North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 118 The Evil of Man

Jimmy did not go to the front door. There were two policemen and a K9 there, which was enough to deal with. He still guarded the side door to prevent the people inside from jumping over the wall and escaping through the back door.

After a while, the superintendent of the LRPD brought two people over. The situation had been stated on the intercom before. If they called their superiors, they would take the blame. After reporting it to the police, they were ready to open the door and go in.

After the superintendent arrived, LRPD officers were already in place on both sides of the door. There were now 5 people and 1 dog at the front door. It shouldn't be a big problem to deal with one person inside the house. Jimmy observed carefully and saw that the person standing did not have anything in his hand.

Weapons, and no obvious raised gun shape was found on the body.

When the police officer reached out to open the door through the broken glass, the person inside suddenly threw himself on the sofa, then took out a gun from the sofa and fired three shots at the door.

The LRPD officer who opened the door accidentally shot him in the arm. People on both sides of the door hid behind the door. The officer near the door also blindly fired several shots at the door after the injured officer backed away. No.

To hit the people inside, just to suppress it and give the officers time to retreat and reorganize.

"Officer shot, police officer shot, 350 West 35th Street, patrol officers called for backup."

The surrounding area is still under police blockade, so it is impossible to directly ask everyone to come to support. It has not yet been determined whether the fugitive is in the house.

The police officers who were in search mode rushed to support after hearing the news. Jimmy kept observing the situation inside. The people in the bedroom did not move and were always sitting on the bed leaning against the bed. This was very wrong. Someone shot.

He should at least hide or lie down on the bed, or roll under the bed and hide.

The current state of the mind's eye is still a picture composed of black and gray lines. There is no way to clearly know the state of the people inside, and Jimmy cannot directly inform the police officer in front of the state of the room.

The suspect inside was still on the sofa, aiming at the front door. He was lying on the sofa. If the curtains on the window were not opened, people outside would not be able to pinpoint his position. This was the advantage. As long as he guarded the door, the people outside would not be able to pinpoint his position.

The police can't come in.

The injured LRPD officer at the front door had been taken to the side to stop the bleeding in his arm. A small hole was made and the bullet directly penetrated his arm. Judging from the wound, it was a small-caliber .22 bullet. It was not a big problem as long as he was sent to the hospital in time.

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Among the police officers who came later, some were carrying bulletproof shields in the car. After the superintendent made arrangements, he directly asked people to carry the shields in front. Others were on both sides of the door. Two police officers were behind the shields, preparing to storm the main entrance.

The police officer who just reached out to open the door did not open the door. The police officer behind the shield did not intend to open the door normally. He directly fired a shotgun at the door lock, partially blowing the lock open.

With bulletproof shields in front, the safety of the police officers is guaranteed, and everyone can enter the house with confidence.

When the people inside the house saw the police knocking off the door lock, they did not continue to ambush on the sofa. Instead, they got up and ran towards the bedroom. The house here was one-story, and there was no terrain like stairs to the second floor for him.

Stick to it.

After the door opened, the police officers had already seen the running suspect. At this time, there was no rule of conduct that the police would not fire unless the suspect fired at the police. Several police officers opened fire directly, and the running suspect fell to the ground with his hands in his hand.

The pistol inside fell to the side. The suspect's body twitched a few times and then stopped moving. Immediately afterwards, blood began to flow on the floor.

The policeman holding the shield continued to move forward, first walked to the position of the pistol, kicked the pistol farther away, and then walked to the person who fell to the ground. First, he turned the suspect over with his feet to confirm that he was a fugitive. Others came up to help the suspect.

Check to see if he is dead.

Jimmy had already left the back door when the LRPD entered the house. It would be a shame if a team of police officers with shields could not take down one person. What he was more concerned about now was what happened to the person in the bedroom, even if the police were in the house

When a gun is fired, no one inside moves.

Jimmy went in through the front door. LRPD officers had already entered the bedroom to search. Jimmy followed him. Sure enough, an old man had his hands and feet tied with clothes, leaning against the bed, with his head tilted and not breathing.

Already.

The old man's fatal injury was a gunshot wound to the head. There was a blood stain on the wall. It was obvious that the fugitives came in and took him hostage. After tying his hands and feet, they found a gun in the room and then killed him.

