North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 405 Tracking Begins

Jimmy did not go home, but drove to the Counter-Terrorism Bureau. The number of people in the command center was reduced by about half, with only 3 or 4 people on duty.

Jimmy: "Has the target appeared? Where are the others?"

Staff: "There is currently no signal. We only found one signal today. Everyone else is resting and we take shifts."

Jimmy nodded: "Okay, let me know as soon as you have news, no matter when."

Staff: "I understand. Good night."

Jimmy returned to the temporary office, pulled two chairs together from outside, took off his suit, lay down and squinted. The conditions here are not as good as his own FBI office. There are sofas and folding beds over there, but here is just

I can make do with a chair.

In the early morning, the phone rang. Jimmy took the phone from the table and connected it, and said in a daze: "This is Jimmy."

"Jimmy, it's me, Jack. That unfortunate guy you asked me to take care of, he wants to see you." Jack was the detective on the night shift last night.

Jimmy sobered up a little: "You mean the guy in the detention room?"

Ruiz: "We have known about the underground casino behind Green's Restaurant for a long time, but we have never touched them. Part of what Cohen said is true, but the other part is false news.

Jimmy: "Who the hell are you?"

Back at the Counter-Terrorism Bureau, Watson was already standing in the command center. When he saw Jimmy coming in, he called Jimmy to the corridor, "Did you arrest someone yesterday?"

On the way to the Counter-Terrorism Bureau, Jimmy also figured it out. The FBI was still too conspicuous. In the eyes of thoughtful people, the combination of a Victoria Crown and a suit would be very suspicious of identity. Coupled with the probing, it would basically be enough.

I figured out my identity. I must have been unlucky. I was spotted while parking on the road to look at others. Then Cohen came over to test me. After he was caught, he gave a message and asked the FBI to take action.

Jimmy: "But we can probably confirm that he moved in the underground pipe network. Pay attention to the next signal and be sure to locate it as soon as possible."

Staff member: "Screen No. 3, we have investigated the surveillance at the last message location, and his whereabouts were not captured. What is shown now is his previous whereabouts record, and only three surveillance cameras have content."

Ruiz: "This Cohen is interesting."

Staff: "It has been determined that it is a sewer entrance. Our people checked the scene and found two loose manhole covers nearby. It is not yet sure which hole he was active in."

The hint given by Watson is a bit excessive. He is good at fighting and boxing, and is proficient in using various firearms. If the boxer doesn't get close, Jimmy will kill him casually. If he doesn't pay attention and let him get close, Jimmy's nerve reflexes may

It is enough to see the opponent's movements clearly, but the body may not be able to keep up.

Jimmy walked over, stretched out his hand and moved his head. He was not a boxer, but moved his body a little. He was shot in the chest. Judging from the location of the wound, it was likely that his lungs were injured.

After finishing the sandwich and taking a sip of coffee, Oliver Cohen took a long breath and then said: "You are amazing. You are the fastest Asian I have ever seen."

Jimmy put the pen and paper back into his pocket. There was really no need to record this. He nodded: "I understand. Give me your number. I will contact you if you need confirmation."

Jimmy stood up and left the detention room, and Cohen followed him. When he arrived at the elevator, he walked him downstairs. Jimmy then returned to the detention room, picked up the garbage and threw it into the trash can outside.

Jimmy became more energetic. He took out the notes and pen in his pocket and began to prepare notes.

The first time Ruiz came to work, he saw Jimmy sitting outside and said, "Jimmy, good morning."

The voice of the Counter-Terrorism Bureau staff came from the Bluetooth headset. Jimmy immediately turned around and ran to West 44th Street. There was so much traffic that it was difficult for Jimmy to run here. He finally reached the intersection of West 44th Street and 7th Avenue.

As I turned the corner, I heard a muffled "bang bang" sound, broken, and gunshots.

After saying hello, Jimmy pulled out the Glock with his right hand and walked directly down the slope.

Jimmy: "Did he give a reason?"

Jimmy nodded, "I'll go to the parking lot and take a look."

It was approaching noon, and Jimmy was already thinking about going out for a meal when suddenly a warning sounded, "Target signal found, location, Times Square."

Cohen: "Thank you for letting me go. In return, I have a message for you."

Jimmy: "That guy just wanted to rob me. He was released after trial. We don't have time for such trivial matters now."

Cohen probably didn't sleep much all night, and he seemed to have no energy. He swallowed when he saw the sandwich and coffee that Jimmy put on the table.

"Someone was shot, once in the chest and once in the abdomen. He is unconscious but still alive. You should call the police immediately."

