North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 394 Aka “The Butcher”

While staring at the battlefield in front of him, Jimmy moved behind the horizontal police car. He still adhered to the safety rules and kept hiding in the wheel hub. This place would never be penetrated by pistols and ordinary rifles.

Jimmy: "FBI Special Agent Jimmy, can anyone tell me what's going on here? I'm just passing by."

A policeman in front of Jimmy raised his hand and fired twice. It was obvious that he fired casually. He didn't even look at the crosshairs.

"In the armored truck robbery, we discovered the two robbers' cars, and the others hadn't arrived yet. While they were escaping, a car lost control and hit the oil tanker in front of them. They got out of the car and faced the oil tanker in front of them.

We shot.FK!”

The policeman raised his hand and fired two more shots casually. The robber across from him just now shot him at his feet, and the gravel bullets flew into his legs, causing some pain.

Jimmy didn't shoot, he still needed to understand clearly: "Are the people on the opposite side all robbers?"

The policeman did not look at Jimmy. He quietly looked ahead: "Yes, we were chasing the overturned car, but he crashed when he accelerated and the other car also stopped. They were in the same group.

"He pressed the intercom, "We need support, we need support, how long until it arrives?"

A notification from the dispatch center came over the intercom, "Support has been dispatched and is expected to take less than 10 minutes."

Jimmy looked ahead. The distance was within the range of the eye. About 30 meters in front of him, the oil tanker fell to the ground. The explosion just now was caused by the explosion of the oil tank. Fortunately, the oil tank was empty because it was filled with gasoline gas components.

There is not a full tank of gasoline liquid, so even if it explodes, it will not cause irreparable damage.

In the evening, when Jimmy was bored watching TV in the hotel, he discovered that the grand scene in front of the police station had been filmed and was directly on the news. Of course, the scene when he got out of the car wearing sunglasses and shook hands with the chief was also broadcast. Fortunately, this is

Philadelphia is not New York, and no one he knows will see it. Jimmy is not worried about being discovered by acquaintances.

Fortunately, the final result was good. The four police officers checked each other and no one was shot. However, their two police cars were disabled. Even if they could be driven, they still needed to be towed away and cleaned of all the warheads and fragments.

One round does not even exclude the overhaul or scrapping of the engine and gearbox.

Jimmy said "uh" and got stuck. He just said the nickname smoothly. "Uh, it's nothing. It's just a nickname given by a colleague. I was joking."

Jimmy reached out and stroked her hair: "How do you know? I was in Philadelphia yesterday."

Jimmy laughed "haha", "How is that possible! I am Jimmy the Butcher, how could I be injured by these people? Of course I perfectly captured all the suspects and sent them back to the police station."

Jimmy directly took back the Glock, pulled out the M686, took a deep breath, squatted behind the car and stared at them. After all the targets were marked by the Heart Eye, he quickly stood up and fired a round of six bullets in more than a second.

, the sporadic gunfire from the robbers' side was stopped directly by Jimmy.

Jimmy nodded: "It's definitely not the first time. Let me think about it, the first time would have been when I was a county police officer." Jimmy looked down at Nia and saw that she seemed very interested, so he started to brag.

: "Once I caught a drunk driver on the road. He said to contact his family to take the car back, but several gunmen came. It was still very dangerous that time, but of course I won in the end."

Nia held Jimmy's hand that was shaking her hair and asked him to calm down for a while: "That video, the one-on-six one, it was so strong. Isn't this the first time you did this?"

Jimmy shook hands with him: "FBI Agent Jimmy Young, from the Manhattan office. Please don't be so polite. I just happened to be passing by. It just happened to be the meeting."

Jimmy moved his position. This place was facing the robber, and stray bullets could easily come over. He moved from the car behind to the side and shot diagonally at the robber. In order to ensure that the police had some life left, Jimmy deliberately did not aim at the head.

Jimmy made it up on his own this time, so it was not an unforeseen disaster. He could have abandoned the blocked car like other passers-by, hid behind it and waited for the police to kill the suspect, or rather waited for the suspect to kill the police and then run away. But for the first explosion,

, when it comes to the gunfight scene, Jimmy really has no idea of ​​completely ruining it. For him, whether it is professional requirements or personal views on right and wrong, he is not allowed to turn a blind eye to such a scene.

"FK!" Body armor is a controlled product. How come all the robbers have it? Fortunately, it seems that they are only wearing soft body armor without steel plates.

