Chapter 267: A New Traverser
On the familiar and unfamiliar street, Song Rui was holding a newspaper in his hand, and his eyes were a little distracted.
In December '92, there was still a week to celebrate Christmas.
In the system that appeared inexplicably, that line of font was still shining.
This is the world of the Gun King, a movie plane that is a little unfamiliar, but there are still some memories in my mind.
There was a poured Coke bottle at his feet, and the Coke inside was spilled all over the floor.
In the eyes of others, it may just be a puddle of black liquid with some bubbles.
But in Song Rui's eyes, he could clearly see the task requirements, and so on.
Mission: Kill the male protagonist.
Temporary Grant, Primary Firearm Use, Primary Mental Will, Primary Identity, Miniature Portable Space.
One Kroger pistol, one pistol, 100 rounds of ammunition.
Wear a silencer and basic replacement parts.
"Which dead kid knocked my Coke down again, the next time I see him, I have to kill him."
The newsstand owner suddenly saw a puddle of liquid on the ground, and his nose was crooked, so he dragged a mop and wiped it indiscriminately. Squinted at Song Rui and shouted, "Decrepit boy, do you want to buy it?" If you don't buy it, don't get in the way of my business. β
Erased the font, Song Rui reacted a little, Song Rui did not express any dissatisfaction with the bad attitude of the newsstand owner, put down the newspaper in his hand, nodded casually, turned around and left.
The boss stared at Song Rui's back and muttered in his mouth.
"Mainland boy, dressed with a head and face, looking like a dog, can't even afford a newspaper, go eat, miser."
I have to say that the identity of the system configuration is really good, and the clothes on the body are obviously high-end goods.
I found out the identity document in my arms and opened it to see that it was the FBI based in Los Angeles, who was currently on vacation.
In the pot of the newsstand just now, I have already taken a picture of myself.
Not much has changed, it's still the same.
It is really rare for a Chinese to be an FBI in the United States.
But this is just the world of movies, and there is no need to force the details.
For ordinary people, killing people is definitely an incredible thing, except for being often seen in the movie world, ordinary people don't think about it.
Don't look at the poor law and order in the United States, and murders are rare.
However, for Song Rui, who wanders on the edge of gray and occasionally steps into the black zone, killing people is actually not a difficult task.
Not to mention that I really need it.
Thinking back to yesterday's events, Song Rui still felt a little incredible.
Obviously I was still lying in the hospital yesterday, and I was in pain because of the entanglement of the disease, but today I can walk freely like an ordinary person.
It's been a long time since I've felt at ease.
This feeling is really greedy.
Song Rui doesn't know what this so-called system is, and for now, he doesn't want to know what it is.
If it is really as magical as in the consciousness projection, and can kill people to continue life, Song Rui is not stingy to give it a try.
The miniature carry-on area is not large, only 20 centimeters long, but it is enough to hold two guns, and those bullets, parts.
In addition to these things, there are two pieces of identification, as well as a wad of banknotes.
I thought it would be a US dollar banknote, but who knew it would be a Hong Kong dollar.
But it doesn't affect the cost.
After walking on the street for a while, he saw two military uniforms, Song Rui straightened his collar and walked over quickly.
"Sir, I'll ask you someone."
"Inquire about people to the police station, don't delay our work."
The uniformed policeman looked at Song Rui, and although his tone was not too good, he still stopped.
In this era, it was the time when the community was rampant, and although the police force had improved somewhat after the purge in the 60s, there were still many more black policemen who were corrupt and collected black money than those who did things seriously.
The two military uniforms in front of him are both in their 30s, and they obviously belong to the group that has no ability to climb up.
The biggest wish every day is to get off work safely, stay up until retirement, and get a pension.
I hate trouble the most, and when I meet Song Rui, the tone is naturally not good.
Song Rui smiled and said, "Don't be so indifferent, I know you are working hard, how about I ask for coffee in a while?" β
"That's not necessary, you have something to say." The attitude of the military uniform is obviously better.
"I want to ask which police station is Inspector Miao Zhishun in? I only know that he is from the Kowloon Crime Unit, and I don't know if he is east or west. β
"The famous Miao is checked. Of course, it's in West Kowloon, Miao Sir's name is well-known in the whole Kowloon, don't you know, from other places? What are you looking for Miao Sir for? β
"Of course I want to learn a gun, Miao Zhishun, a famous member of the Firearms Association. The marksmanship is good, and the reputation has spread to Los Angeles. β
Song Rui took out his ID and shook it in front of the two military uniforms, the eyes of the two military uniforms changed, and their bodies involuntarily stood up straight.
