And here it is?

Booker, who had just turned around, heard George say this, and suddenly there was only one feeling.

Fast!

It's really fast.

This [Wanted Warrant Copy] was triggered like this?

Booker's mind turned sharply, stopped, looked back at George, and said quietly: "Textile factory? ”

George and Bob Hayes across the street looked at each other, then nodded, and looked at Booker, "Yes, the textile mill." ”

When Bob Hayes saw George's movements, he handed Booker a stack of materials that he had put aside.

Booker took over and opened it to flip through it.

Eye-catching!

First of all, there were several photographs of the corpses, as well as photographs of the scene where the bodies were found and ballistic analysis reports.

Hiss!

Booker looked at one of the ballistic analysis reports, and suddenly felt like he was fighting for the efficiency of the system, and just by looking at it, Booker knew that this must be the assassination masterpiece of the textile mill that would make the bullet bend.

None of them.

If the ballistic data report is correct, it means that the bullet came straight through the window, and outside the window was mid-air, and it came from the air.

In this case, unless all the people of New York are blind, a killer standing in the air and shooting people inside the building will definitely be seen.

Several other case reports are similar, and at first glance, it appears to be a simple homicide case, but all ballistic analysis reports indicate that it is almost, an unlikely angle of fire.

Half ringing.

Booker closed the materials in his hand and looked up at George and Bob Hayes, but did not move.

Now Booker is 100% sure that the quest has begun.

"Done?"

"Hmm."

"What does it feel?"

"I don't feel it."

Booker listened to Bob Hayes's question and handed back the case materials in his hand: "It's not my case, I haven't been involved, I don't have the right to speak." ”

Bob Hayes took the material, smiled, glanced at George, and didn't speak.

George thought Booker was angry, after all, his partner was called Booker, not Bob, so he said to Booker: "This case is Hayes's case, and I also participated in this investigation half a year ago, and even, like you, before today, I didn't know that this person was Hayes's informant." ”

Booker just glanced at George and didn't speak.

Angry?

He's not that stingy, he's just a partner, not a couple, and besides, Booker isn't going to be jealous of an old man who is ten years older than him and not as handsome as him.

Booker just had a wonderful feeling, although George said so, Booker was sure that if he hadn't opened this copy, then there would have been no George who participated in this investigation half a year ago.

System, YYDS!

Booker thought so in his heart, smiled, and looked at George and Bob: "And then, this can change, this guy, the fact that he killed our colleagues?" ”

George shook his head: "Of course not. ”

Bob Hayes over there said: "Actually, I was also surprised by this matter, because, according to the latest information, Becky Norton had already contacted a broker a month ago, and yesterday, according to the latest developments, Becky Norton should have successfully broken into this textile factory organization." ”

Booker blinked.

George looked at Booker: "I called you over this time, just to make sure, did you say anything before Becky Norton died?" ”

"Nope."

Booker raised his eyebrows and looked at George: "I said, when I went up, he hung up." ”

The corners of George's mouth twitched.

Bob Hayes coughed over there: "Booker, since you know me, then you should know that George and I are not all the way." ”

Booker looks at Bob Hayes.

In the Organized Crime Investigation Bureau, because they are facing gangsters, the tempers of the police detectives inside are relatively impulsive and short-term, and they are different from detectives like George, who are born with justice and law, which is indeed true.

But......

I don't know.

Sloppy!

I should wait for this case to be over before activating the copy.

Booker thought so in his heart, and shook his head directly: "I'm sorry, I'm telling the truth." ”

Seeing this, Bob hurriedly said: "Booker, according to the information we have at hand, this killer institution known as the textile factory has been very rampant during this time, and we finally have someone to ...... it."

Booker was a little speechless, and quickly interrupted, looked at Bob and said, "I really don't know, if I knew, do you think, I wouldn't say it?" ”

Seeing this, Bob could only shut up.

Booker was also speechless, and the three of them could only look at each other, and then, looking at the corpse lying on the dissecting table, covered with cloth, was silent.

That's when it happened.

A phone ringing broke the rather awkward atmosphere in the medical examiner's office.

"Bob Hayes!"

Detective Bob Hayes answered the phone, and after a while, the volume suddenly increased: "What, where are you, I'll go find you now." ”

Soon.

Bob Hayes hung up the phone, looked up at Booker and George, and said in a deep voice, "The broker is calling." ”

"Where?"

"An hour later, the port of Manhattan."

"Let's go!"

After a brief conversation between George and Bob Hayes, he angrily walked towards the door of the medical examiner's office.

Booker was unmoved!

The copy had already begun, and he was quickly pondering whether the all-encompassing plan he had just thought in his heart would succeed.

But......

After George walked out quickly, he turned his head, looked behind him, stood on the side of the planing table, looked down and seemed to be thinking about something, and the unmoved Booker shouted, "Booker? ”

Booker came back to his senses, turned his head to look, and pointed at himself.

George nodded and waved, "You're my partner!" ”

Booker: "......"

Partner?

MMP！

Now that I know that I am your partner, half a year ago, I was not your partner?

An hour later.

Port of Manhattan.

As in the rest of New York City, the port of Manhattan goes straight from being bustling with people to silence after nightfall.

After all, in New York City, day and night are not the same.

Booker got out of George's car and lit himself a cigarette.

No way.

In addition to George's strong sense of justice and law, he is also very strong in other aspects, such as the prohibition of smoking in his car.

"Whew!"

Booker spat out a smoke ring and looked at Bob, who was also coming down with the car: "What about people?" ”

Bob: "......"