Rocky has been investigating the Ghost Slayer for a while, and he doesn't know if there's a problem with the direction he checks, but he knows that every clue can't be abandoned.

So he came to San Bernardino, the residence of a military scientist, and the happy family was now left with a young and beautiful widow and two eight-year-old children.

In this case, there are no fingerprints, no witnesses, and some are just a corpse, and the neck of the male owner here was pressed against the carotid artery from behind. It was brain dead in a very short period of time.

The modus operandi is top-notch, almost identical to the hypothetical character of the ghost killer.

It's just that Rocky is also suspicious, because the file of this military scientist shows that this guy has never done anything excessive: he once served in the special forces, and he gets along very well with his comrades, and Rocky also knows his own connections, and inquires that this person is mainly responsible for ordnance during his service, and has not had any tasks, so it is even more unlikely that he is seeking revenge.

So Rocky suspects that this might be a way to help him find the ghost.

Or the only chance. Although this hope seems small, he has only a 10% chance of judging that this case is a ghost killer, but he will not let go of any line of Rocky, even if this possibility is low, he will not give up.

After reading the autopsy report, he also talked to the beautiful young widow about her husband, and in the name of detectives, he asked the widow to take him around their house. But nothing was found. Didn't leave any clues this time?

However, Lodge's disappointment lasted only three days, during which he looked through all the files about the scientist and found that there was a very suspicious person, this person was the Russian weapons tycoon, Shakaev!

Not for anything else, just because of this, Shakaev, a month ago, suddenly at the Hilton Hotel in Los Angeles, chartered all the suites on the top floor. And with at least eight sturdy bodyguards by his side. Even the waiters who come to deliver three meals a day have to be searched and walk through a safety supervision system that they have to bring in. It is also necessary to have the manager of the hotel to prove his identity, that he is indeed a waiter of the hotel.

The Russian tycoon has just developed a set of individual fire control systems, but he seems to have some kind of relationship in the military and knows the progress of this scientist.

Lodge had reason to suspect that he had hired someone to kill the scientist, and that as soon as the scientist died, the Russian arms tycoon swaggered out of the Hilton.

There must be some connection between the two! Maybe this is the closest I've ever come to that hypothetical person.

He also suspected that although this case was almost seamless, it was something more than the previous cases where there were no clues at all.

Such as the Russian tycoon, and his identity, his reasons, his time hiding in the hotel.

Although it seems that the Russian tycoon has hardly any deal with the scientist.

However, Lodge has reason to suspect that the Russian tycoon must have some connection with the murderer. Whether it was a ghost killer or not he was not sure, but Rocky could assume and track it down, just as he and Professor Sherlock had assumed that there was a "ghost" in the world.

Lodge reported the matter to HQ not on the grounds of pursuing the ghost killer, but on the Russian arms tycoon, because if he publicly admitted to looking for the ghost killer, his superiors would have dismissed it mercilessly.

He handed in an affectionate application, and was even a little afraid of sycophancy. But the goal was achieved, and the boss transferred six agents with big shoulders and round waists to him.

"Shakaev had a bodyguard named ** Vicky, who had been following him since fifteen years ago and was loyal to him. And at a critical moment, he once blocked a shot for Shakaev.

From then on, Shakaev took him with him wherever he went. Rocky looked at the five colleagues opposite and said, "So our target this time is to ** Vicky." I have reason to believe that if Shakaev really has some kind of connection with this murderer, then he will definitely not hide it from ** Vic. ”。

One of the agents said, "Is there a plan of action?" Sir?".

"Of course, after my investigation, I found out that ** Vicky had a mistress in Russia, and in fact, this mistress also gave birth to a child for him......". Rocky methodically recounted the plans he had prepared in his heart in the past few days.

"But it's not legal!". One of the agents said with a slight hesitation.

"Huh!". Lodge chuckled lightly and said: "Don't worry, before ** Vicky became a bodyguard, he used to be a member of the Russian Army, and one of his comrades-in-arms has now run to the Middle East, and "Allah's will, there is something to do with it, we are legal in this name!".

"Okay!". The detective nodded and said, "You can arrange the details of the operation!"

Sacramento......

After looking at Wayne's current situation, Sean and Theresa have not found any new developments related to the agency killer in the past two days, and it should be said that the entire group B has made no progress on the agency murder case, but this statement is also a little inappropriate.

