When Lyndon said this, something unexpected happened.

Bang!

Before they could enter the apartment building, they heard the sound of a heavy object falling behind them.

The three of them looked back at the same time and saw that the woman's body was lying limply on the ground, and thick blood spread from under her, leaving a ground.

"What the fuck is going on?"

Antar scolded angrily, immediately leaned to the side, put his finger in front of the woman's nose, and finally yelled again,

"It's so dead that there's no way to save it. Feed! You two, get the hell out of here! ”

He was talking about a stunned turn to look at the two sheriffs who were about to run away.

Under Antar's extremely intimidating aura, they felt a little panicked, and stood still not knowing whether to continue to escape or follow his arrangement.

"You don't have long ears, do you?"

Antar, in his rage, became even more angry, strode forward, grabbed a man by the collar with one hand, and dragged them to the woman's corpse almost as if he were carrying it.

"Come, speak to me!

That's what you're talking about, no problem? There is no problem, why did someone suddenly die? ”

"This ......"

The two sheriffs were speechless.

The faces of Lyndon and Falcon, who approached, were also unsightly.

It was not too late, and before the curfew stipulated in the "Vigil Regulations" arrived, there were still many passers-by on the street who saw the corpses falling from the sky, and the timid people immediately screamed, and the scene was chaotic.

A few who were not too scared tried to squeeze through the chaotic crowd and walked here to watch.

Lyndon pulled out the revolver from his waist, and he shifted the gun from his boot to the holster embedded in the night watchman's black robes.

He first fired a shot into the air to calm the crowd, and then said in an unkind tone:

"Go home when you should go home, don't watch the excitement here, the sheriff is doing things, you can have someone who is not afraid of death to try the gun."

Everyone in this building may be the holder of clues, and before the official investigation is launched, a murder occurred, and the difficulty of follow-up action can be imagined.

Lyndon looked up and saw that the window glass on the sixth floor was shattered, and the woman probably fell from that residence!

Linden took a deep breath:

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, you tell me about the corpse."

"She, she......"

The inquisitor, who had been in charge of questioning and not taking notes at Adrina's house, stammered and couldn't speak a complete sentence.

Without hesitation, Antar slapped him twice in the face and scolded:

"Don't waste your time, don't you understand people!"

Linden adds:

"Don't be nervous, say it well.

Actually, we are investigated by other departments, and we can say everything we want, cooperate with the work, and perform well, which may be a good opportunity for promotion. ”

One sings red face, the other sings black face, this is the most tacit cooperation between him and Antar.

"Yes, yes."

He shuddered, and was comforted by Lyndon, calmed down his nervousness a little, and looked up at the broken glass window,

"That family, I think it's called Adrina, right? She is a woman who lives alone, and according to his own account, her husband does not live at home for the time being due to his illness.

His family is really normal, and there are no special circumstances. ”

Lyndon crouched down next to Adrina's corpse, flicking his fingertips lightly, and he noticed a scar on Adrina's neck.

"Didn't you ask what this scar was?"

"I asked him that he was pierced to his neck with the glass, and we have no way of knowing what the specific situation is."

In addition, although the smell of blood was very strong, there was still a faint smell of honey smoke that was almost inaudible, squeezing into his nose along the air.

The worst happened, this woman didn't fall for no reason,

There is no such coincidence in the world, and it will not cause Adrina to commit suicide just because she has just arrived here, right?

Looking at the broken windows, and then at the scar on his neck, Linden couldn't quite believe it.

Falcon asked anxiously:

"What about the rest, if you think about it carefully, are there really no other clues?"

She judged from Linde's movements that her not-so-good guess was likely to have happened.

"No, really! No other questions! We were still very serious when we asked. ”

The sheriff said with a sad face, and suddenly as if he remembered something, he slapped his head and shouted,

"By the way, there's one more thing that comes to mind."

Antar glared at him viciously:

"Then you don't say it quickly!"

"Yes, yes, yes."

The sheriff couldn't tell why he was so afraid of Antar.

"The door of the woman's bedroom was closed, and he said that the room was too chaotic for us to let in, so we didn't search it.

I've noticed that their rooms are so small that you can't see the windows when you go in, and you have to fall from them, possibly through the bedroom. ”

Lyndon asked curiously:

"Is that your way of doing things? If the residents say no, they can't?

Do you know it, it's very likely that you missed this bedroom that caused this accident? ”

The sarcasm in his mouth was so full that the sheriff was so enflated by his mockery that he had no choice but to reply:

"Under normal circumstances, we don't have a search warrant, it's just a routine inspection, and we don't have the right to force residents to do things."

Lyndon was too lazy to be angry with him anymore, and gave the order to act:

"You two, go to your police station at once, and ask them to bring in all the people they can muster for a massive street blockade.

Sister Falcon, you stay here and don't let anyone near the scene. If someone wants to be a bird and show who we are, we can implement special countermeasures.

By the way, you should have another way to contact the Boss and Greg!

On the premise of not leaving the scene, it is best to inform colleagues of the news as soon as possible, and it is best to be able to send additional reinforcements.

Anta'er, you and I go up and have a look. ”

Antar and Falcon said in unison:

"Yes."

The sheriff, who had not spoken before, asked with some hesitation after thinking about it again:

"You, uh, gentlemen, if you just commit suicide by jumping off a building, you shouldn't have to use so many men!

And how can the two of us invite someone to come over? ”

Linden looked at him coldly and squinted at him:

"Just remember, it's the Night's Watch."

Night watchman!

The appearance of these words made the two of them tremble.

No wonder I was subconsciously afraid of the three of them, it turned out to be the legendary night watchman,

The City Watch Guardians, who roam the darkness of the night, will normally give direct orders to the head of the sheriff to cooperate.

In the hearts of the two of them, the only night watchman they could think of was Greg in the West Block, and as an intelligence officer, he was also the most frequent at the vigilante.

I didn't expect that as a night watchman, there could be such a big gap in temperament,

Greg always looked quite lazy, and it turned out that the three people in front of him invisibly revealed a grimness.

"Let's go, Antar."