Love Killer

Suddenly awakened, the two separated at the same time. Fortunately, the smoke left by the bomb in mid-air blocked the view, and Feston's back blocked most of the view. Derek should not have seen anything. He walked in front of them. The expression is normal at the time.

Feng Zhannuo had already stood up from the ground, but Feston couldn't tell anything unusual from his expression.

"Are you all right, Feston?" Others dusted off their bodies and asked concerned.

"What happened just now?" In addition to concern and suspicion, "This guy's explosives are not small. It looks like a mobile phone bomb. The heartbeat is the signal, but he is dead. Why..."

How can it be okay?

Answer Ying pointed in one direction, but it was not that easy to do, exchanging glances, everyone felt very surprised, and at the same time felt grateful for the ending, so they turned into strange faces.

As if he didn't feel the weird eyes cast on him by everyone, Feston picked up the walkie-talkie, "Jonathan?"

"The surrounding area has been checked and is safe." After reporting the situation, Jonathan noticed a strange atmosphere at the other end, "I heard an explosion, are you all right?"

"The situation is not bad." Looking at the subordinates with different expressions around him, Feston made a gesture to ask them to isolate the scene. He acted as if nothing happened just now, but they were clearly facing the most dangerous situation just now.

"This lunatic almost shot! Even if the bomb didn't detonate, he still has a gun in his hand, boss—it was too dangerous just now!"

"His gun has no bullets." Feston replied, everyone was surprised, and the ghost behind him added lightly, "A magazine has seven bullets, and he only has two magazines at most."

Feston nodded and pointed to the west, "There was a gun battle for more than 15 minutes just now, and there were at least dozens of gunshots. You are newly equipped with Cade, 9mm caliber, and it is no problem to shoot even a single shot. The sound is easy to distinguish, Lei is used to explosives, and his bullets have been used up when he exchanged fire with you."

"It turned out to be judged from the gunshots..." They had nothing to say.

"I'm glad you're all here, I should say thank you, but obviously, I'm still suspended, and you're ordered not to investigate the case," Feston looked at their faces one by one, finished speaking sternly, and gestured With all this happening around, "so it's best not to stand here now, let other people do the rest, go back and think about how to write the report."

The position where he stood blocked the ghosts, they couldn't see the situation behind Feston, Feng Zhannuo turned around, the crisis was resolved, and now everything here has nothing to do with him.

With his hands in his pockets, he walked away. What other people couldn't understand was that Feston also left after speaking. The two people who left one after the other had no conversation or eye contact between them. But leaving together, does this mean that there is a deal that they don't know about?

The scene was very chaotic. Jonathan brought people from nearby, and reporters were watching from the outside. The news teams of various TV stations surrounded the place tightly. There were gun battles and explosions, which were enough for the media to publicize and speculate.

Jonathan heard what happened just now, and then he didn't speak again. Hans looked at the traces of explosives on the ground, "Let's all admit it, if the time of that shot was only half a second off, the current situation would be different. Same, if the phantom hadn't shot..."

"If we don't solve this killer, Feston will be in danger." Even if he is unwilling, he can only admit that the ghost's marksmanship has played a big role this time.

Roper, who has a better understanding of forensic science, looked at the fragments of corpses scattered on the ground, and made a possible hypothesis, "I think the shot hit the chest, but it should have deviated from the vital parts of the heart artery, so it wouldn't kill you immediately, but it will not kill you immediately. It will take effect after two seconds, and this time difference is difficult to calculate."

"As soon as he's dead, the bomb goes off, so if it wasn't for Feston, the ghost might have been blown up." He saved Feston, and Feston saved him, which is relative.

"Boss shot to distract attention, Ghost's bullets are responsible for controlling the time of death, estimating the range of bomb power, they shot at almost the same time, but to achieve this effect, if it didn't happen right in front of us, I would think it was a pass A rehearsal exercise." Derek's words were recognized by everyone.

"Did any of you see when they made an appointment to shoot? Didn't that lunatic find out?" Hans followed Jonathan without seeing what happened.

Half the members fell silent suddenly, and finally Derek replied, "None of us found out."

They didn't notice anything unusual, and for a while they thought that the two were going to shoot at each other, but in fact?At what point did they deliver the message that they made an appointment to do so?Everyone looked at each other, but there was no answer.

There were police officers and onlookers inside and outside the isolation zone. When Feston passed by his house, he stopped, "I can't live here in a short time, at least not before the renovation."