Because they already know the murderer's appearance, height, characteristics, and other sure things, the worst thing is to find this person and arrest him.

Sean took a DNA test report and looked at it, fearing that the report was about Father James and his colleague Wayne. When his colleagues in the forensic department gave him this document, he didn't even look at it before he put it in his pocket.

Now that he is at home, he still hasn't seen it for the first time, he is doing his daily exercise while thinking about this matter, once it turns out to be true, what will he do next?

After he finished his workout and took a shower, Sean had a plan, and Wayne was still Wayne, because he didn't know anything at the time, but Father James seemed to know about it, otherwise he wouldn't have been as neat as he was at the beginning!

"Whoa". Sean got up from the bathtub, walked to the hall with a bath towel, and took out the inspection report from the pocket of his suit hanging in the cloakroom.

Dozens of DNA loci in two blood samples were intercepted for testing, and only one of them was different, and the probability of immediate family members was more than 99%.

Sean read it, took the test report, sat on the sofa in the living room, lit a cigarette, and then burned the report with a lighter.

Looking at the small piece of paper, slowly turning into ashes in his huge glass ashtray, Sean was more or less emotional. But this qiē seems to be reasonable, whether it is a detective, a driver, a politician, or a pious clergyman who is on a mission to save people.

They are all human beings, and human beings are selfish by nature. Except for a very small number of people, they will not let their lives end in order to save a person.

There is a college student who lost his life in order to save people, and people say that he is a hero, but why do people see this kind of report and still say that there are fewer and fewer heroes in today's society?

The fundamental reason for this is that it is impossible for everyone to have the consciousness of a hero.

To put it bluntly, this is just a small probability event. If you ask 100 people to vote honestly and sacrifice themselves to fulfill others: then you will find that most of them will vote and give up the option of saving others. It may even become a unanimous renunciation of its irony. That's what people are.

However, this is also human nature, and there is nothing wrong with it.

That's why Sean made an appraisal of these two blood samples.

However, he will not say this, he thinks that going with the flow is the best choice, if he says it, it is still unknown whether it will affect Wayne, he firmly believes that people sometimes tell lies, and it can also be for good intentions.

Just like his own father, he once said that a person's demise does not depend on others, but on himself, which is the same reason.

Sean took out his phone and sent a text message to Theresa, which read: "I have reason to suspect that the killer is an acquaintance of Father James's old lover, you can call up her file, check it in detail, and there will definitely be a discovery!"

After a while, Theresa replied, "What's the reason?"

"Don't ask!,Look!." Sean replied.

"You're always like this!" Theresa's reply this time was a little grumbling, but Sean knew the woman and she would do what she wanted.

Two days later, things finally went awry, and James's mistress from many years ago was dead, but the police investigation that Theresa had arranged for her to have a former neighbor named Dauphin, John.

The latter only lived in the area for half a year before moving out. The files of the registry, Dauphin, John, and Father James's former lover were sent to Theresa's desk.

When she saw the third file, she was pleasantly surprised to find that one of the files named Dauphin, John, the file photo in the upper left corner was ninety percent similar to the portrait on the wanted notice. It's just that this person is a Russian national, who once served in the Russian Army, and came to the United States with the help of his friend, his former subordinate, ** Vic.

Seeing this, Theresa immediately reached out and pressed the internal phone, and then said, "Sean, come to my office!" ”。

Los Angeles......

"How long have these quacks been treating him?" ** Vicky yelled into his phone. But her own woman, Natasha, was silent for a long time.

"Hey, hey?". Maybe it was because the other party didn't hear it?** Vicky shouted loudly again.

"A month, or five weeks. Natasha's voice came from the earpiece, but this voice, to the ears of ** Vicky, was a little wooden, he thought to himself, this woman may have been scared stupid by the child's illness.

"Why didn't you call me earlier, I can bring the child here for treatment, you know?Even if it's cancer, it's not incurable now" You actually ......" ** Vicky wanted to complain about his woman a few words, but after all, he just continued: "How is the child doing now?".

"We're already in the United States!," Natasha was still a little wooden, but this time she was very fast.

"Where?" ** Vicky immediately asked aloud.

"Santa Monica, a small beach inn, the doctor said he had a professor he knew here who had cured a cancer patient!" Natasha said as if stumbling.

Vicky thought to herself, maybe she scared her. "Okay, I'm in L.A., what the hell is that little hotel?" and he finally complained.

