Although a bad premonition rose in her heart, Yang Qian's actions still did not hesitate. At this time, a huge gap between the 8th Bureau of Field Service and the American police can be seen.

Francisco was running around the corner, so he didn't have time to fight back before the black youth could shoot. Yang Qian was different, when she was still half a meter away from the corner, she pounced with a gun.

The distance of half a meter just made Yang Qianfei's body to the apex begin to fall, and when she jumped out of the corner, Yang Qian, who deliberately controlled her body, was already close to the ground.

Seeing the figure emerging from the corner, the black young man standing there subconsciously aimed at the general height of the human body, that is, the height of more than 150 centimeters, and continued to pull the trigger, and shot two shots in a row from Yang Qian.

The moment it landed, P229 shook slightly, and Yang Qian would definitely not show mercy. "Smack", a young black man was shot in the heart.

As soon as she turned over, Yang Qian squatted beside Francisco, pressed her fingers against his bleeding wound, and pressed the headset with her other hand: "59th Street, 100 meters west of the subway, there are police officers injured, and some police officers are injured......"

Bleeding profusely, Francisco was weak, and the only thing to be thankful for was that the shot didn't hit the fatal spot.

Wang Lei and several people opened the cordon and hurriedly walked in, at this time Francisco had already gotten into the ambulance, and Yang Qian was sitting on the ground, a little afraid.

She wasn't afraid that she would be shot, just kidding, how could the field staff of the 8th Bureau of National Security die of cowardice. Yang Qian felt as if she had been with Wang Lei for a long time, and her heart softened, just now, what she was most worried about was that Francisco would die like this.

"How does it feel?" Wang Lei squinted his eyes, and the body of the black young man opposite was still lying on the ground, looking at his posture at the intersection.

Yang Qian also had a very awkward sense, she hesitated for a moment, and said: "It feels like he is not in a hurry to escape, it stands to reason that we should not be able to catch up with him, he has not been running fast." And, after the turn, he was standing here waiting for us. ”

As she spoke, Yang Qian also smoothed out her train of thought, and this is the reason why she has always been awkward. The young black man did not flee quickly after committing the crime, but waited for her and Francisco to catch up.

It was precisely in this way that Francisco, who turned the corner, was defenseless and was shot by a young black man.

Michelle strode over domineeringly, Wang Lei was angry when he saw it, and he didn't care about so many police and onlookers around him, and gave her a roar: "Did I say 59 Street?" Isn't it? Isn't it! Now that Francisco has been shot, you're comfortable, huh? ”

Coleman hurriedly pulled Wang Lei away, it was indeed Michelle's work mistake and he didn't pay enough attention to the unknown suspect, but he still didn't face the FBI for this practice.

"I'm sorry." Squatting down and holding Yang Qian's hand, Michelle sincerely apologized to her.

This woman actually admitted her mistake, Wang Lei and Cowman looked back in surprise, shrugged, the fat man has always had this temper, and as soon as others lowered their posture, he couldn't be tough.

Now Wang Lei didn't have the heart to think too much, and with Michelle's support, Yang Qian also slowly stood up. She rejected Coleman's suggestion to go to the hospital for a check-up.

However, Yang Qian told the police who went to the hospital with the ambulance to inform them of Cowman's news at any time.

Back in the office of the New York branch, the first thing Wang Lei did was to ask Julie to call up the surveillance video within 6 hours after the discovery of each case and carefully screen it.

"Some murderers will have the habit of returning to the scene of the crime, which can make them feel a different kind of satisfaction in their hearts, especially the anger, sadness and other emotions of the police at the scene will make them feel excited and even excited." Wang Lei gave a simple explanation and gave an example.

Sam's son, David? Berkwitz has a habit of returning to the scene after 2 hours, when the police have cleared the scene and the crime is empty. comfort in order to reach high. Tide.

"I think that many of the suspects this time are also the same as Sam's son, a demand-driven serial killer. So, if we find out what motivates them, grasp their needs, we will catch them. Coleman wrote the term on the case analysis board.

Then, what Wang Lei thought about was what Yang Qian said, the black youth deliberately didn't run, isn't this sending him to death?

Wang Lei suddenly had a thought, all along, everyone had made a mistake.

Got up and walked to the case analysis board, Wang Lei pasted all the photos of the deceased together, then took a few steps back, squinted his eyes, nodded, and asked: "You don't look at the others, just look at these photos, how do you feel?" ”

No one answered, and everyone in the office, including Berennatz, didn't understand the meaning of Wang Lei's words.

