Touch.

When the door of the command car of the Cecil Hotel was opened by Julianne, she rushed down in a panic, and the gunfire just now came so suddenly that it broke the silence of the whole world.

At the same time, there was already chaos in the command car, and almost all the agents in the homicide section of the police bureau were stunned, and all kinds of problems kept converging in the command car.

"Zhu, where did you shoot?"

"Adam, is the murderer there?"

"How do I sound like the direction of the Cecil Hotel??"

"Who's--mom in the command car, answer!"

Bump, bump, bump, bump.

When four gunshots rang out again, Julianne rushed into the command car like crazy, and when she returned to her position, sat in front of many monitors, and began to quickly give orders without even closing the car door: "Everyone rushed to the Cecil Hotel, the gunshots came from the upper floors of the Cecil Hotel, and it is difficult to say how many floors they were." Immediately block the front and back doors, and the others rush in, Weekend, Adam, and Quinn are all inside, quick! ”

Airplanes~~~

At the moment when Julianne issued the order, there was a private car at every intersection near the Cecil Hotel that rushed over with the accelerator in disregard of traffic rules and the speed limit in the city, and the knight was the first to arrive, he got out of the car and took out a pistol and said to his colleagues who came behind him: "Tell the next group of people to guard the stairwell, you guard the door, and the rest of the people let them wait for the elevator, I will go to the top floor, and the remaining 14th, 13th, and 12th floors will be handed over to you." ”

The detectives, who had been on standby, were all caught in a sense of urgency amid a few desperate gunshots, unbeknownst to them, that the weekend was more urgent than the situation they all faced.

In this world, killing people is never a problem, the problem is after killing.

The weekend had killed someone, but he didn't have any time to think about guilt or anything like that, what he needed most right now was a perfect scene, a scene without holes.

Click.

Standing on the roof of the building and shooting at Alex, Weekend took out the baton that had been put in place long ago, and when he shook off the baton, he pinched Alex's hand with his police uniform shirt, then put the baton in his hand and pinched it, and finally threw the baton there.

Next, he crouched in front of Quinn with the gun, and the whole person reached out and held the pistol empty, and in that second, his brain was running rapidly......

Quinn?

He felt that something was wrong with Quinn, and that Quinn, who had passed out, seemed to have revealed something......

Clothes!

If Quinn had been knocked unconscious by himself, his clothes would have been natural when he threw himself forward, but after the twist of grabbing his feet and necks just now, the suit would definitely have wrinkled when he turned.

This fatal flaw allows the Forensic Section to immediately understand that Quinn has been moved after fainting!

I don't know how much time I have left on the weekend, but this loophole must be solved, he once again grabbed the corner of Quinn's suit with a kick of his police uniform shirt, and grabbed the suit that the other party pressed under him and naturally covered Quinn's side, like the situation when Quinn fell, the unbuttoned suit floated up and fell.

Fortunately, Quinn's suit was pressed under him for not long, and there were no obvious folds on the suit.

Just after all this was done, and when I walked back to the place I had just walked away, there was a shout from the gatehouse on the top floor: "Who's there!" ”

I didn't see anyone on the weekend, and this guy who came up was very good at protecting himself, and he probably just saw the figure on the roof, and he hid in order not to be injured and avoid showing up, after all, no one knew whether it was his own person or the murderer on the roof.

"Knight?"

"Western Branch Weekend!"

The knight, whom he had met more than once over the weekend, rushed up the stairs quickly, his footsteps spanned a lot, almost every step went straight through the three steps, and when he rushed to the gate of the gatehouse, he already saw the blood on the ground and Adam in the blood: "Jesus! ”

"What the hell is going on?"

The knight was caught in a peculiar mood that made him forget to report to the command car.

"Zhou, answer me!"

Weekend, whose face was covered in blood, reached out and wiped it, squatted there and looked at the unconscious Quinn on the ground and said, "This bastard! ”

"You mean ......"

Before the knight could finish speaking, a large number of detectives had already rushed up, some of them walked down the iron gate of the gatehouse to the top of the building, some sighed and cursed 'Shit' on the spot, and some were stunned like the knights...... Everyone fell silent.

The knight, who had recovered a little, leaned over, crouched beside Zhou Zhou and said, "Zhou, give me the gun." ”

The other detectives took the gun from Quinn's hand at this point.

He had to show something that was important enough to be the key evidence for the whole case.

“Fuck！” Weekend stood up, looked at the knight and said, "** want to take my gun?" Do you know what I just went through! ”

"Hey, hey, Zhou, take it easy." The knight stood up and said, "No one wants to do anything to you, you are also a policeman, and you know that other colleagues will be relieved to hand over your gun in such an occasion, right?" ”

The knight reached out and touched the gun in Weekend's hand as fast as he could, and this time, Weekend did not resist and let the knight put the gun away, and then the knight said: "Zhou, do you see, we have no ill intentions, come, come, tell me what is going on here." ”

He gently put his arm around Weekend's shoulders and walked to the edge of the roof step by step, when he saw the corpse next to the water tower before he took two steps: "Who is that?" ”

The second Weekend and the Knight stood on the edge of the top floor of the Cecil Hotel and looked down, under the height that was unacceptable to the naked eye, police cars that had been reduced countless times began to quickly gather towards the Cecil Hotel, and the Forensic Identification Bureau also arrived......

"What the hell is going on?"

A voice came from behind Weekend, who turned to look back just in time to see the other detectives waking Quinn up......

“F―U―C－－K－YOU！！！！”

Weekend turned and shook off the knight's arm around his shoulder, strode at Quinn, and after scolding, flew up and kicked over.

Everything is caused by you, so you have to bear all of it!

Empty!

Quinn, who had managed to do it, was looking at Adam's corpse in a daze, but a powerful impact came from the back position, and this kick went along Quinn's shoulder and forced him to the side.

After kicking this kick like crazy, he barely stood firm in the stumbling, and in the next second, he pounced and picked up his fist and beat his head and buttocks.

When the detectives found out, unprepared, Quinn had been knocked to the ground once again and cowered on defense, and by the moment they rushed over to pull the weekend away, the two FBI detectives who had bet with Adam arrived.

"Gentlemen, this is the end of the circus show, and now I formally inform you that the scene is taken over by us, and whatever evidence you find at the scene, please put it back in its place. Then, exit the scene carefully, carefully, carefully. ”

Seeing this scene, the weekend who was carried by the detectives from Quinn's side was stunned for a moment, the only thing he didn't expect was that the final successor of this matter turned out to be the FBI!