Chapter 153: A New Goal
Seeing this tragic situation, the crazy old man couldn't help it anymore, and shot Betty in the head, ending the other party's life. He knew that Kane deliberately didn't hit Betty, this guy was too perverted.
They cleaned up the site, tried not to leave any traces of themselves, and left.
It didn't take long for police to arrive at the scene. Gunshots have long been heard throughout the street, and someone nearby has already called the police.
Two detectives hurried to the mansion at 666 Mulholland Road, which was closest to the place when they received the news.
Unexpectedly, the mansion was pitch black and surprisingly quiet. One of the detectives walked through the large iron gate and went around the garden to check the situation inside.
Soon, he found that none of the black-clad bodyguards lying on the ground were alive. When he saw this kind of scene, his brain buzzed, and he knew that he had encountered a big case. He carefully bypassed the corpses on the ground, not daring to pollute the crime scene.
"Is there anyone in there? If there are still people, please answer! He shouted at the black mansion.
"Why are the lights not on?" Another detective asked.
"Who knows, maybe someone cut off the power supply?"
"That means that the bandits left after clearing the scene."
Soon, more detectives arrived at the scene. One of the officers sent someone to fix the power supply, but it turned out that the main switch of the power switch was turned off.
They came to the scene of the crime and saw a bloody scene that will last a lifetime.
Blood, brains, and bits of flesh splattered the floor, walls, and furniture vendors of the hall, and the blood-drenched carpet was littered with the victims' internal organs. It's like a slaughterhouse, and the smell of blood is in your nose. I can't hide it.
The family of four had severed limbs everywhere, and their faces were basically beaten to shreds. Barely recognizable who is who.
Betty lay on her back in a pool of blood, her mouth wide open. It seemed to be screaming silently, and half of his lips were left, and every tooth was shattered by a bullet. Her nose and left eye were missing, and the rest of her eyes were round, full of horror.
Murphy and his two sons are no better, basically each worse than the other.
Seeing the police detectives at the scene, soon some people couldn't stand it anymore and bent over and vomited. They had seen corpses, but they had never seen such a brutal scene.
According to their survey. There is no trace of forced entry into the mansion, at least the iron door is still intact after the crime. The door was opened from the inside with no signs of damage. The scene was a mess, but no property was lost, so the killer certainly didn't come for the robbery.
"It is very likely that it was the tactics of the gangsters, and the whole scene was full of executions. The other party didn't need to use such cruel means to kill them, and those bodyguards were basically shot to death. From this point, it can be seen that the murderer is here to take revenge. β
The case has not been going well for more than a month. There has been little progress. There were no suspects, no witnesses, no murder weapons, no motive for the crime, and no fingerprints. Hair, DNA, footprints, and more.
It's almost a "perfect homicide"! However, how did the murderer do it, there was so much blood at the scene. They didn't leave a single footprint for anything.
"Could it be that they were very careful when they committed the crime and didn't step on a pool of blood at all. Fingerprints will not be left as long as you wear gloves. β
"How is that possible! How could the murderer leave no trace at all! β
"Even if there are traces, they will be removed by the murderer when he leaves."
"You mean to say that these murderers are professional killers?"
Troublesome things soon followed. I don't know who broke the news to the media that this homicide case was exposed. All of a sudden. The public's attention was drawn to the official statement, and the overwhelming noise drowned out the official statement. People have denounced the cruelty of the murderer. Strongly demand that the real culprit be arrested as soon as possible.
The news was not only published in newspapers, but even on television. Alex saw the news on TV, when he was watching an ABC show and learned about the murder. At that time, he didn't realize that the killer of this murder would soon find him.
Los Angeles Chinatown, which is located just north of Sunset Boulevard, is right connected to Old Los Angeles. Although it is not as famous as the Chinatowns of New York and San Francisco, it is one of the oldest Chinatowns in Europe and the United States.
Chinatown stretches from Broadway to Bernard St, with the quaint Chinatown Gateway as its signature, and Chinatown is usually home to many Chinese restaurants, shops and banks.
The two killers of the 666 Mulholland Road homicide were wandering the street, they were familiar with Chinese culture, and they quickly found their entertainment venue by looking at the Chinese signs everywhere on the street.
The shopping and food on this street are full of Chinese culture, mixed with the culture of some Asian countries, in addition to authentic Chinese food, Vietnamese food can also be found everywhere.
It's just that the two of them are not here to eat, they are here to have fun.
Kane and Crazy Eight make their way through a small food shop to a hidden doorway.
"Knock knock!"
Kane knocked on the door a few times, and soon a small window was opened in the doorway, and someone inside was scrutinizing them with wide eyes.
"Who are you looking for?"
There was a broken English accent from inside the door, and when I heard it, I knew that this person was not a native American.
