Chapter 11 Climb to the top of the train
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The detective roared, "Damn, they fled to the roof of the car. β
"Possession of guns, this is the power of the aristocracy. Justin slapped his clothes with joy in his heart.
Refusing to cooperate with the escape. At this time, the identity of the Pat couples as criminals is confirmed.
Being able to jump from inside the car to the roof of the car in a short period of time, it seems that the young Pat and his wife are very athletic, which also makes Eric more certain that they are fugitives.
But the fugitive is just a fugitive, not the murderer of this case after all.
"Why are you still standing, you idiot!, don't catch up quickly!" the boss's yell stopped Eric's thoughts, "If you let him run, I'll remove you!"
Before Eric could make a move, several police officers quickly gathered under the round hole that the suspect had opened, ready to work together to get onto the roof of the car.
The little detective did not dare to act rashly, because he understood that it was very dangerous to stand on the top of a high-speed train, and it was not easy for the suspect to maintain his balance, and he did not dare to easily jump out of the train and escape for a while. The priority is to slow down the speed of the train β to allow people to walk on the roof of the car, not to jump out of the train.
He said to the conductor, "Mr. Commander, please reduce the speed of the train to twenty miles per hour at once." β
"Good. In a hurry, the commander did not ask the reason, and trotted to the front of the car.
At this time, the train was making a sharp turn along the tracks.
A police officer, who had just climbed onto the roof of the train, lost his balance and was thrown off the train on his left side. Even in the carriage, he could hear his screams drifting away, and everyone's scalps tingled for a while.
Eric immediately issued a new order to the officers: "Don't go up until the speed has slowed down, expose half of your body! β
A police officer responded and said he understood. And the great detective Edith was directing the police officers to stack Arhats next to him, obviously not planning to risk his daughter's body: "Quick, sharp! Don't rub it in!"
The officers were indeed well-trained, and as soon as the people in the front row squatted, the people in the back row immediately followed and stepped on the shoulders of the people in front of them. After all were in place, the people below slowly stood up. It only took a few breaths for the top officer to reach the hole, revealing his upper body.
He pointed the gun at the suspect: "Don't move, if you move again, I'll shoot." β
Mr. Pat and the fiancΓ©e, Miss FiancΓ©e, were in a low, steady position, clutching the protrusion of the roof for their own safety.
He saw Mr. Pat pointing a golden revolver at him.
Bang!
"Ahh The ladder built by several police officers also collapsed. On the floor, the officer who had been shot groaned in pain. The other officers stood up and looked at each other, none of them wanting to be next.
The suspect is a ruthless character.
"What are you waiting for!keep it on me!" Edith said, and his heart was furious.
Despite their reluctance, the officers finally chose to obey the detective's orders and continued to build the ladder.
Time was pressing, and while the officers and suspects were maneuvering, Eric hurried back to car three to rummage through his backpack, which contained many tools, but not many things that could be of use. In the end, Eric only had a spare pair of magazines.
By the time the little detective rushed back to the dining car, the ground was already full of wailing police officers. Only one officer was left standing alone under the entrance to the cave, not knowing what to do.
"What's going on?!"
The officer's legs trembled visibly: "Sir, the suspect's shooting skills are very high. They were all shot, and I was the only one left. β
"How long have you been standing like this?" asked Eric.
"Less than a minute. β
In this way, the suspect should not have succeeded in escaping.
Eric said to him, "With my plan, I guarantee that your life is not in danger. β
The officer nodded.
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At the same time, the two people on the roof of the car are slightly more leisurely.
"How much longer?" asked Pat.
Triss sat there, fiddling with a cane in her hand, and next to her luggage, I don't know how they got it: "Young master, don't worry, we are getting closer and closer to the Holy Capital now, and I believe that there will be something that can be used soon." β
Seeing that no police officers continued to come up for a while, Pat seized the gap, ejected the revolver's revolver, and quickly began the reload.
The speed of the train slowed down.
Pat began, "The train has slowed down, and it looks like it's almost there." Maybe you don't need your ability to be ready to get off the train at any time. β
"Okay. Triss replied.
Although success was at hand, Mr. Pat was still staring at the hole he had carved out, not daring to be careless. He saw two more hands coming up from there.
"This group of police officers is really doing their job. Pat muttered, raising his hand to shoot a shot.
Bang!
