Love Killer

Without giving Bob any time to react, the scattered crowd started a carpet search in this small hotel, even the yellowed white wallpaper was carefully checked, and Bob noticed that they were looking for a blood reaction.

"You scared all my guests away! I want to sue you! You want to compensate me for the loss!" The peanut shells in his hand were scattered all over the ground, and he yelled angrily, but he didn't respond to his yelling. People pay attention.

This is an old building that has been converted into a small hotel. Bob is the person in charge of the front desk as well as the manager. Except for the cleaning staff who come to clean regularly, he is the only employee right now. He is neither tall nor short and does not pose any sense of threat. Seeing that the place was surrounded, and the front and back doors were guarded, he blushed and kept cursing.

In the midst of Bob's scolding, Feston Kate reached the third floor and gestured to his left and right subordinates. The crowd dispersed and stood on both sides respectively. With a loud noise, the door was kicked open.

When the man with the gun appeared at the door, Feng Zhannuo, who was lying on the bed, sat up slowly. He had just finished taking a shower, and the bullet wound on his arm was methodically bandaged up. Knot, wearing loose cotton striped pajama pants, bare upper body.

He is like a model, with well-defined texture and contours, which can be said to be very sexy in half-dark light, but a series of criss-crossing scars destroy it, but at the same time add a lot of manliness to his thin and slender physique spirit.

"Hi," he waved at the man at the door, with a sleepy look, "It seems that you are really reluctant to chase after me so closely." With a half-smile, he muttered in his mouth, and even yawned.

There were at least six guns pointed at him. It was the first time that the team members behind Feston encountered such a suspect. Someone behind him couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Boss, are you sure?"

It didn't look like they were here to catch criminals, but rather like catching rape, but there was only one person on the bed, secretly wondering why this person would make their wise and powerful Al-Qaeda leader so mobilize the crowd, several agents couldn't help but commit crimes. Mutter.

More than ten minutes ago, they received the news that Adam William was dead. When the personnel sent by the identification department rushed to the top floor of the rooftop within 5 minutes, they saw that they were well-known in the FBI, known as Caesar The so-called al-Qaeda leader stood there contemplating.

The corpse and the scene were well protected, but the suspects were gone, and they had the ability to slip away from their team leader. Can't believe this.

After getting the search warrant in a few minutes and driving here again, they all wondered how their team leader knew the suspect was hiding here.

"Turn around and put your hands on the wall." Walking into the room, Felston Al-Qaeda's words were like a piece of iron, with no room for flexibility.

"Can you let me put on my clothes?" Feng Zhannuo stretched. He had heard Bob's yelling, but he didn't leave. He had something he wanted to know.

He found a shirt from the pile of clothes, saw the ketchup on it, threw it back, and just stood shirtless on the edge of the bed, because it was obvious that he was unarmed, and the other team members were outside the door Be alert, this room is really not big, too many people will be disadvantageous.

"How did you find me?" He folded his arms, with infinite interest, and there was a sharp light in the depths of his eyes, like ice picks.

But he still looks very gentle, his brown hair is messy and fluffy, it looks so soft that people want to reach out and touch it, Feston Kaida pressed his head against the wall, and took out the handcuffs, " Didn't you notice when you stole my key, I threw the transmitter in your pocket."

He said this behind his back, his expression could not be seen, but Feng Zhannuo could see his sneer in his mind, Feston Kaida is really not to be underestimated, whether it is a match or a bad move, it depends on the present ——

"Send someone to investigate the administrator." Felston's words suspended Feng Zhannuo's plan, Bob...

Derek, who was in charge of investigating the background of the personnel, heard something from the words, "Boss thinks that administrator is suspicious?"

"The shouting from downstairs can be heard clearly here, why don't you go?" Knocking on the wall panel, Feston obviously saw that Bob intended to tip off the news, the handcuffs were about to be placed on his wrists, Feng Zhannuo's elbows Shrunk back and hit.

Feston shot and hit the window frame, as if he had calculated the angle long ago. His cunning prey was close to the rushing team members, and he had to consider the possibility of hitting his subordinates. In this instant, Feng Zhannuo Roll to the head of the bed and draw the gun under the pillow.

No one can describe what happened at that time, only a gunshot was heard, first the lights went out, and then there were a few muffled groans, and the people who fell on the ground did not come up at one breath, some fainted, and some had severe chest pains , can only lie on the ground and cannot move.

They were all wearing bulletproof vests, and the bullets hit the heart accurately. They couldn't die, but the force of the bullet was like a huge rock suddenly pressed down. There are two figures facing each other in the darkness.

"Who are you?" The voice belonged to their team leader. Derek took a difficult breath, not understanding what type of gun was so powerful.

