"Hey, why did you get into my car!" Li Shaoze followed the FBI closely behind him and went out, and saw that the rookie detective's car key was not pulled, so he simply came directly to the convertible, opened the door and sat in the driver's seat. "Carter" stood on the walkway of the garden, saw this scene and hurriedly chased out to the door, and quickly sat in the co-pilot.

"Your G14 mission failed, shouldn't you go back to the police station to get fast food?"

Li Shaoze glanced at the rookie detective, twisted the car keys, turned the steering wheel, and followed straight behind the FBI convoy.

As for the question of how the rookie detective would return to the police station after he drove the car away, he didn't bother to think about it for the other party. After all, the bus routes in Los Angeles should be more familiar to rookie detectives as locals.

"Carter" grinned, and suddenly put one hand on Li Sir's shoulder, and said to the convoy in front: "Man, you use my car, should you give me a ride." ”

"Hehe, what do you want?"

"Let's work together, and after this case is solved, I will be the most heroic agent in Los Angeles."

"Carter" patted his chest, a righteous and awe-inspiring tone.

However, Li Shaoze could see at a glance that this guy's pursuit of honor was fake, and his pursuit of promotion was real. Don't look at his current picture of ambition, in fact, he just wants to follow the FBI people to pick up cheap. Even the dangers contained in it are not well understood.

"Okay, you're all in the car, can I refuse you?"

The corners of Li Shaoze's mouth provoked a smile, and he actually agreed very simply, and his attitude was completely unexpected by "Carter".

"Carter" patted the Chinese police officer on the shoulder again, feeling that the other party was quite gentle in private. Wait, if you can pick up a little bit of cheapness and get a little credit behind the FBI ass, promotion is close at hand.

After all, it was the consul's daughter who suffered the kidnapping, so it's not too much to be promoted to sheriff after the case is completed, right?

What's more, listening to what "Matthew" said just now, this Chinese police officer is also very powerful. When the time comes, you won't get credit from behind the FBI's ass, and you will definitely be able to get credit with him.

A little person has the wisdom of a little person, and even a rookie has his own unique ideas.

The reason why Li Sir will agree here is simple, because he has no law enforcement certificate and no law enforcement rights. Instead of going on a rampage alone and finally letting Consul Han wipe his ass, it is better to take the rookie detective with him.

He doesn't need a rookie detective to help him handle the case, as long as he "borrows" this guy's documents for use, at least he is cooperating with the police and is completely legal.

"Matthew" doesn't want to trouble him because of this.

And after Li Sir saw the rookie detective's desire for promotion, he had more ways to handle him in his heart.

Soon, the convoy came to South Broadway, in front of a T-junction.

Since it was daytime, the special services and the city police were moving extremely quickly. When the F.B.I. convoy stopped at the intersection, all nearby roads had been blocked by the city police.

Click, a helicopter arrived in the sky, circling around the building. It is responsible for monitoring the movement of targets to prevent criminals from escaping.

Matthew hung up his FBI credentials and got out of the car with his teammates, and the heads of the special task force and the city police surrounded him.

"Sir, the police department has cordoned off all the lanes around it."

"Sir!"

"Los Angeles Secret Service, report to you!"

Matthew took out a walkie-talkie, bowed his head and asked the police station, then turned his head and began to adjust the channel.

After adjusting the channel, he immediately said a few more words, and the person in charge of the police station immediately took out a roll of drawings and spread it out on the car cover. At the same time, 20 special service members wearing combat uniforms also stood neatly aside, waiting for the commander's orders.

Li Shaoze parked the sedan outside the cordon, patted "Carter" on the shoulder, and when he followed behind "Carter," he used his ID to fool through the border and enter the cordon.

Just from the armored vehicles around and the helicopters in the sky, you can see that the Los Angeles Police Force is highly mobile. To put it simply, the United States has money, the police force is well equipped, and the combat quality is not low.

After reading the architectural drawings, Matthew turned around and ordered: "The city police are guarding the building on the perimeter, and the special service team is divided into two groups, Group A will play from Broadway in front of the field, and Group B will enter from Maine Street behind the detour." ”

"If you encounter a criminal, you must shoot first, because our first goal is to save people."

“yes，sir。”

In fact, although the police position is not small, the places where the parking and pulling the line are blocked by buildings. You can completely avoid the view of "Building 620" and do not have to worry about being discovered by criminals.

After Matthew finished his deployment according to the topographical map, the heads of the special service team and the city police both raised their hands and saluted and left, and each began to carry out the order.

I saw a special service team of twenty people, which quickly divided into two teams, one of which entered through the alley at the back, and could not see the situation. The other bent over, holding a firearm, quickly approached the stairs from the corner of the wall, and finally quickly jumped into the stairs, and began to search on the first floor.

At this time, Li Shaoze saw that the Los Angeles police quickly started to act, walked up to Matthew with a jealous face, and took the initiative to persuade: "Do you think that the kidnappers deliberately let you know the location?" Attract you here! ”

"You know, it doesn't take a minute to pay the ransom."