The bullet hit the iron sheet near the entrance of the hole. The man at the entrance of the cave had just revealed a few hairs, but now he had shrunk back like a gopher.
Pat shouted, "Listen! Don't come up if you want to live!"
Triss looked at Pat, her eyes full of smiles: "Young Master is really." You haven't shot them in the right place before. Now, in order not to shoot people, they have all been warned in advance. β
"Less nonsense, don't interfere with me. "The young master was a little impatient. But no matter how you look at it, it looks like a cover for the idea after it was debunked by the girl.
The officers were innocent, and he didn't want to hurt anyone if he could.
Bang!
"Get down!" Pat suddenly lunged at Triss, knocking her down. The bullet slices past Pat. Triss under him had a happy face, and even her heart was grateful for the bullet just now.
Seeing that the blow failed, Eric lowered his head and jumped back into the car from the window. "Damn, avoided. β
The plan failed.
Let the police draw attention from the hole, and shoot yourself from the side through the window. Eric's chosen target for shooting is Miss FiancΓ©e. After all, the lady's ability to dodge bullets is limited, and if she is shot, it can greatly limit the movement of her companions.
"Bastard. I'm not going to show mercy. The female companion almost got hit, much to Pat's annoyance.
"The young master is angry with me! I want to write down this day!" At this time, Triss's eyes lit up, and she shouted proudly, looking like she had no sense of crisis.
Ignoring Triss, Pat continued to focus on the hole, as well as in the direction in which the shot had just been fired. The fact that someone can appear from that side proves that there are windows underneath, and the windows of this train are all symmetrical structures. Well, it is also quite possible that the next attack will appear on the other side.
Pat was on guard.
Sure enough, a pistol appeared on the other side of the train opposite the previous one, firing several shots at the two Patters.
A nervous Patra and Triss were about to dodge, but found that the bullet was a little outrageous this time. It's like a fireflower in the air, and it's obviously not the same person as just now.
A few minutes earlier, Eric had said to the only officer who could move: "You go out through the opposite window and shoot a few shots indiscriminately in the general direction to get their attention. β
And when the officer opened fire on the other side of the window, Eric did the same. It was still the same window, and the little detective stood on the eaves with both feet, kicked hard, and rolled onto the roof of the car.
As soon as Pat sensed something was wrong, he saw a dark shadow roll up from the side of the train. And with that, there was another bullet.
"Run!" Pat nudged Triss as he rolled around to dodge the bullet.
Eric was prostrate on the roof of the car, a little afraid. Just now, he fired a shot when he flipped up, just to cover his own safety. Unexpectedly, the bullet went straight for Pat, if it wasn't for Pat's timely dodge......
Oh, I'm sorry. The little detective thought to himself.
The wind blew from behind Eric, blowing his coat up.
Mr. Pat stood up: "Mr. Assistant, you have good skills. The sound was not very clear under the influence of the wind, but it was also heard clearly by Eric.
Eric replied, "Whereever, your marksmanship is." He adjusted his stance to a crouching position, and at the same time held the gun tightly in his hand, as if he was ready to fight.
Pat held his revolver and began to walk slowly forward. His hair was messy from the wind: "Don't be nervous, Mr. Assistant. Let's have a good talk, shall we. β
"Detective and suspect, I don't know what we have to talk about. Looking at the approaching Pat, Eric kept his guard on his head and pointed his gun at him.
Pat smiled, still not stopping: "Oh, let go of the guy." Clever assistant sir. You know I didn't kill Mr. Rich, do I?"
Eric was stunned, he didn't know how Pat saw this, "Yes, I do, but I can't prove your innocence. At the same time, I believe that you are saddled with other murders and have killed many people. Stop! I'm going to shoot!"
This time it was Mr. Patter's turn to be surprised. "Killed a lot of people? yes, I killed many, many of them. There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, "But do you know that in many cases, if you don't kill others, others will kill you." I don't have a choice. β
"It is my job to bring the killers to justice. Eric said.
"It's a shame, I really don't want to kill you if I can. Mr. Patter's expression froze, and he stopped, but stepped back, "Let's make a bet." β
"Bet on what?" Eric pointed the front sight of his pistol at Pat, only to find that his revolver had been retracted to his waist.
What the hell, do you want to surrender?
"Bet on me if I can blow your head off with this shot. β