Legendary FBI Detective

Roan and Ryder sat down in the living room on the first floor of Qian Baisi's house. Qian Baisi took the six photos with a very gloomy expression.

Just about to speak, a clear female voice suddenly came from the second floor of the house:

"Dad!"

Roan looked up, and saw a six or seven-year-old girl wearing pink cat pajamas, rubbing her eyes and throwing herself into Qian Baisi's arms:

"I'm scared~"

"Sorry."

Seeing the daughter in his arms, Qian Baisi's gloomy expression disappeared instantly, replaced by a face full of doting.

Whispering a few words of comfort in her daughter's ear, Qian Baisi raised her head and said apologetically:

"This is my daughter, Donna."

Roan and Ryder smiled and waved their hands to apologize to the little girl, blaming themselves for waking her up.

According to Mona's information, Donna's mother died while giving birth to her.

Both Roan and Ryder have enough tolerance for the girl targeted by fate.

The child's temper came and went quickly, and it was already night, little Donna acted coquettishly for a while, and soon fell asleep in Bai Qianbais's arms.

"She always does."

Holding little Donna in his arms, Qian Baisi wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth, raised his head and smiled at Roan and Ryder:

"Wake up several times every night."

Regarding this topic, Roan didn't know what to say, but Ryder on the side nodded in agreement:

"I understand you.

I have a son who was like that when he was a kid. "

Ryder admired Qian Baisi very much.

It is not easy to be a single father, not to mention that Qian Baisi's child is a daughter, and he himself is a policeman.

The two chatted briefly about the child's care when they were young, and then hurriedly talked about business.

Looking at the six photos on the table, Qian Baisi looked dignified and pondered for a moment. He picked up a photo of a white male and said:

"I don't recall the name Joe Landry, nor do I recall a single case I've worked on that involved him.

But I have an impression of this man, I forgot the specific name, but his profession is a lawyer. "

"lawyer?"

Hearing that Qian Baisi didn't remember the clues related to George Landry, Ryder's expression changed.

But when he said that the man in the photo was a lawyer, Ryder's emotions rose again.

At this moment, Roan, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly felt uncomfortable all over his body, and his buttocks seemed to be on fire.

Remembering that he drank a bottle of [Danger Perception Potion] (Chapter 57) before, Luo An's complexion changed, and he hurriedly got up, took out his pistol and walked to the window.

Seeing this, Ryder hurriedly left the sofa and took out his weapon and asked:

"What's the matter, Luo..."

Before Ryder finished speaking, a flash of fire suddenly flew here from behind the gray pickup across the road.

Seeing this, Roan hurriedly turned around and shouted:

"Get down!!!"

Just a second before Roan yelled, Ryder and Qian Baisi also saw the fire outside the house.

Both of them are well-trained personnel. Hearing Luo An's words, Qian Baisi hurriedly hugged little Donna tightly in his arms, and lay down on the spot.

Ryder was wearing body armor, and in order to protect Berbers, a single father and witness, he rushed towards him.

In the next second, accompanied by a strip of orange flames, the shining flame hit the master bedroom on the second floor of the house.

A violent explosion suddenly sounded!

boom--

The flames were soaring, debris was everywhere, and cars all over the street started to ring.

Luo An, who was hiding in the corner of the first floor, was hit hard by the shock wave generated by the explosion, and his internal organs felt a burst of pain.

However, because of a bottle of stamina medicine after meals every day, Luo An's body's resistance to stress is far better than before.

"FU-K!

What a bazooka! "

Suppressing the discomfort coming from all parts of his body, Roan pushed away the wooden board on his body with an angry face, took out two shock bombs from his pocket without saying a word, and threw them towards the opposite side of the house.

Boom!

Boom!

Two explosions sounded, but unfortunately, the enemy on the opposite side of the house drove away immediately after firing the bazooka.

"I @%￥......"

Touching the wound next to his left eye that was cut by shards of glass, Roan's face was extremely ugly.

I wanted to drive directly to chase the opponent, but a strong smell of blood suddenly entered Roan's nostrils.

Turning his head hastily, Roan saw that in the middle of the living room, Ryder and others had been buried under the wooden planks.

Lifting the wooden board vigorously, Ryder lay on Qian Baisi's body, his head was hit hard by the wooden board that fell from the second floor, and now he has passed out.

As for Qian Baisi, Ryder only protected his key parts such as his heart and brain.

Two wooden planks, one long and one short, were inserted into Qian Baisi's two thighs exposed to the outside. Blood was gushing out from there like he didn't want money, and he completely lost consciousness.

The only one who wasn't hurt much was little Donna.

She was tightly protected by Qian Baisi. Although she was shocked in her sleep and had several small wounds on her arms and legs by the glass, she did not suffer any other serious injuries. She was crying loudly under Qian Baisi's body at this time.

Although the neighborhood where Qian Baisi lives is not a rich area, there are quite a few police officers patrolling nearby.

Saving people is the most important thing, Roan can't watch little Donna lose her police father after losing her mother.

Opening the system page, he took out a bottle of [Hemostatic Potion], and Roan poured it directly into Qian Baisi's mouth where little Donna could not see it.

At this time, Roan and Ryder also had some large and small wounds on several exposed body parts.

Although it was not deep, it was not a solution to keep bleeding, especially the wound next to Roan's eyes.

In addition, Roan planned to hunt down the enemy, so he immediately took out a second bottle of hemostatic potion, drank half of it himself, and fed the other half into Ryder's mouth.

Didi--

At this moment, the patrol police near this area also rushed over.

"FBI! My name is Roann Greenwood!"

Loudly expressing his identity, Roan immediately shouted to the three patrolmen who came:

"The murderer was driving a gray pickup truck, and he just left here not long ago, you should seal off this area quickly!

In addition, the opponent just used a rocket launcher! It is not ruled out that he has other high-threat weapons! "

"clear!"

Hearing Luo An's order, the three patrolmen agreed loudly, with a clear division of labor, and immediately began to report the matter, applying to block off the area, and at the same time called the patrolmen from other areas to come to support, and urged the ambulance to come here to rescue the wounded.

Seeing this, Luo An wiped the blood on the right side of his face, and handed little Donna to one of the patrolmen.

Looking back, he saw that although the wounds on Qian Baisi and Ryder had not healed, they were no longer bleeding. He immediately turned and walked towards the SUV not far away.

"Agent Roan!"

Seeing Roan start the SUV, the patrolman holding Donna hastily shouted:

"The ambulance will be here soon! Don't you want a nurse to check your body?"

"No, I'm in good health, thank you for your concern."

Roan turned his head and grinned, the wound next to his left eye looked hideous under the light of the fire:

"I'm going to catch this guy who dared to use the bazooka now!"

For law enforcement officers, long guns and short guns have never been a concept.

When the NYPD kills an enemy with a pistol, there will always be a bunch of people saying this and that in the court afterwards.

But killing an enemy who uses a spear, there are many fewer such people.

And now, the other party dared to use such a big killer as a rocket launcher...

Thinking of the thing in the refrigerator and the photos on the whiteboard again, Roan's eyes flickered coldly.

He is now more and more interested in the identity of Joe Root Landry.

boom!

With a hard step on the accelerator, the pitch-black SUV followed the route of the gray pickup and rushed into the distant night in an instant.