It's Mike today? On Foyle's big day, he had a very big speech in the downtown square, which is very closely related to his campaign for mayor of Los Angeles next year, and there is no room for error.

After breakfast, his wife Carey helped him tie a tie with polka dots on a red background, carefully helped him tidy up, and then gently hugged him and kissed Mike on the cheek: "Honey, you go first, I'll come to your office and meet you later." ”

Mike and Carey have been married for 20 years, and both look in good spirits due to good maintenance. Especially Kerry, who is almost no different from a 30-year-old young woman, has no wrinkles on her face, and has a better temperament and more charm.

As is customary for Mike, he left his bodyguard James behind and went to the office himself, accompanied by another bodyguard and driver, Boffer.

Carey took a shower, put on a handmade suit and skirt, and wore her hair in a bun, and the plump in the mirror could be regarded as a thousand charms.

Grabbing the handbag on the table, Kerry went out unhurriedly. At the door, the tall and mighty James was already half-bowed, the car door was open, and one of James's hands was placed on top of Kerry's head to prevent her head from hitting the roof of the car by mistake.

Carey smiled, his eyes wandering, although James had seen such a smile thousands of times, he was still fascinated at that moment.

Mike's office was on the third floor of the city hall building in Los Angeles, and when Carey arrived, Mike had already come downstairs. Accompanying Mike was his assistant Lindsay, a sturdy woman with a thin build, a pair of rimless black-rimmed glasses, less than 30 years old, who could handle anything with ease.

Lindsay holds a large pile of folders in her hand at any given time, and holds an automatic pen between her fingers. She nodded coldly to Carrey, "Mike, let's go." The central square has been set up, the media have basically arrived, and we can't be late. ”

Whether it was Carey or Mike, they had long been accustomed to Lindsay's indifference, and no one found it strange. This time, the couple were in the same car, and Lindsay sat in the co-pilot's seat, looking back from time to time to report on Mike's precautions at the presentation for a while.

The central square was already surrounded by a large number of people, and at the front was a lectern stage, on which a row of temporary booths was built, and in the booth was a row of simple chairs, which were for the guests attending the speeches to sit.

Under the rostrum, several TV stations in Los Angeles have already pulled out their filming equipment and are doing the most debugging. Newspaper reporters also sat in rows of chairs under the rostrum, and various recording equipment was stacked on the podium of the rostrum.

Behind the reporters were a number of people holding all kinds of slogans and slogans, most of whom supported Mike. Among them, there are also some supporters of other factions who shout loud slogans against Mike.

When the two Mercedes showed up at the venue, the cheers of the supporters outweighed the opponents for the first time. Mike, who got out of the car first, politely held a hand handed out of the car by Kerry, and the cooperation between the husband and wife in these public occasions is always so tacit.

With the arrival of Mr. and Mrs. Mike, the guests also arrived in just a few minutes. Mike either smiled and held a guest who was a little unfamiliar with him, or Da Yan smiled and hugged his friend who was quite familiar with him, and patted each other on the back vigorously.

Kerry stood beside Mike with a smile and warmly received the families of the guests. Not far behind him and Mike, James and another bodyguard watched vigilantly at all the movement.

At 10 a.m., the lecture opened on time. Today, Mike is going to talk about the recent frequent child abduction cases in Los Angeles, although he has no children, he is still generous during his speech, and the people below are moved to the blood.

A high-rise building next to the central square that has been built to more than half of the time Today, because of the lecture meeting, Lindsay contacted the construction party in advance and asked them to temporarily suspend work for a day.

A man wearing a long-brimmed hat walked into the building carrying a heavy guitar case. Although the construction site is suspended, the electrical circuit is good and the power will not be lost.

The man in the long-brimmed hat crutched around and found the construction elevator, and he pulled open the baffle and got in. Press the button, and the construction elevator "quack" slowly began to rise.

As he was about to reach the top floor, the man in the long-brimmed hat stopped the elevator and walked out. The framework of the entire building has long been erected, and the empty concrete rooms are waiting to be completed one by one.

Walking into a room at random, the man in the long-brimmed hat walked straight to the window, looked at the central square below, and shook his head.

After repeating this several times, the man in the long-brimmed hat found a room with the best line of sight, standing at the window with an unobstructed view of the central square below, and then put down the guitar case in his hand with satisfaction.

There was a discarded plastic sheet on the floor of this room, and the long-brimmed hat stared at the plastic sheeting for a few seconds before picking it up.

