North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 406 Beaten Again

Jimmy only called the command center to inform him of the situation at the scene. At the command center, unless Watson came to the scene to speak, no one else could direct Jimmy, so he had no problem handling the shooting case at the scene. At most, they just felt uncomfortable.

, not paying attention when working for them.

The NYPD and ambulance arrived quickly. The Counter-Terrorism Bureau did not completely ignore Jimmy's request because the matter had nothing to do with them. As the temporary commander designated by Watson, they were obviously very cooperative with Jimmy's instructions.

Jimmy revealed his identity and asked them to stay at the scene to deal with it. Jimmy contacted the security guard, paused the elevator, and waited for the NYPD forensics personnel to read the information about the gunman in the elevator. Jimmy followed the security guard to the building control room, and called

Take the elevator video.

He still had some ideas to confirm whether the person who ran away was the boxer he was looking for. It was such a coincidence.

"Adjust the elevator monitoring and underground parking lot monitoring in the underground parking lot." Jimmy said to the person in the security room.

The security cooperation is still very high, but there is nothing we can do. There was just a shooting in the underground parking lot, and the FBI showed up right after. The police were dispatched at a speed that no one else could.

The two surveillance screens in front of him began to move forward for more than ten minutes, one was the elevator surveillance, and the other was the surveillance from the entrance of the underground parking lot. After starting to play normally, Jimmy began to stare at the moving figures inside because of the lighting problem in the underground parking lot.

, the monitoring effect is very poor, which is really a bit painful. Why don’t these properties update the latest equipment?

"Pause, slow down, start."

Two people appeared on the scene in the underground parking lot. They walked across from each other. When they got close, one person made a move. Although the distance was a bit far, it was barely visible that the person who made the move first reached out and grabbed the other person's hand.

Clothes or arms, the two people struggled together and immediately separated. After blocking each other, the person who struck first was knocked to the ground.

The person who took the last step was bending down to take someone, and suddenly fell sideways. The two were entangled on the ground again, and soon separated. The person who fell behind got up and walked toward the elevator for two seconds.

He stopped, turned around and fired.

At the back door of the clinic, Jimmy put the agent down first, then parked his car not far in front, and then walked over. Watson had already received the news just now, and the person entered through the back door.

"No, there is no installation inside the floor." The security guard immediately replied.

Staff: "We have identified three cars that came out of the alley before, and their license plates have been recorded."

The staff's voice came from Jimmy's Bluetooth headset: "Agent Yang, a car was found, and the location and license plate number have been sent."

"It's a pet clinic again, I understand."

"Jimmy, this is Noah Watson, are you sure it's him?"

In the command center, Watson was watching the staff call the surveillance system to track down the three vehicles just now. They had to determine the location before notifying Jimmy that they were going to pursue them. But now it is not easy to find these three vehicles. One side is under real-time surveillance, and the other side is under real-time surveillance.

It is based on the time they appeared in the surveillance before to determine whether they can be seen in the next surveillance.

"Director Noah, investigate the surrounding surveillance, go forward for 10 minutes, no, 15 minutes, and record all the vehicles leaving this side alley." Jimmy lowered his head to search while making arrangements with the command center.

As the punch failed, the doctor followed up with alternating hands and punched Jimmy one after another. His body also moved forward, suppressing Jimmy's range of movement.

Not bad, at least I saved dozens of dollars. Jimmy felt a little better, and the two got in the car. Jimmy sent the car on the road, driving slowly, moving aimlessly with the traffic.

Jimmy did not hear the conversation in the command center. Watson obviously had some thoughts and did not want to rely entirely on Jimmy to handle this matter.

Jimmy continued to follow the security supervisor to the elevator entrance and began to search for blood stains around him. The man had been shot just now, and now he wanted to determine where he had gone.

Jimmy: "No, how is the person who was shot?"

Jimmy looked at the car leaving, his face a little unhappy. Although they had received the notice, they obviously believed in their own people more. They notified the CIA agents as soon as they discovered the car, while he had to wait for the follow-up car information.

Jimmy: "OK, follow up and let me know when he is out of danger." Jimmy took out his FBI business card from his pocket and gave one to the patrolman.

"Jimmy, our people are already here." Jimmy looked up and looked at the entrance of the block. A car drove over. He didn't hang up the phone when he was talking to the security supervisor just now. The command center also heard their conversation.

Jimmy went to the side door, which leads to the side of the building, which is a small alley on W44 Street. The man was shot. He just went up to the second floor and then escaped on the first floor. It was obvious that he was creating trouble for the pursuers behind him.

Please, buy yourself some more time.

Jimmy: "Look separately, I'll go to the side."

"Chinatown, target found." The notice from the command center arrived. Jimmy looked at the route and turned around at the next intersection to drive to Lower Manhattan.

NYPD took the business card: "No problem."

Jimmy was really speechless. Why do these people like to go to pet clinics to treat injuries and illnesses? No, I should say, why do these underground doctors like to use pet clinics as their fronts?

"We can't be sure. There is a high probability that his hair is the same color, but he kept lowering his head under surveillance and couldn't see his face."

