Chapter 808 The murderer is real, but so is the certificate

"Report, a rape and murder occurred at 4946 Pierce Street. It initially looked like a burglary. There were two bodies at the scene, a man and a woman."

"Police car No. 7-A-15 will be responding to the incident at 4946 Pierce Street."

"7-A-26 requested to go."

"7-A-26 on standby, 7-A-26 continues to patrol."

"7-A-26 received."

After saying his lines according to the pre-discussed script, Jack put down the walkie-talkie with a nostalgic expression on his face. This call sign had not been used for a long time, and it reminded him of the "happy" time in the LAPD.

Meanwhile, the conversation on the police channel continued.

"Inform the medical examiner to the scene, 4946 Pierce Street."

At this time, Jiejie, who was wearing tight-fitting sportswear and with a mobile phone tied to her arm, ran past Jack's plainclothes police car parked on the roadside and winked at him.

"Be professional, little girl, the other party may show up at any time."

Jack coughed lightly and looked at the time. It was 8pm. Running at night in a neighborhood with relatively good security at this time was not out of the ordinary. However, Jiejie's figure and appearance were too outstanding and she had already dismissed several waves of people trying to strike up a conversation. Son.

If anyone really drives around the surrounding blocks tonight, they will be surprised to find that there will be a lot of beautiful single girls nearby, either running at night, picking up things in the backyard, or picking up themselves in the driveway car trunk.

A total of 10 groups of female police officers and the two-person plainclothes team that protected them were "fishing" in the surrounding two blocks with the so-called "murder case" address just reported on the radio as the center.

In addition, there are dozens of plainclothes police officers and FBI field agents like Jack ambushing at various intersections and main roads. In view of the murderer's behavior of pretending to be a federal agent, in order to prevent misunderstandings, all FBI agents present have made an agreement in advance. signal.

As time passed by, Jack carefully observed every vehicle passing him through the front window and rearview mirror, especially some of them that deliberately lowered their speed.

It is unlikely that the killer was on foot, and as the night wore on, the streets became increasingly sparse.

Jack glanced at Jiejie who was doing stretching exercises on the steps. The curves were too alluring, and he couldn't help but look helpless, "Honey, go inside, it's almost 10 o'clock."

It's a bit late at this time. Don't look back. The murderer didn't attract him, but he did attract some kind of pervert. If it causes any big noise, it will be troublesome.

Jiejie glanced in the direction of Jack's car intentionally or unintentionally, and then opened the door and entered the house. Not long after, as the lights came on, a graceful figure was projected on the curtains.

Jack curled his lips and was about to pick up the phone to ask about other people's situation. Suddenly there was a burst of chaotic noise from the radio, followed by Tim's loud call and a series of gunshots.

"Officer down! Officer down!"

"There was a firefight! It's that son of a bitch!"

Jack's heart tightened, and he immediately started the plainclothes police car, drove forward a few dozen meters and then stopped suddenly at the door of the house that Jiejie had just entered.

"What happened?" Jiejie hurriedly ran out and had already changed into formal clothes.

"It's John and Tim." Jack didn't waste any more words, picked her up and sped towards the location Tim reported.

The sirens nearby rang out, and all the police cars in ambush nearby turned on their sirens and lights and rushed towards the location Tim reported on the radio, just like Jack.

With a squeal of tires scraping against the road, Jack, who was the first to arrive, opened the car door, jumped out of the car and rushed towards John, who was lying next to the car, with Jiejie following closely behind him.

Angela was trying to lift John up and check his injuries. Not far away, there was another person lying down next to another dark blue Ford Crown car. Tim was pointing a gun at the other person and kicked away a pistol on the ground with his feet. .

"Hey, old man, don't let anything happen to you." Jack rushed to John and gave him a treatment, and then found that this guy seemed to be fine.

"Ahem. I'm fine." After untying his body armor with the help of Jack and Angela, John nervously touched his chest and then all over his body before letting out a long sigh of relief.

Angela picked up the body armor and shook it. A deformed bullet fell to the ground. There was a bullet hole in the middle of the chest, but the bullet was blocked by the insert plate on the soft bulletproof armor.

Jack pulled the old rookie up from the ground and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He said to himself that this guy was indeed a "trouble magnet" with the same physique as himself, or even worse.

With him present, this guy can still run into the suspect before him, giving him proper protagonist treatment.

"It's him. He has a spider web tattoo on his neck." Tim looked back at everyone with a nervous look on his face. Seeing that John was probably fine, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

A group of police officers arrived at this time, and police cars with flashing police lights surrounded the scene. Jack patted John on the shoulder, asked him to rest against the car, and walked to Tim's side.

"What happened? How did John get shot?"

Tim looked helpless, "That guy's acting skills are so good, and he's not targeting Angela, but the one who's several houses away."

As he spoke, he bent down, reached out and took out a wallet from the inner pocket of the suit, looked at it and handed it to Jack.

"He stopped the car on the side of the road and walked straight to the house. He behaved very normally. We didn't recognize him immediately at the time, at least it didn't arouse my alertness. He was like someone's boyfriend who came to visit us.

However, John felt that he was a little suspicious, at least his clothes matched your description, so he got out of the car and prepared to question him. "

At this time, John also staggered over with the support of Angela and Jiejie, "Yes, I asked him if he lived here, and then he announced his identity and said he was the FBI, which immediately aroused my interest. vigilance."

"A gunfight broke out right after?" Jack looked at the location he was pointing at. The old rookie was lucky. He only received one shot at such a close distance.

"I flashed my police badge and asked him to show his ID. By this time we were very close to each other. When he turned his head, I noticed the spider web tattoo on his neck.

We drew our guns at the same time, and the guy drew his gun from his waist and fired rapidly. When he hit me, my gun had just been pulled out of the holster. "After John finished speaking, he looked frightened.

This was an encounter with the American style of drawing a gun. John was not unjustly shot. He was out of the protection of his teammates. He knew that the opponent was suspicious but was still so close. It was really a good chance that nothing happened.

"He was also shot by John, staggered to his car, and was shot dead by me." Tim glared at John, who had realized that he had made a mistake.

Angela angrily punched John in the chest where he had been shot. The pain made the guy scream, "You may not be so lucky next time."

Jack checked the ID in the wallet Tim handed him and said in a surprised tone, "Guys, this guy's FBI ID seems to be real."