Super Detective in the Fictional World

“Suspicious targets have been identified.” A reminder came from Selina.

Luke looked at the surveillance, and a Chevrolet SUV parked on the west side of the venue by the highway was marked by Selena.

This Chevrolet has neither entered nor left the parking lot, which is a little far from the entrance to the parking lot and is generally not there for waiting.

This distance is outside the danger range of the X-bomb in the parking lot.

At the same time, the drone detected that the vehicle had been modified to isolate the heat source detection and that the film on the window was also dark black, completely invisible to the inside.

Luke's brain switched and said, “Find two patrol teams immediately, check the people in the car, let our guys be vigilant, and watch out for the people in the car firing directly. ”

It doesn't matter if Chevrolet escapes, the police prefer to turn their backs on their suspects.

While this means a bit of a bush soldier, a little oolong is better than letting go of the clue at the moment of the crisis.

The concert was extremely high in size, and the police department mobilized a lot of police without using it for nothing.

Luke waited quietly outside, less than two minutes before the suspicious Chevrolet of two patrol cars rushed to the west highway.

He frowned: Selena and the gold were actually in the police car.

“Wait for the patrol to check, you pull the gun directly from the side of the car and stay out of the way.” He told Selena.

Under these circumstances, it is unwise for the police to approach each other's vehicles collectively, staggering their positions and forming a surrounding posture, which can exert more pressure on people in the Chevrolet.

The location of the two patrol police vehicles is also relevant.

The front and rear of the two police cars jammed directly in front of the Chevrolet.

The rear car made a sudden turn after rushing past the Chevrolet and circled behind the Chevrolet, forming a front and rear clamping position.

Traffic jammed police cars are off the road, about seven or eight metres from the Chevrolet SUV.

The police car at the rear of the traffic jam stopped at the edge of the appearance, and the angle was staggered from front to back and from left to right.

The police car at the rear of the Chevrolet came down two patrol officers, who were under Serena's command, did not come forward, opened the front door as a cover, and the gun was raised.

The weapon in their hands was the M4A1, not the pistol.

Serena used the staggered position of a police car and a Chevrolet to quickly lean against the rear of the car, holding a Remington shotgun that had just been evened from other officers.

Within a distance of more than 10 metres, the gun has more deterrence than a rifle.

The two patrol officers who came down from the police car at Chevrolet's head also hid behind the front door with guns.

The co-pilot pulled the microphone outside and shouted: "LAPD, the person on the license plate xxxxxx Chevrolet, listen, please raise your hands immediately, slowly open the door, get out of the car and undergo a preliminary examination. ”

The two people on the Chevrolet looked stunned and frowned.

Just a brief silence, the middle-aged white man in the co-pilot said, “Get out of the car. ”

Young white driver with a calm face: "Is that okay? ”

The middle-aged man answered with no concern: "Oh, don't worry, we're here to investigate! ”

Young people don't say much, either. Get out of the car.

Faced with several gunshots, both men were calm, keeping their hearts tight and shouting immediately: “Get down, hands on your head, on the ground. ”

The middle-aged man laughed, slightly raising a badge in his hand and opening it: "FBI, what can I do to help you? Officer.”

The patrol officers stunned, and the two men in the back of the car even looked at Selena voluntarily.

Selena was normal, her attention remained focused, and the gun in her hand did not mean to be removed from both of them.

She's still a knee crusher in Los Angeles, and now she's wearing a LAPD badge!

But with this insertion, the patrol officers finally went up to one person, checked the documents of two people in turn, and even searched the front desk for the identification number, and found no problems.

The patrol was a little embarrassed, but asked: "Agent Garrett, Agent Ward, hello. May I ask, what are you doing here? ”

The middle-aged man still smiled carelessly and handpicked up his badge wallet: "We're investigating the case, you know the specific case. ”

Of course the patrol cops do.

The local police don't like the FBI meddling in their own cases, and the FBI certainly doesn't like the fact that the local police are fingering their own cases.

If not necessary, the details of the respective work will certainly not be provided to each other.

The patrol officer walked back and gave Selena an inquisitive look.

She just nodded slightly and waited for the police car in front to start turning around before she put the shotgun back in the car.

Looking at the two patrol cars leaving, the middle-aged man was very excited: "Have you noticed the detective? ”

Young man: "The one who keeps pointing the gun at us? ”

The middle-aged man opened the door and sat up: “This woman is the commander of these policemen, and she is very vigilant. If she wanted to clean up these cops, she would have shot us first, so don't be too impulsive. ”

“If I did, I would have chosen to shoot her the first time.” The young man closed the door and spoke calmly.

The middle-aged shrugged: "But that's a big risk, and it's not necessary, right? ”

At this point, the text message prompted the sound, and he pulled out his phone and looked at it. He stunned: “Hmm? ”

Young man: “What's wrong? ”

The middle-aged man frowned: "The activation command has been issued, but no running signal has been received over there to see the surveillance on the Basel side. ”

The young man manipulated on the console and appeared on a display… pitch of black.

“No visual. Surveillance malfunction on the X-bomb?” Young people also frown.

The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and was about to say something, and saw a Ford van coming from the parking lot at a slow speed, then parked across the street, quiet.

The van is now facing the Chevrolet's head, and the front windows are just flat.

While both windows were covered with black patches to keep each other invisible, the two cars and the three of them did look at each other.

On Chevrolet, the faces were a little dark and then a little green.

The middle-aged man turned his head for a moment and said decisively: "Plan cancelled, retreat. ”

The young man also immediately stopped, but waited more than ten seconds before driving the car onto the road, slowly accelerating in a normal way, away from the Ford van.

In the mirror, the van did not continue to move, and both were forced to exhale.

People don't know what's in that Ford van, but they do.

The X bullet in the van was made by the young man himself, and the middle-aged man transferred it to an organization.

The text message that the middle-aged people had just received was that another person responsible for activating the X-bomb was informing them that a regular activation instruction for the X-bomb had been issued.