The staff sent a text message with the license plate number and location through the system, "Sent."

"Help me find the earphones. They must have fallen in front." Jimmy sat on the ground and didn't want to get up at all. His arms were hanging down and he didn't have the strength to raise his hands. The pain was too much, and he was punched on the right side of his face.

It's a little swollen now.

"10 minutes."

The definition of the video in the elevator just now is much better than that in the underground parking lot. First of all, the hair color is indeed brown, and although the area of ​​​​the mirror reflection is not large, part of the face can be seen. This person is somewhat similar to a boxer, with brown hair.

Although it looks a little different from the previous surveillance screen, this is the easiest to change.

The security supervisor has notified other people through the intercom. Now Jimmy has a lot of spies, but no one has ever notified that they saw the injured person.

Because the people on the first floor had been knocked down when Jimmy was on the second floor, he must have been gone for some time. Jimmy came outside the side door and looked around, but found no unusual people, and everyone's walking postures were different.

Nothing unusual, but it's still too late.

"Make a copy of both surveillance cameras and leave them here for me to pick up later. Now take me to the second floor of the elevator and chase you immediately."

"Look for blood on the ground. The person who ran just now probably came out through this door." Jimmy took the walkie-talkie and gave the three of them orders at the same time. There was no need to ask names at this time, it was pointless, work was the most important thing.

Jimmy ran and reported to the command center.

Jimmy was about to knock on the door, when the door opened from the inside, and a man in a doctor's white coat came out. He was wearing a mask and a hat. He was holding a bag of garbage in his hand and a bag of garbage under his arm. He looked like a normal man.

To throw it out.

"Pa", Jimmy raised his arm to block the doctor's punch. Fortunately, Jimmy's reaction was faster and he was not successfully attacked.

Jimmy looked around and found no one lying on the ground. No, Watson said that his people had failed. They must have met, right? Looking inside the clinic, there was a person lying on a table similar to an operating table.

Walking towards the back door, there are several people in another room, they should be waiting patients. As for the pets they are holding and pulling, there is no need to pay attention. This is a pet clinic after all, so it is normal.

Half a minute later, the elevator door opened, and a man came in from the underground parking lot. He held his stomach, lowered his head, and pressed the button for the second floor. Then the elevator opened and he left the elevator.

He began to hang the walkie-talkie on his belt and put the headset on his right ear. He switched his previous Bluetooth headset to his left ear and listened to different content in both ears. It was not a big problem for him, as his mental power increased.

His improved abilities and brain's ability to process information are enough for him to be distracted and deal with different things.

"Jimmy, this is Watson, how long do you need?"

NYPD: "He was sent to the hospital. He was not dead at the time. It's unclear now."

Jimmy gave the order, and the security supervisor arranged for a copy. He took Jimmy out and ran up the stairs to the second floor. "Command center, continue to investigate the surrounding surveillance. The person who fired the shot is probably a boxer."

Jimmy: "Command center, have you found the vehicle information?"

"Hi, officer. FBI Special Agent Jimmy Young, we just handled a case. I'm leaving now."

Jimmy's car did not park in the parking lot, but parked directly on the street next to Times Square. This time he came here to find someone. He might need to drive to chase someone at any time. Parking in the parking lot was too troublesome and delayed.

There is nothing wrong with parking on the side of the road other than getting a ticket.

"The command center received it."

"Boom" the doctor swung a punch, Jimmy bent down and dodged, and the punch hit the wall directly. Jimmy finally had a chance to distance himself. For a master of fighting and boxing, close combat is too dangerous.

, if his body's reaction had not gradually increased, he would have been lying down long ago.

The agent looked at Jimmy's miserable appearance and took out his cell phone to make a call.

After hearing this, the agent immediately drew his gun and walked in. Jimmy said: "Thank you, please wait here."

"Pause. Timer, switch to elevator monitoring, start playing."

Jimmy: "Locate the locations of three vehicles."

"Our man was knocked unconscious, at the fire stairwell on the first floor." The news came from the security captain's intercom, and the two of them immediately turned back to the fire escape and ran down.

Jimmy's nerves reacted very quickly, but his body was still not strong enough to react so quickly. He could only make fists with both hands and use his fists and forearms to block the doctor's quick punches again and again. At the same time, his feet were also retreating, gradually from

Enter the clinic through the back door.

Security Captain: "Three."

Staff: "Received."

Fighting with his right shoulder, Jimmy hit the doctor's right waist with his left fist. When his right shoulder was hit and he stepped back, he also took advantage of the situation and distanced himself. The doctor grunted and got close to Jimmy again, this time switching to Jimmy.

He was at a disadvantage. This punch caused severe pain in his right shoulder. Now his right arm was not flexible and he could only block with his left hand. He soon received two more blows. The key was that he was hit in the face.

Is confused.

"Where is that person?" the security captain asked the security guard who spotted the person next to him.

"Doctor Pierce?" Jimmy showed his ID. The situation in the clinic has been notified in advance by the command center. There is only one doctor here.

"Understood, support has been sent out."

"receive."