When Jimmy doesn't have any assignments, he basically has normal weekends off, while Nia basically doesn't have normal weekends over there, so she relies on regular days off. The NYPD's business scope is too wide, and there are too many cases. Although the detective

The number of detectives in the bureau is not very small, but unfortunately there are too many cases. They cannot expand the number of detectives indefinitely, so they can only work overtime and have no fixed time off.

Richard looked at Jimmy, and he would definitely not say what he was thinking, but he still had a lot of compliments and compliments. Jimmy also smiled and chatted with Richard the whole time. Anyway, they had no affiliation, and the Philadelphia Police Department would not treat Jimmy badly.

What impact does it have.

"The suspect is down. Call for backup and come and arrest him as soon as possible. Be careful, they are not dead yet." Jimmy filled the revolver with bullets and put it back into the holster. Returning to the back of the police car from the side, Jimmy shouted at the man who had taken his magazine.

The policeman said: "Please return my magazine to me."

The Philadelphia Police Department had previously been dispatched on a large scale because four police officers were shot and suppressed by suspects. After Jimmy intervened, they gradually returned to normal. On their way back, the battle scene had been transmitted back to the police station by the police. Waiting for these batches

When the police car took Jimmy back to the police station, many police officers, including the chief, were already lined up downstairs to welcome him.

Jimmy leaned on the bed and lit a cigarette for himself. For him, he was not addicted to cigarettes, but he still liked to light one when he had nothing to do.

Jimmy originally planned to return to New York directly after the traffic cleared up, but unfortunately, he opened fire, and the result was remarkable. After checking, the police in front found him along the traffic flow and invited him to turn around and return to Philadelphia.

But the robbers were unlucky. Jimmy could see two people lying behind the overturned car. Now there were five people in the two cars shooting at the two police cars and four policemen here.

Jimmy: "By the way, when did you notice me? I mean before we started dating."

The robbers had two rifles, which sounded like M16s, but one should be fully automatic. The other three used pistols. For Jimmy, they were not a big problem.

Well, it can be seen from Kyle's phone call that he has indeed seen the news. For a person who needs the police chief to greet him at the door, Kyle knows that Jimmy is definitely an existence that he cannot afford to mess with, so he works hard to complete it as soon as possible.

Do the task.

Fundamentally speaking, Jimmy still has his own concept of justice, whether in his previous life or here.

Richard: "Please, let's go in and talk." Richard led Jimmy up the steps. The policemen next to him began to applaud. Jimmy nodded to them and followed Richard into the police station building.

Jimmy: "One to six? Well, I really don't have any impression. Just remind me."

Nia: "Are you hurt?"

There was nothing we could do. If we just slipped away, it would be too much to continue walking after this. Under the command of the police, Jimmy drove from the shoulder of the road to follow the police car. At a gap, he changed to the opposite lane and together they turned around and returned to Philadelphia.

Only then did the four policemen stop shooting. They peeked out from behind the car and then turned to look at Jimmy on the side.

Well, their shooting style just now was not stingy with bullets at all. They relied entirely on bullet suppression to make Jimmy come over from a distance, otherwise he would have been killed long ago.

It's a pity that because of the distance problem, Jimmy didn't see them wearing body armor before. Jimmy's several shots from behind were aimed at the body, which basically had no special effect and only caused them a few pains.

Nia: "I got the news yesterday that a vicious armored truck robbery occurred in Philadelphia. All three escorts were killed. The robbers stole more than 700,000 US dollars in cash. Then they were arrested by the police when they fled Philadelphia.

They caught up and killed several people. The intelligence said that an FBI agent assisted them in intercepting the suspect, so I guess it could be you."

After Jimmy finished speaking, he looked up at the suspects in front of him. There was no one standing there anymore, but there were only two people still writhing on the ground. He deliberately did not kill them all just now, leaving two alive.

"Bang, bang!" Jimmy raised his hand and hit a robber with a rifle in a two-hit combo. There was no other way, the exposed position, if he wanted to survive without being hit on the head, only his arm could disarm him.

The second call was from Kyle Morgan, the gunsmith. He did not say anything about Jimmy being in the news, but informed Jimmy that he had contacted several suppliers and should confirm what Jimmy needed as soon as possible.

