North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

Because of the shootout.

The business building was in chaos before the police arrived.

Fortunately, under the maintenance of Harry and others and the security of the building, there was no stampede.

Wait until the surrounding policemen arrive one after another.

The people in the whole building began to leave in an orderly manner.

Dean wasn't sure if the miniature model killer had mixed in with the crowd and took the opportunity to escape, so he could only hurry up and interrogate the unconscious hot girl.

Interrogation together.

Don't be afraid of hard talking, not afraid of nonsense, what you are most afraid of is interrogating the kind of people who are still alive.

This kind of person is about to die. It is difficult for some ordinary threats to be effective, and they can't grasp the scale well. It is not appropriate to use psychological pressure.

However, these are not difficult for Dean of L3 of 'Mind Reading'.

Dean asked Chesston to guard the door, while he took out a morphine injection from his pocket and injected it directly into the Spice Girl's neck artery.

This injection method is dangerous but highly effective.

After only waiting for about ten seconds, the hot girl who was in shock let out a soft cry of pain and opened her eyes.

She blinked her eyes in confusion, and it took three or four seconds before she recalled what happened before. She wanted to touch the gun for the first time, but found that her limbs were like broken machines. Although she could feel it, she couldn't. Manipulation, can only be like being paralyzed, barely turning the eyeballs.

Dean sat in front of the hot girl and pinched her cheek: "I have helped you deal with the injury briefly, but you lost a lot of blood. If you don't send it to the hospital as soon as possible, even if you survive, you will become a disabled person." The wretch!"

"You want to know who the architect is from me?"

"Architect?" Dean's eyes moved: "Is this the nickname of the Miniature Killer?"

The hot girl grinned hard. "Do you think I'll tell you?"

"meeting!"

Dean stood up and flicked his fingernails:

"Why do you have to pick yourself up for an outsider?

I know you're not convinced about exposing yourself.

I will give you a chance for revenge, as long as you tell me the location of the architect, you can go to the hospital for treatment now, and whether you can survive after that is up to you! "

The hot girl didn't refuse to speak. It was obvious that there was little chance of escape before. She still wanted to resist, and she didn't have any means to commit suicide. It can be seen that this is a confident person.

Such a person would never contemplate suicide.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, they will find a way to find a way out.

This was the breaking point for Dean to pry her mouth open.

But this process still requires some psychological confrontation!

Dean guessed that the Spice Girls would choose to bargain with themselves.

Just as he expected.

After hearing the conditions he gave.

The hot girl shook her head with difficulty: "It's pointless! You shot too hard. Even if my injury is healed, I won't be able to fight in the future. I might as well die."

finished.

She closes her eyes.

Seeing this, Dean pretended to be disappointed and sighed: "Okay, I'll take a step back, Cheston, I have something to discuss with you!"

crunch.

The door was pushed open.

A man with blood on his sleeve came in.

He gave the hot girl on the ground a cold look, and said to Dean in a bad tone: "Inspector Dean, don't waste time on this woman, what we have to do now is to investigate the people in the building as soon as possible, find Miniature Killer!"

"If you are willing to help her arrange a clean identity, I think we can get what we want!" Dean said, lowering his head, and said to the hot girl: "Hurry up and make a decision, the longer you delay, the worse your injury will be." The more you recover, the worse it will end up being, and you're racing against time, and so are we."

The Spice Girl looked at Chessington.

Cheston showed confusion on his face, and nodded hesitantly, a little confused: "I can provide her with a clean informant file to cover up her existence in this operation, but this kind of file is not entered by the branch director. system, I'm not sure how long it will take effect."

This embarrassing tone made the hot girl on the ground feel relieved.

Can live, who wants to die?

Under the gaze of the two.

The hot girl spit out a mouthful of fishy gas, licked her somewhat dry lips, and said unhurriedly: "I hope you keep your word, the architect is my target for this mission, and his real name is Pu Budong, Han He is an employee of Mrs. Jin Department Store Foreign Trade Company."

heard the words.

Dean and Chesston looked at each other, and they were so angry!

It's gone!

I didn't expect to go around in the end.

The other party was actually an employee of Mrs. Jin Department Store Foreign Trade Company!

True and false, false and true.

Even Dean didn't expect that this guy's actions in the surveillance before were all about setting off smoke and playing in the dark under the lights.

If it wasn't for the hot girl who took the initiative to speak out.

