Chapter 835 Corpse, "Supermarket Agent", more corpses
"FBI!" With a loud shout, the door was kicked open by Jack, and the deformed thin door panel hit the wall hard, above The glass shattered all over the floor.
There was no movement in the house, and as the glass shards on the floor creaked under the feet, Jack shouted to scare the other party, "Javier Peretz, we know you are here, show up and surrender immediately!" ”
Suddenly a burst of hasty footsteps came from the direction of the bedroom, followed by the sound of breaking window glass.
Jack winked at Jiejie, the muzzles of the two men lowered slightly, and they moved cautiously and quickly towards the backyard, "Aubrey, Hannah, be careful, he is heading towards you."
Before he finished speaking, several gunshots were heard from the direction of the backyard. When the two rushed out of the house and arrived, they saw a corpse with a blooming head lying next to the trash can in the backyard.
Aubrey stood next to the corpse with a nervous expression, stretching out his foot to kick away a Glock in his hand. Hannah stood in a cover not far away, putting away her pistol.
"His marksmanship is pretty good." Jack was speechless. This guy's marksmanship was average on the shooting range. His performance at ordinary times was even worse than Jubal's, but at critical moments he performed extremely well and almost exploded with gunfire. head.
But the problem is that they plan to arrest them alive this time. There is no evidence to prove this time. Not to mention the prison mastermind Luis Trevino, not even the missing lawyer Scott Thomas. Good to find.
But there is nothing that can be done about it. Unless Jack takes action himself, he cannot ask his teammates to consider the issue of capturing alive when facing the suspect's gun. That would be making fun of the lives of his teammates.
The gunshots of Glock and Sig Sauer are very distinguishable. One is crisp and the other is slightly low. The first few gunshots just now were fired by suspects, and only the last one came from the FBI's sidearm.
Aubrey gave Jack an ugly forced smile, pulled the corpse's right sleeve, revealing a complete tattoo on the back of his hand, and the tattoo the "Hal's Sanitary Restaurant" waitress drew on the napkin The patterns are 80% similar.
The fat lady named Milly does not boast, her sketching skills are indeed quite good.
“Guys, come here.”
Jubal poked his head out of a simple tool shed on the side of the house and waved to everyone, “We found the missing lawyer.”
Everyone approached the tool house. Clay was squatting in the cabin inspecting a corpse on the ground. The corpse was wearing a valuable handmade suit and a high-end silk tie. It looked like it had been dead for a while, with exposed skin. There are already corpse spots on it.
"It's him." Jubal flashed the screen of his mobile phone. On it was a photo of lawyer Scott Thomas. The lawyer in the photo had a bright smile, which was no different from Jack's business fake smile. It was a standard Showing four upper and lower teeth.
"Quiet and fast." Clay pointed to a circle of strangulation marks on the body's neck, "The technique was very professional."
"I'll contact Little Rock and ask them to remove the 'ERT' The team will be sent over," Jiejie said, taking out her cell phone.
"Do you want to contact the District Attorney's Office? Tell Prosecutor Skip Hardy that the bastard who killed three of his subordinates has been found." Although Jubal said this, he looked a little hesitant.
Jack's expression was a bit difficult to explain, "The person who killed three assistant prosecutors was an Uzi submachine gun using .22LR pistol ammunition, but this guy only used a Glock 17 when he escaped.
And Alice was not here before Evidence was found in the call recording that Luis Trevino arranged for Javier Peretz to commit murder to vent his anger. "And the lawyer Scott Thomas was strangled to death, which is more consistent with the crime of the gang." Technique." Hannah has always been confident in Jack's judgment.
Aubrey's expression was a little uncertain, but he still retorted, "It may be that the purpose of killing is different. After all, the former is to vent his anger."
< br>"Isn't it the latter?" Clay, who was still squatting next to the corpse, asked strangely.
Aubrey was choked and immediately changed his position, "What you said seems to make sense."
"Let's wait until tomorrow. I guess it can be done after the 'ERT' team arrives and finishes its work." We’ll notify the prosecutor when the results come out tomorrow morning.”
In the end, Jubal decided to keep it secret. After all, they were not working around New York. They were unfamiliar with the place here, so they tried not to pass it on to others. What a joke.
The small town of Madison also has a local sheriff's office, and soon a police officer with a big belly arrived with his assistants.
Although this fat old white man with a beard in his 50s had a nice smile, he kept saying "This is my territory", and his words contained guns and sticks. He seemed to be dissatisfied with the FBI who came to his own territory. I am very dissatisfied with "causing trouble" on the territory.
Jubal also fought with him a few times with a false smile, saying "I'll do it next time", but in fact he didn't take him seriously at all.
It’s not that the FBI dislikes the poor and prefers the rich. They welcome large local police departments like the LAPD or NYPD with a smile. They must make good connections when trying to make friends. They greet small local police stations or sheriff’s offices. He likes to be indifferent and looks down on the other person.
It’s really because the smaller a place like this, the more trouble there is. You must know that those road horror movies in the United States are all based on reality. The police stations or vigilantes in small places, except for cannon fodder, In addition to the characters, most of them serve as bosses at the end of the level.
Especially those so-called democratically elected magistrates. In many places, they either come from rich and powerful local tyrants, or they are the lackeys of the local tyrants and evil gentry.
You can’t simply evaluate them in terms of good or bad, but the FBI, who often come to your door with arrest warrants, have no use for these law enforcement systems that rarely cooperate. They just hold back their displeasure. It’s really stupid. Baji's advance notice, who's to blame if the criminal gets the information and runs away?
After the support team from the Little Rock office arrived, Jack and the others drove back to Forrest's bar to meet Alice, and spent their second night in Arkansas at the motel next door.
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"My name is Chuck Bartewski. I am a failed otaku in life. I work as an electrical repairman in the "Buy Duo Duo" supermarket. I once studied at Stanford School of Engineering. , but in his senior year, he was accidentally framed by his friend Bryce for stealing test papers and was expelled from the school.
I have a beautiful sister who has been with me since childhood. She is a surgeon with a promising future. I tried hard to save my miserable and failed life, but I let her down one after another.
Finally one day, my life suddenly changed. It turned out that my good friend Bryce who had framed me was actually. is a CIA and I accidentally opened an email from him.
My brain became a super human flesh database containing countless national secrets. At the same time, a sexy and beautiful CIA female agent Sarah Walker and a big and violent man John Casey with a bitter and hateful face became... My secret bodyguard
Conspiracy, lies, and love at first sight, my life has been turned upside down since then, everything has become so bizarre.”
Enter, space, save, as the sun outside the window gradually fades When he got up, Jack finally finished coding the beginning of a new short play. Although he had more than half the sleep time than ordinary people, he could do more things, but it made the room feel busier. There was a sudden knock on the door. Jack, who was immersed in plot ideas, was frightened. He quickly clicked a cross on WORD and quickly closed the laptop.
What he saw when he opened the door was. Jubal had a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face, "Prosecutor Skip Hardy was killed! ”
(End of this chapter)