North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

Because all three of them were wearing body armor, Locke chose to shoot directly in the head this time, one shot for each person, and the three shots did not take more than 1 second.

Because Anna and Nathan were so close to the kidnappers, some gray stuff was splashed on their faces.

"Ana, are you okay?"

"Nathan, hold on, I've notified Captain Jones and support will be here soon..."

"..."

Locke pulled out a dagger from the body next to Anna Davis, cut the rope hanging Anna, and also introduced the situation outside.

After rescuing Anna, the two rescued Nathan together.

Nathan was seriously injured and could no longer stand, so he had to put him on the ground.

Anna Davis had a strong psychological quality and wiped it directly on her face, but Nathan couldn't help but vomited twice while cleaning it up.

Anna Davis looked at Nathan guiltily and asked Locke: "Where is your mobile phone? Call Nathan for an ambulance..."

Locke replied: "The villa is blocked, there is no signal!"

At this time, Anna Davis's face suddenly changed. Locke thought she was uncomfortable, so he hurriedly supported her and asked: "Anna, are you injured too?"

Anna Davis stared at Locke with a serious face and said in a deep voice: "Locke, get out of here first..."

Seeing Locke's confusion, she said hurriedly: "You are on administrative leave. You have no law enforcement rights. You leave first, and I will figure out the rest!"

Locke was startled and his hair went numb.

Damn it, he was just thinking about saving people, how could he forget about this matter? Captain Jones also emphasized this matter to him before.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have killed anyone.

Uh……

Locke instantly rejected this idea. Killing them with one shot was the optimal solution. These people were retired elite soldiers with automatic rifles in their hands. If they were only injured but not killed, the risk was too great and they could not be taken.

However, even though he was trying to save people, he would definitely be prosecuted if he killed five people in a row without the power to enforce the law.

This is not the kind of procedural prosecution, but if you are actually prosecuted, maybe the police did not do it properly and you will go to jail.

Locke hurriedly looked at the map on the detection card. Seeing that there was no movement outside and support had not arrived yet, he immediately prepared to dodge.

Anna Davis added: "Take away all the weapons you have used. Don't worry, I will find a way..."

Locke picked up the scar and the military dagger he had just used on the ground, glanced at Anna and Nathan who were looking at him gratefully, and ran quickly towards the bottom of the building.

Anna Davis watched Locke leave, picked up an M16 from next to a corpse, returned to Nathan, and said: "Nathan, you didn't see Locke, wait a minute and say you fainted, nothing." I don’t know, I’ll take care of the rest, understand?”

Nathan glanced at the gun in Anna's hand and nodded hurriedly: "Understood, I fainted and don't know anything..."

Anna Davis naturally noticed his little move and was a little speechless. Was she worried that she would silence her?

This guy must have watched too many movies!

It seems that the injury is not serious.

She sat down next to Nathan and apologized again: "Sorry, it was me who got you into trouble this time. Fortunately, everyone is fine!"

Nathan shook his head and said: "No, Captain, your bravery is admirable. Don't worry, including this time, Locke has saved me twice. Even if I am not a policeman, I will not betray him!"

Anna Davis breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, she saw the cut rope on the ground and frowned.

When Locke cut the rope just now, his fingerprints must have been left on the rope. It would be difficult to cover up Locke's whereabouts by relying solely on her confession.

She looked at Sam Burton's cell phone on the ground. Sam Burton seemed to be planning to call his girlfriend Avna just now, which meant that his cell phone could contact the outside world.

She hurriedly picked up her phone and dialed a familiar number, "Richard, it's me..."

Captain Jones, who was riding in the command vehicle and driving this way, was full of surprise, but soon, his expression began to become solemn.

"I understand, I know how to do it..."

……

After Locke left the basement, his brain was running wildly, recalling everything that had just happened when he entered the villa.

He opened the villa door with his hand and wiped it away.

Locke ran to the gunman's body at the courtyard wall again. There was some trouble here. He pulled off the gunman's hood, which had a lot of his fingerprints on it.

When he had just taken off his body armor and tactical vest, he touched the gunman's body, and there were fingerprints on his clothes.

Just as Locke was about to take off the gunman's clothes, he was startled and gave up.

He didn't wear gloves, and taking off his clothes would leave fingerprints. It was basically unavoidable. The best way was to take the body away and destroy the traces.

But there are many of his footprints left in the villa, as well as when cutting the rope...

There is simply no way to completely cover up his traces.

And Locke thought of something more important. During this period, he had exposed many skills one after another, and today he even showed off his L2 rifle marksmanship.

If his ability to deal with traces is also exposed, it will reveal his flaws and affect his identity as a scavenger.

So I can only believe that Anna Davis can really handle this matter.

Locke returned to the car along the original route, without any treatment on the traces of the villa's courtyard wall.

He threw the scar, saber, and hood in the back seat and started the car. He knew very well that after lapd took over the scene, he would search around the villa. This time there were K9s (police dogs), so he had to leave immediately.

Locke drove the car onto the road and immediately saw a large number of police cars driving in this direction in the rearview mirror.

He stepped on the gas and continued walking forward, preparing to find a deserted intersection and escape.

Unexpectedly, after walking for a while, it was time to detect the card, and the three-dimensional map disappeared in an instant.

"..."

Locke was a little uncomfortable with the sudden absence of a three-dimensional map. After experiencing the God's perspective given by this 360-degree three-dimensional map, it was just like a real-life version of CS. It was so exciting.

Locke couldn't help but smile bitterly. How could he get out without a map?

Without a map, he didn't know which intersection had loopholes. He turned around and glanced at the things in the back seat. What should he do?

Two lapds were kidnapped, including a superintendent. I'm afraid the entire lapd has stood up. Support from other divisions should have arrived long ago, and the roads should have been almost closed.

Maybe find a place to hide in this area?

At this moment, Locke's phone rang, it was David calling.

Five minutes later, Locke drove to an intersection and saw six LAPDs checking in and out vehicles from a distance. Superintendent David and Mona were also among them. The other police officers were unknown to each other and were probably not Police Officer Wilshire. bureau.

The scar had been dismantled and hidden in the trunk storage box with the saber, but he was still a little uneasy.

When it was Locke's turn, David was about to walk over when Superintendent Mona suddenly called him and announced the unblocking.

Locke immediately breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the two of them through the window, made an OK gesture, and drove out with the traffic.