"It turned out to be from the United States. It may have been possible two days ago, but recently, Chief Miao has been involved in a big case. One of the key figures was shot dead, along with four G4 agents who were with him.
At this time, Chief Miao is looking for gun masters all over the world, and I'm afraid I don't have time to see you.
Speaking of Chief Miao, the uniformed policeman talked very much and said a lot.
Song Rui rarely interrupted, only occasionally answering the phone.
Follow the two of them slowly forward, and buy two packs of cigarettes when they pass by the vendors.
slapped two boxes of good cigarettes in the hands of uniformed policemen, and the attitude of the two was even better.
Although they can't be said to be friends, at least they can communicate on an equal footing, and some words come out naturally.
Song Rui was not in a hurry, a little bit of guidance, quietly listening, until more than an hour passed, and with the military uniform walking the whole street, they ended this conversation.
In just one hour, it can be regarded as digging out the character of Miao Zhishun from the roots, and 80% of the information on the surface is obtained from the mouth of the military uniform.
These two packs of cigarettes are worth the cost.
pointed out the direction of the police station, Song Rui waved goodbye to the two uniforms, and ordered the car to go straight to the West Kowloon Police Station.
As soon as I got out of the car, I didn't enter the compound when I saw an off-road vehicle coming from a distance.
When he was born and passed by Song Rui, he clearly saw the familiar face in the driver's seat.
The car turned into the parking lot, and Song Rui followed unhurriedly.
Miao Zhishun opened the door and got out of the car, and as soon as he closed the door, he saw Song Rui walking in front of him.
"Miao sir, I've admired my name for a long time."
Looking at the outstretched hand, Miao Zhishun reflexively reached out and shook it, and glanced at Song Rui.
"Who are you?"
"I'm a fan of yours, I want to learn from you."
"Learn to shoot?"
Miao Zhishun was slightly nervous, his eyes lowered, he glanced at Song Rui's right hand, and his expression suddenly relaxed.
"I'm sorry, I don't have time lately, and you don't have a foundation, even if you learn from me, it won't be effective, I suggest you first go to the Gun Association to have a membership, and find a special coach to lay a dozen foundations.
After a certain amount of shooting time, if you want to improve further, you can come back to me. β
"I don't have a foundation?"
The corners of Song Rui's mouth set up a strange arc.
Suddenly bullied forward, Miao Zhishun was startled, pushed Song Rui away, and shouted loudly. "What are you doing?"
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Miao Zhishun raised his head, and in front of him was the muzzle of the black hole, he was taken aback, and subconsciously touched it under his ribs, where the police gun had disappeared.
The two were in a stalemate for a few seconds, and the corners of Song Rui's mouth lined up, turned two guns, and reversed the muzzle of the gun and handed it back.
It is said that Miao Zhishun is a master, not only is the gun extremely accurate, but also has a very strong strategic sense and eyesight. In retrospect, I'm afraid it's an exaggeration. β
Miao Zhishun vigilantly retrieved the pistol, pointed the muzzle at Song Rui, and drank: "Dare to grab the police gun, raise your hands." β
Song Rui spread his hands: "It's just a joke, don't be so nervous." β
"No one is going to grab a police gun and make a joke." Miao Zhishun stared at Song Rui with sharp eyes. "You're weird, you don't have calluses on your hands, you don't look like someone who uses a firearm a lot, but your movements are fast and precise, and your posture with a gun is very standard.
I now suspect that you are a suspect in the shooting, please put your hands up and cooperate with my investigation. β
Song Rui shook his head and said: "It's really disappointing, the famous Chief Miao Zhishun turned out to be this kind of person." β
"Hands up, right now."
Miao Zhishun's movements and roar immediately attracted the attention of the people next to him.
This is a police station, and the most of them are police, and when they saw that it was Miao Zhishun who was inspected, someone immediately ran up to support.
Two detectives pressed Song Rui to the car and forcibly searched his body.