This is so inhumane. Since he has been tied up, why kill him? If the fugitive just came in to steal a set of clothes to escape, there is no need to kill anyone.

During this year, although some of the criminals Jimmy met were murderers, such as the criminal who broke into a house and killed an old lady, Jimmy shot him directly. But those were the ones who got angry and killed after being discovered and called the police, like today.

Zhong obviously had control of the house owner, but he directly killed him without being exposed. This was really the first time I saw him.

Sometimes I have to admit that as a normal person, I have no way of understanding how the brain circuits of these vicious criminals grow.

Jimmy walked out of the house, moved the captured prisoners from the LRPD to the cage of his police car, and notified the dispatch center of the search results through the radio. One prisoner was arrested, and the other prisoner had been shot dead by the LRPD police. Then he drove away and went to

Detention center.

The suspect in the hospital was also treated and brought back to the detention center by police reinforcements from the hospital. After this incident, the prisoner transfer order was temporarily canceled. After the incident needs to be dealt with, escort arrangements can be made, and Jimmy will return.

The county police headquarters is on standby.

Jimmy was too lazy to move after returning to the police station. There was a problem with today's escort, and he had to bear part of the responsibility. Although he was successfully captured in the end, he still felt a sense of frustration. His super power was just a scanning radar. In order not to be exposed,

We can only hand over the task of the final storm to the LRPD instead of having him solve it himself.

It seems that even if he has superpowers, what he can do cannot go beyond the rules. If his superpowers were stronger, he should be able to handle these troubles before other police officers can support him.

But he still has no idea how to enhance his superpower. The only thing he can be sure of is to use the mental eye more often, which can significantly increase the coverage of the mental eye. After more than half a year of hard work, it has grown from about 10 meters to about 15 meters. As for the display

The effect is not much different, it is still black and gray lines forming the outline of a human body or object.

When there is no other way, I can only try to use my mind's eye more. Maybe using it for a long time can further stimulate other functions of my mind's eye.

Jimmy didn't care anymore and kept his mind-eye continuous at the police station. He wanted to try how long the mind-eye could last.

Because the police went to support the pursuit of fugitives, there was no police on duty in a considerable part of southern Little Rock for a period of time. After the police returned to their posts, some unexpected conflicts broke out.

Jimmy learned about it through other people in the police station. Since the dispatch center never called his call sign, Jimmy had been in a daze at the police station, waiting to get off work. It seemed that the conflicts at the LRPD were minor matters and did not require him to be designated for support.

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After Jimmy got off work, he was still open-minded. There were a lot of things today and he was a little tired, so he went directly to the bar next to the police station. He planned to go home and sleep after having two drinks.

Because this bar is built not far from the county police headquarters, it is also a place where the police often come. The locals also know this situation. Generally speaking, few gang members will come here to cause trouble. Jimmy likes this bar, mainly because

There are few things to do and there won't be any surprises.

But today he was really a little surprised, because he kept his mind open and took a look at the bar and the wall behind the bar while he was sitting at the bar drinking.

There is nothing wrong with the bar itself, but there seems to be a large square space in the wall behind the bar. Judging from the results of the mind scan, it is a place similar to a small warehouse. There are many weapons hanging on the walls in the space, and there are many weapons on the ground.

There were several boxes. The boxes must have been stuffed with things. When Jimmy looked over, he saw nothing but darkness.

This bar is not simple. The number of guns that can be observed is enough to arm more than a dozen people.

Jimmy looked around again. There were a lot of very small spaces in the walls around the bar. It seemed like there were just a few pistols in them. They should be storage spaces for spare weapons. If there was an accident in the bar, security personnel could be there all around the bar.

He grabbed the weapon and counterattacked.

After scanning around, Jimmy made no move. The best way to find out such a secret is to shut up. The person who can get so many weapons and put them in the bar is definitely not someone he can mess with now. If there is a big BOSS,

, then you are completely Muggle.

Jimmy drank the wine in the glass, put the glass on the coaster, and then knocked on the bar. The bartender came over and poured him another glass, and added a few small ice cubes. The Glenlivet 18-year whiskey, which Jimmy came over before.

I saved a bottle of Scotch whiskey that the bartender highly recommended. As the only local Chinese policeman, the bartender knew Jimmy's taste very well. The Glenlivet 18 is soft and has a slight fruity aroma, which really suits Jimmy's taste.

