North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 314 Suicide again?

Jimmy drove back to the station. The task tonight was not completed normally, but the duty still had to continue. On Christmas Eve, the biggest trouble came from various bars and nightclubs in New York. The NYPD colleagues also arranged for a lot of people to be on duty today.

Night shift allows them to solve various problems across the city. Only major cases will be contacted by the FBI.

Jimmy is watching TV in the office, yes, watching TV, 24-hour news is broadcast. Sometimes I have to admit that the TV station is really well-informed. There are a large number of paparazzi and freelance reporters wandering around the city to run news. They usually

They are all top-ranked eyewitnesses. They take pictures of the crime scene and sell it to the TV station. Sometimes the police station has not even confirmed the news, but the TV station has already broadcast the scene footage.

There were no pictures or discussions at all in the ordinary commotion. While listening to the broadcast on the TV, Jimmy opened the case report on the table. There were a group of cases that had been completed before, which Chris had trained Jimmy on.

This kind of operation has been used in several groups that Jimmy has been in before, and it is considered standard.

At 12:30 in the evening, while Jimmy was reading information, "breaking news" suddenly came from the TV. He immediately turned to look at the TV. The TV station suddenly broadcast breaking news in the normal program. It must be big news, enough to make them

Interrupting the content of the program being broadcast, this kind of news usually does not necessarily have pictures, but there must be first-hand news materials.

"Breaking news, a gunfight broke out in Times Square. Judging from the sound of gunfire, at least three gunmen were shooting. Several tourists have been shot. The gunman has fled the scene. The NYPD has arrived at the scene and is hunting the gunman. Please wait for further details.

Report.”

Jimmy put down the information and continued to watch TV. However, due to insufficient information, breaking news had stopped broadcasting and normal programs resumed.

This kind of shooting case is normally handled by the NYPD on its own, but if the shooting in a public place has a relatively large impact, the FBI will definitely be involved in the investigation. I don’t know who is arranged to do it now.

Jimmy has already visited other offices. Hughes, the direct boss of several of their teams, has gone back from get off work. Ruiz, the unlucky guy, also went back to rest after the search failed. Among the several teams he is familiar with, he is the only one left. Still holding on, the remaining departments have not cooperated much.

Jimmy waited for half an hour but did not receive a contact number. It seemed that he was not responsible for today's commotion. Someone should have already arrived at the scene to deal with it.

In the morning, as soon as Jimmy returned to the apartment to rest, Chris called. "Jimmy, you know about the shooting in Times Square last night, right?"

Jimmy opened the door and said while changing clothes: "Well, I saw it when I was on duty yesterday, but no one contacted me to provide support, so I didn't follow up."

Chris: "You have work to do. Get ready to come back. We need to investigate."

Jimmy stopped what he was doing: "Chris, you know I was on duty all night last night, I need to rest."

Chris: "Come back first, things are a bit troublesome."

Jimmy: "Okay, I'll be right back."

Jimmy changed his clothes again and drove back to the station. Chris was already waiting for him downstairs. Jimmy stopped driving himself and sat in Chris' car so that he could relax for a while on the road.

"Jimmy, wake up, we're here." Chris shook Jimmy to wake him up a little. The two got out of the car, and Jimmy realized that the place in front of him was not right.

Jimmy: "Chris, aren't you going to Times Square?"

Chris: "No, the NYPD found some clues. Two of the people who shot in Times Square had been here before, and they shot Joe Mathewson here first."

Chris showed Jimmy his ID and walked through the NYPD cordon to a townhouse.

NYPD investigators were collecting evidence in the apartment. Chris took Jimmy to the body. Judging from the wounds on the body, he was shot cleanly in the head and chest, one each.

"Is there any progress now?" Chris asked an investigator wearing a badge, flashing his FBI ID.

"It is initially determined that the murderer used a special tool to destroy the lock cylinder. He came in through the gate. The deceased heard the sound and got up and came here. He was shot by the gunman and fell to the ground and died. There was no trace of the gunman. It seemed that he was an experienced hand. They did not leave any traces.

Obvious fingerprint information, four footprints were collected on the carpet at the door, and they appear to be two people. The deceased still needs an autopsy, and the warhead needs to be sent to the testing center to check for bullet marks."

