The fat man asked Gal to be in charge of managing the crowd, and he called a hovercar to hurry to the location of the city police station. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Vehicles that were speeding along the way, coming together, caught up with the severe congestion as they entered the city center. The fat man saw that it was not too far from the police station, so he got out of the car and walked to the police station.

Walking to the door of the police station, two special bulletproof armored vehicles for the police station drove out, followed by several hovering police cars, and there was a loud alarm bell. Even at the entrance of the city police station building, there are many people in police uniforms running around, as if something important has happened.

The fat man can be sure that something bad must have happened, and eighty percent of it is still related to the killer of Blood. After walking a few steps briskly and coming to the front desk of the police station to express her intentions, a female police officer led the fat man directly to the chief's office on the top floor.

Pushing open the chief's office, the female police officer motioned for the fat man to enter. As soon as the fat man stepped into the house, a thick smell of smoke penetrated into the fat man's nose, and he suddenly felt like he couldn't breathe. The female police officer also choked on the smoke and quickly closed the door. The fat man felt as if he was in a fairyland, but of course it didn't taste good.

"Mr. Li is here, sit down." A male voice wafted from across the smoke. The fat man looked fixedly, and sure enough, there was a figure sitting behind his desk. The figure waved his hand, and the smoke blocking him began to disperse, and it was a chubby middle-aged man talking to the fat man. The man didn't have a few hairs on his head, and it was not difficult to recognize him in the police uniform as the chief of the Tumaco Municipal Police.

The fat man came to the desk and sat down, "Mr. Director, are you looking for me?" "The fat man is enough to wonder, shouldn't Locke be in contact with him, why does the director want to see him in person.

Jeffrey barely smiled, "I think Mr. Locke has already looked for you before, and it is precisely because of the same thing that I called you this time." Jeffrey stood up, walked over to the windowsill, opened the window, and dispersed the smoke. Things have changed a bit, and the killers of the Bloodray Order seem to be aware of it and have fled the previous residential area.

Jeffrey turned again, the reluctant smile on his face had faded, and the sadness and anger were evident on his face. "The bloody killer Blood Knife was on his way to escape when he was stopped by the police officers who were ambushed there before." Sighing, Jeffrey continued, "At that time, the headquarters had also sent reinforcements, and it was difficult to fly with the Blood Knife. But his own brother, Bloody Blade, arrived in Tumaco City out of nowhere, and Bloody Blade led several Bloody Killers to attack our police officers. The chaos created an opportunity for the Blood Knife, and by the time the chaos was suppressed, the Blood Blade and the Blood Knife had long since disappeared. ”

The fat man was stunned when he heard this, he thought that there was only one person left in the Blood Mang Organization, but he didn't expect that Blood Man would dare to send a killer over, this is with Tumaco City and the Colo Federation.

Seeing that the fat man was stunned, Jeffrey lit another cigarette and smoked, "Things are not what you imagined, and Bloodray didn't send anyone over again." Bloodblade had come to save his brother himself, and had brought a few of his entourage. ”

The fat man nodded, "What about Locke, why don't you see Locke?" ”

"Locke arrived at the scene a little late, but he deduced that the Bloody Blades were fleeing in the direction of the outskirts of the city, hoping that he could find some clues." Jeffrey looked out the window again, not knowing what he was thinking.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and Jeffrey said to the fat man, "I trust Locke's decision, and since Locke thinks you can do it, then I trust you too." Either way, I hope you can help us catch this horde of killers, criminals. Speaking of this, a fierce light flashed in Jeffrey's eyes, and it turned out to be a cold murderous aura.

The fat man was shocked, "Well, no problem, I promise to cooperate with the police station to arrest the criminal!" ”

Suddenly, the door was pushed open with a bang. Locke walked in from outside, sniffed his nose, and said disgruntled to Jeffrey, "How many cigarettes are you smoking!" ”

"Hey, I'm sick, I want to smoke when I'm upset, I really don't know if there's a chance to quit." Jeffrey pressed the half-smoked cigarette in his hand into the ashtray that was already stuffed with cigarette butts, "How's it going, did you find anything?" ”

Locke found another chair and sat down, "No, I was held back a little by the people behind the cushion, and after dealing with these people, I never managed to catch up with the Bloody Knife and the Bloody Blade. However, I can determine the general direction of their escape, and if the military and the police are called on to act together now, the outskirts of the city will be completely cordoned off and martial law will be imposed, and the scope of the search can be greatly reduced. ”

"Hmm." Jeffrey nodded, "As you said, I've already sent someone to contact the military, and if nothing else, martial law has already begun." ”

Locke looked at the fat man, "I'm going to trouble you again this time." ”

The fat man waved his hand, "I'm just doing what I can, but I don't know the bottom of my heart." "Actually, the fat man is still very afraid, the training quality of these killers is very high, I thought that one would be difficult to deal with, but I didn't expect that there would be another one, and there would be even more people.

"You don't have to worry about this, our police will do their best to assist you." Jeffrey slapped the table hard, "If you can keep it alive, don't care if you can't keep it alive, in short, they will all have to pay the price of blood in the end." ”

The fat man's mouth twitched, he grabbed what he could, and killed what he couldn't catch alive? The fat man really has no bottom in his heart, he usually fights at most, threatening small gangsters and gangsters, and has never competed with professional killers. Catch the live mouth, I'm really afraid that I will be left alive. But at this point, the fat man has no way to excuse himself, and it is absolutely impossible to let these people create chaos in the city of Tumako.

"Locke, your grandfather has been transferred out of the custody room, go and see him, the matter here will be handled by our police, if I find the location of this group of killers, I will inform the two of you immediately."

Locke nodded, didn't say anything more, and immediately turned around and strode away. "So, I'm going back too?" The fat man asked Jeffrey.

"Well, go ahead."

The door slammed against him, and Jeffrey pulled a cigarette from under his desk and smoked it again.

The fat man who pushed the door out was about to leave, when he saw a middle-aged man walking briskly in front of him and almost collided with him. I didn't see his face, although he was wearing a suit, he seemed to be from the police station.

When the fat man came out of the house, he found that Locke had not left, but was standing not far away waiting for him, shaking his head and not thinking about it again. "Look at you, it's your first time at the police station, right?" Locke said to the fat man with a smile.

"Uh, yes. It still feels weird to get here. The fat man said honestly.

The two went downstairs together and chatted casually.

"It's really hard to think that you, a loan shark, have never been to the police station once, no wonder you feel so awkward."

"No one has dared to report me if I put my loan shark on me, and besides, I'm no longer doing it now." The fat man said.

"Yes, yes. Didn't you run a security company, but these people you took under you.... Tsk, it's not like I said, you should really pay a lot of money to hire some really capable people. Locke was a bit of a serious talker.

The fat man was silent when he heard this.

Walking to the door of the police station, the fat man said to Locke, "I believe they can change, and if you don't believe it, I hope you can have a chance to visit." After saying that, the fat man ignored Locke, turned around and left in the direction of home.

Locke looked at the fat man who didn't look back, beckoned and left, and actually laughed, not a smile with any complex meaning, but the most natural laugh.

"This fat man, it's really interesting."