Chapter Seventy-Six: The-first-round

"Why are you in the way?"

Matthew stared at the man in a suit less than two centimeters away from him in the corridor outside the hospital's operating room, and behind him, the tall Chekov and a group of detectives from the anti-crime and anti-narcotics department were piled up in the light as if they were about to fight.

"Mr. Director, the order was not given by us, we are only responsible for staying here, and as a word of advice, the order we have received is that anyone who has nothing to do with this case will be killed immediately if he dares to take a step forward."

The man in the cold suit said unhurriedly with headphones in his ears, and Yoda and the three little ones in the seats behind them did not look in any direction, all staring at the operating room with the lights on.

"I'll just wait here!" Matthew is not hard anymore, he knows that this group of bastards in the CIA has the attribute of 'I would rather kill people on the street and be arrested, but I must complete the mission', and at this time, the hard top, waiting for him can only be a bullet. So, he was angry and stood there motionless, wearing a black suit with his hands behind his back, and the man was not moved at all: "As long as you don't go into that corridor." ”

Bite.

At this time, the elevator door of the Los Angeles Red Cross Hospital opened, and the mysterious Josh walked in with several soldiers in military uniforms with loaded guns.

“SIR。”

The man in the suit who was in charge of stopping Matthew shouted respectfully, and Josh didn't look at the black crowd in front of him at all, and asked directly, "Is the security problem solved?" ”

"SIR, our guys are on the roof of this building keeping an eye out for all possible sniper spots. The military's best snipers defend on the three surrounding buildings. I assure you that every nearby building can be aimed at where it is within sniper range. ”

"Good." Hear this. Josh glanced back at Matthew and greeted with a smile, "Director Matthew." ”

"Who are you?"

Josh looked at Matthew's habitual lion face and disagreed: "CIA agent, Josh." I gave the order not to allow anyone to approach the operating room, for Zhou's safety, and besides, the CIA is solely responsible for this case from now on, and neither the police nor the FBI are to interfere. Am I clear enough? ”

Matthew was treated like this for the first time, and after the guy in front of him finished speaking, he turned around and walked past the man in the suit, not even giving him a chance to go crazy, and then the soldier he brought with a gun and a grenade completely blocked the entire road, look at the meaning, if anyone dares to step forward, he will become a corpse in an instant.

In the hallway, Josh walked up to Yoda and asked, "What should I call you?" Is it Yoda or Charlotte? ”

Yoda gave him a bored look. Didn't answer, like a machine that blocked all signals.

After being bored with himself. Josh didn't give up, but continued to ask: "Whoever it is, I have the news to tell you now, we have found the sniper point, the location where Craig fired the shot is on the roof of the building a mile away, if I guess correctly, you must have stayed in that house for too long, so he has a chance to find the sniper point and get a shot." However, the good news is that the shooting distance of the L115A3 sniper rifle is limited to one mile, and once the shooting distance is exceeded, the lethality of this gun is limited, which is the reason why Zhou can live until now, however, there is too much blood on the scene, and the only thing I am worried about is ......"

"PGM (enzyme type) 2-1, blood type B."

"What?" Josh was a little surprised by Yoda's reply, as if he was ready to be snubbed a second time, as it seemed that he had a thorough understanding of everyone around him over the weekend, and it was impossible for the CIA to work with someone who didn't have a mastery.

"Zhou's blood type. I have read his medical report and have told the doctor that they have everything ready before the surgery. ”

Josh asked, "How do you know this?" ”

"Weekends are blood type B, Scorpio, like to enjoy solitude, can face pressure alone, is a trustworthy guy......" Yoda turned his head away from Josh's eyes and said: "After I came out of the mental hospital, I used tarot cards to divination, which required me to use the weekend's portfolio." ”

Josh understands that this cold woman only panics when a very unique emotion intrudes on her, and instead relies on divination that she has never trusted, and there is no guessing what this emotion is.

"Hmm." Hearing this, Josh sat down next to Yoda, looked at Christy opposite and smiled, but asked softly, "Don't you want to ask when we can catch Craig?" ”

"I don't need you."

Yoda refused to be thousands of miles away and said: "Craig can't fly, the only way to leave Los Angeles is to take a boat and a car, I believe you have completely blocked these two channels, after all, this kind of world-famous guy can find his photos by searching on the Internet casually, and it is not good for him to mix in the crowd." ”

"Hehe, do you want me to say something to you?"

Josh found that Yoda seemed to know everything he was going to say, and that's why he had such a sentence.

"He's not going to live in the city, is he?" Yoda turned his head and looked at Josh and said, "There are too many surveillance on the road and in the building, and you have a cooperation agreement with the weekend, he will tell you the daily itinerary of this idiot, and then, you will search for every suspicious person in his route until you can identify the target." After so long without any news, that is, Craig has not followed the weekend all this time, and he hasn't even touched the weekend routine because he knows that he is too famous to make any mistakes. ”

"Connor Town."

Josh sighed: "I have only been out of Los Angeles once in the past month over the weekend, and I followed the homicide department to Connor Town to solve the case, and we found Craig's trace in the surveillance at the door of the supermarket, although I knew that he would not go back, but I still ordered an investigation, and now I am waiting for news." ”

"Did this all tell you on the weekend? Did he tell you to relay these words to me after the attack? ”

Yoda fell silent again, Los Angeles is too big, and in the whole of Los Angeles, Craig could hide in any small town, and trying to find him is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

Tick, tick, tick.

Josh's phone rang, and when he took it out of his suit, the expression on his face began to deteriorate in the words of the other party, and he finally hung up the phone in resentment.

"Our agents told me that Craig's retreat route was full of illusions, and that he appeared in different neighborhoods three times in half an hour, and then completely disappeared from the road surveillance."

"It won't be the last."

"I think so too."

Josh paused for a moment and said, "So, it's true that you're a Russian-trained agent?" ”

"Yes." Yoda didn't hide anything from Josh: "I haven't stolen any information from the United States, and even being trained as an agent is not voluntary. ”

Josh laughed: "Hehehe, I didn't say that I would assassinate you, don't be so nervous." ”

"It's not easier for me to assassinate Castro than it is to assassinate Castro."

"Is this a joke?"

Everyone knows that the only pain of the CIA is Castro, the Cuban leader has suffered 638 assassinations in his life, poisoning, sniping, bribing his lover and other means have been exhausted by the CIA, but Castro still lived alive until the day of retirement, and repeatedly ridiculed the CIA in various ways in the media, making him a laughing stock of all secret service organizations in the world. Of course, Castro is the only one who can safely survive to retirement in the hands of the CIA, so Castro refused to say when he saw someone give him a turtle as a pet: "I don't need a pet, and I don't like a pet that has feelings after a long time to die in front of me." This is pointing at the bald head of the CIA and scolding the bald donkey, which is a turtle, and he even thinks that this extremely long-lived creature can't survive him.

At this moment, the sky gradually darkened, and Yoda kept staring at the door of the operating room, but Chekov, who was ignored, began to gradually retreat, slowly, retreated to the corner of the corridor and turned away.

I went with the old and obscure Russian war machine over the weekend to know who the mastermind is, even if he doesn't admit it!

This man, who is accustomed to solving problems with violence, began the first wave of revenge hunting!! (To be continued.) )