Hidden Assassin

The snowflake blurred the line between day and night. At some point, the lights lit up on the street and the night arrived.

Located at the back door of the Fifth Police Station in Manhattan District, several sedans stopped in the street lights and more than a dozen people stepped out of the car, headed by a white man of 40 or 50 years, with little expression on his face, but seemingly very appealing. Next to Smith, Jane and other dry Gambino family members, Smith took out a cell phone and called, about minutes later, a man in civilian clothes opened the back door to face these people in the snow.

“Hi Mr. D'Amico, how are you, Smith, Lauro, Louis, Jane...”

Almost one by one, the man said hello, and John D'Amico, the head, shook his hand with a faint smile on his face: "Hi, Inspector Jonas, in fact, I hope to see the martyrs of those families as soon as possible. ”

“Of course, it's arranged, you can see them anytime. ”

In the talking room, Jonas took the group through the back door. In a city with a population of more than 10 million, every police station has an extremely important job to do, so even a branch station, the building is quite large, and all the way in, Jonas greets the people around him, some nods, no wonder, and others look at the group curiously. Shortly afterwards, the crowd arrived in front of the elevator and then took the elevator down to the second basement level in two batches.

Walk through a long corridor, next to various rooms such as forensic examination room, infirmary, autopsy room, and at the very end is a cadaver room.

“In fact, the coroner has come to see it in the afternoon, and the cause of death is fairly clear, but according to the procedure, the day after tomorrow, a detailed forensic report will be issued, which can be sent to the funeral home about three days later, and that day coincides with Christmas...”

“I hope to have the earliest possible day, Mr. Jonas. ”

“Of course, I will try to coordinate with the forensic physician. ”

The detective nodded and then led the people into the room where the bodies were stored. Since the outside world was also in the cold winter, the low temperature in the storage room did not bring more chill. Soon, the detective turned to the number and opened the cryogenic iron coffin surrounding them, showing twenty bodies to the public.

“Mr. D'Amico, you can see that this is a preliminary test report of 20 people, each with a different way of dying, blades, heavy objects… it could be a wooden stick striking directly in the head… two of them have been directly torn off the neck, one person has been hit in the chest severely, almost the entire chest has been trapped, and another has been shot, we can probably see that many people have done it in that moment, and the strangest thing is that seven people were shot, all by their own pistols. There was no blood on the scene, no extra bullets...”

“Impossible...” Smith frowned, "Twenty of them with guns on them, even if they ambushed a lot of people, they shouldn't have been able to grab everyone's guns as soon as they came out and kill them...”

“So we feel weird, too.” Detective Jonas nodded and lifted the canvas off a corpse, "You see, Tom, you know, even I knew that his single-handedly abilities were always good, and it turns out that he pulled out a pistol at the time, but his right hand was broken directly in the joint, and then he was pointed at his own temple in the most distorted way, shot to death, and his pistol was just one shot and held in his own hand. ”

Looking at the people's faces, Jonaston said: “I think you all know what this means. At the moment he pulled the gun, someone rushed in, one hand held the gun at the same time as him, the other hand directly broke his arm joint, and then shot him... because of the snow, the guns on them had been subjected to a special silencing procedure, and the people outside the street didn't notice these sounds. ”

“This is outrageous.” One of the people around said, "Tom was strong as a cow, no one could break his hand with a punch, and he didn't have time to shoot. ”

“No, someone can.” For a moment of silence, Smith nodded, "Joseph could, and... you see Donald's chest, it's recessed, his sternum is completely shattered, it's a lateral wound, not a stick, it's the most powerful sweeper, a truly top boxer, that can break a pillar, even a wall... Joseph can do it. ”

Jonas nodded as well: "But the problem is that he couldn't kill 20 people in an instant, and even where 20 Josephs were ambushed, there was no guarantee that their pistols would be uniformed as soon as they were pulled out, and they would be destroyed by twisting their pistols. ”

“There is no such thing as an unwarranted thing in the world.” At this point, John D'Amico, who has been watching the material and listening to others, has spoken, "the confusion we have raised can only prove that the other person is doing perfectly. ”

“So what do we do?” Smith asked.