While searching, Jimmy told the staff that it is an essential skill for police officers to communicate the situation at the scene at any time, so that the rear and others can know their situation. If an accident occurs, rescue can be carried out as soon as possible.

Jimmy immediately turned and searched along West 44th Street toward 8th Avenue, "I heard gunshots on West 44th Street, but I'm not sure where it was."

Jimmy was also a little curious as to why this guy wanted to see him. Supposedly, being able to let him go and not let him go to jail was already a preferential treatment.

Cohen: "No need to record it, no need. There is an underground casino behind the kitchen of Green's Restaurant in Harlem. If you are interested, you should be able to gain a lot."

Jimmy said angrily: "It can't be related to the boxer. I just went to the Counter-Terrorism Bureau yesterday and I haven't gone out to meet anyone else since I took over the case. If he arranges for others to be at the scene waiting to attack me after the signal appears at night, then

All of you may be insiders. It is impossible for him to get my information so easily, unless someone among you leaks the secret, or he is not outside at all, but is watching us in this building."

Ruiz shook his head: "That's not necessary. I've seen many people like this. The gangs want to use us to clean up their opponents. This hasn't changed in the past few decades, and the methods are as bad as ever. How's it going with Mahone?

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He said that those street dealers would go there to pick up the goods and pay for them. This was definitely a problem. It was an underground club run by some gang elders. There was some playing cards and drinking, but as a drug transfer station, at least we never had it here.

Got this news.

Jimmy: "Mobilize surrounding surveillance. There are a lot of surveillance here. Call me when you are sure."

Staff: "Understood."

"Someone was shot and fell to the ground. No one else was found. I'm going to check."

The security guard opened the window of the security room: "Gunshots? I didn't hear it. Maybe the sound insulation here is better."

Staff member: "Because the surveillance range is too small, we cannot determine where he started from or where he disappeared. These three surveillance videos have no other clues except for identifying his general appearance."

Jimmy nodded slightly, said nothing, and continued to wait for him to speak.

Jimmy opened the detention room. Inside, Oliver Cohen had been taken off his handcuffs and was sitting on the side of the table in a daze. Obviously, he had not completely become a homeless man. Although no one was watching, he was not completely posing or sitting.

Although loose, it still has a somewhat human shape.

Jimmy turned to look in the direction of Watson's office. This waiting time was too unbearable. If Watson could provide the boxer's former safe house and other residences, he could now go to the scene to investigate. He would be more convenient than other investigators.

, because he can find out whether there is anyone inside the house without getting close to it.

Jimmy was walking in Times Square, looking around behind his sunglasses, trying to look normal, but there was nothing he could do and he was still a little nervous.

Jimmy originally planned to drink the coffee himself, but seeing how he was eating, come on, give it to him.

"The nearest area is a parking lot, I want to go in and search it."

Looking at the time, Jimmy came to wait for him outside Ruiz's office. Regardless of whether the news just now was useful or not, that shabby place in Harlem was just a trap. Let Ruiz, the old tool man, deal with it.

Jimmy opened the door and ran out. Times Square was not far from the Counter-Terrorism Bureau, but there was a problem. The traffic conditions in Manhattan during the day were very unfriendly.

Jimmy: "Cohen, what do you want to say to me?" Jimmy said as he walked over, sat across the table, and put the breakfast he was carrying on the table.

Jimmy: "What?"

Jimmy took out the note, tore off the paper with Cohen's information and handed it to Ruiz: "Here you go, I have other cases to deal with now, if you are interested, just work on it, if not, just leave it alone. By the way,

If this Cohen is really here to bait us, do you think we should find an opportunity to get him back?"

"Bang", I heard it clearly this time, it was indeed in the parking lot, but the sound didn't sound close now. Jimmy immediately started running, scanning the surroundings in his mind's eye, and finally found something unusual. Someone was lying on the ground.

On the ground, it looked like he had fallen face down, and there was no movement.

Jimmy ran forward for a while and found the entrance to a large parking lot. According to the muffled gunshots just now, it should not be far away, and there was some obstruction. If it were on the street, W44 Street would have exploded by now. Now this

The parking lot was very suspicious. Judging from the lack of panic among the people around, they either didn't hear it at all or noticed that the sound just now was a gunshot, or they were in a good mental state, which was obviously unlikely to be the case.

Watson: "He may be related to the boxer, we need to interrogate him."

It's a pity that my ability is completely useless without a goal.

Although Times Square is not big, the number of people during the day is too terrifying. Jimmy is only 183cm tall, which is a little more than the average height. It is not enough to stand out from the crowd. There is no way to directly observe the appearance of many passers-by. Through surveillance, the first time

The best way to find someone is to determine the location and then visually confirm it after approaching.

