Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 133 Chapter 151: American Stopping, LAPD, Testifying to You (5 more)

Elsa: “I'm a fucking LAPD, okay? ”

Luke: "Can they still see the words on your ID? Just shake it and threaten them with parking. ”

Elsa did it with suspicion.

As a result, the A8 slipped faster at first sight when Elsa lit her badge.

Elsa: "Belle, go ahead and stop, I'm gonna force them to stop. ”

Bell: “What the hell? You don't want me to pull over in American style, do you? ”

Elsa: "... you're a taxi. I mean, I get out of the car and I pull them over, okay? ”

Bell said, “No problem, you watch. ”

A moment later, Elsa stood in the middle of the road, holding a gun and showing her police ID, indicating that Vanessa was pulling over.

Vanessa frowned and stepped on the throttle at her feet, but was never able to raise her speed to the highest.

This speed rushes past and it's hard to avoid being hit by each other.

Elsa is not a very merciful man, nor can a very merciful man stay with the Homicide Unit.

Seeing that the target was still not slowing down, she fired.

Boom, boom, boom!

Four shots at a time.

Vanessa's car twisted, and two bullets hit two mirrors, knocking them out.

Luke was a little embarrassed, but once again, he pointed the gun out of the rear window at the A8.

He was shooting at Elsa's tempo, making up for two shots.

So, two mirrors escaped with half his credit.

Vanessa bit her teeth, and if the car hadn't twisted that, those two shots might have hit her upper body.

Looking at that cold-faced policewoman a few dozen meters away, Vanessa finally dared not gamble again.

The closer you get, the higher your opponent's hit rate, and it's definitely coming for her driver.

She twisted the steering wheel violently, and with the fast movement under her feet, the whole car came with a huge swing tail, turning directly one hundred and eighty degrees, always driving.

Elsa put the gun down: "Go, Belle, follow them slowly, don't push too hard. ”

Since the other party chooses to go back, that's easy.

Luke and she have pushed each other back and provided each other with a position so long as they do not escape the boundaries of New York City, they can only blame the NYPD for their incompetence.

Elsa's phone rings right now, and there's a woman's voice across the street: "I'm Marta, NYPD Chief of Serious Crimes. Is this Agent Elsa? ”

Elsa: “Yes. ”

Marta: "We're on our way to your position. How's it going? ”

Elsa looked at the A8 that was still driving back not far away: "Everything is still under control. ”

There seemed to be two arguments, and Belet's voice sounded, "Elsa, what the hell are you doing? I received information that Sergei was there, and there was a shootout with the bank robbers, and if he ran away, you were to be held fully accountable. ”

Elsa looked in the mirror at Luke, who was lazy, and there was this absurdity in her mind: "Oh, Captain Bailett, let's take full responsibility. This case has nothing to do with you, okay? ”

Belet was stuck over there, and Marta was even more dissatisfied.

Marta, the sheriff of Serious Crimes, specializes in bank robberies, and she doesn't care about the discrepancies between Belet and these two LAPDs, and she has to make sure they're solved.

Now everything is still in chaos, and Belet's doing it in such a bad way.

To shirk responsibility or grab credit, it is also necessary to wait for the case to be determined or the person to be caught.

Now that the man and the money have not been seen, both of them are even on their way out of town, and Belet chose this time to make a threat, which is ridiculous.

Marta grabbed a phone call: "Agent Elsa, that's Sheriff Bellet's personal attitude, not ours. Let's just say the bank robbers. How are they? ”

Elsa looked forward again: "Well, they're on their way to Queens, New York City. ”

Marta: What?

Elsa: "We just got in front of them and successfully pushed them back. If you're on your way, you better keep an eye out. Don't miss it. ”

Marta: "Ah? What kind of car are they driving? ”

Not far from here, Elsa got off with four long legs, quickly pulled a Mercedes-Benz over, kicked a man out of the car, and drove off in a smoke.

And she just said, "Well, they just got a black Mercedes-Benz S-Class, and it's going a little fast, so just be careful, don't let them run away. Our cars aren't so good, we can't catch them, we have to leave them to you. ”

Belle somehow opened her eyes and revealed her old white eyes: When did I lose my car? My baby car is so boring!

But Luke in the back row gave Elsa a thumb, and Bell immediately realized that they must be lying.

She asked Luke with her eyes, Ruckby paddled down and asked Bell to stop next to the Audi A8.

Luke got out of the car and circled around the A8.

But the lucky bastard who was robbed of Mercedes-Benz by the Big Legs was calling there: "Honey, I'm not lying to you. I just got my new car, it's not back yet, and it was stolen from this side of New York. I don't know, they left an A8 to steal my car. Ah, isn't it pretty? What does that have to do with beauty? The four of them pointing guns at my head? No, no, honey, I really didn't go to the tempting nightclub, they were carrying real guns...”

Luke laughed and walked over and said, "Sir, can I help you with a little? ”

The man raised his head blankly: "Ah? ”

Luke grabbed his cell phone at random: "Hello, I'm a police officer, and I can testify that this gentleman was just robbed by a group of robbers. If you don't believe me, just watch the evening news, and the guy who took his car is the bank robber who's been in Manhattan three times in a row lately. ”

After that, he threw his phone back at the man.

The man stunned for a moment and finally was happy: "Honey, do you believe me? What? That's not my friend, that's not a dramatist, he's really from New York... the police?” Speaking of which, he also became suspicious.

Where did NYPD get such a young cop?

Luke laughed and pulled out the officer ID and lit up: "LAPD! ”

Man: …

There's a woman screaming from the microphone: "Bastard, are you lying to me? A West Coast cop came to the East Coast to testify for you? Go to hell! I'm going to divorce you. ”

Man listens to hang up and look at Luke smiling: … FUXK!

Luke also heard, shrugging his shoulders: "If she's ever seen the evening news and doubted you, then you should really think about it. After all, you were really robbed by bank robbers, and I was really a cop. ”

It took a long time for a man to say, "Thank you. ”

Luke, wave to Bell over there.