Legendary FBI Detective

The jet-black SUV speeds along the road.

"Just now, there was a gun battle over Coney Island!"

Mona on the phone was very anxious:

"The caller, a retired NYPD who was there relaxing and playing with his kids, said there were two people who fired the shots."

“Son of better than eating!”

Lacey's complexion turned black instantly, and she asked:

"Was Early Lewis the one who shot? What the hell is going on?"

"Sorry, I don't know either!"

Mona on the other end of the phone said that the police did not say that she was trying to get the surveillance cameras in the amusement facilities in Coney Island.

Turning the steering wheel and stepping on the accelerator, under the astonished eyes of Ryder and the SWAT action team, Roan Blade overtook them and left them far behind.

"If I'm not mistaken,"

Driving the SUV through the traffic on the road at low speed, Roan frowned and thought about it, then said:

"It should be that the mastermind behind the scenes sent someone to kill Early Lewis to silence him."

"What?"

Lacey and Mona were slightly taken aback when they heard the words, but after thinking about it, this seemed to be the most reasonable guess.

But Lacey still has some doubts:

"Isn't Early Lewis the head and leader of [Black Mamba-7] in the New York area?"

"You also said, it's the New York area."

Roan's face remained unchanged:

"The Organized Crime Investigation Bureau is preparing to prosecute a total of 141 people involved in the New York branch of the Black Mamba-7 organization.

In this case, Early Lewis' position must have been unstable long ago. "

The internal rules of most gang organizations in the Federation are very simple:

Those who can go up, those who are defeated go down.

The position of the person in charge of the New York area is full of luxuries and high status... There must be many people who have been staring at Early Lewis' ass, waiting for the critical moment to kill the Millennium.

Lacey nodded and suddenly realized, Mona on the phone said again:

"Roan, the shootout over there just ended, how long will it take for you to get to Coney Island?"

"It's here!"

"What?"

As soon as Mona's words fell, Roan stepped on the brakes and parked the SUV to the side of the road, then pressed the communicator and said loudly:

"Ryder and all SWAT members, when you arrive at Coney Island, immediately block all exits in this area!"

"clear!"

"knew!"

"very good."

Seeing the frantically fleeing families not far away, Roan grabbed a guy in a staff uniform, asked the direction of the gunshots, and immediately rushed over with Lacey.

"Lacey, you are left and you are right! Always be vigilant!"

"no problem!"

Following the guidance of the staff just now, Roan and Lacey quickly walked to the place where the shootout happened just now.

One is not considered remote, it is located in the middle of a small forest, and there is a merry-go-round amusement facility with a sign under maintenance.

At this time, the sign being repaired has fallen to the ground. Lacey carefully inspected the grass not far away, while Roan was holding a Glock 18 and approached slowly in a vigilant posture, and found that there were two bullets pierced on it. hole.

Carefully inspecting the surrounding scene, Roan suddenly saw a small bloodstain and a few bullet casings on the chair next to him for resting. He frowned slightly and immediately moved quickly in the direction of the bloodstain on the ground.

"Lacy, come with me!"

"OK!"

Not far away, the blood stains came to a square house similar to a power distribution room.

Lacey also saw the blood on the ground at this time. While frowning, Roan wrinkled his nose slightly. After sniffing carefully, he immediately smelled a stronger smell of blood.

Waving their hands, Lacey and Roan leaned on both sides of the door, looked at each other, and Roan kicked the door open with a Glock 18 in hand.

The two walked into the power distribution room slowly, and a black male corpse leaning against the wall with his eyes wide open appeared in front of them.

Seeing the corpse, Lacey frowned:

"It's not Early Lewis."

Bending down to briefly check around the black man's body, Roan found that besides the pistol held by the black man, there were two 9mm bullets that did not belong to this pistol, but M9 pistols.

"It's not Early Lewis."

Roan nodded, got up and said:

"He should be the killer who was sent to kill Early."

But Early Lewis, who relied on his killer skills, was obviously stronger than the black man in front of him. Not only did he see through this guy's purpose, but he also killed the guy who killed him.

Roan licked his lips, and his heart beat slightly higher.

An interesting guy.

After receiving the 9mm bullet for the M9 pistol that Roan handed over, Lacey pursed her lips with an ugly expression on her face:

"It's not too far from the exits from Coney Island. Early Lewis may have escaped here."

"No, he just left here."

Roan shook his head. The blood on the ground has not yet solidified, the wound on the chest of the corpse is still bleeding, and there is still a faint smell of gunpowder smoke in the air at the door of the house. These all indicate that Earle just left Not long here.

Lacey wrinkled her nose and sniffed carefully, but she didn't smell gunpowder smoke. Her brows were slightly frowned, and she didn't quite believe Roan's analysis.

Now that the situation is urgent, Luo An is too lazy to explain. He quickly walked out of the power distribution room. He carefully observed the terrain here, and found out that there are two paths suitable for the killer to escape.

Frowning slightly, Roan suddenly thought of the [Tracking Potion] prescribed by the system before, and before Lacey came out of the house, he immediately took it out, opened it, and poured it into his mouth.

Holding the M9 bullet he picked up from the ground just now, a light blue figure suddenly appeared in front of Roan's eyes, clutching his arms and running quickly to the path on the left.

Roan grinned when he saw this, stepped on the ground with his right foot, and rushed towards the left path like a cannonball, shouting loudly at the same time:

"Lacey! Contact the SWAT team and focus on blocking the two exits on the northeast side of Coney Island!"

"What? Why?"

Lacey, who was examining the corpse in the room, was puzzled when she heard this, and hurried out of the room to inquire, only to find that Roan had completely disappeared.

"Damn it, Roan is getting faster and faster!"

Lacey's eyelids twitched. Although she still doubted Roan's judgment, she hurriedly pressed the communicator:

"SWAT Action Team! I'm Lacey!"

On the other side, Roan, who was fully armed, followed the light blue figure, and rushed to a small square on the northeast side of Coney Island at an extremely fast speed under the astonished eyes of passers-by.

Mona from a distance saw Roan through surveillance, and hurriedly asked:

"Roan, what did you find?"

Luo An didn't answer. At this time, there were four SWAT members blocking the exit, carefully checking every passerby who wanted to leave here.

At this moment, the effect of the potion slowly disappeared, and the light blue figure began to disappear slowly.

Roan didn't care either, he could change his clothes and disguise, but the wound on his arm couldn't be healed in a short time.

Walking quickly through the crowd in the square with a serious face, a SWAT team member saw the deputy team leader Luo An and walked over quickly.

Just as the SWAT team was about to speak, Roan's nose moved slightly, his left hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and he slammed fiercely at a father who was holding a little boy in his arms beside the SWAT team.

Seeing this, Mona, who was checking the surveillance system, shrank her pupils and hurriedly covered her mouth.

Sensing the sound of the wind coming from their ears, the SWAT team members were stunned and hurriedly prepared to speak.

Seeing that Luo An's target was actually a passer-by's father, several passers-by in the square suddenly widened their eyes and were about to shout.

Before everyone could say anything, the passer-by's father looked very ugly, and suddenly blocked the head of the child in his arms in front of Luo An's fist.