Chapter 152: French police also work overtime (please collect and recommend)
Chapter 152 French police also work overtime (please collect, recommend and vote, please vote monthly)
Xu Chuan took out a standard SIG516 with a 14.5-inch barrel and tried it on his shoulder. "I always feel that the 5.56 caliber is not powerful enough. I still like the 7.62 full-power bullet."
He misses his FAL very much now. The sound of 7.62×51 bullets indoors can make people’s ears bleed. Sometimes even shock bombs are omitted, and it is powerful enough that ordinary body armor cannot stop it. Use a metal folding butt. , sturdy and durable, and feels extremely smooth when used to hit people.
“Then let someone send a few MK17s over, so that everyone can get familiar with them.” This matter was settled.
The four Smiths were sent away after that. As for whether Albert would really give sleeping pills to his lifelong enemy Modoc, it is not known.
The Paris police headquarters is working overtime all night, which is not common in France. "Emilia, your coffee." Garrett walked into the office and put the coffee cup in his hand on the table.
“I was sorting out information. The higher-ups just issued an order to hand over this case to the Territorial Surveillance Bureau.” Amelia didn’t even have time to raise her head.
Garrett whistled, "You can't get off work then." He has been working overtime almost every day recently.
“You don’t seem to care much about this case.” Amelia finally noticed her partner’s negative behavior.
“What’s there to be worried about? The ones who died are all the scum of the gang.” Garrett pulled up a chair and sat next to the desk.
Amelia shook her head and decided not to pay attention to her partner who had a strong sense of justice. She was going to finish the work at hand and might be able to go home early today.
“Amelia, this is Agent Macon from the Territorial Surveillance Bureau.” A colleague from the police station brought a middle-aged man in casual clothes to Amelia’s office.
She handed the compiled information to Macon, "Most of the identification results have not been released yet, you need to rush them yourself."
Macon frowned and looked at Amelia without saying anything. He simply thanked her, took the information and left quickly.
“Oh, is DST’s treatment so good now?” Garrett sat aside and turned to look at Macon’s back.
“How do you say it?”, Amelia, who was packing her things to get off work, asked absently.
“His clothes and leather shoes are all custom-made, costing at least six figures.” Garrett stood up with a joking expression on his face, “This guy seems to have collected a lot of dirty money.”
“Maybe he already has money?” Amelia picked up her bag and was about to walk outside.
“Ha, rich people stay up late at night and come here to work overtime?”
Henry Macon didn’t know that he had become the topic of chatting between the two policemen. He wanted to send the information back quickly. Of course, if it wasn’t his immediate boss’s intention, he wouldn’t have come here in the middle of the night.
“Isabelle, you go to bed first, I have to work overtime today.” Jean-Claude Pitel, the deputy director of DST, was explaining to his wife on the phone in the office, “Okay, dear, go to bed.”
Seeing that Macon was already outside the door, he hung up the phone first, "Macon, have you got it?"
Macon handed over the documents in the bag, "I got it. The identification results haven't come out yet. You know how many things need to be identified in the past two days."
Looking up at the serious eyes of his deputy director, Agent Macon immediately changed his tone, "I will urge them to get the results as soon as possible."
Pitel opened the file, looked at various photos of the scene, and frowned, "Did Foragirl do it this time?"
"I asked the police on duty. Judging from the shell casings left at the scene, the weapons used this time were very mixed, and someone nearby heard the attackers speaking Russian." Macon could see the mood of his boss. Not very good, try to be as concise as possible to tell what you know.
Pitel sat behind his desk and was deep in thought. He was not worried about the fighting between gangs. I believe the politicians above thought so too, but they were very worried about this inexplicable anti-human trafficking organization.
There are similar organizations, but others only need to find clues and ultimately rely on the police for rescue, and now Foragirl's execution ability is really amazing.
They are only targeting human traffickers now, but who can guarantee whether they will target customers who have purchased goods and services in the future? If they feel that buying and selling is the same crime, will they also kill all these buyers?
Now that some people have requested that this organization be listed as a terrorist organization, it means that some people above are already afraid.
The arrested Patrice St. Clair was engaged in high-end business, and his customers were all respectable people. The number of people who asked me about this person's whereabouts today was almost double digits. What did Foragirl and those people know? Are there any remaining videos on the Internet? These are all unknowns.
If so, what will they do with the other parts? Threatening, blackmailing, or preparing to kill all the remaining people like those gangsters? These questions have kept many people awake at night, and it is undeniable that Foragirl has set off a storm of terror in certain circles of Paris's upper echelons.
Peter shook his head, "Let's investigate secretly. Let's ask the Russians tomorrow if they did it?"
"Even if it is, they won't admit it." Although Macon felt that there would be no gains, he still agreed.
"That website, let's end it first. Almost all the Albanians involved have been cleared. Others, I have no obligation to help France fight corruption. The few policemen released before are enough to make them think that we still have something on our hands. is the most beneficial.”
Xu Chuan and Nikita discussed it and felt that the website could be put there first to attract everyone's attention. Anyway, with Birkhoff's technology, there is no problem in letting Umbrella hide behind the scenes. The important thing is that it can The direction of the investigation has misled many people.
“There is basically no other information about Zakayev. You can just stroll around Paris and treat it like a vacation.” Xu Chuan stood between Nikita and Michael, holding their shoulders.
Seeing Michael's unkind eyes, Xu Chuan took the initiative to raise his hand and let go of his girlfriend, "OK, I hope you can disguise yourself. You are illegally entering the country now."
"You don't need to remind you about these things. Each of us is more experienced than you. Just take care of yourself." Nikita glanced at Xu Chuan and scorned him with her **** voice.
"Heh, a group of wanted criminals, what's there to be proud of?" How could Xu Chuan give up on this?
Nikita took out her phone and found a photo, with a charming smile on her face, "Then first, tell me who this girl is?"
Xu Chuan glanced at the photo of himself walking with Alsha on the beach in Tijuana. Looking at the composition, which looked like a murder scene, he knew it was secretly taken by Curtis.
(End of this chapter)