West Main Street, London, murder scene.

The reporters who arrived surrounded the place, excitedly holding their cameras at the corpses covered with white cloths on the ground in the distance.

Just half an hour earlier, according to the description of the caller, there had been a horrific shootout here, leaving a total of more than a dozen bodies at the scene.

"Mr. Director, is this a gang fight?"

"Was it a terrorist attack?"

"The surrounding residents said that the murderer they saw was only one person!"

"Is it the inaction of your police station or the arrogance of criminals that there is such a fierce shootout in London?"

“……”

Faced with reporters' questions, Bromney, the commissioner of the London Police Department, frowned and said: "I'm sorry to everyone, but it is inconvenient for us to disclose any information until the case is investigated." ”

Suddenly, out of the corner of the director's eye, he saw a familiar figure approaching, and immediately waved his hand to signal the police officers next to him to maintain order at the scene, while he himself turned around and walked up to the figure and shouted, "Gracie!" ”

"Bromney, how's it going?" Gracie, of the National Security Agency, shook hands with the administrator.

"Not good."

Bromney had a headache, and anyone would be upset when they encountered a case of such a large number of casualties.

Gracie said, "Have you found out the identities of these people?" ”

"The identities of several of them have been identified, and the others are still under investigation."

Bromney led Graci to a van, pointed to the two bodies covered with white cloths inside, and said: "The man on the left is called McGla, and we found out that he is one of the leaders of the Northern Irish national faction." ”

"McGrah?" Gracie looked at the corpse and was surprised: "It's not that McGra from UDI!" ”

"Yes, that's him."

Bromney has been investigating two bombings in London recently, and during the day today, he communicated with people from the National Security Service and MI6 that he knew that McGera was the person behind the two bombings, and that he was killed so quickly before they could make a full arrest.

"How is that possible! We're still talking about capturing McGera this morning! Gracie looked stunned.

"Although I don't want to admit it, in fact this body is indeed McGuera, and we have also checked the identity of the female body next to it, and it may be the woman who was one of the bombings in London."

"Are there any surveillance cameras around here?" Gracie looked around.

Bromney pinched his nose and said, "Yes, but I didn't take a picture of the murderer, but according to the oral accounts of witnesses nearby, the murderer was a man about six feet tall, holding an assault rifle, he rushed directly to the commercial vehicle and killed the two of them, and then exchanged fire with a group of more than a dozen people who were chasing after him, who might be McGera's bodyguards." ”

"You mean to say that the murderer killed everyone here alone?" Gracie's eyes widened as he looked at the white shrouds scattered around him.

"Probably not, someone heard the sound of Barrett's sniper rifle, maybe the murderer has long-range support."

There are killers, long-range sniper support, and two people who are crucial to the bombing, and this matter is getting more and more complicated!

"Director!"

At this time, two police officers ran over out of breath.

"What's going on?" Bromney's heart tightened.

"When we were looking for witnesses nearby, we found four more bodies in a roadway in front of us!"

……

Night.

Squeak, squeak......

Strange sounds echoed in the hotel room.

I don't know how long it took.

Bond gasped, stepped out of bed, took out a pack of cigarettes from the bedside, took one out and lit one, took a deep breath, and exhaled a satisfied smoke.

"You're awesome!"

Mary's face flushed with satisfaction.

Bond glanced at Mary's flushed face and said confidently, "I've always been great." ”

Suddenly, Bond's cell phone rang, he walked quickly to his clothes and took out his phone, saw that it was a call from six places, frowned and answered, "What's wrong?" ”

"McGra died, just half an hour ago."

"What!"

Bond's eyes widened in disbelief, he did not hesitate to seduce Mary in order to find McGrah's whereabouts, but now you tell me that McGra is dead!

"Do you know who it is?" Bond said with a displeased face.

"The investigation is still ongoing, and the people in the Intelligence Section suspect that another force is involved, and it is very likely that it is the same group that kidnapped Hannes last time."

That man who is more Rambo than Rambo!

The thought of that big man gave Bond a headache, if he had caught the other party at that time, there would not have been so much trouble now.

"We suspect that in order not to reveal their identity, they may also do something to Hannes next, and Mrs. M wants you to rush back as soon as possible."

"Got it."

Hanging up, Bond quickly dressed, refused Mary's offer, and walked out of the hotel briskly, heading straight for the underground parking lot.

"Knock Knock"

Mary, who was lying on the bed, heard a knock on the door, thinking that Bond was back again, a courteous smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she picked up a bathrobe on the ground and wrapped it around her body, and shouted as she walked over to open the door, "Are you reluctant to let me go?" ”

"Who are you!"

Under Mary's stunned gaze, Rambo pulled out a pistol and shot the woman in the head.

There was a loud bang.

Mary, flushed, with a marble-sized hole in her forehead and a look of fear on her face, leaned back and fell to the ground with a bang.

At the same time that Rambo killed Mary, Gu Ren, who was waiting outside the hotel, heard a familiar mechanical sound in his ears.

【…… Guan Yuming thanked you for helping him solve the criminal gang that caused the explosion, and I would like to give you my years of training skills. 】

Sure enough, it was her!

A smile crossed the corner of Gu Ren's mouth, he had always thought that the final target was Hannes, but after recalling the plot of the movie, he remembered that Hannes's wife was also one of the organizers behind the London bombing.

"Rambo, get ready to retreat." After the mission was over, Gu Ren didn't want to stay here longer.

Rambo said, "Someone is following me." ”

"What's going on?"

Bang, bang, bang!

Suddenly, several fierce gunshots rang out from inside the headphones.

Gu Ren frowned, quickly opened the car door and ran towards the hotel, just took two steps, suddenly remembered that he didn't have a hood, and hurriedly returned to the car, put on a black hood, and rushed into the hotel quickly.

"What floor are you on?"

"On the third floor, that person is in the elevator room of the corridor."

Hearing that Rambo reported the enemy's location in the elevator room, Gu Ren gave up the idea of taking the elevator and turned around and walked into the safe passage.

...