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Chapter 229 Brother Falling Is a Peerless Assassin? (Seventh update, please book in full!!!)

The black Ford SUV was galloping, with a portable police light flashing on the roof, and then it parked steadily on the street of the Zijing community that had been cordoned off.

George stepped down from the driver's seat, and Locke followed suit.

In the back seat, Gwen got down too.

The police officer in charge of the cordon raised the cordon after seeing George, and then, seeing Locke and Gwen walking in behind George, chose to turn a blind eye.

Those who came with the boss, could they be civilians?

With this little insight, there are still some low-level police officers.

At No. 55 Zijing Community, police officers came in and out.

Gwen looked at the side of an ambulance, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he pulled Locke: "Look, look."

Locke has also seen it, and hummed.

Gwen immediately said to George: "Dad, Locke and I will go to see Mrs. Miller Shelton first."

George didn't speak, just looked at Locke and Gwen who were walking towards the ambulance, and then walked towards the house at No. 55.

With Locke by Gwen's side, George is quite at ease.

"Max!"

At the door, pointing to a place, let Max, who is in charge of physical evidence collection, see George coming, and nodded: "Sir."

George hit Max on the shoulder directly: "What sir, you don't know who I am, you were the first to arrive at the scene?"

Max laughed, and then said: "Yes, to be precise, I intervened in the scene just after the shootout started, look at that..."

George followed the gaze of his fingers, and not far away, three men with the appearance of an African-American gang fell in a pool of blood.

"I shot him."

"……what happened?"

Max shook his head: "It should be a violent robbery."

His home is on this street, and he was even the captain of the joint defense association in this community. When the first gunshot was heard, he rushed out in a panic, and then saw a person in room 55. Gunshots rang out, and three African-Americans with pistols ran out of the house.

Max immediately revealed his identity and made the three people stop.

result……

They actually grabbed the pistols and turned to him. Max could bear it, and immediately emptied his magazine in a second, and sent the three guys to see Mephisto.

As for why Max is so sure that these three people are gangsters and not the escaped head of the household?
As I said just now, Max is the captain of the defense association in this community. Who lives in the community and who is the head of the household? , without any destabilizing factors.

Enter the house.

George raised his eyebrows, looked at the four corpses in different directions in the living room, especially the one lying on the stairs, and frowned: "How do I feel, this doesn't look like a violent robbery?"

The body that fell on the stairs, and those few, seemed to be facing the stairs. It seemed that the goal was very clear, and they all planned to go to the other three bodies on the second floor.

No matter how George looked at it, he found it rather strange.

and.

George put on his gloves and inspected the four corpses, all of which were shot directly between the eyebrows and headshot in a second. Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity: "The head of this household is called Clyde Shelton?"

Max standing behind smiled and said, "Did I tell you when I called?"

George shook his head: "No, Locke said it."

Max suddenly said, "Your son-in-law, why, your son-in-law knows Sheldon?"

George ignored the first half of Max's sentence, stood up, stared at the four corpses in the living room facing the second floor, and smiled: "He knows a lot of people, the head of this household, do you understand?"

Max nodded: "Of course, the old neighbor."

"Is your marksmanship that good?"

"Don't tell me, it's the first time I've met him. He's the chief engineer of a technology company."

"Always in New York?"

"Ah."

George nodded and said nothing.

Max looked at George's expression, looked around, and walked over: "What's wrong?"

George glanced at his old friend and thought for a while: "You know, I've been hunting down the Peerless Assassin."

Max nodded: "No one in the entire New York Police Department knows."

The hobbies of any boss will spread throughout the company within a period of time.

George is no exception.

George looked at the dead body where the four shots were all headshots, and he even made up the knife: "This marksmanship, I feel, is almost the same as that of a unparalleled assassin."

The Peerless Assassin loves headshots.

And it's not in vain.

Even if there were other wounds on the target, they were repaired after the headshot, exactly the same as the current one.

but……

When Max heard this, he laughed and shook his head: "This is impossible, Peerless Assassin, when I was broadcasting live with your ex-girlfriend on New York TV, my wife was watching TV with the Sheldon family."

George looked at the tablet, the information about Clyde Sheldon that was just sent, and handed the tablet to Max: "I know this, but don't you find it strange that a person who has never touched Ordinary people in the firearms industry can shoot so well?"

