Super Detective in the Fictional World

For John McLane, the super straight man, Luke and I could only say a few words of comfort, and when he was free to go out and have a drink, he got up and drove to the crime scene last night.

When she got out of the parking lot, Selena couldn't help but sigh: “How did he get to his wife? ”

Luke: "It's easy to choose marriage, but marriage has to last forever. Let's just say they do love each other, but they can't get along. ”

If Selena nodded thoughtfully and didn't say anything about it, she looked at the file in her hand.

A moment later, she shouted, “Who did this? The means are so cruel. ”

Luke: “John Wick is still hiding in the Continental Hotel. It's definitely not him. Check it out. ”

They've been staring at the Continental Hotel for two days, and John's been taking care of his injuries, and he hasn't come out at all.

That's why the two of them first made sure the new case wasn't a John Wick pen.

Selena: “It's not the right style either. The fact that the attackers used extremely fierce firepower outside the windows to cover shooting and screened more than a dozen members of the Irish gang in the house is also very different from John Wick's technique, which seems to be mercenary habit. ”

Luke nodded as he glanced at the pictures on the central control screen: "A more typical mercenary technique, simple and brutal. What's more troublesome is that he didn't even clean up his body, which is why it was so bad. ”

This massacre, NYPD is not nervous.

At the crime scene in Clinton District, looking at this riverside warehouse, Luke stepped out of the car and said, “These guys are smart, too, hiding at the pier, probably sneaking back by boat a few days ago, no wonder they haven't been seen lately. ”

Selena shook her head and sighed, “Why not? Why bitter! ”

These Irish gangs are the same people who were cleaned up by the two of them.

Unfortunately, they escaped the V of romantic homicide, but not the battlefield butchers of the shooting rain, and these wretched bastards even fell into the bloodstream in gauze plaster.

It's not good to hide in a place like New Jersey to heal your wounds. If you sneak back, you must be trying to do something. Then you die! Selena spits in her heart about these bastards.

The officers in the vicinity showed their badges and the two walked into the scene.

They were both a little surprised to see the scene with all the rubbish and debris.

Selena avoided all the clutter and blood under her feet and said, “How many rounds did this take? ”

There are only preliminary reports in the file, and the number of specific bullets is not counted.

Previously, she thought the forensics were lazy and now she knows it was too much business.

The number of bullet holes scanned in Luke's sunglasses is climbing, slowing down momentarily.

He looked at the number and pulled the corner of his mouth: “Three hundred rounds or more. ”

Selena: "Each of the more than a dozen gang members has several bullet holes, so the attacker punched more than 500 rounds a breath? Does he consider this a Middle East battlefield? ”

Luke: "The attacker used a 5.56mm rifle bullet, and with that firepower, he really thought it was a war. ”

Speaking of which, he couldn't help shaking his head.

This is Manhattan, New York, World Center, and this is going to be a big deal.

Selena: "That's why we met a super killer, looking for a violent mercenary? ”

The intelligent program has restored part of the scene, indicating that the attacker is likely to have only one person to say so.

Luke walked out of the warehouse and went to his position when he attacked the attacker: "After all, anything can happen in New York, Manhattan. ”

When he said that, he couldn't help but think of some images.

Manhattan, but the “Feng Shui treasure land" beloved by the "Free Demolition of the Universe".

It was just a few years ago with guns, and when some energy cannons and alien warships joined the demolition and relocation office, it was called a buzz.

After patrolling the scene, Luke didn't have much to gain.

The attackers were attacking outside the warehouse, again by the river, and the wind had long blown away all odors.

He's not in a hurry.

Many cases are useless, and what is needed most is time and meticulous follow-up.

They went back to headquarters to find Elsa.

When she heard them coming, Elsa just asked them to wait a moment, and after a phone call, she prompted them to come to her computer and look at it together in less than half an hour.

As she entered the database, she quickly opened several numbered documents: "Based on the characteristics you provided, I asked Lisa to look into similar cases in the last two years and discovered these cases in the second half of last year. Take down the file number and go back and check it out for yourself. ”

"Luke laughed.“ They're all here, boss. Why don't you give them an analysis? ”

Elsa whispered to him, but knew he was trying to keep everyone in touch so they wouldn't slip away: "Okay, look at you guys for bringing me snacks. ”

She spoke briefly about what the cases had in common: "The intervals between these cases and their location, not just in New York City, should be the reason why the cases had not been joined. But you're right, they were probably done by the same group. ”

Luke: “Probably just one person. ”

Elsa stunned: "Alone? ”

She had to look at the files on the computer screen, and there were more than 20 deaths, which could be done by one person... well, there were dozens of guys in front of her.

She just nodded, "In addition to what you said they had in common, they had an obvious thing in common. Mexican cartels, Irish gangs, Hell Angel branches of Hell Rabies, they are all traffickers of contraband drugs and have long run businesses, fighting and cooperating with each other. ”

After a pause, she suggested: "It's no surprise that traffickers get into trouble with nothing. Their hands are too dark and they have many enemies, but most of the victims have no power to retaliate. ”

Luke nodded: “If you mess with someone who doesn't make sense more than they do, it's bad luck for them. ”

Elsa nodded.

Luke's words are reasonable and most likely.

After listening to this streamlined and accurate analysis, Luke got up and stopped interrupting Elsa's work: "Have a dinner tonight? Lisa called to talk about how everyone's Christmas was going. ”

Elsa raised her hand and said, “You can roll. Send me the time and place, and I'll let Lisa know. ”

Luke and the others laughed and walked away.

Elsa didn't go back to Miami on holiday, Christmas was all overtime.

Someone's words are salt on this old Iron Woman's wound.