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Chapter 156 Wisdom Helper Gwen

Having a locator installed is one thing.

Arranging follow-up personnel is also a matter.

but……

When the three of George arrived, they saw the Hudson River, which seemed to be glowing in the night.

An R8 that had just been borrowed from an auto shop by the FBI just died.

"what happened."

"Sir."

A federal agent in charge of tracking looked at his officer Colin's face and quickly told what happened.

What happened is actually very simple.

It was they who followed normally, and then watched the R8 driven by Locke suddenly speed up, and they also speeded up, and then watched the R8 fall straight towards the Hudson River Valley.

10 minute later.

A frogman emerged from the water, shook his head at the three executives from different law enforcement agencies on the shore, and said: "The car was found, but the target and the missile were not found."

obviously.

Azu has returned home again.

"Gu dong dong!"

Locke retracted his avatar at home, took a step, caught the dropped mobile phone, and then walked towards the bar, continuing to communicate with Gwen on the phone.

On the TV, it was the salvage operation in the Hudson Valley that was shown.

"What do you think?" Gwen asked on the phone.

Locke froze slightly: "What?"

Gwen said: "I just told you, take 50 out of the 25 and give it to the family member of the policeman who was not rescued. What happened to you tonight, several times."

Locke smiled and said, "I've said it many times, it's your compensation, you don't need to ask me."

Yes.

The police officer who died was not able to be rescued in the end.

Locke didn't intend to save Jeff, he couldn't find any excuse, or that sentence, he was not the Virgin, because of Gwen, so he found an excuse for himself to save Jeff, but this, he didn't.

He is not a hero and cannot save everyone.

Gwen, who was in her room, sighed, was on the phone with one hand, and watched the salvage work that was also broadcast live at night with the other hand: "Are you watching the live broadcast?"

Locke looked up at the TV: "Yes, it's okay, the R8 that fell into the river is not mine. I just went to the garage to check and confirmed that my car is still there."

Gwen laughed when she heard this, and then stared at George on the shore on the phone screen: "Dad seems to be very angry."

Locke hummed: "George has always wanted to catch this unparalleled assassin."

It's okay to be angry.

As long as you don't vomit blood.

Give George a thought, and he will not let George sitting in the office idle. For a detective like George, if there is no case to solve, he will grow old quickly.

I was really too kind.

Although what happened tonight was quite a sensation, George wasn't the only one with a dull face. After all, both the FBI and the Homeland Security Agency had gone.

Again.

Although escaped by the unparalleled assassin, there were no hostage casualties. This is already a very good ending, but what George wanted was a perfect ending.

but……

There are so many perfect endings in this world.

There is a saying.

Regret is beauty.

"correct."

"You said."

"Locke, do you think the murderer was watching TV?"

"It should be. Didn't you say that the group is full of quarrels? Almost everyone is paying attention to this live broadcast."

"That's right, guess if he's panicking now."

"do not know."

As Locke said, he didn't care whether the murderer panicked or not, he only cared whether the scene was big enough or not.

"Task impact bonus factor: 50 times! 』

That's great.

Now, as long as you don't do anything, catch the murderer, and shoot him directly, you can get a reward of [-].

but……

Locke's eyes flickered.

Now the live broadcast has come fifty times.

How about another live broadcast?

One hundred times the cap, that's a whole hundred thousand rewards.

Gwen smashed the pillow on her back with her small fist, and then leaned back: "Want to hear my psychological profile of this murderer?"

Locke grabbed Bourbon and said with a smile: "Of course, I thought you said the data was not enough."

Gwen said: "Because I'm not sure whether this was done by the Peerless Assassin. If it was done by the Peerless Assassin, then the profile is completely different."

"Ok."

"The profile of the unparalleled assassin, I admit that I may be wrong, but I still suspect that this is what the unparalleled assassin deliberately said to stimulate law enforcement agencies."

"...Is this intuition?"

"That's it."

Gwen laughed, and then said: "However, there are too few data that can be used for analysis by the Peerless Assassin, so there will always be discrepancies in the profile."

Locke smiled.

"But this counterfeit is different."

"Why is it different?"

"This impostor is using the notice from the Wushuang Assassin, and judging from the case of the couple in the first case, it seems to have been premeditated, so he is a man who looks hostile on the outside, but is full of anger on the inside. People who are not confident."