"I don't even know who I am, so just chase me, and you're not afraid that I'll cause trouble for your family after I escape this time?" Different from the previous lazy and soft tone, Derek began to wonder if this was the same as the one he had seen before. man.

This is a colder voice, although there is a smile, but there is no doubt that there is a murderous threat in the almost gentle tone.

"As long as you dare, I'll wait for you, and you can try." Felston's firm tone made Derek's palms sweat in an understatement. These subordinates don't want to be buried with him.

"Interesting, really interesting." Feng Zhannuo held the pistol briskly, as if holding a toy that belonged to him. Feston didn't look at it, but fixed on him, and the muzzles of the two faced each other. In the darkness, the shattered light bulbs shook alone, and the iron chains creaked.

No matter who shoots first, it will be difficult to get back unscathed unless he is sure of a fatal blow.

At this moment, the people on the ground did not dare to move, even if they had the strength, they did not dare to get up. Any movement might affect their team leader. From just now, it can be seen that this unidentified man has excellent marksmanship.

Feston Kaida was wearing a bulletproof vest, but Feng Zhannuo was naked. It seemed that he had suffered a bit, but for him, the heart was not the only fatal thing.

It was quiet inside and outside the room, a sudden knock on the door shattered the silence, the suppressed tense atmosphere was like a bomb being pressed by someone, bang—a gunshot.

"Boss!" Derek and his companions got up quickly, and something bounced against the wall with two pops. The woman who knocked on the door was grabbed by the arm of the man who rushed out suddenly, "Let's go."

Feng Zhannuo dragged her to the stairs, and Fieston's men chased her out amidst the turmoil, but was stopped by one sentence, "Don't chase!"

"Boss?!" Didn't chase after him?

"Aren't you his opponents? Chasing him out to seek death?" Feston had never directly hit the confidence of his team members so directly. His expression was serious, even a little gloomy. He held his numb wrist, "This This time, we caught a big fish—"

With thunderous eyes, he stared at the door. At the end of the corridor, the figure had long since disappeared. It was the first time for the other members to hear their team leader say such words. They wondered how big this "big fish" was and how it would What is the origin.

At this moment, no one thought that an arms deal, a murdered arms dealer, and the man brought out would make their group almost disbanded. Neither did Feston Al-Qaida think that one day in the future, he would be with A gang of criminals.

The Federal Bureau of Investigation, referred to as FBI, is also an acronym for Fidelity, Bravery and Integrity. Its function is to investigate criminal acts that violate federal laws, and it has priority in handling many cases.

In 1995, under the peaceful appearance seen by all the public, violent crimes and various vicious incidents still occurred from time to time. Relevant departments of the FBI handled many cases, many of which were special cases, and were classified as handling levels. Labeled S-Class.

As a result, the special crime investigation team came into being. The ST team is composed of elites selected from the FBI's training facility in Quanticone, Virginia. But what the ST team needs is not novices, so every member Unknowingly assigned to various departments, they were responsible for violent cases, drug crimes, and even acted as or arrested spies. After accumulating several years of experience, they formed a more mysterious department than other departments. ST group.

The team leader is Feston Al Qaeda.

In such a group, he was called by the name of the suspect he met for the first time. From this point, Feston was sure that the opponent was not an ordinary person.

Transferred from New York to Chicago, Feston followed the case, and it didn't matter where he lived. At [-]:[-] in the evening, there were still many people busy in the branch building, and a report was issued by Derry. Derek was sent up, and behind Derek was Jonathan, who was experienced in dealing with violent crimes.

"Boss is a well-known sharpshooter, that guy actually retreated, but seeing these data..." Jonathan shook his head and smiled wryly.

"I don't know what to say. I think the eyeballs of the guys in the laboratory department are about to fall out." Pointing to the analysis data above, Derek was silently speechless, rubbing his chest, "If the boss didn't call We, we are all going to meet God!"

That man did have such skills. Looking at the data on the paper, other members surrounded him.

In that broken hotel this afternoon, they didn't catch anyone, but they found two bullet holes in the wall and two bullet casings on the ground. After calculation, the strength and speed were symmetrical and opposite, and their team leader was not injured. , there is no blood on the ground...

There is only one answer. Two people shoot at the same time. The bullets bounce back at the right angle with opposite forces. No one is shot. The reflected bullets hit the wall and leave bullet holes. It is easy to say, but if there is no Considerable experience, and what can be called terrifying strength, this kind of thing probably doesn't even have to be thought about by others.

And the man actually did it.

"This marksmanship... is simply not human!" After reading the ballistic analysis, many people couldn't believe it when they thought of how dangerous it was in the afternoon.