North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 255 Lighter

Jimmy checked and returned to Jack, "Ruiz, give me your handcuffs, there are two injured people here, they are not dead yet."

Jimmy took Ruiz's handcuffs and handcuffed the injured man on the second floor, then went downstairs and handcuffed the guy who fell badly downstairs, and then waited for the ambulance to arrive for first aid.

"Jimmy, go to the surveillance van and check for a first aid kit." Ruiz called from the second floor.

Well, it seemed that Ruiz didn't want these two unlucky guys who were shot to die, Jimmy responded and ran out.

There is still a basic first-aid kit in the monitoring vehicle, but two people in the room were shot, and this little medicine alone has no effect at all, and neither of them is a first-aider, and they are just doing their best to obey the destiny.

Fortunately, this is New York, and the ambulance came quickly. Jack and the two injured people were carried into the ambulance and taken to the hospital. As for the dead hapless guy, he had to wait for the ambulance behind to come and take him away. up.

The tracking lost a lot this time, losing a member of the monitoring team, and also lost the trace of Reina. It is necessary to review the video and investigate their escape route to analyze their whereabouts. These can be handed over to the members of the monitoring team, they are all Intelligence majors, they are the ones who specialize in analysis paths and the like, and those who are trained as prospective agents in the FBI Academy are much worse than those they are trained as intelligence officers.

Ruiz and Jimmy returned to the original hotel in the surveillance car, got Ruiz's car back, and the two returned to Federation Square. Jimmy was going to write his own shooting report. This time it was easier to write. One was shot, and the other two were shot. There is no news yet. They should not be dead. I will ask Ruiz later.

These two survivors are the most important sources of information. I hope they can survive.

Jimmy submitted the report to Ruiz, and after saying a word, he left work early and went home. Ruiz not only did not stop Jimmy from asking for leave to go home, but also felt a special surprise. Jimmy didn't know how he felt. No, anyway, it was at that time that I always felt a little awkward looking at Ruiz's face.

Jimmy went out of Federation Square, bought a cup of coffee at a roadside coffee shop and drank it while walking, passing by a trash can with a clean appearance, Jimmy put the coffee on it, took out a cigarette case from his pocket and lit one, then put the cigarette case Put it back in your pocket.

"Hey, buddy, can I have a cigarette?" A homeless man next to him saw Jimmy smoking a cigarette next to the trash can, shouted, raised his hand and waved at Jimmy.

Jimmy turned his head and took a look, took out another cigarette case, took another one, walked over and handed it to him.

For the homeless, Jimmy's feelings are complicated. On the one hand, he has seen too many homeless things in New York during this time. On the other hand, his initial position in this world is the homeless, and there is another homeless My friend, Jerry, who is now in a good life, can't make him hate the homeless as thoroughly as the natives.

It can only be said that Jimmy still has a conscience now, and he has not been completely swallowed by the dark side of the United States. He knows who treats him well.

"Thanks, buddy." The tramp took the cigarette, took out a lighter from his pocket and lit it, then put the lighter back into his pocket.

"Wait, can I see your lighter?" Jimmy suddenly stopped the homeless man.

"A lighter?" The homeless man took it out and handed it to Jimmy.

Jimmy read it right, this was the kind of lighter his family used when he was a child, the kind of kerosene lighter with a square on one side and a cylindrical one on the other.

This lighter must have been used for many years, and the surface has been ground and coated. It can be seen that it is a brass shell. Although the style is the same as the one I saw when I was a child, the bright silver stainless steel or iron shell is usually bright silver when I was a child.

Jimmy ignited it twice, the ignition was smooth, and it smelled of oil. The homeless man should use the same oil as his Zippo.

"It's beautiful, it looks like you've been using it for years." Jimmy returned it to the homeless man.

"I brought it back from the Vietnam War. It's been many years." The homeless man held the lighter and twirled it in his hand. He took a puff of cigarette, exhaled slowly, and then threw the lighter directly towards Jimmy. "Give it away, thank you for the cigarette."

Jimmy reached out to catch it, and then handed it to the homeless man again, "No, no, I can't take it away, I've carried it for so many years, you should keep it well."

The homeless man waved his hand, "To me, it doesn't make much sense anymore."

Jimmy withdrew his hand, took out his Zippo from his pocket and handed it to the homeless man, "You must have something to light, take it."

The homeless man took Jimmy's Zippo, and Jimmy thanked him again, then went to a bakery not far away, bought some food, gave it to the homeless man, and left him all the cigarettes in his cigarette case.

The reason why he went to buy food instead of giving money directly is because Jimmy knows that it is not a good thing for homeless people to have money on them. There have been many times when homeless people have killed each other for $10. of.

The United States is not a paradise. For the homeless, New York is like hell. There are too many people here. There are countless homeless people. There is no organization that counts the number of homeless people, whether it is a church or a charity organization. , there is no way to cover so many homeless people, there are quite a few homeless people who are not so much living as waiting to die.

Jimmy delivered food, which can guarantee at least two days of hunger for the homeless. Although it is not much, Jimmy does not dare to give more, something will happen, really, it may kill him.

Jimmy went home, first disassembled the lighter, threw away all the cotton and cotton thread inside, then washed it thoroughly, then dried it with a hair dryer, and then put it on the table to continue drying. There may be moisture in hidden places on it.

When it was about the same time, I installed my Zippo's spare cotton thread and cotton, refueled, and assembled it. Jimmy tried it, and the ignition was fine. Well, I will use this later.

The next day, Jimmy came to the office and continued to read the materials. Ruiz was surprised to see Jimmy when he came.

"Jimmy, why don't you take a break?" Ruiz came to Jimmy's desk.

Jimmy looked up at Ruiz, he knew what Ruiz said, "It's nothing, I'm used to it, don't worry, it's fine."

Ruiz nodded: "Okay, let's continue to work. The monitoring team has returned to staring at Morrow of the Crown League. Reina negotiated a deal with Morrow. He will definitely appear again. We will Wait for the news."

He turned around and prepared to go back to his office, and then came back, "By the way, the two people who were shot survived, but they are still in the ICU. When they get better, you can take notes with me."

　Starting point comments resumed, half a month, it hurts.

　
(End of this chapter)