When Chris was asking about the progress, Jimmy was already scanning the entire room. Although it seemed that the gunman had a clear target and left after shooting Mathewson in the living room, would Mathewson be a simple person who could be killed so directly?

Soon Jimmy found two safes, one large and one small, in the room, as well as a gun room hidden behind the wardrobe. It looked like there were many guns hanging on it, and there were several boxes and boxes underneath, which should be bullets.

Jimmy: "Chris, did this Joe Mathewson have a background check?"

Chris: "Not yet, what's wrong?"

Jimmy: "I think we should investigate his identity first. The identity of a person who can be assassinated must not be simple."

Chris nodded and was about to speak when his phone rang. After hanging up the phone, Chris said to Jimmy: "Let's go, the gunman has been tracked."

The two got in the car and immediately rushed to Hell's Kitchen, the Clinton area not far away.

Chris: "Last night, the NYPD investigated surrounding traffic cameras and determined that two gunmen entered the Clinton area. They searched and investigated nearby early in the morning and determined that the gunmen entered an apartment building."

Jimmy: "Two? I remember it was said on the news yesterday that at least three gunmen fought against each other. Where is the remaining one?"

Chris: "Dead. He was shot 5 times on a street next to Times Square. The fatal wound was in the chest, which penetrated the heart."

Jimmy: "Have you investigated his identity?"

Chris: "There is no identifying information, fingerprints have been erased, and there are no documents on the body. This is not a simple shooting case. You must be mentally prepared. This case may be very troublesome."

Jimmy nodded, and the car stopped below an apartment building. Two police cars were parked here, and four NYPD police officers were waiting for them downstairs.

Chris: "Are you sure the shooter entered this apartment?"

A policeman nodded: "OK, the two gunmen were wearing dark down jackets, dark pants and shoes, gloves and hats. The surveillance video did not capture their faces, but an old man in the apartment opposite said that he had

I saw someone dressed like this entering this apartment."

Chris: "Have you guys gone in to investigate?"

The policeman shook his head: "We are waiting for support."

Chris: "Come in when support arrives. Give me the surveillance pictures." He took the two sheets of paper from the policeman's hand. On them were human figures photographed by traffic surveillance. Unfortunately, only the clothes could be seen, and the person could not be seen at all.

of.

Chris turned to look at Jimmy: "Let's go in first."

Jimmy nodded. He had opened his mind and started to observe the apartment. It was a 5-story apartment building with many rooms. Today was Christmas and many people were at home. There were people in almost every apartment.

The stairs of this apartment building were in the middle. Chris stood on the stairs and looked up. Instead of going directly up, he started knocking on the door from the first floor to investigate.

Chris and Jimmy stood on the left and right outside the apartment door, "dong dong".

"Is anyone here?"

"Who's out there?"

"FBI, please open the door."

The door was opened a crack, the anti-theft chain was still hanging, a woman looked outside, and Chris held up his ID.

Chris: "FBI Special Agent Chris, is there anyone else in your home?"

Woman: "I'm at home with the kids, what can I do?"

"We are investigating a shooting case. Have you seen these two people?" Chris took out the paper on which the surveillance footage was printed and showed it to her. The lady shook her head.

"Thank you. Please close the door and don't go in or out for the time being." The lady nodded sharply a few times and closed the door. You could still hear the sound of locking inside.

Jimmy didn't warn Chris of the danger because he had seen it in advance. There was a child who looked to be only a few years old in the room. There were no other adults. Naturally, the shooter couldn't be in this apartment. Chris continued to knock on the second apartment.

Apartment door.

Jimmy turned to look at several other rooms. Chris had just said that he was the FBI. He had also lived in this kind of apartment. The soundproofing was not good. In theory, people in the nearby rooms could hear their conversation.

Sound.

There seemed to be nothing unusual, and soon all the inquiries in several rooms on the first floor were completed. At this time, the police outside also began to enter, and reinforcements had arrived. Several police officers began to investigate on the second floor under Chris's instructions, while Chris

Take Jimmy to the 3rd floor.

The NYPD knocking on the door and shouting downstairs had already alerted people on the third floor. Several people opened the door and looked outside. Chris waved his ID and said, "FBI, we are investigating a case. Please come back first."

