Super player of a certain American comic

Chapter 237 The game before the war (Seventh update, thanks to the leader of dextermax!!!)
Eye to eye!

Flames burst.

In the Audi R8, Locke was leaning on the chair, looking at George standing on the side of the road with a smile, and looking this way, and then, it seemed that he had a little panic.

George's expression changed very well.

From confusion, to astonishment, then to surprise, and then, to nervousness again!

Locke greeted with a smile: "Hi?"

"Peerless thorn..."

As soon as George spoke, Kate Beckett, who thought someone was going to assassinate George, had already fired his gun, and then, a bullet was fired directly, heading towards Locke.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"Boom!"

Two bullets collided in the air, squeezed, and fell!
The corner of Locke's mouth raised, he kicked the accelerator, and then seemed to blast directly in the direction where Nick Reese left just now.

George and the others came back to their senses.

"Fake!"

"Get in the car, get in the car!"

"Quick!"

"Notify the traffic police."

"dog Dog Dog!"

"Wow!!!!"

moment.

Five police cars and five private cars directly hung up their alarm bells, and the alarm bells rang, and quickly ran towards Locke, who was about to disappear from their sight.

"Attention all units, the Peerless Assassin is fleeing from west to south, from Third Avenue towards No.18 Street."

"Escape?"

Locke, who was driving the car, blinked his eyes when he heard the voice from the walkie-talkie that was brought over from a police officer some time ago in case of emergency, and which came in handy today.

Where did this escape come from?
I'm not walking...

chant.

I'm not worried about George chasing him, in case lovesickness becomes ill, so come out and play sports with George?

Is this a run away?

Locke thought so, grabbed the walkie-talkie.

"Superintendent Stacey, I heard that you were promoted, so I came to say hello to you. Why did I run away all of a sudden?"

"...Sir, the Peerless Assassin is with us..."

"Shut up, I know!"

George's voice came from the walkie-talkie in a panic: "Damn unparalleled assassin, this time, I will definitely catch you, all police officers, switch to channel 112."

Done.

There was dead silence on the intercom.

but……

Locke blinked at George's words.

Channel 112 is not a channel number, but a set of codes, the internal code of the police station.

However, Locke is born with a photographic memory and is a man with a memory palace. Moreover, Locke feels that during this period of time, he has slept at George's house more times than him at the Star Building. Naturally, how could he not know What is this channel 112?

and so.

When George had switched the channel and just breathed a sigh of relief, the voice of the Peerless Assassin came from the walkie-talkie again.

"Supervisor Stacey, the codes of your New York Police Department are the same as the codes of the nuclear bomb in Washington. It has not been changed for a long time. I suggest that you need to change the code book."

"...Peerless Assassin, you can't run away. Let the helicopter take off. I want to see how you slipped away from my nose this time."

"unnecessary."

Locke chuckled lightly, and controlled with one hand. From the gap between the two police cars in front, he made a gorgeous drift and turned the corner: "You want to chase me, I can even tell you, my destination, No.18 Street, hurry up , don't be dumped by me!"

Done.

Locke dropped the walkie-talkie on the co-pilot.

"NO.18 Street?"

"George, is that the street where Nick Reese's apartment is located?"

"Where's Nick Rhys?"

Kate Beckett, who was in another car, contacted George by phone: "I found Nick Rhys at the gate of Central Park."

George said in a deep voice, "Kate, you take people to Central Park to protect Nick Reese."

This time, the executor of the notice was not the Peerless Assassin.

But the Dark Head?

Undoubtedly, George suspected at this moment that at this time, the Peerless Assassin did not appear out of boredom at all, but came prepared to divert the tiger away from the mountain.

Kate over there listened to George's instructions, hummed, and then, at the fork in the road, several police cars completed the diversion in an instant. George's police car looked at the Audi R8 on the road, wishing to drift from the street to the end of the street. His eyes were burning.

Chu Chu Chu!
A New York Police Department helicopter has come from behind, appearing directly overhead.

This time...

Peerless Assassin, I will definitely put the handcuffs on you with my own hands!
George held the steering wheel with both hands, and the accelerator roared.

NO.18 Main Street!
hum!
The Audi R8 made a gorgeous drift directly at the door of Nick Reese's apartment. Locke stepped out of the car with one foot. After he had already climbed the steps, the Audi R8 rubbed white smoke, and then, with a whistling sound, continued Headed forward.

Locke fastened the buttons of his suit, looked at the police car that had just driven into the road, waved his hand, signaled, and then violently opened the door of the apartment as if entering his own apartment.

He is thinking of George and others.