Santa Monica, a small beach inn......

In a single room, there were four people, all dressed in suits and ties.

It seems that there is no fear of the climate here.

"Will he come?" asked one of the four.

Rocky stood up from his chair, and on the table behind him, there was a very strange-looking device, which looked like a telephone on the surface, but it was also a little too big, with various audio adjustment twists on it, and a few microphones. There's even a small piece, an LCD screen.

"He'll come. ”。 Rocky pondered for a moment and said, "As long as he can come, he will come." For the sake of your own children. ”……

Vicky went back to his bedroom and tucked his pistol into his holster. Wore a blue suit. Then he put a bank card he had saved in his pocket, and then found his boss, Shakaev, claiming that he was going out for a while and would not delay.

In fact, after ** Vic saved his life, Shakaev basically did not hide anything from him, but now he is going on a date with a third-rate ** star in Los Angeles, so he approved ** Vic's leave as usual.

Because now he still has eight strong bodyguards. Isn't it a convenient thing to give a small vacation to one's loyal old subordinates? After all, everyone has their own affairs to deal with.

It's like I'm going to have to deal with this little star with an unusually firm chest for a while.

There was one sitting in the *listening hall across the street from the hotel, holding a copy of the weekly "Hollywood Gossip" in his hand.

As the Russian bodyguard looked down the street looking for a taxi, the man lowered the magazine a little and looked at Vicky through his dark sunglasses. He was found to be as strong as a bear.

The Russian bodyguard got into the taxi, and Vicky immediately told the driver the address, and the car quickly drove towards the corner corner. And the man who took the magazine also left the *coffee hall and walked to the sidewalk. A small car drove up from the alley where it was parked on the street and stopped in front of him.

He immediately stepped into the car. And said to his companions, "See, it's him!"

In a blue suit!" As he spoke, the man took out the phone, dialed it, and said, "He's gone......!"

**Vicky finally found the little hotel, and it was really small. But it seems to be a passing grade, Natasha may really have no choice for the poor child, she may have lost all her money.

Thinking of this, ** Vicky walked up the stone steps quickly and walked into the foyer of the hotel. Here's a guide view, and he sees his destination, Room 307. He said "Lou Ren" to the staff on duty at the front desk, and walked up the stairs quickly.

The door of room 307 is the same as the other rooms, there is an electric bell at the door, and there is a small white card with the room number printed on it next to the magnetic card slot below. The door to this room is at the end of the hallway, and to the left and right are 305 and 308.

Just as he reached out and rang the bell, the door opened.

At this moment, someone swung a stick hard and hit Vicky's head. Make a "bang"!

This shattered the epidermis on his head. Because the skull is under the skin, so the stick is high at once.

Almost at the same time, the doors of No. 305 and No. 308 on both sides were also opened from the inside, and several people swarmed out. Quickly surrounded him.

This qiē all happens in half a second.

** Vicky was suddenly surrounded. Although he was slow to react in many situations, he was well aware that it was definitely a trap when faced with such a situation.

In the narrow corridors, his stature, his strength, made him useless.

Because of his tall stature, the rod did not exert all its force before striking him on the head: now the blood on his head dripped down and flowed through his eyes.

He recognized two men at the doorway before him: two on each side of him. He desperately needed a place to move, so he didn't hesitate to let out a loud roar and rushed into room 307.

This rush caused the man in front of him to stagger backwards, and the people behind him also followed.

Several hands grabbed him by the collar and his clothes. However, after successfully rushing into the room, Vicky took out the automatic pistol under his arm, turned around sharply, and fired a shot in the direction of the door. "Smack"!"Ahh His knee was directly shattered by a bullet.

At this moment, another stick wrapped in the whirring wind "tied" and hit **vic's wrist, and his muzzle tilted downward.

The gun in his hand was also knocked off, and he was hit on the wrist again, and his fingers were so numb that he lost consciousness.

Then the five men yelled and pounced on him, knocking him to the ground.

The whole fight lasted only half a minute. But in this short half a minute, Vicky's head was hit with a baton a total of twelve times. One of his ears was punched a big notch, his nose was broken, his face was no longer human-shaped, and his facial features were beyond recognition.

** Vicky was able to fight back under the siege of five strong agents, mainly an instinctive reaction.

On two occasions he almost grabbed his pistol, until someone flew up and kicked it to the other end of the room.

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