"Here's the thing...... Wang Lei clapped his hands, and he could start to write in profile.

The strange feeling that the young black man gave Yang Qian was very simple, he was here to send him to death, and his death was to make the police and the FBI misunderstand, the murderer had been killed, and the case was over.

His character, and the human body. Explode. The role of Dan is the same, so he will stand there waiting for Francisco, waiting for Yang Qian, and will be very calm.

In the previous cases, the unknown suspect was indeed a randomly selected victim, but the crime scene was indeed planned by them.

The four murder scenes, all of which are not the most crowded locations in New York, are here to test the reaction time of the police and the F.B.I. and the time it takes to arrive at the scene.

Any American knows one thing, and whenever it involves a cross-state or serial case, the FBI will definitely intervene, and the murderer naturally understands this.

Julie is right, it's organized crime, but this organization is not a gang, it's . Fear. Fear. Organization.

They use murder instead of bombs to test the FBI and the police's personnel arrangements and deployments, and even if some of them are caught, it is only a serial murder case that does not endanger national security, and it will not surprise the snake and destroy their subsequent plans.

There was a dead silence in the office, and everyone's faces changed. Indeed, just look at the photos of the words that this and. Fear. Fear. The scene of death left behind by the attack was no different.

Moreover, to link everything before and after, only Wang Lei's explanation can make sense and the evidence is sufficient.

"I'll notify the Department of Homeland Security right away, but what are their goals?" Michelle felt a tremendous amount of pressure because this was New York, where the shadow of "911" had been hanging all along.

Shaking his head, Wang Lei is not a god, not a god, the information is incomplete, how can he know the Tao out of thin air. Fear. Fear. The target of the molecule. Speaking of which, there are too many goals, too many.

"Maybe we're in this building right now and we're a target for terrorists, you see, the FBI branch building isn't right in the middle of the machine case, is it?" Yang Qian pointed to the map, and her words were even more disturbing.

Just as Michelle was about to walk out of the office, Wang Lei called out to her: "I want to tell you that the first wave of terrorists is not their goal, and the first responder to the scene is their target, and you have to convey this point." ”

Julie was informed that the terrorists did not need to return to the scene of the crime, they only needed to wait far away, and they could record the time and staffing of the police and the FBI arriving at the scene.

Julie's job is now the most important and onerous, she needs to pay attention to the surveillance footage of all the major locations in the New York City, and when the unexpected happens, she must be the first to know the scene and track down the unknown suspect.

Upon receiving the news, the Department of Homeland Security immediately set up a command center and mobilized several rapid reaction units and SWAT teams to wait for orders, and all that remained was to increase patrols in the neighborhood.

Maybe it's some kind of psychology, Michelle not only volunteered to participate in the patrol on the street, but also proposed that she would be in a group with Wang Lei. Yang Qian went to the hospital, she wanted to see the situation of Francisco's surgery first, and Coleman and Borennards were in a group.

Walking downstairs, Wang Lei said to the SUV at the door: "You come to drive." ”

Looking at the fat man strangely, Michelle smiled, and didn't ask more, he sat in the driver's seat, Wang Lei chose 59th Street, which was just a kind of consciousness.

I went back and forth on 59th Street many times, and finally it was evening. In the car, the two people didn't talk much, usually Michelle asked, and Wang Lei answered.

What made Michelle curious was that Wang Lei, an Asian race, would be taken seriously in Kuntik, and she had not even heard of Wang Lei's name before.

Wang Lei couldn't answer this question, and he wouldn't answer it, he just opened the window and lit a cigarette: "You have to ask Kuantiko about this." ”

After a few hours of communication, the atmosphere between the two people was much more harmonious, without the strong mutual conflict at the beginning, and Michelle also found that the fat man used to speak with more humor.

Looking at the time on the dashboard, it was already 9 o'clock, contacted Julie's side, for the time being, the city was still calm, and the other groups were normal, Michelle proposed: "Just find a place to eat." ”

Wang Lei still wants to patrol and patrol, he has no appetite, but he is fat, relatively fat, and he is not very afraid of being hungry.

However, after glancing at Michelle's standard figure, forget it, people are women, and they don't like they can tolerate it, so let's find something messy to fill my stomach.

Pedestrians on the streets have been very scarce, during this time, the major media have reported on the murder case one after another, and there are many fewer people on the street at night, everyone wants to stay in their own homes, and it will always be much safer.

Standing on the side of the road with Michelle, one person and one hot dog, swallowing a few bites, the two picked up their Cokes and walked towards the SUV again.