"... Deliberately leaving a notice to mislead the police is indeed a lack of self-confidence."

That famous killer or serial murderer will learn the signature movements and behaviors of other killers or other serial murderers?

No.

Only an unsure killer or copycat would do that.

Because a killer with a name is not afraid of difficulties.

Just like the Peerless Assassin, so many guns aimed at him, so what?

Gwen continued.

"He hates the police very much. It is very likely that he has been violently treated by the police. It is also possible that he spent some time in prison before again."

"This one……"

"He killed two officers, Locke."

"Uh……"

Gwen's words continued: "If it were me, I would start investigating that couple."

Locke walked to the study and turned on the computer: "Why."

Gwen said: "It's very simple. It may be that the death of the couple turned on his murder button. The notice was probably added after the fact, because when the police station found the body, it was already dead. One day has passed, and he has enough time to do this, and then, seeing that the police station seems to have seen the notice, he thought it was done by the unparalleled assassin, and then completely released his beast."

Locke read the file of the couple's death case, and frowned: "But, I didn't hear that, the couple lost something."

Gwen shrugged and said, "Then I don't know, I'm not a professional, I'm just trying to reason."

Locke smiled: "Okay."

It seems that after talking about this matter, Gwen was also sleepy, and after saying good night to Locke, he hung up the phone.

Take a look at the continuous call time.

Three hours.

Locke touched his chin, and after writing down the things he would spend tomorrow, he looked at the file on the computer.

There was nothing special about the couple who died.

Middle class, there is a cheap apartment building waiting to be demolished. After the incident, after George discovered that the notice was forged, he also sent people to check all the residents in that apartment, and they all had alibi.

and also……

Have been violently treated by the police, so you hate the police?

Isn't this special meow a proper black complexion?

Locke raised his eyebrows, directly hacked the backstage of the New York City Council, found the apartment, and retrieved the target he wanted to find.

next second.

Locke called him a good guy.

Without him.

Although there were also two dark-skinned tenants in the couple's apartment building, what surprised Locke was not this, but the fact that all the people living in this apartment building had criminal records, and all of them had just been released from prison. of.

This couple is a saint.

Locke thought in his heart that like Dongguo, in the Federation, those with criminal records are also discriminated against. At the very least, there are many jobs that people with criminal convictions cannot do.

In most hearts, those who have broken the law are always unwelcome, especially those who have gone through prison.

This is the real society.

Those who have broken the law, why can't they discriminate against you, why can't they despise you?

"Jingle Bell!"

Locke's eyes flicked over the heads of the tenants with previous convictions in the apartment, and then stared at the satellite phone ringing on the desktop.

Bowery King, head of homeless intelligence in New York!
Four in the morning.

The Queen.

"Cuckoo!"

Countless pigeons under the overpass instantly flapped their wings and flew towards the sky because of the arrival of the unexpected visitor. A homeless man curled up under the overpass held his hands in his arms and stared at Locke with somewhat blurred eyes.

Ding!
Locke flicked his right hand, and a gold coin fell in front of the homeless man: "Do you know me?"

The homeless man looked at Locke, who was approaching. He was wearing sunglasses, and with a thud, he threw the pistol in his arms aside, and got up: "This way please, Mr. Wushuang."

Tonight's live broadcast in New York raised the reputation of Locke and the Killer Circle by a section.

There are many killers with a swaggering personality in the killer circle, but for someone as bold as Locke, there is no doubt that it cannot be said that there is no one in the future, but it can also be said that there is no one before.

soon.

Following the homeless man in front, he entered the abandoned underground waterway, and after turning around, he came to an open underground space where he could run horses.

A desk.

An electric wire privately connected from the ground provides electricity for lighting here.

A burly man with dark skin, but definitely not black, was smoking a cigar in an office chair behind the desk.

Locke reached out and waved the cloud of cigars in front of him: "Jin, if you want to be the king of beggars, then don't smoke these Cuban cigars that cost three hundred dollars a piece."

Bowery King over there with a mouthful of rotten teeth grinned: "Would you like one?"

Locke's eyes fell on the tramp curled up aside, motionless, and he said directly, "That's him?"

……

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