"We're here to pick you up!"
Kane spoke standard Cantonese, which stunned the people in the door for a moment, but the door still didn't open. Apparently the man was hesitating, thinking about whether to open the door.
The crazy eighth was impatient, he stepped forward and slammed the faΓ§ade hard, and said loudly: "Lose your mother, you don't know my eighth child!" β
The door opened immediately, and inside was a short Asian, who cursed in his mouth: "You scared me, I have to say that I am an old man in the morning!" β
The Crazy Eight smirked at Kanehar. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "I just said it earlier, you won't be able to knock on this door." β
"You're racist!" Kane's face darkened. He took out a $100 sheet from his pocket and handed it over.
After the crazy old man got the banknote in his hand, he smiled proudly: "Thank you! I didn't expect today's good start to be from you. Wait a minute, Lao Tzu is going to kill the Quartet! β
"Just slow down, he'll open the door."
In the face of the smugness of the crazy eight, Kane couldn't hold his face, he didn't pity the $100, but felt that he had lost face.
"I don't care! We were betting on who would knock on the door, and I let you knock first. The last thing is that I knocked on the door, and there is no objection to this, right? Of course I'll win! β
As they spoke, they followed the gatekeeper down a long, dark passageway. Come to a large room with foul air. There was a surge of people inside, and all of them were red-eyed gamblers.
The crazy old man looked left and right, and suddenly asked, "What do you want to play?" β
"Dice! What about you? β
"I'd better play baccarat!"
"Okay then, you go play baccarat, I'll play dice, and come back to me when you lose all of them."
"Shame on your mother! If you don't say anything, just say something unpleasant, and I think you'll lose about the same. β
The two parted and went to play at each table. They quickly settled into the frenetic atmosphere. The gambling was so dark that I don't even know how much time has passed.
"Come on, come on! Hurry up and place your bets, it's about to open! β
Kane stared at the dice cup in the dealer's hand, as if trying to see through the dice. See what the points are. He won and lost today, but overall it was a small win. Now he's going to gamble on the second biggest, and he's going to go all-in.
"Is it big or small? Only two of them were heard. The third die is not very clear. β
The environment was so noisy that even Kane could actually hear the dice counting. There will also be interference. It was because he misjudged a few times just now that he lost the money he had won before. At the urging of the dealer. Kane decided to give him a shot and bet all his chips on the open.
"It's time to buy it and leave! It's on, 456 big! β
"Cut! I even misheard those two, grandma's! Well? No, I obviously heard 234, is the other party out of the blue? β
Kane was suspicious, but he had no evidence, so he had to stare dryly. The money was lost, but he didn't want to leave the casino so quickly. He came here today for something, and the connector asked to meet here. Since the last order, he took a break for a while and started taking tasks again.
The connector said that there was a special case and wanted them to do it, and as for how to make a special law, it would only be clear after getting the information.
It wasn't long before someone came up behind him and whispered, "You're not very lucky today." β
The voice was familiar, and Kane didn't look back, saying, "Aren't you just bringing me luck now?" β
An object slipped into his hand from behind, and it was a document. The man said: "I will burn it after reading it, the price of this list is quite good, but the risk is not small." β
After saying that, the man left. Kane never looked back at the man, and it was a long time before he turned to look for the crazy eight.
At this time, the crazy old man was shouting at a gambling table: "Hahaha! Lao Tzu won again, won again. You bastards, Lao Tzu is lucky today! β
A hand on his shoulder almost caused him to reflexively throw the owner of that hand to the ground. Fortunately, he immediately recognized the owner of the hand, which was the hand of his partner.
"Eighth, it's time for us to go."
The crazy old man was a little reluctant, he muttered a few words: "Don't you play for a while?" I'm winning! β
"Then you won't go?"
"Alright, alright! I'll go with you right away! β
The two left the casino and returned to their residence. They live in a house in Chinatown, where they hide from the limelight after every errand. In the last order, they got a million dollars after they finished it. This is just the money in hand, and some of the money is given to the intermediary, as well as some aftercare costs and so on.
It is said that they can get about 30% of the cost after completing an order. In fact, they don't know how many there are, and every time it is a task under the connector. There are some special lists, they can have more. For example, in the last order, the customer asked for a gun, and the target had to die as badly as possible.
For this special request, they will always do their best to meet it, and the killing factor can be found in everyone.
The customer's requirements are strange, and this list is also a special list, which is a task they have been waiting for for a long time.
Kane and the Crazy Eight had been waiting impatiently. For more than a month, I have been doing nothing all day, and my whole body is moldy.
Kane opened the seal and pulled out the information. Immediately, I saw a photo of a blonde boy with a very familiar look.
"Oops, it's Alex! Oh my God. The target turned out to be him, how could it be him? (To be continued......)