"Oh? So?" Feng Zhannuo didn't turn his head, and Feston walked behind him, with a sense of presence that cannot be ignored, "So, you know where is safer, and you lead the way."

He threw him the car keys, "Go to a place you think is safest."

Now he is his guarantor, this is his responsibility, Feng Zhannuo took the key and turned his eyes, "Do you want to go to my house?" He stated his purpose.

"Can't go?" Fieston stood by the car door, he seemed to still smell of gunpowder smoke, like an officer returning from the battlefield, caught doubts, Feng Zhannuo's gaze and him were deadlocked in mid-air for a while.Mao Platinum Delicacy Castration Gou Li Nai Merchant⒑土成恶见改迹恶业暮欢#It’s time to change the shirt and take a shower, both of them, and finally he opened the door and got into the car, smiling, “Come up Bar."

Feng Zhannuo stepped on the gas pedal in Feston's car.In such a chaotic and noisy environment, no one noticed their departure.

People in his line of business have settled in various cities. The rent of Feng Zhannuo’s house in Chicago is not very expensive. On Dilbur Street.

He has lived here for a while, and in the eyes of the neighbors nearby, he is a reclusive single man who occasionally leaves for a while on business trips, has no bad habits, and has normal friendships, in short, except that he is a handsome single man , nothing more striking.

"Hi! Charlie—you're back?" the neighbor with the dog greeted him.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Cranley." Feng Zhannuo turned his head, "That's my overzealous landlady." He whispered to Felston, and waved to the middle-aged woman not far away , laughing loudly, "The weather is nice today, Ruby will like it."

"Who's to say no, the little guy is so happy." Mrs. Cranley picked up the puppy on the ground and scratched its chin.

When she was far away, turning around, Feng Zhannuo restrained his smile, and inserted the key in the door after confirming the safety of the room, "Today is really a bad day, isn't it?"

"Who says it's not, Charlie?" Feston observed the surroundings. He should be familiar with Feng Zhannuo's endless new names and identities, but he brought it up again. Regarding each of Feng Zhannuo's identities, he Everyone is interested in knowing.

"Charlie, isn't that a good name? There are many people named Charlie." Throwing the key on the table, Feng Zhannuo turned around and the door had already been closed by Feston. He stood at the door, as if What is being examined reveals a bit of solemnity.

"Have you finished observing, this crime scene? You can watch slowly, I'll take a shower first." I haven't felt this kind of burnout for a long time, too many things happened today, he turned on the light.

Unmoved by his teasing, Feston walked in, "You take me to your house, I believe we should all understand what this means."

"What? Who knows what you're talking about." Feng Zhannuo just smiled, put his shoulders on his shoulders, took off his vest as if nothing had happened, and walked into the bathroom with his upper body bare.

The home of a killer has a completely different meaning from the home of an ordinary person, but now FBI's Feston is standing here, standing in his living room, with clean cool green curtains, dark brown solid wood tables and chairs, and Widely striped beige wallpaper, Felston stood on the living room floor, next to the only thick pile rug.

The rug should have been put away a long time ago, it was completely unnecessary in the summer, but he kept forgetting to put it away, it was there until the end of summer, it might be the single most living thing in the whole room .

Now add Feston.

When Feng Zhannuo was in the shower, he felt incredible for his association. He didn't know what Feston was doing now, but he felt that the heavy and thick blanket matched him very well.

Putting a policeman in the killer's house... let the water hit his face, and he finally didn't laugh out loud because it was funny.

What should a cop do at a killer's home?Feston didn't count the number of guns that might be hidden around him. He paced around and took a good look at the house. It was very simple here, and there was nothing but necessities.

The TV, telephone, computer, and the utensils in the kitchen are also very simple, enough for an ordinary dinner. Standing here, looking at the past from this angle, most of the sights are fitness equipment, which are not neatly arranged, but very tea Rationality, and traces of frequent use.

Mineral water, beer, those at room temperature are outside, there may be some in the refrigerator, there should be milk and beef, he guessed, he didn't open the refrigerator without Tan, he didn't want to destroy this trust.

Without explaining anything, he was left alone in the room... His eyes turned to the bathroom, where the sound of water continued, Fieston went straight to open the door, Feng Zhannuo stood under the shower, and heard The sound of footsteps, "Is it okay?" A pair of hands hugged his shoulders.

He turned around, "What?"

"Let me enter your life." Feston kissed his neck, "It's too late for you to regret it."