The old policeman squinted his eyes and squinted upwards at Sean, who was holding his hair in his left hand and staring down at him again, while Gibson was still riding on the old man's back, pressing his knee against his lower back to prevent accidents.

"What did you say? I don't know!" The old policeman grinned and gasped.

When Sean heard it, he got it! There is a saying that the more he says, the more wrong he becomes, if he says this to others, it can be said to be a normal phenomenon, but if he says it to Sean, it is definitely the wrong person! Because Sean is the best able to distinguish between lies and truth, and even the love in his speech can give you a very thorough analysis without falling behind, so how can others tell lies in front of him?

At this time, as soon as Sean heard this, he put his frosted silver revolver into the holster on his waist, stood up, and couldn't help but say, according to the other party's thigh, it was a kick. only heard a crisp sound of "click", and the old guy's crotch shaft was directly kicked off by Sean.

The old guy pretending to be a police officer suddenly let out a scream. The spit in his mouth squirted directly to the ground. "Uh!~uh!~", humming a painful tune in his throat.

"No one can lie in front of me, I can see it. ”。 As Shaun spoke, he had already stepped on the crotch where he had dropped the ring, then patted Gibson's arm and said, "Call Theresa and say that the case has progressed!"

Gibson got up and nodded and said "KO!" and didn't say anything about Sean's abusive lynching, because he had seen a lot in the FBI, and he really wanted to meet hard-mouthed, petty tricks and so on. That's just normal.

Of course, the most effective means of punishment is actually mental torture, that is, the endless bombardment, and in the end, the truth will basically be told, but. Now the situation is unique, and there is not so much time.

Gibson stood up, took out the phone, and began to dial Theresa, while Sean lowered his head and searched the body of the fake old cop. A number of banknotes were found, as well as a police officer's ID.

As Sean expected, the name of the ID was indeed Harry #Kara, and the photo was the old guy's, but it looked like it was on it. At most, it was three years ago. Sean suddenly realized that this guy must be more than one person.

With a hard foot, he asked again, "Where do you live?" I guess it's around here.

The old policeman took two breaths of cold air in pain, then looked up at Sean again and said, "I'll take you there!"

"The old guy must have some kind of idea in his heart!!";

Sean, who has been activating the black detective system, is able to get it from his face. He read the message clearly, but he didn't care at all. Unless this guy is using a professional army to ambush himself, he can take it down. But this is absolutely impossible.

Sean squatted down, suddenly reached out and grabbed the other man's thigh, pressed and mentioned, and heard a "click" again. With a crisp sound, the guy's crotch was connected to the other party.

However, the huge pain, once again accompanied by the miserable howl of the impostor old policeman, spewed out foaming stars like watering cans.

Sean lifted the other party's neck collar with his left hand and pulled him up from the ground, and the old guy suddenly jumped on the ground a few times, but because of the leg he had just connected, he was still emitting a heart-piercing pain.

Sean said, "What did you do with those people?" I think it's more strict than that!", and the old policeman didn't speak. Sean glanced at Gibson, who had just put down the phone, and said, "How's it going?"

"I informed Theresa of the situation, and she left it up to you to decide, and finally said that she would contact the Austin branch and send a team of assaulters. ”。 Gibson said.

Sean nodded and said, "You're calling Charlby, and Smith, telling them about our situation, and asking them to come over with the police force as well!"

Gibson nodded again, and dialed the phone, and Sean pressed the fake old policeman to the stool near the door, where Gibson was sitting just now, and lowered his head and asked, "How many accomplices do you have?"

The old policeman hesitated slightly, looked up and said, "One!"

No! At least three thoughts flashed through his mind just now, so this guy must have at least three accomplices. And in terms of the number of missing people, there are only twelve people known, even if this gang is divided into three waves and taken down by this guy, but the least wave of that couple also has two people, if the number of the old policeman's gang is too small, it can't be said, not to mention the missing family surnamed Bengali, but there are six people in total!

"What's your name?". Sean said, "I want to know my real name. ”。

"Douglas!". As soon as this name came out of the mouth of the fake old policeman, Sean felt that this guy really didn't tell the truth, but he then asked: "I know you have a lot of tricks, and you haven't told the truth in the above questions, but it doesn't matter, the next question is that it's okay to tell the truth!

"Where I live!". The impostor said, again a half-truth. Sean frowned and said, "Then where do you live?"