Damico silenced for a moment: "The Chinese kid as bait, you know what he's all about? ”

“The results of the investigation were only ordinary people. There was no way to conduct a deeper investigation. After Tang Jingyao's incident, the Chinese government has been very vigilant to us, so the news there is very confusing.” Smith hesitated for a moment, "but he was said to be a friend of Marilyn's mother and daughter in China, a few years ago. ”

“A few years ago, I was still investigating that, remember?” D'Amico nodded, he was also one of the most senior members of the Gambino family a few years ago, so when Little Gautti gave way, he rationally became a new godfather, “that thing should be led by the Chinese government, especially in the case of Salier in the past few years, we were too ambitious about China, thus aroused the vigilance of the Chinese government, Tang Jingyao, the matter is also presumably detected by the Chinese government early in the morning, so on that time, we solved it by dark means and saved Marilyn's mother and daughter...”

Walking past a corpse of varying death forms, Damico's fingers tapped gently on the steel frame where the corpse was placed: "Now, the five families will not allow a full-scale war to break out. ”

And when the people do not speak, they set their eyes on him, and they know that it is time for him to make a decision.

“I have just taken over this position, and it is impossible to provoke everyone, trying to show goodwill and pull them together is the same principle, but 20 people are dead, if we are silent like this, we will not have any place in the United States in the future, everyone will know that John Damico is a pussy...”

“So… I know you're ready, and I want Old Victor to pay enough from now on until everyone reacts, and I'm going to give you two days, the night after tomorrow, until this time on the 23rd, and everything has to stop, and then I can hear the rest of the family screaming, and the 24th is Christmas, and I'm going to apologize to Old Victor. ”

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9pm.

The lights of New York City at night are a bit sober and elegant in this white spot with brightly lit cities, rivers of vehicles and heavy snow.

Soft music was playing in the room, Ahern and the woman she called Mama were sorting out things in bed, mostly cosmetics and clothes that she bought after arriving in the United States, but it looked amazing.

“I really hate that the heavy snow didn't stop the plane today. I'm also amused. I actually promised you, hey, Ahern, I beg you, even if you have to go, you have to give me a reason to get over it. At least, when your father scolds me, I also balance my mind...”

While tidying up the cosmetics, Xiao Ma was very upset to beep aside, maybe because she was the stepmother after all, she could never refuse the serious request of Ahern, you can imagine, this time to send Ahern to the United States she was the person in charge, if she went back like this, there would not be a beating and cursing situation in Zhang Jingan's cultivation, but no reason could be given, there was still some dissatisfaction in her heart, and it was inevitable that she would have to come back for a while. Especially in the case of her stepmother, it is said to be deliberately unfavourable to Ahern's condition that the taboo is the greatest.

Knowing the difficulty in her heart, Ahern walked over from one side and graciously embraced her from the back: “Okay, I know, Mom, but the real reason can't be said, life is at stake, we've had murders in the morning, that's the best reason, I'll convince Dad. ”

“We have a bodyguard, there will be no problem at the hospital all the time. Besides, that matter has not been investigated yet. If you stay for two more days, the hospital will give you a better treatment...”

“So I can't really say why......”

“Okay, okay, I'm scared of you, alas...” glanced at her and mommy laughed helplessly, "I owe you in my last life! ”

“Well, Mama, you take care of these babies. I went out to check the road conditions. ”

Laughing out the door, I heard Ma say, "Why don't you stop flying the plane...” I couldn't help but laugh. Standing in the corridor, the neon flashed out of the huge glass window, the traffic of the car, the light flowed uncertainly, about to leave the metropolitan city, thinking that Jiaming had been following himself, suddenly it was as if he had been relieved, the baggage of the drenched dam that had been on his mind all morning was completely gone.

However, where are you hiding... your eyes are searching in the snow, but eventually nothing is found. She thinks faintly: When you get back, you can't find a reason to disappear from me...

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It seems that the outbreak of this kind of thing really doesn't suit me. The inspiration is almost exhausting. Once I stop, I can't find the feeling at all. Those two days of crazy code words, I actually pressed the space key on the keyboard completely too. It was really Lushan Falls Khan. I bought a new one yesterday, and my hands weren't quite right. This chapter stayed up for another night, only 3,000 words...

Well, it looks like in the future, let's just take it easy. Of course, if one day suddenly goes crazy, maybe we'll try another two days of punching. Mm-hmm. Anyway... it's terrible... there's still palpitations in my heart. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)