It's really very possible that that guy will run away!

"This guy must have read "The Art of War"!"

Dean rushed out of the house a little depressed, hoping to block that Pu Budong!

As soon as he leaves.

The hot girl on the ground turned her eyes to the FBI agent Cheston: "I have already handed over the chips, whether it is life or death, please give me a good time!"

Cheston shrugged: "I never lie to women, I will make a phone call."

As he spoke, he put his hands in his arms.

The hot girl breathed a sigh of relief.

survived!

What a P!

She hadn't let go of her breath for a second before she widened her eyes, and her dry and weak mouth twisted and opened wide, presenting a 'FK' mouth gesture, wanting to greet Cheston's family.

But Cheston didn't give her a chance.

bang bang bang~

A series of gunfire flickered.

On the ground, there was a female corpse with a good figure and an unrepentant death.

After killing people.

The seemingly calm Cheston leaned on the wall and slid down slowly, the palm of the gun trembling uncontrollably.

This was actually his first murder.

Cheston dared not look at the staring eyes of the female corpse on the ground.

He lowered his head, put his left hand on his right hand, and seemed to want to suppress his unbearable performance, and kept muttering to hypnotize himself: "FK, I wanted to take out my mobile phone, but what came out was a gun, you can't blame me , can’t blame me, I’m just stressed out.”

the other side.

Dean approached the patrolman in charge of registration and asked about the employees of Mrs. Jin Department Store Foreign Trade Company.

The patrolman obviously recognized Dean and was a little excited: "Inspector Dean, wait a moment, I'll check right away!"

talking.

This guy, with some saliva on his fingers, rummaged through the pages, and soon on the second page, he found the name of the employee in the foreign trade company's office.

He looked at it, a little confused: "Inspector Dean, they have all left."

"left?"

Dean frowned, turned his head and grabbed a building security guard: "Aside from the director of Inti, who else can get the employee information of these leasing companies?"

The security guard didn't know Dean, but when he saw the patrolman maintaining order, he was respectful in front of Dean, and he didn't show any temper. After thinking for a while, he shook his head directly: "Our boss trusts the director of Indy, so the information of all major departments is available. The person in charge of the office of INTI is in charge, although the colleagues in the office are still there, but if they want to retrieve customer information, they need a password, and only the director of INTI knows this password!"

"Fuck!"

Even Dean's good patience couldn't help but swear.

That Pu Budong probably realized something was wrong by now and ran away.

Although he can look wanted.

But on the American side, there are many loopholes that can be smuggled and run away. The actual significance is actually not as great as imagined.

Moreover, the cooperation between each state is also very weak, so that some people used to hang around with a wanted warrant, and finally after twenty or thirty years, they were arrested for other things and told about what they were wanted. Let the police find out that this is still a wanted criminal.

So once that Pu Budong is allowed to run away, it is very likely that no one will be found again.

at this time.

The patrolman just now suddenly pointed to a black-haired man on the side of the road, and reminded Dean: "Inspector Dean, that person, that person seems to be an employee of Mrs. Jin Department Store Foreign Trade Company."

Dean turned his head sharply, looking in the direction the patrolman was pointing.

I saw a thin, handsome man in a suit, with sweat on his forehead, running up to the patrol officers who blocked the building in embarrassment, begging for something in a low voice.

Seeing that he was Asian, the patrolman shook his hand impatiently and told him to get out.

see.

Dean walked over immediately: "What's going on?"

The patrolman also knew Dean, and his impatient expression changed to a smile in seconds: "Inspector Dean, this guy said that the company forgot to take some important documents, and he hopes to go in and bring them out."

Seeing that Dean is the inspector, the skinny young man begged quickly:

"Mr. Inspector, this is the data file that our president urgently needs. If it cannot be sent to the customer in time, all the employees in our office may be fired. This is related to the livelihood of seven or eight families. Please let me in. Bar!"

"What's your name, which company's employee are you?" Dean glanced at the other person's whole body and relaxed his vigilance a little.

This guy is slovenly, and it is unlikely that he is Pu Budong who has obsessive-compulsive disorder.

See some consultations.

The man hurriedly said: "My name is Li Zaixi, and I am an employee of Mrs. Jin Department Store Foreign Trade Company. I am responsible for the registration and coordination of goods in and out. This is my pass!"

talking.

