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Jin Muchen's house is located on the edge of the most prosperous area of SOHO, at the intersection of two streets, and the house behind his house is not occupied now, because the asking price is too high and has not been sold.

So the nearest neighbor to him was also fifty meters away, on another street, and the room where the shootout took place, which was originally designed in terms of security and confidentiality, and during the renovation, the walls were thickened and the noise barrier was made, so he was not worried that someone would call the police because they heard the gunshots.

Jin Muchen slowly squatted down, this was the first time he had participated in a shootout at such a close distance, and killed people.

Although I have been involved in shootouts in Los Angeles before, they were all far away at that time, not as close and intuitive as this time.

After being equipped with an ability, he had a feeling of being above others, and he looked down on the life and death of others a lot, but anyway, this was also his first time killing someone, and there was such a scene as a headshot at such a close range.

When the adrenaline stimulation began to subside, he actually felt a little prostration, and his stomach was also uncomfortable, which has to say that his modified body, the nerves are not ordinary thick, if he changes to someone else, the first time he kills, at least he has to slow down for a while, and if he doesn't do well, he has to see a psychiatrist.

After getting through the discomfort at the beginning, Jin Muchen's biggest headache was what to do with these three corpses?

The three guys had apparently planned a qiē before they came, and they didn't have any documents on them that could prove their identity.

There are only a few emergency change notes. But on the bearded man who took the lead. He pulled out a disposable phone.

He opened his phone's address book. There was only one number inside, Jin Muchen put the phone in his arms, then came to the window and glanced out.

The car that was parked at the opposite corner of the street, and Brian sent to keep an eye on him, he had been paying attention to it for a long time, and now he was not worried about someone calling the police, calling the police. Rather, I'm afraid of these FBI nasty ghosts.

He knew they were listening to him, and although the room was well guarded against noise, they could easily hear gunshots in the house if they had bugs in their house or were using amplification monitors outside.

While the whole process could be characterized as self-defense, it could provide an interface for the damn FBI to get into their rooms and ask all those nasty questions.

And once they give them the handle, they can officially open a case for investigation. In the future, there will be enough excuses to harass yourself.

Jin Muchen didn't have time to entangle with them. He didn't want those guys to break into his house at this time, but unfortunately, he had already seen through the car window that the two guys who had been sitting in the car and monitoring this side had already walked out of the car door, although they were not in a hurry, but one person was on the phone, apparently contacting his superior.

It seems that they really used the listening equipment to listen to themselves, and they must have heard something.

However, they did not rush in, presumably because they were not too sure, they were applying for a search warrant, and if they came to knock on the door rashly, they would have 10,000 ways to prevent them from entering.

Then before they apply for a search warrant, they still have some time to clean up the scene.

Jin Muchen turned around and looked at the three corpses on the ground, his eyes flashed, and with a wave of his hand, the three corpses were transferred into the purple jade space by him, and then he directly picked up the cleaning tools in the room and began to clean up the blood stains on the ground.

There was no floor in this room, but floor tiles, and the three guys were killed relatively closely, and the blood stains were well cleaned up.

First use a few dry towels to absorb the blood stains on the ground, then sprinkle some high-efficiency detergent, rinse with water, the blood stains will disappear immediately, and then use a mop to carefully clean the ground, there will be no traces at all.

The bullet casings on the ground and the warheads on the walls are all easy to find, and every time you find a place, you can raise your hand and wave it, and they are all included in the purple jade space.

It only took about half an hour for the room to be cleaned, and Jin Muchen believed that even if the FBI's identification experts came, they couldn't find the slightest clue using advanced detection instruments, not to mention that those identification experts didn't have a chance to go out at all.

Because in the United States, if you want to invite them, you first have to make sure that there is a crime, and the main basis for judging the occurrence of a crime is that you must have a corpse, and without a corpse, you cannot conclude that there is a murder, even if the room is full of bloodstains of those people, without a corpse, you can't file a case, and those poor people can only be included in the category of missing persons.

As soon as he finished cleaning up, he heard the sound of slamming the door downstairs.

When I went downstairs, I saw several tall and strong men in front of the door, slamming the door violently.

