It's all over, and it's like there's no end to it.

The abandoned yard has been surrounded by a cordon, the forensic doctor, the detectives, the chief, the sergeant, and Charles, they have all finished surveying the scene, and are gathering together to exchange views, two stretchers covered with white cloths were sent to the ambulance, the FBI agent with the injured leg accompanied the captain's body into the same car, and the two black agents were outside to help close the car door.

"Don't feel too guilty, Vic, it's not your fault." The SWAT Captain held his helmet in one hand and pressed the other hand on Vic's shoulder, reassuring the colleague with rare gentle words.

"What am I guilty about?"

Of course, Vic didn't feel guilty, he was distracted, while speculating on the eyes of the director's group of people looking at him from time to time, while always paying attention to the actions of the three FBI agents, and listening to Sean who was taking notes not far away.

Maybe the appearance of being in a daze gave the SWAT captain the illusion, "Don't hold up Vic, I know your temper, you must be thinking in your heart at this time, if you get in there a minute earlier, you can save the life of an FBI......," he said.

"The FBI guys are talking about me." Vic replied.

"I went in there with Vic and ...... What the? What did you just ask? Oh, I'm behind Vic, how far away? Uh, five meters, or seven meters...... Sorry, I'm a bit confused right now, I can't remember......"

Sean confessed so much, obviously the two have already colluded to have 'lines', this guy! Vic lowered his head, his eyebrows furrowed.

"It's okay, I understand." The female police officer who made the transcript was not suspicious, and kindly brought a blanket, draped it on Sean's shoulder, and asked her partner to get a cup of steaming coffee, "Why don't you take a break first?" ”

"Okay."

Sean sat wilting at the back of the police pickup, pecking at the hot coffee, and took the opportunity to peek at Vic with a thief's eyes.

This idiot! At this time, the chain could not be dropped, and Vic did not react, because he saw that after the two black FBI agents sent the ambulance away, he walked towards Sean with a solemn face.

"Can I continue?" The female officer asked.

"Okay, you can." Sean nodded.

"What did you see first when you followed Vic into there?"

"Uh, I saw a detective in a suit lying close, with Sinaloa leaning against the corner in front of him."

"None of them have vital signs, right?"

"No, oh, no, after I checked with Vic, I didn't have it, only to find out that there wasn't. We couldn't be sure of ...... at the first time."

"I understand, you're in charge of checking ......"

"Sinaloa."

"By standard procedure?"

"Yes, the arteries in the neck, and then the wound in the chest......"

"But you didn't deal with his weapon first?"

"Well, I didn't notice, it wasn't well lit at the time, and it wasn't dawn yet...... I'm sorry. ”

"When did you find Sinaloa's second gun?"

"What?"

"The second gun, the second gun that the suspect left at the scene."

"Yes, I found out later, after we called for support."

“OK。”

At this time, an FBI agent spoke, "Don't you record confessions and isolate people?" He pouted at Viknunu.

"Ugh." The female officer looked up at Vic, "Stay away from us, Vic." She said jokingly.

"Yes, officer. Hey hey ......"

Vic smiled and pulled his belt, and was about to turn around and leave with the SWAT captain when he saw that the two FBIs had already approached Sean, as if to ask, "Hey! I said......" He didn't suppress the tension in his heart, and chose to take the initiative to provoke the other party, "Who messed up now?" ”

The two FBI agents instantly turned their heads to look at him, their eyes mixed with surprise, embarrassment, and anger, and everyone present froze in place, as if the air had been frozen for a few seconds.

"I'm sure, you're still the bastard Vic." The SWAT captain complained in his ear.

“You M-fxxk！”

The detective who had teased him before was so angry that he pounced and swung his fist, separated by the tall SWAT captain, "Hey! Calm down! No one wants to see that happen, OK!? ”

"What are you doing?" The chief, the sheriff, and Charles were quietly drawn in.

"Take care of your people!" FBI agents are furious with the director.