"I can take you there!". The old guy gasped twice and said.

Sean frowned, he really wanted to punch the bridge of the nose again, but he didn't wave his arm, and then said, "That would make your accomplices wipe us out, right? He seems to be so powerful that you have this kind of confidence that borders on ignorance." ”。

The fake old policeman looked at Sean with some calmness and said, "It's come to this point, I won't do anything stupid, you have to believe me!"

It seems that this guy really doesn't have a word in his mouth that is true. Sean thought to himself, and then he looked at Gibson after the call and said, "How's it going?".

"Charbi's they had just arrived at the police station in Ozad and they hadn't had time to look at the car, but they were coming with someone in tow, and Smith had just finished questioning the gas station staff and were on their way. Gibson said.

"Okay! Now we're waiting here. ”。 After Shaun said this, he squinted at the fake old policeman. "What about the original policeman?"

The impostor didn't speak, but Sean didn't need him to speak, he had already seen the information he wanted on his face, and said: "Only by killing a person can you fully impersonate him." It's your logic, right?".

Seeing that the old guy continued to keep silent, he didn't speak anymore. Sean continued, "It's good that you still don't accept your fate!

In the following time, Charlby, Feda, Smith. Farid and others arrived one after another, including Charlby and Farid, and brought a dozen policemen, who were shocked by Sean and Gibson's shit luck and expressed their admiration.

In fact. The main reason for this is because: Sean is immune to a lie, which he developed after escorting Lance #Burton, who was attacked by gunmen at Lance #Burton's house, and then a group of police officers came, and as a result, these cops all wanted to kill Lanceburton, and almost let Sean follow him;

And Sean is a guy who eats a trench and grows wise. Since that incident, as long as it is related to the case. He would frantically scan everyone and everything. Every circumstance, every piece of physical evidence.

Sean, who has developed this good habit, can of course tell whether this guy is telling the truth or a lie as soon as this old guy who is pretending to be a police officer speaks.

Of course, it would be difficult to say if this matter was changed to another person, because this old guy is wearing a full set of police uniforms, and you first psychologically feel that he is in his own group, so sometimes even if something is wrong, you are likely to ignore the past! This is due to human inertia! But this guy is fooling today but he doesn't eat this set at all, and he is unlucky for Sean, who is immune to lies!

Thirteen or fourteen policemen came, of course, these policemen were brought directly by Charbi and Farid, and then the police station in the city of Osad, and they were going to the tow office of the police station to check on the car that was found, but. After receiving Gibson's call, he didn't care about the car, and directly asked the local police captain for support, and came over with the gang. Got more than a dozen people from the police station at once, this can't be a fake policeman.

Of course, Sean, who is now using mental reasoning to shoot with his life, still scanned these dozen people and found that they were fine!

"Oh my god, I've seen this guy!". A young policeman, who was twenty-three or four, was a little surprised when he saw this impostor old bastard, and then he turned his head and said, "Leon, we saw this guy on the road in Templeson Town half a year ago!

After the words fell, a policeman in his 35-year-old wearing a cowboy police hat walked over with his waist crossed, looked at the old guy for a while, and said, "That's right! At that time, he was driving a police car and dealing with a speeding case!"

"The dog *mother* raised, we actually missed him!". The policeman named Leon paused, and added another interjection.

"Who of you knows where this guy is and where he lives?" Sean asked.

He looked at the gang and said, "Don't you know? Forget it, but I guess this guy's house is around here!" Sean then turned his face to his colleagues in the Bureau of Investigation and said, "It's within the four small towns we've crossed. ”。

Charbi nodded and said, "I think so too, it doesn't matter, as long as the scope is demarcated, sooner or later you will be able to find his nest!"

Sean also wanted to use the footprint heat tracking to find this guy's home, but obviously, this guy came here to work in a police car! The car was parked on the side of this house, and this place, although it was not a wilderness, was almost the same, and the car's imprint could not be seen as soon as it hit the road, so it was impossible to follow the traces to find this guy's home.

But Sean wasn't too worried, because this guy just said that he was going to take his own group of people, but at that time it was only himself and Gibson, and now he might change his mind, so Sean walked to the vicinity of this fake old guy again, looked at the old bastard sitting on the stool and said silently, and said: "Don't expect to play any tricks, you should also understand, as long as you are discovered." It already means you're done! I'll escort you into the car in a moment, and if you play any more tricks, I'll see it. ”。

After about twenty minutes, an FBI armored van rushed over, and there was a team of commandos inside. ALL IN ONE CUSTOM MP5 (10MM). Bulletproof vests, tactical helmets, and a variety of grenades, door breakers, and other equipment.

