The police of Hong Kong comprehensive world

Chapter 1210 Action 1

"This kind of high-tech stuff shouldn't be that common. Can we find a way to trace it from the source?"

The Luojishan police actually contacted the Bureau of Investigation immediately after learning about the bombing.

However, it was a work exchange between the two departments after all, so it naturally took some time to buffer.

By the time Warren learned about the seriousness of the matter and rushed over, more than two hours had passed.

He heard John wanted to invite Zhang Pin, but shook his head and refused.

Zhang Pin and Nissen were sent to the plane by him today. The other party was still going to rescue people. Of course, it was impossible for him to run back because of this bombing case whose target was not yet determined.

And with Warren's current status, he already has a lot of autonomy in how to solve the case and who should solve it.

As the world's number one power, especially as an immigrant country, America has used the siphon effect to recruit the world's top talents.

So whether it is the Luojishan police or the Bureau of Investigation, if they are really willing to invest enough resources, this kind of bombing is not a difficult matter.

As an officer who was an experienced investigator, Warren's first reaction was to check for explosives.

"In fact, we have already investigated. There is news from the Foley Moore Laboratory that they lost a batch of test products over the weekend, which happened to be a new type of two-night bomb."

At this time, an investigator from another investigation bureau came in with a report with a grim look on his face.

"How much was lost?"

Warren turned his head and looked at the other party.

Investigator: "Two thousand pounds!"

Everyone:

Policewoman: "Charlie, how much did you use to blow up that table just now?"

In the end, it was the policewoman who had little to do with the case who reacted first.

When the fat man Charlie heard the policewoman's question, he subconsciously picked up a match, then gestured twice in the air, and finally put down the matchstick without saying a word.

But everyone at the scene had seen the fat man's actions before. He only dripped two drops of liquid on the table at that time, and then mixed a little bit with a matchstick.

Just a little bit of the two liquids mixed, the explosion directly blew up the table. With a weight of two thousand pounds, it is estimated that even a building can be easily blown up.

"Will a little bit of energy be the same as a lot of energy?"

Although John knew that this possibility was almost non-existent, he still asked weakly.

"Unfortunately, the two-liquid bomb is actually the same as TNT. The larger the volume, the greater the power. And unlike TNT, there are many more ways to detonate this thing."

The little fat man destroyed John's hope without any emotional intelligence.

"Damn it, doesn't that mean that the other party is only using some scraps now, and he has more in his hands. Why does this fucking laboratory produce so many bombs? Are they problematic? Have they controlled their person in charge?"

John was so angry when he heard what the little fat man said. He just thought that the criminals now had a full 2,000 pounds of liquid bombs in their hands, and this guy was a lunatic, and he felt a chill on his body.

This also made him very angry about the laboratory that made this bomb.

"They are a laboratory cooperating with the military. We don't need to worry about how to deal with them."

John's idea of ​​retaliating against the laboratory is naturally impossible to work. In America, companies that can own bomb production have always had a very deep background.

"Officer Court, the mysterious man called again."

Just when everyone felt helpless about the mysterious man's possession of such a large-yield bomb, the other party called the police station again.

Officer Court subconsciously glanced at Warren.

However, Warren did not intend to take over the case directly, but nodded, indicating that the other party should continue to be responsible for communicating with the bomber.

"Okay, everyone, be quiet, turn on the tracker."

Officer Court nodded, first stopped the people who were still talking, and then signaled the technicians on the side to start working.

He pressed the call connect button directly.

"Simon."

Officer Court took the initiative to greet the other party.

"We sent him to the designated location, but unfortunately, this guy survived again, which is why I called you again. By the way, are my two pigeons okay?"

Simon first expressed regret that John was still alive, and then changed the topic and talked about something else.

"Pigeons?"

But for the pigeons mentioned by Simon, Officer Court's face was full of question marks.

"I once had two colorful pigeons, but one day they flew away. Why did they fly away? I don't think you can answer because you don't know at all, right?"

Simon's words sounded a little mysterious.

Court: "Are you referring to McLean?"

However, Officer Court was able to become the commander of major cases, so he was certainly not a white man who knew nothing. He naturally knew that since the other party mentioned pigeons, there must be a purpose.

Thinking carefully, he guessed that the other party was still talking about John.

"Oh, it seems that you are not too stupid, but I happen to not like smart people. Mr. McLean, are you listening? Excuse me, you and your friend are both in the police station now, right?"

Simon obviously guessed that John should be listening to his phone call, so he asked directly.

"Yes, we are all here."

When John heard the other party shouting about his existence, he didn't panic, but directly chose to talk to the other party.

Simon: "I want to talk to that friend of yours first, Zeus, right? His name."

Simon first pointed out John's existence, but then asked to talk to Zeus.

"you know me?"

After Zeus and John arrived at the police station, someone had bandaged his wounds, and he was sitting there doing nothing. Unexpectedly, Simon came to him directly.

"An hour ago, I had nothing to do with you, and I didn't want to get to know you, but you ruined the game I carefully prepared for McClain, and you interfered with my planned plan."

Judging from Simon's tone, it was obvious that he was preparing to cause trouble for Zeus.

"You can stuff all your plans into your asshole, then pour a little liquid in it, and then"

But unlike Simon's expectation, Zeus was not frightened by Simon's unspoken threat. He even interrupted the other party's words and cursed the other party directly.

As a result, Simon hung up the phone before he could finish his curse words.

"Not enough time, sir."

The technician on the side shook his head and said that he could not locate the source of the call.