Jimmy and the security supervisor never separated. The two checked together on the second floor and the fire escape. No blood was found. Maybe he covered the bullet hole to stop the bleeding.

The agent found Jimmy's Bluetooth headset from the ground and put it on him, "Command Center, did you hear that?"

"Is there surveillance on the second floor?"

"Call an ambulance, call me a FK, it hurts me so much." Jimmy howled as he spoke. He was hit so many times by a boxing master at close range that it was life-threatening.

"It's hopeless. The doctor in the clinic was knocked unconscious in the operating room. He is a boxer." The agent checked the doctor. He was shot on the side of the chest and neck. Now a lot of blood is flowing out. Now the doctor is covering his neck with his hands, but he still can't stop it.

Stop the blood from flowing out.

Jimmy turned around and was about to enter the clinic through the back door when he suddenly realized something was wrong. This doctor... Jimmy immediately turned around and saw that the garbage bag in Dr. Pierce's hand had already fallen. At the same time, his hand was already raised, preparing to attack Jimmy from behind.

"Here you go." The car stopped at the door, the door opened, and three people got out. One of them gave Jimmy a walkie-talkie with a headset.

Fortunately, the distance from Midtown to Lower Town is not that far, but the traffic is not very good, and there are no sirens or lights on Jimmy's car, so it is a bit slower, and in this small amount of time, the winner is decided.

When Jimmy was observing before, he didn't look very carefully because he was at his feet. He thought someone was guarding downstairs, but it turned out that he was knocked unconscious, FK.

The doctor stopped and looked at Jimmy and the agent, "Who are you?"

Watson: "Notify our people to follow."

The doctor didn't stop just because he punched the wall. Instead, he continued to lunge forward and got into close combat with Jimmy again. Jimmy's arms were in terrible pain at this time. Fortunately, the doctor might have lost some strength, at least.

Jimmy can barely fight back now.

"Bang bang" two gunshots were heard, and the doctor also fell against the wall. Jimmy continued to retreat and fell to the ground. The agent who had previously entered the clinic for inspection finally came back. His marksmanship was good. The two were entangled in the fight.

Here, you can also hit the doctor accurately.

Jimmy said to the last agent: "Come on, get in my car."

Jimmy started to check the ground. The area here is relatively large, and checking for blood stains on the ground is troublesome.

At this time, a person received a text message on his mobile phone, "We found a car, let's go." Two people got in the car and left, while the other person stood next to Jimmy and stayed.

Staff: "We identified one vehicle. It is currently traveling south and just passed 6th Avenue and 35th Street."

"Found it, here are two blood drops." An agent found blood stains on the ground, and Jimmy ran over quickly, "Continue to search from here."

Jimmy looked around and saw a few blood drops next to the fainted man. It seemed that this was indeed where he was. "How many exits are there?"

When Jimmy and the agents arrived at the car, there happened to be an NYPD patrolman in front of the car, preparing to copy the license plate.

While Jimmy was waiting for the three of them to check and question again, the security supervisor led the NYPD people and ran over from the side door, "Detective, we checked the other two doors and the surveillance cameras, and found nothing."

"Agent Yang, we only found one blood stain." They searched around and found no second blood stain.

"Our man failed. He just entered a pet clinic. He should be dealing with gunshot wounds. You need to be faster."

Jimmy looked around and said, "Separate, you two go to the building opposite to ask if there is anything unusual and make sure he didn't run into that building. You, go from here to the intersection and check again."

NYPD patrol officer: "Detective, have you got any results from your investigation?"

"FBI Special Agent Jimmy Young, did someone enter the clinic just now and requested treatment?"

"Are you okay?" the agent asked Jimmy, aiming at the doctor, and then moved closer to the doctor.

"I didn't see it. When I was passing by, I saw him sitting on the ground and leaning against the wall, so I came to take a look. It turned out that he had been knocked unconscious, and he was still breathing and having a heartbeat."

"Rewind the video, starting from when he entered the elevator." Jimmy directed to rewind the video and "pause". From the mirror material in the corner of the elevator, you can see a little reflection of this person.

Dr. Pierce looked left and right at Jimmy and the agent, checked again and again before nodding: "He is in the operating room."

Jimmy flashed his ID and opened the car door. The patrol officer looked at the badge on Jimmy's ID, nodded, and did not continue to stick the note. He turned around, left Jimmy's car, and returned to his police car.

Although Jimmy did not know the arrangements of the command center, the three people in front of him had returned and found nothing. It was certain that unless the person suspected of being a boxer could get underground, he must have got in a car and left here.

"The boxer has been killed. An ambulance will be arranged immediately. I am also injured."

"receive."

Jimmy sighed. It had been the first time in a long time that he had been beaten so badly. He couldn't think of the last time he was beaten like this.

The ambulance arrived soon, and the NYPD police car also arrived at the scene. Jimmy asked the agent to help him take out his FBI ID to prove his identity. The scene was blocked by the NYPD. The boxer had become a corpse, and there was too much blood. The agent simply

Without any intention of giving him first aid, one ambulance took Jimmy to the hospital, while another, accompanied by agents, took the boxer's body to the medical examiner's office.

(End of chapter)