"Mind yourselves!" When it really got into a fight, Vic got angry, "If you want me to say, it's because of you that those gangsters are in the street in advance!" ”

“Fxxk you！ We didn't affect the whole thing at all, okay? It was those two groups of people who suddenly stopped on the road and exchanged fire! Who would have thought!? ”

"Really? But your car was parked not far in front of the firefight, and you didn't even inform us that you were coming! Vic had already planned a few sore feet of the other party, "Look at your pride in seizing the opportunity in the woods, you don't have the most basic professional ethics at all!" ”

"Our captain killed the dangerous elements at the cost of his life! You should at least have a little respect for him! ”

The FBI agent shouted.

"No one needs him to fight the street boys!"

Vic sneered, "And guess what? I think it's because he drank some before he came, that's why he is so impulsive'! Because when I was examining his body, I smelled alcohol on him, and you, you...... Didn't drink less, right? He pointed to the two agents, "I noticed it in the woods last night, yes, yes, I just recorded it all in my confession." ”

"We ......"

The other party's momentum withered suddenly, "We...... That's because we went to APLUS's house last night to do an inquiry. He explained to the bureau chief and the others who were looking at him, "Well, there's a party going on over there...... We definitely didn't get drunk! ”

This explanation was too pale, Charles lowered his head to his collar and sniffed it, then rolled his eyes, "Everyone is shocked and sad about this matter, so don't blame each other, okay?" He patted the two agents on the arm, "Let's all go and rest first, your director will be here in the evening." ”

"Okay." The two agents obediently went to take the special car assigned to them.

"You guys also rest early, ready to call it a day, Vic, you go to rest too, the bureau will give you and Sean a paid leave first, do you need psychological counseling before coming back to work?"

The director seemed to be in a much better mood, and even winked at Vic secretly, "Just leave it to the colleagues on shift on the spot, by the way, let those two guys do an alcohol test." ”

The sheriff also gave Vic a thumbs up before leaving.

"No need to ......" nodded his forehead at the chief and sheriff as a salute, and then met Sean's ecstatic smile with joy, the guy's mood finally stabilized, and Vic glared at him fiercely.

"Let's go too." The SWAT captain asked, "Did they really drink?" ”

"Of course, I guess I drank a lot...... "Vic replied, "you go first, I'll wait for Sean." Then he asked, "By the way, just now Charles said that there is another director who will come?" ”

"What else could it be, Director Friese of the FBI." The SWAT captain replied.

Vic's pace slowed.

The SWAT captain also stopped waiting for him, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's okay, hehehe...... Vic pretended to be indifferent, "it looks like they take this seriously." ”

"Nonsense, hang an FBI detective."

"So...... Vic took out an FBI detective, and you left parts of your sniper rifle at the scene of the crime? In Highland Park, Song Ya also had a headache, and he returned safely and old Mike huddled in the stairwell of the new garage and whispered.

"Yes, Kenneth and I both witnessed it in the shadows." Old Mike replied.

“Fxxk……”

Song Ya's eyes were glazed.

"Will Kenneth be a danger?" Old Mike asked.

"Yes and no......"

Song Ya explained to him: "I don't know why Kenneth suddenly appeared, but after he appeared, he immediately took the initiative to contact Peter Flock, and expressed his willingness to participate in the Chicago gang talk and conference arranged by Peter to help maintain order in the hell bobtails." So he went there to kill Sinaloa, otherwise he would not be able to take back the gang and would not be able to gain Peter's trust and approval. He has always been a rule-by-the-ruler, and we should not worry about him being bad for us for the time being, but not necessarily in the future. ”

"I said that he didn't react after seeing that scene, and he didn't do anything to me." Old Mike said: "As for the sniper rifle, I will find a way to find an opportunity to get it all back secretly." ”

"No, didn't you say there was no evidence to get those parts in touch with you? It's too risky to return to the scene of a crime after an FBI inspector died. Song Ya stopped him.

"Will Vic be a hidden danger?" Old Michael asked again.

"I didn't expect him to be so ruthless." Song Ya scratched his head, "We must not let him find out that we know about the fact that he shot the FBI." ”

Vic sighed, "We used to underestimate him, and that black policeman's mind and ruthlessness were superb. ”

"Yes, he needs money, I heard that Cassiti's sister was also diagnosed with autism not long ago, and the family of two autistic people has to be treated in a professional private hospital, and Cassidi herself is in college ......"

Song Ya muttered to herself, "If it weren't for Sinara's madness, I wouldn't have come to this point, I hope this matter will pass quickly." ”