Click!

Lisa pushed open the door to the interrogation room again, her face still grimacing, but this time her mood was very different from three minutes ago. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the three minutes she was out talking to Bob, Lisa's fortunes changed dramatically.

Yes! Lisa will soon be promoted from Superintendent to Superintendent! It's something she's always dreamed of.

She believes that since Bob can make such a promise, then the other party must have the ability to fulfill it. Because as it stands, among the contenders for the next top leadership of the police department, Bob is the most likely to take the position.

However, before being promoted to Superintendent, Lisa must show her sincerity, which is to become a vote for Bob's henchman.

However, what Lisa didn't expect was that Bob's name letter was actually for the life of the girl in the interrogation room.

Taking people's lives, for Lisa, is no more difficult than killing a kitten or puppy. She is a graduate of the regular police academy, and she has worked in the criminal police brigade for a period of time, and she is proficient in shooting and fighting, and there are not a few bandits who have died in her hands. But to have her go and kill a helpless girl now makes her a little uncomfortable.

Before entering this door, Lisa wanted to find out if this girl named Vivien was a murderer, and if so, then she would kill the other party mercilessly, but if not, maybe this incident would become a nightmare for her life.

But Lisa didn't check it out. She was a smart woman, and she could think that since Bob could say these words in front of her, she would be prepared for both. Even if she doesn't succeed, someone will kill the girl in the interrogation room for her.

Moreover, if Lisa does not succeed, then for Lisa, who knows Bob's secret, the other party will not hesitate to find someone to kill her.

This society is so dark, and in the eyes of those powerful, human life is never valuable.

"Officer, what I just said is the truth." Seeing that the female police officer just now was back, Wei Wei couldn't help but explain anxiously.

Lisa just stared at Vivien coldly, and didn't speak.

"Please trust me." Vivien looked at the other party pleadingly.

Lisa couldn't help but sigh, standing in front of her was a poor girl, a girl who couldn't fight against fate. In the face of fate, this girl can only accept it silently. But Lisa doesn't want to be such a weak person, she has to fight, she has to fight, she doesn't want to end up being as helpless as the girl in front of her.

Now that you have boarded this thief ship, there is no turning back. Either you will be ruthless and continue to walk, then you will die and be out. Thinking of this, Lisa's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of ruthlessness.

Wei Wei seemed to feel a trace of murderous intent emanating from the other party, and subconsciously took a few steps back, she looked at the other party a little timidly, and asked in a low voice, "Officer, can I see my family?"

"Family?" Lisa's eyes froze, she took a few steps forward, and said, "Did you think about your family when you were killing?" ”

"But I didn't kill anyone." Vivien was in a hurry.

"The evidence is there, and the truth is that you killed your own cousin." Lisa said with a grim face.

"I didn't do anything, why don't you believe me?" Vivien crouched on the ground, huddled in fear. For some reason, Vivien felt that the officer in front of her had suddenly become even more terrifying than the wild bear on the desert island.

"We only trust the evidence, not the assumptions." As Lisa spoke, she glanced silently at the surveillance probe in the corner.

At this time, the flashing indicator on the surveillance probe has long been extinguished, which means that Bob has artificially cut off the surveillance system in this interrogation room by the chief surveillance.

It also meant that it was time for Lisa to do it......

In New York City, on a main road leading to the police station, a pitch-black Humvee is speeding like a mad beast.

This arrogant Humvee has long been targeted by the traffic police in this neighborhood, but seeing that the Humvee is wearing an eye-catching military vehicle license plate, the traffic police did not step forward to stop it. Just report this information to the superior department in a timely manner, and patiently wait for the instructions of the superior.

Squeak squeak!

After a screeching tire grinding, the Humvee pulled up on the side of the road about fifty meters from the New York Police Department.

The door opened, and three men with large duffel bags jumped out of it. One of the men wore a cap and sunglasses to hide his face, while the other two men wore a hilarious clown mask and a fat, colorful coat.

What is this for? Circus juggling?

The man with the cap quickly disappeared into the crowd with his head down, while the other two men in clown masks walked out into the street across the street from the police station with large heavy duffel bags on their backs.

Pulling open the duffel bag, the two clowns quickly took out the contents of the contents, which turned out to be a submachine gun and a heavy machine gun.

What is this for? Is there a show at the door of the police station how to use a firearm?

Some bold passers-by around couldn't help but surround them, after all, in front of the police station, this place couldn't be safer, no one would believe that these two funny-looking clowns would shoot out with real guns.

Click!

The two clowns quickly reload their bullets and pull the bolt to load.

Listening to the sound of metal crashing and looking at the serious appearance of the two clowns, passers-by couldn't help but admire that this vaudeville show was quite realistic.

Da Da Da ------ Da Da ------

When a blinding tongue of fire flashed from the muzzles of the two guns, and a furious rain of bullets smashed the parked vehicles on the side of the road, and the debris flew everywhere, the faces of all onlookers immediately turned as white as snow.

My God. This is not a juggling, but a real-life terrorist-terrorist attack.

The two clowns were back to back, their guns firing out a whistling bullet. The fuel tank of a car was hit by a stray bullet, and it exploded with a loud bang, and the firelight mixed with thick black smoke rose into the air, and the huge impact and sound quickly spread around, and the glass windows of the buildings that were closer were suddenly exploded, and sharp fragments flew everywhere.

The screams, the noise, the crying of the father and the mother's escape sounded at the door of the New York police station, but they were soon suppressed by the fierce gunshots.

No one would have thought that a mob would be so crazy as to demonstrate in front of the police station, and for a moment, the people here were in a state of confusion, and they didn't know where to hide in the face of the rain of bullets.

What's wrong with the world? Who would have the audacity to openly launch a terrorist attack at the door of the New York Police Department?