Jimmy did not return to the office. Hughes arranged for him to handle Watson's case, so he ignored the cases in the bureau for the time being. He just happened to see if the new Mahone could handle it.

Watson's expression became more and more gloomy. He looked at Jimmy for a while, nodded, turned and left the command center, probably going back to his office.

Jack: "No, but he seems to be in good spirits."

Cohen: "Well, I originally planned to rob a few street vendors. They would take turns going there once every two days, probably to pick up goods or pay money. But then I found that there were a lot of people there, so I didn't do it. One person couldn't do it.

There are multiple people, unless I kill them all, this news means nothing to me."

Jimmy parked the car on the road next to him, got out of the car and walked to Times Square. He walked around while wearing sunglasses and observing the people around him. Jimmy did not hold a mobile phone, but wore a single-ear Bluetooth headset. The phone was already on

After getting through to the staff at the Counter-Terrorism Bureau command center, we are now waiting for them to find the source of the signal from the surveillance system.

Jimmy raised his hand and glanced at the time, "In half an hour, I'll go there now."

After getting up and going to the bathroom to take care of things, Jimmy drove back to the FBI office.

Jimmy: "I'm dealing with other things now, which have nothing to do with him. Okay, I'm leaving first."

Jack: "Well, when I went to let him go just now, he didn't leave directly when he knew I was going to let him go. Instead, he wanted to see you."

Cohen shook his head, "No need to contact me, I'm just giving you news."

The viewing angle of the surveillance on the screen should be traffic surveillance. For pedestrians walking on the roadside, the resolution is really not that good.

Jimmy's eyes changed. Damn it, after arresting the person that night, he never told the Counter-Terrorism Bureau. The person was also sent directly to the FBI. How did he know?

Watson: "Bring him here and our people will interrogate him."

Jimmy followed Ruiz into Ruiz's office and told Ruiz what happened to Oliver Cohen who was arrested yesterday.

It's necessary to change a car. The Saber class who drove the headquarters before came back and said hello to them, but they didn't agree. When I go back to polish it, I must get one to replace the current Crown Victoria.

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Jimmy was also unhappy. He opened the door of the command center and went in. "Have you got the results of yesterday's surveillance investigation?"

After Jimmy reported on the phone, he turned directly into the parking lot and flashed his badge at the security guard at the entrance. "I heard gunshots outside just now. Is there anything unusual here?"

Seeing his expression, Jimmy understood. Even though it was his own breakfast, it was okay to give it to him. He pushed it and pushed the sandwich to him, "I brought it for you. Eat it first and then talk about it."

If this Cohen doesn't have any grudge against them, then someone is deliberately trying to guide us to mess with them and use us as their gunmen."

Jimmy: "Okay, you can leave. Goodbye, no more robberies."

"Agent Yang, we found him. He just passed West 44th Street and moved westward. He has left the surveillance camera. He was not found on the 8th Avenue surveillance camera. He should still be in the middle section."

Cohen: "I lived near that area for a while. I'm just giving you a piece of news. I don't know much about the situation there."

Continuing to move towards this person, a person soon appeared in his sight, running to the other side. After Jimmy made sure it was safe, he accelerated and ran towards the person who fell on the ground. A man wearing sneakers and a pullover fell to the ground, and a lot of blood had flowed out.

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Cohen nodded in thanks, picked up the sandwich, took off the wrapping paper and bit into it: "Thanks."

When he heard about underground casinos, Jimmy lost interest again. "How did you know?"

Jimmy: "Have you located the location where the signal appeared around 11 o'clock last night?"

Jimmy's phone has been busy, and he doesn't have time to call the police. He should let the Counter-Terrorism Bureau handle it. He still has to chase the person in front of him quickly.

Jimmy's mission is to find the boxer, but now that there is a shooting case, he can't just give up on the wounded person. Unfortunately, he doesn't have a medical kit with him, so he can only call the police and hope that the police and ambulance will come quickly.

Jimmy ran with a gun and chased the person who ran away in front of him. He had just discovered the location where he left. The elevator shaft was not far away. Jimmy ran over. Dots of blood could be seen on the road. There was also a blood stain outside the elevator.

Wow, Jimmy looked at the scene and the elevator without clicking the button because he could no longer recognize the person above him.

Jimmy: "The attacker should have been shot. There are blood stains on the ground. Judging from the traces, he should have left in the elevator. I need to conduct an on-site investigation."

(End of chapter)