There was a lot of cement ash piled up on the plastic sheet, and the man in the long-brimmed hat carefully unfolded it, about a meter wide, and from the smile on the corner of his mouth, it could be seen that he was very satisfied with the plastic sheet.

Picking up a few more nails on the ground, the man in the long-brimmed hat temporarily fixed the plastic sheet to the window. In this case, you will never be able to see anyone from the opposite building, and even if you hold a telescope, your vision will be covered by plastic sheeting.

The long-brimmed hat opened the guitar case very carefully, and from his level of concentration, it was certain that he took great care of the contents of the box.

There is also a layer of flannel cushioned inside, and when the flannel is lifted, there is a M82A3SASR sniper rifle used by the American special forces that is extremely exquisite, but with a cold atmosphere.

It is a semi-automatic firearm, about 12 kilograms, and when it fires, the barrel retracts at a short distance of about 25 mm, and then the rotary gun is securely locked.

At this point, the sniper is required to manually push the bolt into the curved track, and then twist it again to unlock the barrel. When the bolt is unlocked, the cartridge case will automatically eject and the firing pin can be returned to its position.

When the firing pin is returned to its position, the gun automatically pulls the next bullet from the magazine into the chamber and aligns it with the barrel exit.

M82A3SASR loaded 12 rounds at a time, and its reputation in the Gulf War was established. This improved gunfire is lightweight, the tripod is detachable, and the long-brimmed hat in the hand is to remove the tripod in advance.

This weapon uses a point 50 bullet, only one bullet can directly penetrate a car engine or a concrete wall, body armor below level 4 and bulletproof glass below level 8 can form any effective deterrent to it, and it comes with a telescopic scope that can accurately hit small targets at a distance of 1,000 meters.

In California, the monster-sized weapon is legislated to prohibit the sale to any private gun owner, and despite countless gun enthusiasts marching with signs held aloft, the law was eventually passed.

All the legislators agreed that there was no justification for any private person to use such large guns or small artillery.

The man in the long-brimmed hat was obviously very familiar with the weapon, and he skillfully mounted the scope, and put his hands up slightly, grinning.

He raised his gun and stood at the window, the muzzle of which was pointed at the central square below, his eyes pressed to the scope, and then he stopped to put the gun on the guitar case, and circled the room looking for something.

The room didn't find what he needed, and the man in the long-brimmed hat stepped out again, and in the third room next door, he finally found a rope more than a meter long.

Back in the chosen room, the man in the long-brimmed hat put the rope on a thick iron nail tied to the window, wrapped a loop underneath it, and pulled it down with all his might, testing the strength of the rope, and he was satisfied.

The man in the long-brimmed hat picked up the gun again, put the barrel on the rope loop, and circled the rope loop from the barrel again, and now the M82A3SASR was hanging from the rope loop at one end, and the other end was held by the man in the long-brimmed hat with both hands, very steadily.

Pulling out a knife and cutting a small hole the size of a bowl in the plastic sheeting hanging from the window, the man in the long-brimmed hat picked up the gun and tried once again to look through the scope at the crowd of ants in the central square below.

Mike's speech was emotional, and some of the guests behind him were already sobbing softly about the children who had been kidnapped by strangers and had been away from their parents.

Mike himself was infected by the chanting of the crowd in the rostrum, tears already oozing from his eyes, and he raised his fist and scolded the incompetent Los Angeles police.

Lindsay's eyes are always focused on Mike, and no one else will distract her, which is what Mike likes most about Lindsay, and her dedication to work is incomparable.

The first to notice Mike's tears was Lindsay, who immediately pulled out two tissues from her bag, and as soon as she wanted to get up, she sat down again and handed them to Carrey, who was beside her.

On this kind of fair occasion, many guests, a large group of media, countless people, Carey is by Mike's side, if Lindsay goes to give tissues, the media Los Angeles major TV and newspapers will publicize it, Attorney General Mike and his wife are full of contradictions, suspected of having an affair with the female assistant Lindsay.

Carey took the tissue and looked at Lindsay inexplicably. Lindsay sighed faintly, winked in Mike's direction, and blinked.

Kerry, who suddenly understood, smiled apologetically and got up to give Mike a tissue. Kerry, who had just taken a step, stepped on the skirt of his long skirt, stumbled, and fell to the ground.

James, who was keeping an eye on the surroundings and Kerry, immediately leaned over to support her, and Mike heard the movement behind him and looked back to see that his wife was about to fall to the ground, and he also turned his body and stretched out his hand.

"Bang", the sound of huge gunfire echoed in the central square