Separate rooms.”

Well, this voice immediately caused everyone in the corridor to return to their rooms, and then Jimmy noticed that people in at least three rooms were a little flustered. Good guy, it looks like there are more than just those two gunmen in this building.

Jimmy pulled out the Glock directly, and Chris knocked on the door as usual. Just when he was asking in the first room, the door of a room at the other end suddenly opened, and a man ran two steps to the stairs and climbed directly over the stairs.

He jumped down and his skills were good.

"Don't move, FBI." Jimmy turned his gun and aimed at him. When he saw him coming down the stairs, he immediately ran over.

Unlucky for him, Jimmy and the others were on the third floor, and there were several policemen on the second floor and downstairs. The guy who jumped down the stairs was caught by the police as soon as he reached the second floor.

Jimmy stopped looking at him and turned to look at other rooms. Someone was pouring something into the sewer near the toilet. In other rooms, there were two people standing in the living room one behind the other, holding pistols in their hands.

As for the other rooms, they don't seem to have any problems.

Jimmy kept staring at the room with the two gunmen. He quickly followed Chris to the outside of the room. After knocking on the door, a gap was still opened, and a man greeted Chris with a smile.

Jimmy called Chris in a low voice, and at the same time pointed down from an angle that could not be seen in the door. Chris took a look at the black shoes and pants, and he immediately leaned against the wall next to the door.

The person at the door reacted quickly. As Chris moved, he had already raised his right hand hidden behind his back, holding a pistol in his hand and pointing it at Chris.

Jimmy was prepared in advance, so he fired when the gunman raised his gun, hitting him directly through the wooden door, causing him to let go of the door, fall backwards against the wall, and stagger back.

The other gunman inside the door saw this and started shooting at the door, but he had no vision at all, and the bullets that penetrated the door posed no threat to Jimmy and Chris.

"Shots were fired on the third floor." The police downstairs heard the gunshots and began to move upstairs, while someone pressed the intercom to contact support.

Jimmy turned his head and glanced. Chris was not shot. He turned towards the stairs and shouted: "I need a shield."

The door of this apartment is equipped with an anti-theft chain. It is no problem to kick it open normally, but there is a gunman inside. If you kick the door directly, you will definitely be shot. The danger is still too great. It would be much better to have a shield.

Jimmy looked at the gunman inside. The gunman who was shot had fallen to the ground and was still moving. He was okay for the time being. Jimmy only focused on his chest and did not aim at the head, so he would not die immediately.

Another gunman squatted next to him, aiming his gun at the door with his right hand and checking his condition with his left hand.

The police below quickly took a bulletproof shield from the car and brought it up. Jimmy followed the police and kicked the door. The anti-theft chain was not opened, and the gunman inside shot first. There was a bulletproof shield blocking the problem.

Not big. After kicking a few more times, the door opened. Jimmy and the policeman in front squatted down to reduce their exposure, while the gunman also hid in the next room.

He stretched out his feet and kicked away the pistol next to the gunman on the ground to ensure safety. Chris and the others who came in from behind approached and suppressed the gunman who was shot. Jimmy patted the shield-carrying police officer on the shoulder, and the two continued to move forward, directly pressing him in the bedroom.

door.

"Put down your weapons, put your weapons down immediately." Jimmy shouted a few words, and the gunman fired several shots at the shield, wall and floor. Finally, he gave up resistance and shot himself in the head.

"FxxK, what the hell is going on here? Call an ambulance."

After Jimmy saw the gunman commit suicide in the bedroom, his mood was a bit broken. This was the third time he had seen the gunman commit suicide in desperate situations. Are these people mentally ill? Being caught is nothing more than being investigated. At most

That means staying in jail for a few more years, so why bother?

Jimmy put away the gun and kept mumbling the F-word. Chris looked at Jimmy from behind and was a little speechless. He patted Jimmy and called investigators to come to the scene to check.

As for the other police officers, except for two people who were left to watch the scene, the rest continued to investigate other rooms.

(The coded chapter will be updated first, and there will be another chapter at noon. The subsequent update time will remain unchanged, still at noon.)

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