Max looked up at George.

George said: "This information is false."

Max: "..."

outside.

Mrs. Miller Sheldon, who was surprised, was much better at this moment. She looked at Gwen in front of her in disbelief, and then looked at Locke, who was chatting with her husband not far away, and forced a smile. He smiled: "I heard Clyde tell me that Locke will bring his girlfriend over to the museum and ask me to be a guest guide at that time. I didn't expect that his girlfriend is you, Gwen."

Gwen smiled: "I didn't expect that, Mrs. Sheldon, Locke told me about it when he picked me up from get off work in the afternoon. It was so fateful."

Miller nodded sympathetically.

Gwen looked at the sleeping daughter in Miller's arms, pointed, and whispered, "This, is it Angie?"

Miller looked down at Angie in his arms, and smiled: "Yes."

Gwen turned her head to the side, looked at Angie who was sleeping soundly in Miller's arms, thought about the three corpses she saw just now, and said with some sympathy, "Should you be terrified, Mrs. Sheldon?"

She remembered how she felt when she saw so many corpses on the Poseidon.

fortunately.

Locke was right next to him.

Gwen thought so, looking at Locke with one hand in his pocket, inviting Mr. Clyde Shelton to smoke together to soothe himself.

Locke followed Gwen's gaze.

Gwen smiled.

Locke smiled back.

Clyde Shelton looked gloomy, smoking a cigarette, he didn't know what he was thinking, and then, as if thinking of something, he touched his pocket and said to Locke in front of him, "Can I borrow my phone?"

Locke took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Clyde Shelton.

Clyde thanked him, opened the dial pad, entered a series of numbers, walked to the side, and made a call.

"Unified Insurance Company, how can I help you..."

Locke's ears moved, and he heard the voice from the other end after the phone was dialed. He looked thoughtfully at Clyde, who was holding the phone and talking.

"RET, number 023, code name 03, the phone is not encrypted."

"Got it, wait a minute!"

after awhile.

The female voice from over there said: "The opinion has been recorded, thank you for your feedback, sir, I wish you a happy life."

Clyde said you too, then hung up the phone.

Locke put away his keen six senses, looked at Clyde who came over and smiled, "Let me guess, call your lawyer?"

Clyde returned the phone to Locke: "Yes, I think this is just the beginning."

Robbery?

Ah.

Clyde thought about the group of gangsters who broke into his room silently just last night. If it wasn't for this morning, he was reminded by Locke just now, and he would give the things he thought would never be used in the utility room to him. I took it out, took a while, oiled it, and wiped it down.

tonight?

I'm afraid it's a lot of fun.

A group of low-quality robbers came to a family like his, and Clyde could think of anything they could do with his toes.

Clyde thought so, looked at Locke: "Thank you."

Locke froze slightly: "Thank me, for what?"

Clyde said, "Thank you for reminding me this morning."

Locke looked a little surprised, then, looking around, lowered his voice: "Mr. Sheldon, you don't think..."

At this time, Clyde looked at George and Max who came out of his room, and interrupted Locke: "Thank you for lending me the phone just now."

Locke looked at Clyde who stretched out his hand, but also chose to shut up, and shook hands with Clyde.

"Mr. Sheldon."

George walked over, glanced at Locke who was shaking hands with Clyde, and then said to Clyde, "Mr. Sheldon, is it convenient to tell us what happened?"

Clyde nodded: "Of course."

talking.

Clyde turned to look at his wife and daughter, and said to Max: "Sorry, Max, but can Miller and Angie go to your house to rest tonight, it's a bit cold outside."

Max patted his head: "God, I forgot, of course."

"Thank you."

Max quickly called two police officers and asked them to take Miller and Angie to his house to rest.

George also said to Locke and Gwen: "Okay, take a good look at it, and I will let the police take you back."

Locke and Gwen nodded.

George shook hands with Clyde, and smiled apologetically: "These two children, I heard that something happened to you here, so you must come with me to have a look."

Clyde glanced at Gwen Locke, who was following the police officers, and also at George: "I just heard that my wife and two children know each other."

talking.

George knocked on the approaching command vehicle and invited Clyde to step up.

……

(End of this chapter)