North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 324 Jimmy the Soy Sauce

(This chapter has been revised, sorry.)

Jimmy followed the SWAT with a pistol and continued to move forward. When he arrived at the corner where the attacker was just now, he only saw some scattered bullet casings and magazines, and there was a little blood in the corner. It should be that Victoria had been shot just now.

Victoria was the only one shooting just now, and Marvin had been loading the magazine for him. For ordinary people without clairvoyance, they would not be so sure that there was a second person. Now that there is this little blood stain, at least SWAT and the others can deal with it afterwards.

Claiming to have injured the gunman and starting to track down the person who was shot, this is an obvious clue.

Having said that, I have to say that although they are all old men and women, they still seem to be very capable in fighting. Victoria suppressed the SWAT in the two channels of the kitchen by herself. It would not be easy for others to do it.

SWAT continued to search forward, and Jimmy slowly followed behind. They separated into two teams at the end of the passage. Jimmy followed Marvin's escape route and continued walking out. Marvin's speed was not slow, although SWAT would stop at the corner when moving forward.

Confirmed, but overall they are young people and their speed is okay. It’s just that there was no pause when Marvin left on his own, so he never caught up.

The SWAT team members walked along the passageway to the outside of the hotel. Jimmy looked around and saw that behind a wall not far away, Marvin was leaving, and there was no SWAT to track him in his direction. That was his luck.

Jimmy walked forward to the front of the hotel and saw a stretched Cadillac turning around at the intersection and leaving. A detective bravely rushed up and jumped on the roof of the car, but was still thrown off. The poor detective

Agents, poor Secret Service, they are in great disgrace this time.

Jimmy watched a big show live. Although he knew that Frank and his team had a good plan, he never expected that it would be so successful.

The task of chasing the extended car was the police, Secret Service and local FBI agents. Jimmy returned to the hotel. Such a big thing happened, so forget it if he didn't pursue it. It would be too much if he went back to the hotel where he was staying at this time.

I have lost my eyesight.

In addition to Jimmy, there was another person who also followed back to the hotel. He was the agent who was thrown off the stretcher just now. He sat on the chair in the banquet hall with a depressed expression and began to be in a daze. Jimmy had nowhere to go, so he also sat down.

On the side, he casually took off the earphones on his right ear to relax his ears.

After a busy night, although the Secret Service found the extended car, the Vice President was still missing. Jimmy got some information from the agents who stayed behind, but there was no final result. After dawn, he sat and rested all night.

The agent's phone rang, and soon he dialed another number, "He contacted me, he wants the girl, Evanston Power Plant, 15 minutes, you better notify the Secret Service."

Oh? This person is not from the Secret Service? Watching the agent running out of the banquet hall, Jimmy, although he had not slept for almost the whole night, became energetic and ran after the agent. However, he did not have a car, so he could only

I watched the detective just get into a car at the door and leave.

Jimmy reached out to hail a taxi, got in and shouted, "Evanston Power Plant, please hurry up."

The driver looked back at Jimmy: "I know Evanston, but I don't know where the power plant is. Are you sure?"

Jimmy made a forward gesture: "Drive to Evanston first, as soon as possible."

Driver: "OK"

Evanston is a satellite city in the north of Chicago. It is not big and is mainly a residential area. Most residents drive from Evanston to Chicago early in the morning. The traffic flow from Chicago to Evanston is not large.

, driving very fast, of course within the speed limit.

Jimmy stared at the traffic on the road in a daze. Frank and the others had successfully kidnapped the Vice President. The next step should be to replace Sarah. They should be successful. Their plan was so perfect and their judgment was so accurate.

A white car and a pickup truck quickly passed the taxi Jimmy was riding in. Well, they were definitely speeding. As a former county police officer, Jimmy easily judged the speed of the other party, which was definitely over 180km/h.

When they arrived in Evanston, the taxi driver had to stop and ask for directions to find out where the power plant was. Because Evanston had been renovated and the previous power plant was abandoned, it was not marked on the map at all. Jimmy was helpless.

, after all, this is not the urban area of ​​Chicago, so it is normal for the taxi driver to not know the route.

Finally, after spending more than half an hour, Jimmy arrived outside the abandoned power plant. The driver put him down, turned around and left.

Jimmy opened his eyes and walked inside while observing. There were many ruts on the ground. Because it had been abandoned for a long time, the ground was covered with thick dust. The traces of footprints and ruts were very obvious. But what was strange was that here

The ruts seem to only go in one direction, which means that the car goes in and doesn't come out, or it comes out through other exits.

Jimmy came outside the large factory. In the factory, he could only see two living people, one standing and one sitting, and the rest were lying on the ground.

"FBI, put down your weapons." Jimmy came to the door and shouted, without going in directly.

"One of our own, from the Secret Service." The agent inside shouted. Jimmy looked up and saw that he no longer had a gun in his hand. Vice President Stanton was sitting on the ground leaning on a cement block, covering his abdomen.

"What happened?" Jimmy walked in with a Glock in his right hand. He believed that even if the opponent drew his gun now, he would be sure to kill him in advance.

"The kidnappers were fighting among themselves, and I killed the traitor." The agent stretched out his hands to show that he would not be impulsive.

"No matter what the situation is, call the Secret Service first." Jimmy looked at the scene and said to the agent. It looked really miserable here. There was a white car and a pickup truck with a machine gun. There was a person in the pickup truck.

Three people were lying on the ground, one of them was a woman.

"Which one is the mole?" Jimmy asked.

"Female, she is with the kidnapper." The detective took out the phone and called. Then he helped the vice president get up, untied the rope from his hand, and let the vice president sit on the cement pier to rest.

Jimmy was not familiar with him. For the sake of safety, Jimmy walked out of the factory. It was better for them to handle such a big thing by themselves. They were just here to make sure that Frank and the others were not shot dead on the spot.

"I'm going to watch outside to prevent them from ambushing anyone else. You take good care of the Vice President."

Half an hour later, Tom arrived with people from the Secret Service.

"Hi, Tom, the Vice President is inside." Jimmy was sitting at the door. When he saw them coming, he stood up and walked towards Tom, then motioned for them to go to the factory.

(End of chapter)