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Jack searched the basically scrapped van, but found nothing except the small revolver in an evidence bag in the car and a few scattered "HYPER" pills in the trunk.

He swung the flashlight around again, but still found nothing. There was not even a drop of blood on the ground nearby.

Jack's previous shooting actually scared Ma Xidao. Ma Xidao did not have the same extraordinary eyesight as Jack, and under the dim street lights at a distance of several hundred meters, he did not see the attacker's crime clearly.

However, because the distance was too far, and he was holding the gun in his left hand and shooting while driving, it was normal that all of them were shot away even with the help of skills. It can only be said that those three guys reacted quickly and had good luck.

Although the SIG Sauer P320-XTen is a high-powered pistol that uses 10mm AUTO bullets and can easily penetrate 3A-level bulletproof vests, it is ultimately just a pistol and cannot compare with a rifle in terms of penetration.

After penetrating the double-layer thin iron sheet of the rear door, where the bullet flew was entirely up to fate. However, Jack's main purpose of shooting at that time was just to save people, and facts also proved that his decisive decision was very correct.

These three murderers were extremely brutal. If any of them had hesitated, the other detectives might have been killed. At this time, one of the two Yakuza in the car died in the car accident, and the other even had his brains knocked out.

"Is this the sidearm of your country's police? Why is it in the evidence bag?" Jack handed the small revolver to Ma Xi.

"Before the captain was sent to the ambulance, he said that he had found the drugs together with the drugs in two Yakuza residences. He has not yet found out the source."

Ma Xidao took the revolver, took a picture of the location of the gun serial number, then handed the evidence bag to the police officer beside him, and then continued to speak to Jack somewhat embarrassedly.

"Thanks for that, but I need to trouble you with one thing. I want to go to the nearby police station to find some of my former colleagues to inquire about the situation. Can you go to the hospital and watch over them for me?"

Jack nodded, indicating that he could do whatever he wanted.

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After taking a nap on a bench in the hospital corridor, Jack regained his energy, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and then went to the ward to visit several injured detectives.

He could only shake his head helplessly at these guys. It would be fine if they had weak fighting ability, but they clearly knew they were arresting drug dealers, but they didn't even bring guns.

When he was searching the scene just now, he found that except for the captain Zhang Taizhu who was carrying a Taser, the only weapons of this group of criminal police were just a few telescopic batons of different models. It was really miserable.

Look at what this distorted relationship between the police and the public has done to these Korean policemen. They are unwilling to carry guns even at the risk of their lives. They would rather lose their lives than lose their iron rice bowl.

Of course, as a U.S. federal policeman, he has no right to laugh at others. He can only be regarded as going from one extreme to another.

Captain Jang Tae-soo was the most seriously injured, with a neck brace on his neck. He had just finished an IV and was sleeping on the bed. The other three police officers were standing by with their heads down. When they saw Jack come in, two of them who knew Jack stood up and bowed to him solemnly to express their gratitude.

"I'm glad everyone is okay." Jack quickly put his hands together to signal them to sit down.

"Who is this?" Jiang Zhentai, who was called to help, had never seen Jack before, and was a little confused when he suddenly saw a foreigner.

"He is from the FBI, and he has come specially to assist our big brother Ma Xidao." A criminal police officer helped explain.

Jiang Zhentai's eyes suddenly widened. "Eh? The FBI in the United States? The FBI with 'FBI WARING'?"

Jack's forehead was full of black lines, and he nodded with a wry smile. Come on, now I can trigger the keywords without introducing myself, right?

"By the way, did you see each other? I didn't see any surveillance cameras on the road where the accident happened. The murderer who attacked you was obviously well prepared, so he might not be that easy to find."

The older of the two detectives scratched his head in distress and poked the younger one beside him, "I didn't wake up until you carried me out of the car. I really didn't see anything. What about you, Jong-su?"

The young detective named Zhong Xiu had a crew cut and a worried look on his face, shaking his head like a rattle.

"They are all wearing hats and masks, and we can't see their faces at all." Jiang Zhentai said with a bitter face.

"Eh? So, senior, you saw it at that time?" The two detectives looked at him in surprise.

"I happened to wake up when they were killing people. I was so scared that I didn't dare to move. I could only pretend to be dead." Jiang Zhentai didn't feel embarrassed and told the truth directly.

"Forget it, you guys just have a good rest." Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of him, Jack was about to get up when he suddenly heard a loud shouting from women in the corridor.

"Husband! Husband! Jiang Zhentai!"

"father!"

"Brother-in-law!"

Jiang Zhentai stood up suddenly, but his sprained waist felt a sharp pain, so he sat back down with a cry.

The sound quickly came closer and closer, and then the door of the ward was opened, and three beauties of different sizes appeared there.

The large one is in her early thirties, still charming, the small one is about eleven or twelve years old, pretty and cute, not at all like a Korean product, and the medium one...

Jack's eyelids twitched slightly. He didn't know many Korean stars. After all, they were not easily recognizable and all looked like they were cast in the same mold. But the one in front of him was recognizable at a glance.

Yoona, the center of Girls' Generation, is the ceiling of the pure Korean plastic surgery template. Her face is at the peak of beauty at the moment. With the addition of strange filters in this film and television world, she is even more adorable and eye-catching.

"Hey, hey, wife, keep your voice down, there are other patients here, and Tae-joo hyung was in so much pain that he had to take a sedative to finally fall asleep."

Jiang Zhentai supported his old waist, rushed over, covered his wife's mouth and pushed the three people back to the corridor. Seeing his little daughter's cute face with tears in her eyes, he seemed to forget the pain in an instant, picked up his daughter and kissed her.

Jack gently closed the ward door behind them, still a little dazed.

This guy with small eyes must have accumulated a lot of merit in his previous life, to have married such a beautiful wife despite being so ugly. The most important thing is that his daughter did not inherit any flaws in his appearance, except for his single eyelids.

"Honey, are you okay? We received a call saying you were in a car accident, so our whole family rushed here." The plus-sized beauty nervously checked Jiang Zhentai's whole body, then she breathed a long sigh of relief and slapped him heavily on the shoulder.

"Didn't you say you were just helping me out? How did it get to this point? If anything were to happen to you, how would we, an orphan and a widow, survive? We still have 20 years to pay off the mortgage!"

"Hey, don't say such unlucky words. I am doing this so that I can return to the Guangsou Team earlier and earn more field subsidies, right?"

Jiang Zhentai looked back at Jack, wishing he could cover his wife's mouth again, "There are outsiders here, can you please give me some face?"

However, when he looked back again, he saw the starry eyes of his wife and sister-in-law. His sister-in-law was covering her small chest with a crazy look on her face, muttering to herself, "So handsome."

"How are you?" Jack smiled with his perfect smile, and his eight neat and white teeth seemed to be shining under the light of the corridor.

"Uh, Fine, thank you and you?" My sister-in-law half opened her mouth and subconsciously replied in English.

"I'm fine too." Tsk, the code matches, but I don't know who copied whose English textbook in China and Korea.