Matthew stood in front of the car, holding a walkie-talkie in his hand, and suddenly his face changed, and he asked aloud, "What do you mean?" Did you mean I was tricked? ”

"It's too late to evacuate the officers."

Mr. Li tapped on the lid and pointed to the five-story building on South Broadway.

If he wasn't afraid that the kidnappers would implicate Xiurong in the FBI's actions, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to break through the risk. Unfortunately, some people don't appreciate it, like Matthew.

I saw Matthew laugh, his face was a little embarrassed, and then a little angry.

Although after being reminded by Li Sir, he was also aware of the danger, but he was ready to send it. He believes in the strength of the special service team even more, even if he hijacks the gangsters head-on, he can still break through and rescue the hostages.

So Matthew smiled with a sullen face: "The U.S. Federal Anti-Terrorism Task Force has been established for 50 years, and there are hostages rescued in the training subjects. ”

"It's not a knockoff in some places, it's comparable to it."

The copycat in Matthew's mouth is obviously talking about the Flying Tigers on Hong Kong Island, and after finishing speaking, he didn't forget to sneer again and add: "Hmph, you guys like to engage in copycats." ”

As the forerunner of the world's special operations, the United States is indeed the first in terms of strength in this regard.

When the Flying Tigers were founded, they were learning from the American police system. And there has always been no shortage of American instructors to give tactical guidance to the Flying Tigers.

As a Hong Kong Island policeman, Li Sir stood on the turf of the "world police" and was squeezed into two knockoffs. To be honest, I didn't have a temper at all.

So Li Sir laughed twice, and simply stopped persuading. A man walked under the telephone pole next to him, took out a cigarette and lit one, and slowly exhaled a breath and said, "Hehe, whatever you want." ”

Anyway, the death of the Los Angeles police officer is nothing to do with the superintendent of Hong Kong Island. Since the other party expressed a strong refusal, he didn't need to say more, just wait quietly to see the results.

"Carter" looked back and forth, walked up to Li Sir and said, "Why don't you give me one?" Buddy. ”

"I thought you didn't know how to smoke, come on, Hong Kong Island is good, and see what is different from the United States."

Li Shaoze opened the cigarette case and took out one to "Carter".

"Carter" lit a cigarette in his mouth and tasted it: "I usually smoke camels, the kind of camels in the desert. ”

"By the way, do you really think it's a trap?"

Li Shaoze mentioned a little, and Matthew could probably guess the reason, but the rookie detective in front of him was still full of doubts.

"Follow along, something must have happened before this cigarette is smoked." Li Shaoze flicked his cigarette ash and leaned diagonally against the wire.

"Carter" turned into a cross-eyed, staring at Li Sir's face and secretly thinking: "Is this Chinese police officer really so smart?" ”

"Hopefully, God will bless the officers of the Secret Service."

"Carter" rolled his eyes, held a cigarette, and leaned on the telephone pole like Li Sir. And he smoked with one hand on the telephone pole, posing in a unique handsome pose.

Crackling, a few simple wings of pigeons suddenly landed at the feet of the two, bowing their heads and pecking at the crumbs.

"Report sir, there's no problem on the first floor!"

"Report to the sir, there is no problem on the second and third floors......"

At this time, Matthew was holding a walkie-talkie in his hand, followed by several detectives, and looked up at the top floor of the building together. After hearing the report of the special service team, he immediately said solemnly: "Everyone be careful. ”

“yes，sir。”

"Approaching the fifth floor."

Li Shaoze took one last puff of cigarette and extinguished the cigarette butt next to the trash can. Seeing this, "Carter" also took off the cigarette butt, threw it on the ground and stomped on it twice.

"I'm done."

"Why didn't anything happen?"

"Huh."

With a bang, there was a loud bang from the entire fifth floor of the 620 South Broadway Building, and scorching firelight, gunsmoke, and rubble fell from the sky.

The pigeons on the street fluttered their wings and flew away, Li Shaoze's eyes swept over the cigarette butts on the ground, but he didn't expect that this guy obviously had half a cigarette left, so in order to be a good man with him, he actually stepped on the cigarette in advance.

With a click, a small corpse smashed on Carter's head, and Carter quickly bent down to make a dodge gesture and shouted, "Can you give me another cigarette, man." ”

"I regret stepping on that half-cut cigarette."

Matthew stared at the top floor of the building in amazement, listened to the noisy electronic voice on the walkie-talkie, and finally held back a sentence: "Let the bank prepare 50 million US dollars and call it temporarily in the name of the FBI." ”

"Now a search of the neighborhood will be carried out immediately, and I'm sure the culprit is still hiding nearby."

As for the hostages? Definitely not in this building.

Those robbers are still counting on the criminals in exchange for ransom, how can they bring the hostages to the scene. That's worth $50 million.