He also tore his tag out of his clothes.

"Do you know Pu Budong?" After confirming that the other party was from the foreign trade company of Mrs. Jin Department Store, Dean asked directly without ink marks.

"Pu Budong?" Li Zaixi nodded with some doubts: "Yes, he is an employee who has just joined the company not long ago. Mr. Inspector, did he commit a crime?"

"Where is he now?

Do you know where he lives?

Is there any contact information of the other party? "

Faced with three consecutive questions.

Li Zaixi wiped the sweat from his forehead again, and stammered: "Pu Budong was frightened by the gunshots just now, and left after registration. I only have his phone number here, and the address is correct. We have every employee's phone number in our office." The registration information has his rented address on it!"

"Walk!"

Dean hugged this stick called Li Zaixi, like a doll, and led him into the building.

This guy's body is estimated to be very weak, and his whole body is only a little over a hundred catties.

For Dean, it was like grabbing a hot water bottle.

five minutes later.

With the help of this Li Zaixi, Dean successfully got Pu Budong's address.

Not just addresses.

On the computer, Dean also saw a picture of Pu Budong.

This is a handsome, but somewhat sissy, feminine man with long hair and uncomfortable eyes, but he should be very popular with some women and men.

"It's also very strange to say that we were going to take advantage of the shooting case to go drink and relax together, and sort out our mood by the way, but Pu Budong left in a hurry, Mr. Detective, he..."

Holding a document, Li Zaixi asked curiously.

This handsome detective was very powerful and frightening, which gave him a sense of security.

if it is possible.

He wants to get the contact information of the other party.

Dean was very uncomfortable seeing this guy's strange eyes, and directly interrupted Li Zaixi's words: "Take your things, and get out of here quickly."

finished.

He left this small office first, took out his mobile phone, and notified the bald patrolman Hawke, so that the patrolman who was closest to the address rushed over immediately, and at the same time told Hawke about Pu Budong's appearance characteristics, Let him notify the patrol police of the sub-bureau and pay attention!

These sticks like to live in groups.

And they are not like Chinese, they don't have so many divisions in terms of region, time, etc., so the communities they often live in are not bad, forming an alternative stick community.

As a new employee, Pu Budong rented a house in this kind of community.

It was almost twenty minutes since the other party left.

Dean only hoped that Pu Budong didn't know that he had been exposed, so he didn't give up everything in his residence and ran away.

After the notification deployment is done.

The Deans also returned downstairs, greeted Carlo, and rushed to Pu Budong's residence together.

As for Harry.

This guy knows a lot about three religions and nine streams.

Dean asked him to go to the Foreign Trade Company of Mrs. Jin Department Store, print out Pu Budong's information and photos, and then send the photos to those smugglers who have channels to escape.

After Pu Budong left, it was okay to find a place to hide.

Once the other party wants to run away, they will know what a net is!

In a racing car.

Carlo grabbed the seat belt tightly: "Boss Dean, did you drive a tank before?"

It was the first time he had seen Dean, so interested in a certain prisoner.

"Bumper cars!"

After Dean finished speaking, he manipulated his Hummer snakeskin to move, forcibly stopped, rushed out of the traffic, and then stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, leaving a trail of scorching exhaust and curses behind him.

He really valued Pu Budong's experience gift package!

Upgrade to another level, and the panel can reach the limit of the current stage of the attribute, unlocking the next stage!

And the distance to level up is just over a thousand experience points.

For the experience of this guy!

Dean is bound to win!

The original 20-minute drive was shortened to eight minutes by Dean's seemingly thrilling but actually steady as an old dog's racing skills, and he arrived at the destination community.

The car did not stop.

The intense impact of semi-automatic rifles, screams, and cries spread from the community with the stick flag hanging in front to the street.

"It seems that our little cutie has been blocked!"

With a flick of his tail, Dean opened the door and rolled over by virtue of inertia, and then, like a cheetah, rushed towards the direction of the gunshot.

behind.

Carlo unbuckled his seat belt and wanted to follow, but his legs gave way, and he knelt on the ground, vomiting heavily.

Dean was going too fast for him.

When he felt better, pulled out his gun, and was ready to help.

In the community, the gunfire has stopped.

Carlo wiped his mouth: "Boss Dean's efficiency is fast."

He dared to bet that the target was either headshot by Dean, or his limbs were broken. Besides, there would be no third choice!