Chapter 113: Brown Crowe's curtain call

"Thorn-"

The paper cutter flashed in Mark's hand, and steadily and quickly cut a gap directly on the duffel bag in front of him!

Mark's special dagger is used as a throwing knife, not in this kind of place.

Outside!

With his arms outstretched, Jack was directing someone to put an explosion-proof suit on him.

Debbie next to her is nervously watching Mark's every move in the picture through the camera above the head of the bomb disposal robot!

Squatting on one knee on the floor, Mark tossed the paper cutter aside, and directly stretched out his hands and pulled them along the gap to both sides!

When he saw the contents of the duffel bag, Mark's eyes couldn't help but shrink.

The hands have also stopped moving!

"What's wrong...... Debbie in front of the monitor froze when she saw Mark's figure, became a little agitated, and directed the robot to drive to the side......

That's it!

Mark stood up directly, but there was an extra A4 paper cut note in his hand.

On the top of the note, there is a dense patch of English words cut out of newspaper.

It reads:

"Hello, Mark Louis, I want to play a game with you!

Years.

You've become a rising superstar in the law enforcement system!

Countless criminals have been arrested by you.

Countless sinners have been shot by you.

You enjoy the light and honor!

But......

Beneath your handsome face, surrounded by flowers and applause, hides an ugly, debauched, bloodthirsty beast!

I'd love to know, but when you're faced with a choice.

Choose to reveal your true colors or settle for Julia Beve's death!

Time is running out!

Make your choice! ”

After reading the letter, Mark kicked the duffel bag in front of him against the wall.

Turn around and head outside!

Outside!

Mark took out his phone and dialed Julia's number!

The call is connected!

An unfamiliar, electronically synthesized voice came from another part of the phone!

"Hello, Mr. Louis!"

Mark said gloomily, "Brown Crowe, if Julia is missing a finger, I swear I'll throw your daughter and wife into the Pacific Ocean to feed the sharks......"

"......" Brown Crowe!

In an abandoned warehouse in Queens, Brown Crowe, dressed like a bum, heard Mark's words on the phone, and the expression on his face instantly froze.

I don't even know where I have a flaw!

Mark smiled coldly and said, "You damn maggot! I really thought I didn't have these few months, I didn't hold your position. You met your daughter at the playground three days ago......

Brown Crowe: "...... How did you find out it was mine. ”

Mark looked at his subordinates around him and began to lift his guard, and said lightly: "It's still ugly, it's still debauched, and it's bloodthirsty...... Hehe, I really thought your notebook was in the chimney and we didn't find it? ”

Maggi!

As soon as he saw these three coherent adjectives, Mark understood who made this play.

It's a pity that when he saw the first line of words just now, he thought that a special jigsaw had entered this universe!

And play a game!

Squirt your nosebleeds!

"Debbie, have you found it?" Mark covered the microphone and asked in a deep voice to Debbie, who was quickly locating the location of Julia's cell phone signal on the computer!

The words have just fallen!

Debbie turned around and made an OK gesture and handed Mark a note with the phone's location address written on it!

As soon as Debbie got up, Mark pointed to his subordinates who were about to follow and said lightly: "Don't come here!" ”

This time, Mark didn't throw the maggots that had few shots but were disgusted with the explosion index into the Pacific Ocean.

Mark with his last name!

From the very beginning of Mark's first case, he has been specifically looking for trouble with Mark, and he is the kind that is tireless.

If you say that you have a relationship and a brain, forget it, Mark will pay attention to it!

But you're a poor boy from a remote town who got lucky enough to get into the FBI's housekeeping division......

Why are you dancing so happily?

Who is not good, why do you have to scare an opponent who is higher than you in terms of resources or education?

Mark didn't look at him properly!

But you think it's despising you, that's your pot.

After getting into the car, Mark held the phone while controlling the car to move backwards rapidly.

Brown Crowe, who was on the other side of the phone, also seemed to sense something, and was about to hang up.

Mark's voice came coldly: "If you dare to leave, or dare to touch a single hair of Julia, no matter which one it is, you can go to the Pacific Ocean at noon today to feed the sharks......"

With that, Mark threw his phone directly on the co-pilot and drove quickly in the direction of Queens!

"Bang...... Shet! ”

In an abandoned warehouse near the riverbank, Julia with her hands and feet tied to a chair looked at Brown Crowe, who suddenly went crazy not far away, with frightened eyes!

I really don't understand why the kidnapper, who just answered the phone and was still smiling, suddenly became like this.

Isn't it stimulated by something?

Obviously!

Mr. Brown Crowe, who went from a glamorous federal agent to a kidnapper, didn't expect it either.

"Falk ......"

When he heard on the radio that Mark Louis had a daughter.

He was shocked!

Just then, a mysterious man finds him and asks him if he wants revenge on the culprit who brought him all this!

He agreed!

Immediately came up with a very perfect means of revenge.

Originally, he was planning to kidnap the fourteen-year-old Lylith Louis.

But......

It is too dangerous to kidnap in the school, and on the way to and from school, Mark escorts the whole process.

Come rain come shine!

For God's sake, this guy hasn't ever been so diligent at work......

Ultimately!

Brown Crowe had no choice but to kidnap Julia.

After the kidnapping was in his hands, he had already thought about it, and even hid himself......

But!

The means he was going to use Julia to humiliate Mark had not yet been used, and he was especially discovered by the person concerned!

Moreover, they even threatened him in turn!

What is this thing called!

He's the kidnapper, okay!

Rubbing his hair, which looked like a chicken coop and smelled of a strange smell.

Brown Crowe pulled out a disposable cell phone from his muddy trouser pocket and dialed a call!

The call is connected!

"He's found me." Brown Crowe turned his head to look at Julia, the hostage he was tied to the chair, and said in a deep voice, "He'll be there soon, you guys." ”

“…… Relax, Mr. Crowe! Just stand there and don't move! ”

"Bang-"

Brown Crowe was slightly stunned and said, "What sound ......?"