"Captain Greg! we've found a carriage in the street!" a loud voice pierced through the depths of the street.

Greg was so startled that he almost let the pipe in his mouth fall off, he reached out and took the pipe in his hand, and roared at the officers patrolling around: "Damn! What are you waiting for!? Go to the carriage! Let them surround the carriage, don't approach at will, beware of the gangsters hiding in the carriage! If necessary, shoot the horses pulling the cart!"

Ten minutes later

In the deep alley of a street somewhere in East London, a group of police officers surrounded the carriage ten meters away, they hid behind the bunker, holding the revolver musket in their hands, nervously stretching the gun out of the bunker, aiming at the carriage, sweat wet their hands and clothes, they were motionless and vigilant against the gangsters who could rush out at any time, even if the sweat flowed into their eyes, they did not raise their hands to wipe it alone, after all, they may be about to face a group or a gangster who is proficient in killing skills

"Step, step!"

In the tense alleyway, the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground sounded.

Greg walked ten meters in front of the carriage, holding a trumpet-like megaphone in his hand, Greg held up the megaphone: "I don't know if there is anyone in the carriage, but if there is anyone inside, please get out of the carriage and put your hands in a conspicuous place." If no one comes out within five minutes, we'll force our way through the carriage!" Greg said, putting down the megaphone and watching the carriage intently.

The door of the carriage was not opened, but the horses seemed to smell the scorching breath in the air, and began to kick the horses' hooves in place restlessly.

"Da Da Da"

Greg held the pocket watch in his hand, the hands in the pocket watch moved unhurriedly, and every movement of the pocket watch seemed to step on the hearts of the officers, who had never thought that five minutes would be so long.

"Click!"

Greg closed his pocket watch with his hands together: "Five minutes are up!"

Greg tucked his pocket watch into his pocket and gestured for the officers to follow him, then he picked up his revolver, cautiously slowed his steps, and slowly approached the carriage.

Greg walked to the door of the carriage, slowly gripping the doorknob with his arm, and nodded to the officers behind him, then turned around and took a deep breath.

"Bang!"

Greg slammed the door open, and the door bounced on the carriage with a loud bang.

Long

Greg stepped out of the carriage and roared at the police officer outside the carriage, "There's no one in the carriage!

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When Greg and the others arrived at the Pelly Steel Factory, they bumped into Megan, who had killed the last security guard.

Meghan was stunned by the sudden appearance of seven or eight police officers, he didn't know what was wrong with his details!

Greg commanded the officers to surround the men in white robes and olecranon hoods in front of the gate.

Greg held up his revolver and aimed it at Megan: "Hah! Finally, we have caught you! You executioner! Now, please raise your hands on your head, or I'll let my bullet go through your heart!"

Megan looked solemnly at the police officers surrounding her, clenched her palms tightly, and bent her knees slightly: "Damn, what went wrong, how do you know I'm here!"

Greg seems to be in a good mood because he caught the gangster, so he was very patient with Megan, and at the same time planned to try his best to pressure the gangster to give up resistance through words: "I don't know where you learned the killing technique, you can silently slaughter a factory overseer, but I think your brain must be not good!

Greg paused and spoke again: "Now I suggest that you and I obediently go back to the police station, considering that you did not resist the arrest, we will reduce your punishment appropriately!"

"Whoosh!

Several faint voices came from behind the officers, and the officers seemed to have been hit by something in the back, their bodies suddenly became stiff, and the pistols were weakly removed from their hands, and then they staggered and fell to the ground.

Only Greg seemed to notice the subtle sound, subconsciously turned his body behind him, and when he turned halfway through, he felt something pierce his shoulder, he looked down, and a slender silver needle sank into his shoulder.

Gregg's body was invaded by a sudden sense of intense sleepiness, he fell to the ground softly, looking at the six black shadows that came out of the shadows behind them, Greg was so sleepy that he couldn't even see the clothes and looks of the people in front of him, and could only vaguely see one of the figures walking up to him and saying: "Sheriff Greg Lestrade? I don't know if you've ever heard the saying, "Villains always die of talking" Obviously, you're not a villain in the intuitive sense, but the principle is the same, if you fire directly, the result may not be the same!"

Greg struggled to resist the wave of weariness, gritted his teeth, and said, "I remember your voice! I swear! Sooner or later, I will arrest you with my own hands!"

Arno chuckled mockingly, looked at Greg with his eyes closed, and led the other five assassins over his body towards Megan.

Greg struggled to open his eyes, looked at the revolver that had fallen to the side, and struggled to reach for the pistol......

Arnold walked up to Megan with his cane and raised his chin slightly: "Mr. Assassin, if it weren't for Donner to find out that something was wrong with you and inform me, I think my mother would have received the news that you were in prison or shot early tomorrow morning." ”

Meghan lowered her head, and because of the shadows, Arno couldn't see Meghan's expression clearly.

Arno had a gloomy face and stared at Megan: "You exposed the information of the assassins, you violated the creed! ”

At this moment, Soros rushed to Meghan's side and slammed Meghan away, screaming in his mouth: "Damn! He hasn't passed out yet!"

"Bang!!"

Greg was half-lying on the ground, holding a revolver in a trembling hand, and a wisp of smoke slowly rose from the muzzle.

"Ha, it's a tie now!"

Arno watched as Soros fell to the ground, his eyes even seeing bright red blood spurting from the area where Soros had been shot.

Arno turned his head to look at Greg who had fallen asleep with a smiling face, his brows furrowed deeply, and his eyes burned with anger that could not be hidden: "If something happens to Soros, I think you will be in big trouble!"