After all, if Locke bombed the door, then the New York Police Department does not need compensation, and if the New York Police Department broke the door violently, it needs to compensate for the maintenance cost of the gate.

This proves one more thing.

The ones people bully the most, tend to be the ones who like to play by the rules.

Almost less than 30 seconds after Locke walked into the apartment, from both sides of No. 18 Street, police cars crowded at the door of the apartment as if they were driving into the parking lot.

"Boom!"

"George..."

George got out of the car as soon as the car stopped, holding his own gun in both hands, and was about to attack the interior of the apartment. Fortunately, Jason grabbed George quickly: "The secret service team will be here in 5 minutes. "

What a joke.

It is one thing for the New York Police Department to fail to catch the unparalleled assassin, but it is another thing for a senior police officer to die tragically at the hands of the unparalleled assassin under such circumstances.

Feeling that he was ridiculed by the unparalleled assassin, George temporarily regained some sanity after being pulled by Jason.

but……

George didn't quite understand.

If it is said that Wushuang Assassin's purpose is to divert the tiger away from the mountain, then why did he choose this apartment? Isn't it obvious that he intends to let them come to catch the turtle in the urn?

"and many more."

George put his hands on his hips, watched the residents who were evacuated from the apartment in an orderly and skillful manner under the arrangement of the police, wiped his face, and looked at Jason next to him: "Where is the notice from Nick Reese?" ?”

Jason took out the notice in the evidence bag from his arms and handed it to George.

George took over and looked.

『Crime: Selling out your soul! 』

"What kind of crime is this?"

"Jingle Bell!"

George frowned as he looked at the charge on the notice, frowned, then took out his mobile phone, looked at the caller ID on it, connected, and his face softened: "Gwen, what's wrong?"

Gwen, who was still in the Osborne Biological Building, said, "Dad, have you watched the news from New York's No. [-] TV station?"

"what?"

"Aunt Patty Finn's "Exploring the Mystery" has released a trailer. I feel that this may have something to do with the Peerless Assassin again, so I'll tell you."

"I see."

George frowned, hung up the phone, and dialed Patty Finn's private number directly.

Although last time, he told Helen, he didn't save Patty Finn's phone number.

but……

He was telling the truth, because, he memorized Patty Finn's number, and there was no need to store it in the phone.

only?

George frowned as he listened to the call that was being dialed all the time, but no one answered it.

New York TV.

Ms. Patty Finn looked at the vibrating mobile phone in her hand, thought for a while, opened the drawer, and threw the mobile phone in.

I'm sorry, George, although I really want to answer your call, but this is work, and you yourself said that work is work, life is life, I miss you, you must not blame me.

Ms. Patty Finn thought so in her heart, and this seemed to be another opportunity. After tonight, she could use an apology as an excuse and invite George to have a meal as an apology.

Well, it's not a date, it's an apology.

Ms. Patty Finn, the corners of her mouth turned upwards. She was accidentally poached back then, but she was confident that she could poach her again.

The vibrating phone only lasted for 2 minutes.

Because the SWAT team is here.

With the entry of the New York Police Department SWAT team, George is already putting a body armor on himself.

Seeing this, the special service captain opened his mouth: "Sir..."

George looked up directly: "The Peerless Assassin is mine."

The special service captain looked at George's fiery eyes, gulped his saliva, waved his hand, and signaled behind him that the special service members armed to the teeth began to attack.

soon.

George and the secret service captain each put an order on the shoulders of a special service member with a blast shield.

"dog Dog Dog!"

"Dog!"

"dog!"

moment.

Two special service members holding explosion-proof shields directly entered the apartment first, and then, slowly, went directly along the stairs and rushed towards the apartment floor where Nick Reese was located.

Locke yawned at the door of Nick Reese's house. He got bored waiting so fast, and then he saw, over there, George and others, who were dawdling and moving slowly like a turtle: "It's too slow, Stella Superintendent West."

Done.

Locke dodges directly and enters Nick Reese's house.

After three seconds.

George's voice came from outside the door: "Peerless Assassin, surrender."

Locke threw the written paper on the coffee table in the apartment, and raised his head when he heard this sentence: "Then you come in, I thought there were hostages here, it's a pity."

George and the Secret Service Captain winked.

next second.

boom!
The door of the apartment was directly blasted open by the hammer.

After the door-breaking hammer was used up, it was thrown to the ground with a bang, and it made a crisp sound.

But right now.

A thud.

A black, round thing was thrown directly from the broken house.

George and the others looked at the thing that rolled to the ground.

Eyes shrink!

……

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(End of this chapter)