stan Morrison, the head of the Department of Public Safety, is preparing to run for District Attorney. Politician, D? Are you serious? Is there something wrong with you?"
Jack raised his eyebrows when he heard this. If he remembered correctly, the Texas Rangers belonged to the Department of Public Safety. In other words, this was Walker's boss's boss.
“The day I joined the Mounted Police, I swore an oath to you!!!”
Walker lowered his gun and paced back and forth in front of Stan a little irritably.
"I was just controlled by them, yes, controlled. At the beginning, I just wanted to earn some pension and distribute the drug dealers obtained by the arrest," Stan defended.
"Then these 'North Country' gangsters found out about our operation and they wanted to keep it going. Do you know how hard it is to climb out of the abyss? You did a great job and made them suffer. Heavy damage."
"So you damn old bastard came to deliver the goods to them personally and protect their transactions?"
Walker grabbed him by the clothes? The leader pulled him up from the ground, "Only our mounted police know this route. You were eating Molly's stewed beef brisket at our house while you were trying to figure out the route from me so that you could safely bring cocoa from Mexico." Come in because of luck ”
Before he finished asking, he felt like Walker was going to strangle this guy to death in the next second, so Jack quickly interrupted.
"How is Emily?"
Walker's excitement calmed down a bit when his wife was mentioned.
"She's fine. The bullet penetrated her body and didn't damage her internal organs. Jerry has helped her stop the bleeding."
"But you" Walker turned his head again and dragged Stan The collar forced the other person to look at him.
"Stan! Look into my eyes!"
"Emily and Stella recognize you, right? You are an old friend of our family. How many years have you been? Huh? Thirty years ? Forty years?”
“You watched Stella and Auggie be born, you hosted Emily and I’s wedding, and you come to our house every month to eat your favorite stew. Beef brisket, playing with the children, and now you actually shoot at them, how could you do such a thing, you bastard!"
Before he finished speaking, Walker had put away his gun and gave it a heavy blow. The punch hit Stan in the face, but Stan didn't dare to fight back. He leaned on the pickup truck in embarrassment and raised a hand to block it in front of him.
Jack felt something was wrong. Seeing that this guy had been using his left hand to cover the wound, and keeping his right hand in his trouser pocket, he quickly stepped forward, pushed Walker away, and grabbed Stan's right hand. He twisted his wrist hard, causing him to scream in pain.
He took out his cell phone from his pants pocket. Inside was a half-edited text message to be sent to the local emergency center. It read, "I am Stan Morris from the Department of Public Safety and was kidnapped by Trooper Cordell Walker." Jack He threw the phone to Walker, sneered, turned the gun, and shot the red-haired woman in the head who was pretending to be scared and crying the whole time, but was actually looking for an opportunity to take a gun from her boots to attack.
As the body fell to the ground, a small revolver as big as a palm fell from her hand. This was the result of poor acting skills. She screamed for a long time without even removing her eyeshadow.
At this time, Emily's Subaru stopped not far away. Hannah stopped the car, turned back to the two children and said: "Take care of your mother, don't get out of the car."
< br>Then she ran to Jack and looked at the scene in front of her. It was obvious that she also knew this Stan Morrison.
"A box of drugs fell over in their car, and Stella saw it. The bastard shot her directly. Emily was injured because she was protecting Stella."
At this time, Stella also jumped out of the car, rushed directly to Stan, and kicked him hard on the knee.
"Fakeyu, I even wanted to pretend I didn't see anything for a moment, you bastard, how dare you shoot me and my mother"
Hannah hugged me from behind He grabbed Stella's waist and forcibly pulled the emotionally broken little girl back to the car.
"Hannah, don't go to the hospital, drive farther away and wait for us." Jack turned around and ordered.
Hannah freed up a hand and made a difficult OK gesture, stuffed the struggling Stella into the back seat of the car, then closed the door, drove the car a certain distance, turned off the engine, turned off the lights, and waited in place. With.
"So you were thinking of striking first, right, and confusing right and wrong? You are truly worthy of becoming a politician."
Walker threw Stan's cell phone on the ground and directly Fired a shot at it.
"We are dead. You don't know what you have done. You will kill everyone. The Northern Country will not let us go. Even Molly and Bonham have escaped. It won’t fall.”
Stan, who had been able to remain calm just now, completely collapsed and collapsed on the ground, looking at the red-haired woman’s body and muttering in his mouth.
"You don't know who she is. This woman is Carly. She is the woman of Bill, the boss of the 'Northland'. He will not let us go."
Seeing Walker's surprised expression, Jack knelt down in front of Stan. , so funny that he patted his face and said, "You are dead, not us."
"Just two days ago, I met a group of ogres in the Lincoln National Forest in New Mexico. You guessed it? Guess what the FBI did?"
"They sent a team of seals and killed all the ogres. All traces disappeared in the flames. No one knew what happened, even if there were people. I heard the rumors and went to look for him, but now I can't even find a piece of charred wood."
"No, no, no, no, Cody, you are the best Mountie I have ever seen, you can't. Let him do this. I am your family's friend. This guy who came out of nowhere is not worthy of trust. Don't listen to him. Arrest me. I am willing to testify in court. Believe me, I swear! ”
Stan watched in panic as Jack slowly pointed the gun at him, shook his head wildly, and turned to Walker to plead.
"I am a selfish bastard. I was just overwhelmed by nervousness for a moment. Think about how I taught you at the beginning. We are police and should act according to the rules. I beg you."
"You're right, I should act according to the rules." Walker said this, but his right hand slowly rested on the holster on his waist.
“But you reminded me, you not only taught me one thing, you are the chairman of the Ministry of Public Security, how many black police officers will be in the system to follow your orders, how closely you are colluding with the 'Northern Country' ? No wonder we still can't get rid of this damn gang after paying so much price."
"No, please Cody, even for the safety of your family and our friendship for so many years. I was wrong, let me go to jail, you have always been righteous, don’t let my blood dirty your hands.”
As if he had sensed the approach of death, Stan begged and burst into tears.
“For the safety of my family, thank you for your last teaching, Stan.”
“Bang!”
Although there should not be many young students reading my novels, But I still wish you all the best, a triumphant return, success in your studies, and useful learning! Moma
(End of this chapter)