"Hey, tap, smashed my door, be careful I sue you for destroying other people's property. And don't you know how to read, it's closed now! ”

Jin Muchen opened the door and pointed to the sign hanging at the door with a very unfriendly attitude and said to the two people, Made, when those three guys came to kill me, I didn't see you coming, and it was timely to come at this time, so although he knew that these two guys were FBI, Jin Muchen was not polite to them.

"FBI, sir, we suspect that there is a murder in your house, this is a search warrant."

At this time, Brian pushed away a few strong men standing in front of him, and came to Jin Muchen with a search warrant, in order to apply for this search warrant, he tried his best and used a lot of connections, this time he was determined to win.

This time the boy was dead, but his men saw the men they had found enter his house, and then heard the gunshots, and something must have happened here.

That's enough, I'm sure I'll be able to find those things, and even if I can't find them, the shooting here is enough to make this guy drink a pot.

Jin Muchen looked at the search warrant, then glanced at Brian who was standing in front of him with a sneer, and he also squeezed out a sneer: "OK!" You can go in and search, but I warn you, you have to be careful, any thing here is worth tens of millions of dollars, if it is lost or broken, hehe, you can rest assured, I will definitely sue and make you lose all your money. ”

After saying that, he let go of the door, and several wolf-like guys swarmed in, and their movements were quite rough, and they turned upstairs and downstairs, but of course they didn't find what they were looking for.

But they soon came to the second floor, Brian stood in front of the door with a smile, looking at Jin Muchen with a little provocation, Jin Muchen didn't wait for him to speak, he opened the door, and saw the situation inside, Brian was dumbfounded.

The room was empty, and none of the expected stolen antiques from the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston, were seen, not even the expected corpses, and there was not a trace of blood.

How so? How so?

No, keep searching, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to turn out those antiques and corpses.

He called in a trace examiner and began to search the house inch by inch, but in addition to a few very slight splattered blood stains on the walls of the rooms on the second floor and on the roof, there were also some bullet marks on the walls of the rooms on the second floor.

Nothing else was found, no antiques were found, and the bodies of those men were also not found.

There are no corpses, so there is no way to open a case for investigation, and those trace inspection experts also said that they can take those blood stains back for testing, but even if it is proved that these are human blood, it will not say anything, and this blood stain will not prove that there have been dead people here.

And the bullet marks in the room can't say anything, maybe the owner of the house likes to practice marksmanship in his own home?

Brian felt like he was going crazy, he thought he had seized the opportunity, but he didn't expect to work in vain.

No, there is surveillance in this room, if there is a shootout here today, some gunfights should have been recorded, but when he came to the monitoring center in the basement, he found that the computer hard disk responsible for collecting the surveillance footage was gone.

Called Jin Muchen to ask, but Jin Muchen replied with a sneer, there were thieves here yesterday, and those thieves stole the computer hard drive.

"And what about the three people who came in before?"

Brian was no longer in the mood to play this cat-and-mouse game with Jin Muchen, he asked angrily.

"What three? Hey! Were you spying on me before? Otherwise, how would you know that three people have come to me, and believe it or not, I can sue you? ”

Jin Muchen pretended to be sad and indignant and asked, Brian's face became more and more gloomy, these damn guys will take advantage of the loopholes of the law.

"It's a clue from other well-wishers."

"That's right...... The three men walked through the back door......"

"How is that possible? Do you have a habit of letting guests out the back door? ”

"Who knows what they think? They are willing to go from there, can I stop them? ”

Looking at Jin Muchen's hippie smiling face, Brian really wanted to rush over and punch him in the face.

"Where did you get that phone from?"

Brian saw Jin Muchen smiling and playing with a phone in his hand, and his face suddenly changed, but the phone was handed over by him to the boss of the thief gang as a contact channel.

"Picked it up from the back alley, what's wrong? Is this your phone? ”

"Uh...... No...... It's not ......"

"But there's only one phone number? It looks familiar.,Who's it?,I can't remember.,Why don't I'm going to give it a try......"

Jin Muchen looked at Brian with a somewhat playful smile, and Brian could only reach into his trouser pocket with an embarrassed face and turn off his disposable mobile phone that specifically contacted thieves. (To be continued......)