Chapter 699: Overtime is harmful to the body and mind
Jimmy Richard was handcuffed and forced to kneel on the ground. Danny asked impatiently, "Where is Dick Reed?"
< br>"I don't know! I'm going to sue you for abusing violence as a police officer!" Unexpectedly, this guy actually dared to fight back.
"Abuse of violence? Do you have any witnesses?" Danny sneered and punched him into a crotch, followed by another violent beating.
However, unexpectedly, Danny was panting from exhaustion after beating others, but James Richard remained very stubborn and remained silent.
Jack originally wanted to protect the frightened girl and leave the room first, but when he noticed the hateful look the girl was looking at that bastard, his heart couldn't help but he lowered his head and asked, "Do you want to get rid of the nightmare?"
Becky Swatch looked at him doubtfully, then followed his gaze and landed on the dagger on the ground.
"He is a Dick Reed admirer, an incompetent loser who wants to be the second Dick Reed and repeat what happened to you on other innocent girls, just yesterday, Columbia Park A girl has already been brutally murdered by him."
Jack's voice was not loud, but everyone in the room could hear it clearly. Danny looked at Jack in shock, vaguely guessing his intentions.
Becky Swatch suddenly broke away from Jack's arms, picked up the dagger on the ground, and pointed it at Jims Richard who was kneeling on the ground tremblingly.
"No! No! You can't do this!" James Richard suddenly shouted in panic. He wanted to struggle but was unable to move because his hands were handcuffed behind his back.
“Think about the fear, helplessness and pain you have experienced. The same is true for Dick Reed and this trash. They are actually cowards, losers, trash who usually hides in the corner and trembles. .
They only dare to bully the weak and vent their perverted desires on innocent women. They are not terrible, as long as you have the courage to face it, you will find this. ”
In. In Jack's bewitching words, the trembling knife tip slowly pointed at James Richard's crotch, and the frightened screams became more and more shrill.
"Stop! Stop! No, no!"
The tip of the knife only penetrated three-thirds of the flesh, and most of James Richard's lower body was already wet. There was not much blood, and the smell was very strong.
“He wants revenge and has already planned a new goal. Help! I only know this. He said that he is no longer interested in this woman and gave her to me. Please! Let her stop, let her stop!"
Jack reached out and held Becky Swatch's hand holding the knife, with a gentle look, and gently stroked the scar on her cheek with his other hand, "Already That’s enough, congratulations on overcoming your nightmare.”
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu””The girl threw away the knife, hugged Jack and cried heartbrokenly.
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20 minutes later, two patrol officers arrived and took away James Richard. Danny also called his partner Jackie to temporarily accompany Becky Swatch. The girl seemed to be much more stable before leaving. He even showed a grateful smile to the two of them.
I believe that after the scars on her face are removed through micro plastic surgery, this beautiful girl will completely usher in a new life.
“I thought you would really let her castrate that bastard.” Danny hung up the phone, smiled and gave Jack a high-five.
"Too much is not enough, as long as she can overcome her inner fear. What if we turn around and cultivate a female serial killer who specializes in attacking men?"
This is really not the case. He was alarmist, and in my mind there seemed to be quite a few similar plots in American TV series.
"Are you okay with Irene?" Although he heard that Danny had just spoken to his sister on the phone, Jack still felt a little uneasy.
James Richard said that Dick Reed wanted revenge, but the judge who originally sentenced him was a man. Based on his urine, the most likely target was the prosecutor who was the prosecutor at the time. Official Irene. Of course, it might be Reed's biological sister who was rescued before, so Danny just sent another team of police officers to the hospital to protect her.
"Irene is still working overtime in the office. The old man said that he would personally pick her up at 8 o'clock to have dinner with her. She was very happy to hear that Becky Swatch agreed to testify in court again. You expressed your gratitude, now the problem is how to catch that bastard."
Danny frowned again as he spoke.
"Do you really think it's necessary for Becky Swatch to testify in court?" Jack muttered meaningfully.
Danny was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced around to see if anyone heard this. After a long while, he muttered, "No matter what, we must find a way to find him first."< br>
"It's your turn to use your cleverness. I plan to go to the court to have a look." Jack still felt uneasy after thinking about it. It was getting late now and it was already off-duty time. Although there were guards patrolling the court , but in such a big building, it is actually not difficult to sneak into a lot of people.
The two parted ways. Danny found his own car and returned to the police station, while Jack drove the Hellcat to the court. Unexpectedly, he bumped into a nervous Frank at the door.
"What happened?" He was a little confused. Danny just said that Frank would pick up Eileen at 8 o'clock. Why did he arrive just after 7 o'clock?
"Something's wrong. Irene's mobile phone can't be reached. Just now, the landline number of her office was dialed to my mobile phone, but there was no sound on the other side. The call is still being connected." Frank flashed his mobile phone and quickly stepped onto the phone. steps.
"Uh" Jack subconsciously glanced at the full-time guard who was left by the car. He hesitated for a moment without saying anything and followed him into the court.
To enter the District Attorney's Office from the side door of the court, you need to bypass two corridors. The two guards guarding the door obviously knew Frank and let them in very respectfully.
At first glance, everything seemed normal, but after passing the first corridor, Jack noticed something strange. He rubbed his nose, pulled Frank and pushed open a door.
Inside the door is the workshop where the cleaners place items. Lying on the ground is a corpse with its neck cut open. Blood is dripping all over the floor. The smell of blood is astounding after opening the door.
"He should be the janitor here. Someone took off his uniform and took away his ID." Jack whispered.
Frank nodded gloomily and took out the pistol at his waist, an antique-grade Colt "Detective Special Edition" revolver.
“Are you serious?” Jack’s eyes widened. This thing must be thirty or forty years old, right? If it were the first-generation version, it wouldn't be nearly a century-old gun.
"This is my grandfather's sidearm, a very reliable old man." Frank said solemnly, and after speaking, he held up the little guy and moved sideways along the corridor.
Jack shook his head speechlessly, took out his Glock 22 and walked along the other side of the corridor, while listening to what was going on around him.
The two came to the second corridor. At the end of the corridor was Aileen's office. There was a small public office area before that. Aileen's secretary's desk was in this location, which usually served as the front desk.
At this time, the entire office area was empty. Two high heels and a satchel were scattered on the ground. Frank's face became increasingly ugly. Jack quickly stepped forward to check the satchel on the floor. Irene's mobile phone was lying inside. Turn on silent mode.
(End of this chapter)