"Gin." A black man came to the bar, found a chair and sat down.

"Oh, long time no see, Cassian." The bartender took a bottle of Gordon's gin from the wine rack on the wall, poured it into the glass, put two slices of lemon in it, and handed it to the black man Cassian.

"Thank you." Cassian picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then placed it on the bar, holding the wine glass in both hands and spinning unconsciously.

"Work? Need help?" The bartender took a cloth and wiped the wine glass while continuing to chat with Cassian.

"No need, thank you, it's done. I will return to New York in two days." After Cassian finished speaking, he took another sip of wine, and then looked sideways at the crowd around him.

Jimmy didn't mean to eavesdrop on their conversation. The main reason was that Cassian was sitting a bit close to him, so his conversation with the bartender was naturally overheard by Jimmy.

Jimmy turned his head and glanced at Cassian, and then found a familiar black shadow on his waist. If he guessed correctly, it should be a hard holster with a pistol inside. Jimmy was off duty now, and he was not interested.

Went to check CCW, and he was wearing an armpit holster himself.

Jimmy's eyes returned to the faces of black people. To be honest, he really couldn't tell the difference between black people. They had bald heads, a mustache around their mouths, and droopy eyes. They looked a bit bitter and resentful.

It is more embarrassing to be unable to tell the age, because these old black men are not like Chinese or white people. Whether it is wrinkles or hair, they are important points to tell the age. He, a bald black man, has no way to judge at all.

Maybe Jimmy's gaze was a little too much, Cassian noticed it, he turned to look at Jimmy, Jimmy raised the corners of his mouth, picked up the wine glass and toasted Cassian, then took a sip, pulled his eyes back, and continued to observe the surroundings.

Cassian looked at Jimmy, picked up the glass and took a sip, then nodded to the bartender and left the bar.

Jimmy is paying close attention to Cassian. In the bar, being black, carrying a gun, and having strong liquor, these are the important factors that cause trouble. If there is an accident in the bar now, it will most likely be related to him, but it seems that he is very familiar with the bartender.

, nothing should happen.

"Old friend?" Jimmy tilted his head towards Cassian and asked the bartender.

"Ah, old friend, it's just that I haven't seen him for a long time." The bartender said to Jimmy with a smile, as if there was an endless glass of wine in his hand.

Jimmy finished the wine in the glass, took out his wallet from his pocket, took out one, put it on the table, and pressed it with the wine glass. "Goodbye."

Jimmy walked out of the bar. With his current constitution, two glasses of whiskey were not enough to affect his nerves. He walked back to the police station parking lot and drove home.

After Jimmy left, Cassian appeared at the bar again. He glanced sideways at Jimmy's position and asked the bartender.

"Safety?"

"Well, he is a very interesting little guy and a ruthless character."

"Oh, the reviews are very high."

"Well, let's observe it for a while longer."

"Help me update the information."

"OK."

The two continued to chat casually for a few words. After Cassian finished drinking the wine in the glass, he stood up and left, leaving a gold coin next to the wine glass.

The next day, Jimmy went back to the police station to change equipment. Today, the detention center had readjusted the prisoners being transferred. Jimmy was still there to provide support, but this time the detention center arranged an extra police car driven by a prison guard.

Jimmy was particularly careful today. On the road, he directly adjusted the walkie-talkie to the same channel as the police car and escort vehicle in front. The prison guard's police car in front turned on its lights. Every time he reached an intersection, he stopped briefly to block traffic and let the escort vehicle pass, while Jimmy

Keep your police lights on and follow the escort vehicle closely to avoid further accidents.

This kind of treatment, if the police car in front is replaced by a motorcycle policeman, it is basically equivalent to a VIP police car clearing the way. It is probably the first time for the prisoners in the escort car to enjoy this kind of treatment. Jimmy can see it through the glass window on the rear door of the escort car.

I saw people in the carriage discussing something animatedly.

This time he arrived at the prison smoothly. Jimmy got out of the police car and looked at the people in front of him who were handing over. He turned around and looked around to see if there was any possible danger. The prisoner had already reached the last step. Don't let anything happen.

However, Jimmy is no longer so confident in his luck.

(End of chapter)