"Is there any mistake, I am a law-abiding citizen, you actually pointed a gun at me, Hong Kong is a legal society, you will not be idle and have nothing to do, you want to have a lawsuit."
"Shut up and be honest with me."
A fierce-looking detective pushed Song Rui hard, then took out his documents, opened them and saw that his face suddenly changed color, and turned his head and said, "Ah Miao, put down the pistol." That's not how the gun works. β
"Azu, I suspect that he is carrying a firearm illegally, check it carefully. Just now he grabbed the police gun, and he moved very quickly, as if he had been specially trained, and asked the brother to check on him, and I suspected that there was something wrong with him. β
Miao Zhishun stared at Song Rui tightly.
Azu shook his head, waved his hand and sent the nearby police away, and then returned the documents to Song Rui.
"I'm sorry, Miao, I've been dazed by the case at hand lately. Everyone is on an errand, and you know, sometimes emotions get up and it's hard to control, so don't mind. β
After speaking, he turned around and said to Miao Zhishun: "Don't be suspicious, this brother is the FBI of the United States, and he should be here for a vacation." β
Although he said this in his mouth, he pinched Song Rui's hand but did not let go.
On the other side, a policeman quickly turned on the computer, quickly found the corresponding message, and nodded.
Azu was really relieved, and while putting his hand down, he apologized one after another, and his tone was a little more sincere again.
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Miao Zhishun obviously didn't believe it, but he still put away the pistol, and then personally stepped forward to ask for the documents, and after repeated comparisons, he gave up unwillingly.
Song Rui looked calm.
"Did you do what we did? Sometimes it's inevitable to be overly nervous, understand. Can I go now? β
Azu nodded repeatedly. "Of course no problem, where does my brother want to go? I asked someone to drive me. β
"You don't have to send it!"
Song Rui waved his hand, turned his head to look at Miao Zhishun, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, took the certificate, and left slowly.
Looking at his back, Miao Zhishun was still a little unwilling.
"Is it really the FBI, just him?"
A policeman came over with a computer: "Indeed." The information shows that this person's name is Song Rui, a Chinese-American. At the age of 28, he joined the military and worked as an Interpol for a while, and was later transferred to the FBI, a member of the Los Angeles Operations Group, who is known for his hard-line style of solving crimes.
I heard that it was a headshot maniac, and once he found an opportunity, he would definitely shoot and kill the criminal.
There is a lot of fans within the FBI.
I am currently on vacation and just arrived in Hong Kong a day ago. β
Miao Zhishun said: "I suspect that his identity information is fake, did the camera record his action of grabbing the gun just now?" β
"There is no Miao sir."
The little policeman scratched his head a little: "There are not many cameras in the parking lot, only one can shoot this area, and it was blocked by your figure just now, you can only see two people talking, and you can't see what this person has done."
And more than 90% of the identity information is true, I use the internal database of the police, which not only has photos, work history, study experience, and complete psychological counseling files, but also where he has been trusted to receive honors and medals, as well as some public task lists.
I can't go wrong. β
Miao Zhishun's eyes were slightly cold.
The look in his eyes just now couldn't be wrong. I suspected that he had a mental problem, and I asked the brothers to focus on the spiritual report. Find our doctor to determine if there is a tendency to violence, and you can't go crazy and kill people again. β
"Got it, sir."
The little policeman smiled wryly, eager to give himself two mouthfuls.
Isn't that looking for something to do? I'm already busy, so busy that I don't even have time to see my girlfriend, and now I have to work overtime for free to check an FBI, is it so easy?
Azu patted him on the shoulder with some sympathy, waved him away, turned to Miao Zhishun and said, "Don't think about it anymore, even if there is something wrong with him, we can't detain him."
It belongs to the United States, which is already of a very high rank, and according to international law, if we do not have sufficient evidence, we cannot arrest him, let alone detain him.
If we forcibly arrest him, he has the right to resist arrest, and it is estimated that the casualties will be very large, and it is not legal, and we cannot explain it to the above.
If something happens to you, the brothers will take the blame.
Okay, don't think about it anymore, let's concentrate on this case, the six suspects you drew earlier, the brothers have all brought back, and they are being held in different interrogation rooms.
This case has been dragging on for a while, and the above has been urging, so hurry up and do it. β
Speaking of this, Miao Zhishun could only nod and leave Song Rui behind for the time being.