"We'll be there soon." The policeman picked up his magazine from the ground and inserted his duty belt and Glock back one by one. "Who are you?"

Soon, Jimmy's chat with them ended. Richard arranged for someone to record Jimmy's identity information, and also arranged a place for Jimmy to rest before returning to New York the next day.

Early the next morning, Jimmy woke up and left Philadelphia directly. It was not too far back to New York. Jimmy had arrived in Manhattan before noon. He drove his car to the station, then changed into his own car and returned home.

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"Stop shooting! Stop shooting!" Jimmy glanced at his results and shouted: "The suspect is down, stop shooting!"

Jimmy smiled. It seemed that his fighting prowess was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Nia thought of him just when she heard that FBI agents were involved. "Well, it's me. I passed by Philadelphia when I returned from Quantico early yesterday morning. I just happened to

I encountered a fight between them on the road, and I just saved a few people. Don't worry, it'll be fine. You know my abilities, so there won't be any danger."

Jimmy parked the car in front of the police station, and a police officer wearing a four-star badge walked up and said, "Welcome, I am Chief Richard Gamble. Thank you for your help to the Philadelphia Police Department."

Nia suddenly stood up and looked at Jimmy: "Jimmy the Butcher?"

After get off work, Nia came over. Of course, Jimmy had told her in advance that he would be back today. Although they had only seen each other for a few days, the two of them still cherished this time together. They always couldn't get together during their rest time.

, which is also very strange to say.

Jimmy took out his ID from his inner pocket and gave him a look, then put it back into his pocket: "FBI Special Agent Jimmy Young, I was just passing by. Don't worry, I will wait for your people to arrive."

Even though he thought no one was watching the news, Jimmy still received two calls. One was from Hughes, asking what the situation was and why the Philadelphia Police Department contacted the Manhattan office to confirm his identity? Jimmy helplessly compared his two-day schedule with coincidence.

I'll retell the shootout scene over the phone. I originally planned to talk about it when I get a chance to go back to New York.

Nia: "Well, I believe you will be fine."

Nia looked up at Jimmy: "Do you remember the video on the news?"

Jimmy said "Oh", "That time, it was unlucky. When I was investigating the bombing, the warehouse next door happened to be the gang's warehouse. When I was trying to understand the situation with them, I was attacked by them."

The policeman just glanced at the suspect's position, then turned around and sat on the ground, leaning against the car and breathing hard. Now Jimmy came to ask for the magazine. He pressed the magazine to unlock the latch, and the magazine fell into his hand.

, handed it to Jimmy: "Thank you, thank you very much."

"I'm out of bullets." A policeman next to him shouted, "The last one." The policeman in front of Jimmy also shouted.

Richard took Jimmy to the chief's office. They sat on the sofa. Someone brought coffee. Jimmy took a sip. It tasted good. This must not be the standard of the Philadelphia Police Department. Standard police coffee. Jimmy was in the NYPD

I didn’t drink less either.

"Jimmy, have you been to Philadelphia?" Nia said leaning on Jimmy's chest.

After waiting for a few minutes, chaotic sirens came over, and one police car after another rushed over from the shoulder of the road. The scene was the police's business. Jimmy turned around and started to return to his car, and the crowd behind him gradually began to move forward.

, arrived at the side of his car, except for the first few rows of cars.

"I have a magazine, go on." Jimmy pulled out his Glock spare magazine from the holster and threw it at the policeman behind another police car. He was the one who just shouted that there was no ammunition. The magazine is universal.

As long as the police use Glock.

There are still three out of the four police officers who have bullets. Although there are not many, it is no problem to just monitor these people and prevent them from leaving. The only problem is that they do not have enough strength to go forward to the suspects and arrest them.

.They don’t have bulletproof shields, they don’t have enough manpower, and the bullets in their hands are not enough to fight again. It’s good to have such a result now.

Jimmy smiled and took the magazine and put it back into the holster. "How long until your support arrives?"

Nia: "That's not your first one-to-many experience, right?"

Nia's eyes lit up: "You actually have a nickname? Cool!"

Jimmy looked at Nia and was a little confused. Is there something wrong with this girl's brain? "What's so cool about this?"

Nia: "Nicknames. Very few police officers have nicknames. At least none of the people I know can be nicknamed. Come on, tell me how this nickname came about?

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Jimmy suddenly felt that he seemed to know too little about Nia. This girl looked a little crazy.

(End of chapter)