"It's not a smart move to get angry with Simon. This is a matter that involves the lives of countless people. You'd better hope that he will fight again."

When Officer Court heard what the technician said, he couldn't help blaming Zeus for quarreling with the other person, which caused the other person to hang up the phone.

"He will. He must be watching the time and chatting with us."

On the contrary, Warren stood up at this time and spoke justice for Zeus.

Jingle Bell--

In fact, Warren didn't say anything. Less than a minute later, the other party called again.

"Simon, he doesn't represent all of us."

Officer Cotter still wanted to stabilize Simon first, so he was careful when he spoke now.

Simon: "That's very unpleasant. I don't want to hear those ugly words again, otherwise, I will respond to these words with a more violent [boom]."

Simon first threatened everyone.

"Zeus, right? Not only your name is crazy, but your tone is also crazy. I was ready to ask you to go home, but now it seems that I should let you join the game."

I don’t know whether Simon’s words are true or not. If an ordinary person heard him say this, he would definitely regret it very much.

But Zeus just sneered, but due to the threat just now, he did not choose to talk back. He also did not care about Simon's request to join the game.

"Found him, at a pay phone in the Monterey neighborhood."

At this time, the technician looked at the phone signal positioning speechlessly, and then looked at Officer Court.

When Officer Cotter heard the name, he also frowned, and then asked, "Is it the Monterrey City in Mexico that I know?"

"No, his current location is at the Azteca Stadium in Mexico City."

The technician looked helpless and took his hands off the console, apparently giving up.

"Now the signal has gone to Australia."

Simon: "Have a great time with the phone company. Excuse me, where should I be now based on the signal positioning?"

Simon seemed to have guessed that the other party was positioning himself, and at this moment he was still laughing at everyone unscrupulously.

John: "Tell me your purpose."

John interrupted the other party directly.

"Simon said, McClain and Zeus are going to the subway station next to the police station. I will call the phone booth outside the subway station in ten minutes. There will also be no other police around. After I get through the call, if ten If you two don't answer for a few seconds, the mission will be considered a failure, do you understand, Mr. McClain?"

Simon again made his own terms.

John: “I get it, I know you like to play kid’s games, is this the new peek-a-boo?”

When John heard what the other party said, he was naturally unwilling to agree. He was still frightened by the previous incident of going to the black neighborhood with the sign. If it hadn't been for the help of Zeus, he would have been packed back in the bag now.

"No, you don't understand. This isn't a game, you know, and it's not a child's play house."

Simon seemed a little angry after hearing John's words.

John suddenly felt happy, and then continued: "Simon said is originally a child's game. Are you really called Simon? This is also a fake name, so who are you? I should have caught you, right? What did you do? Something? A pickpocket, a thief, or a nymphomaniac?”

Simon: "Catch me? Haha, even if I stand in front of you, you can't catch me."

When Simon heard John's slightly sarcastic words, he immediately became excited.

John: "Don't be so loud, asshole, let me ask you a question, why do you want to kill me?"

When John saw this, he immediately continued to provoke the other party.

"Why don't you come to the police station and we'll deal with it the manly way. Come here and I'll be here waiting for you."

Simon: "Calm down, Mr. McClain, do you think you are important? If I really wanted to kill you, you would be dead by now. You know, I said, follow the rules of the game. By the way, you only have It's nine minutes. If we can't receive the call, the next subway coming into the station will explode like the burning bus."

But just when John thought that his provocation method was effective, Simon persuaded John to calm down and let him continue the mission.

"Damn, this guy is a lunatic. He actually wants to blow up the subway."

Officer Court's frown never relaxed, and he looked at Warren again.

In fact, he wanted to hand over command even after the people from the Investigation Bureau arrived.

For Officer Court, this case was a hot potato.

Warren: "Expert, the other party has said so much, what have you discovered?"

Warren felt Officer Court's gaze, and he didn't pretend to ignore it.

Explosions like this are indeed the responsibility of the Investigation Bureau.

In addition, he himself is already here. Even if he doesn't say anything, he can't avoid responsibility if something happens.

So he could only look to the psychologist.

"Of course, I got enough information about his identity from the conversation."

The psychologist did not suffer from stage fright at this time.

"His tone has a strong German accent. When McClain tries to provoke him, his accent will become more obvious and there will even be some pauses. It is obvious that he has a stuttering problem."

After hearing the psychologist's introduction, Warren shook his head.

Originally, everyone's guess about Simon was that the other person might be someone whom John had arrested before and was now released from prison to take revenge on him.

Based on this clue, people from Luojishan Police and the Investigation Bureau are already contacting the New York Police to investigate, but judging from the feedback from the other party, no results can be found in a short time.

Now the psychological expert said that the other party was probably German, and suddenly the scope of the investigation was expanded countless times.

The communication between Luojishan and New York alone is enough to give people a headache. If they were asked to contact Germany for investigation now, it would be impossible to make it in time.

"Do you think this guy can settle it with money?"

So Warren asked the experts again. In the vast majority of cases they encountered, most of the people who did this were doing it for money.

So Warren wondered if he could consider spending money to buy peace of mind.

Anyway, for them, the money is paid by taxpayers. As long as the other party collects money to perform services, for Warren, the money is completely worth it.

"If we look at the intelligence we have now, it seems that raising the money will make him angrier."

Experts directly rejected Warren's idea.

Officer Court: "Officer John, you want to get to the subway station in eight minutes. You need to set off now. Joe, you need to support them this time. Also, contact the subway station immediately and say that you suspect there is a bomb inside." ”

At this moment, Officer Court directly urged John to take action.