After Sean saw it, he didn't say a word and directly ordered everyone to get into the car. Then he picked up the old scoundrel and stuffed it into the back seat of a car, and he himself sat in. Gibson was in charge of driving, leading the way to the cars behind.

"In that direction?", Sean asked, turning his head to look at him.

"Go forward. Let's get back to the road first. ”。 The old guy said.

Sean said, "It's true. Gibson, drive to the highway. ”。

Gibson clicked the accelerator under his feet and drove out first, and the police cars and armored vehicles behind him, one after another, followed behind and drove towards the road.

Wait for the road. Sean turned his head and asked, "Where next?"

The old policeman paused and said, "...... to the left," and that's all he had just said. Sean slapped him back in the mouth and said, "Say it again." Where?".

"...... to the left". "Smack". Another mouth, Sean said, "Do you want to keep going?...... No...... ?...... to the right Gibson, go right!".

It turned out that when Sean was asking for directions, he frantically scanned the old policeman, what body temperature, micro-expressions and so on.

Gibson said, "Are you sure?".

"Of course, if you don't believe him, do you drive to the right?" Seeing that the old guy hesitated, Sean pumped his mouth again, and directly hit him bleeding from the corner of his mouth. Then the guy gasped a few times and nodded.

Gibson smiled at the corner of his mouth after seeing it in the rearview mirror, it was the first time he had seen such a detective, of course, it was not that Sean's violent behavior was not known to anyone in the FBI?

Next, in order to prevent this old guy from continuing to play scoundrel, every other way, Sean asked him which direction, and his mouth kept pumping him, and after the old guy's teeth were pulled out seven or eight, he seemed to know that no matter how expressionless he was, he could be seen through by this guy, and then he told the truth and began to lead them to the right path. Sean didn't pump him again.

Sean specifically instructed Gibson to stop the car too fast, so it took half an hour for them to arrive at their destination, or rather the home of the impostor old cop.

This place is the abandoned town that Sean found when he looked through the file before, and there were originally fifty or sixty people living here, but as soon as they entered this abandoned town, it was a bit of a doomsday catastrophe in it. There are broken houses everywhere. The loess roads are also full of garbage.

The convoy slowly drove in, and Sean asked again, "Where is your home?"

This time the old bastard didn't hesitate, and Sean could even see a little hope and a hint of relief in his face!

"It's the truth!". Sean said to Gibson.

The car continued to drive, passing through the streets of the abandoned town, and in one of them, there was only one house that looked slightly better, and out came a woman in dirty, old, pajamas, who looked at the motorcade with a blank face, her eyes straight and a little nervous. Sean directly analyzed the woman who is very likely to have a mental illness, and it is a relatively strict kind, but now is not the time to deal with this neuropathy, and it is true that the main one needs to be solved first!

Finally, the convoy drove past the old, small, abandoned factory outside the town, and after another five minutes of driving, Sean saw a three-story wooden house through the windshield in front of him, and he turned his face to look at the old bastard and said, "Is this it?"

"Yes!". Said the old bastard.

"Who's in the house, how many?" Sean continued.

"My wife!". Said the old bastard.

Sean cocked his fingers, one for each count, and said, "One, two ?......."

"He really doesn't know exactly how many people are in the house right now, but it's very likely that there are three people!" Sean said to Gibson.

The convoy was now speeding up to the three-story wooden house, and Sean pulled him off the car again by the old bastard's collar, then untied his handcuffs, found a nearby tree, and re-attached him to the tree.

At this time, the gang of policemen had also gotten out of the car, and Sean said loudly, "Fence off the house first!"

As soon as the police heard the order, they directly launched an operation, a total of 14 people, in front of the house and behind the house, divided into seven points equally, each point two policemen, and immediately surrounded the house.

The commandos were ready to break in, Sean threw a high-end casual blazer in the car, and then also wore a bulletproof vest with the words FBI printed on the back, and then pulled out the M191 in the armpit holster" ordered: "The commando team will open the way in front, and seize all parts of the house as soon as possible to confirm that the room is safe." Hit the ground running, fire directly!Charlby, Gibson...... You follow me!". (To be continued)

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