Jims Richard was handcuffed and forced to kneel on the ground, and Danny asked impatiently, "Where's Dick Reed?" ”

"I don't know! I'm going to sue you for your abuse of violence as a police officer! "I didn't expect this guy to dare to talk back with his neck in the back.

"Abuse of violence? Do you have any eyewitnesses? Danny sneered and punched him to the ground, followed by another violent beating.

Surprisingly, however, Danny, who beat the man, was out of breath from exhaustion, but Jims Richard remained very stubborn.

Jack originally wanted to protect the frightened girl and leave the room first, but when he found the girl's hateful gaze when she looked at the bastard, his heart couldn't help but move, and he lowered his head and asked, "Do you want to get rid of the nightmare?" ”

Becky Swatch looked at him suspiciously, then followed his gaze, her gaze falling on the dagger on the ground.

"He's an admirer of Dick Reed, an incompetent piece of waste who wants to be the second Dick Reed and repeat what happened to you on other innocent girls, just yesterday there was already a girl in Columbia Park who was brutally murdered by him."

Jack's voice was not loud, but everyone in the room could hear it, and Danny looked at Jack in shock, already vaguely guessing his intentions.

Becky Swatch jerked free of Jack's embrace, picked up the dagger on the ground, and pointed at Jims Richard, who was kneeling on the ground with a trembling voice.

"Nope! No! You can't do that! Jims Richard screamed in panic and tried to struggle but was unable to move because his hands were handcuffed behind his back.

"Think about the fear, helplessness, and pain you've experienced, and so does Dick Reed and this piece of shit, they're really cowards, losers, shivering garbage in corners.

They only dare to bully the weak and vent their perverted desires on innocent women, they are not scary, as long as you muster up the courage to face it, you will find it. ”

In the voice of Jack's demagogic words, the trembling tip of the knife slowly pointed at Jims Richard's crotch, and the screams of horror became more and more terrible.

"Stop! Stop it! Don't, don't! ”

The tip of the knife was only three points into the flesh, and the lower half of Jims Richard's body was already wet, there was not much blood, and the stench was very strong.

"He wants revenge, and he's already planning a new goal, help! That's all I know, and he said he was no longer interested in this woman, and gave her up to me, begging you! Let her stop, let her stop! ”

Jack reached out and took Becky Swatch's hand holding the knife, his eyes gentle, and his other hand gently stroked the scar on her cheek, "Enough, congratulations on overcoming your nightmare." ”

The girl threw away the knife and hugged Jack and cried heartbreakingly.

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Twenty minutes later, two patrol officers arrived to take Jims Richard away, and Danny called his partner Jackie to accompany Becky for a while, and the girl seemed to be much more stable, and smiled appreciatively at the two before leaving.

I believe that after the scars on her face are removed through microplastic surgery, this beautiful girl will usher in a new life.

"I thought you were going to make her emasculate that bastard." Danny hung up the phone, laughed and slapped Jack's hands.

"It's too much, just let her overcome the fear in her heart, what if she turns around and cultivates a female serial killer who specializes in attacking men?"

This is really not that he is alarmist, and he seems to have a lot of similar plots in American dramas.

"Is Erin okay over there?" Although he heard that Danny had just spoken to his sister on the phone, Jack was still faintly uneasy in his heart.

Jims Richard said that Dick Reed wanted revenge, but the judge who sentenced him was a man, and according to the urine nature of this thing, the most likely target was Erin, the prosecutor who was the prosecution at the time.

Of course, it is also possible that Reed's own sister who was rescued before, so Danny has just sent another team of police officers to the hospital to protect her.

"Erin is still working overtime in the office, the old man said that he would personally pick her up at 8 o'clock for dinner, she was very happy to hear that Becky Swatch agreed to testify in court again, and expressed her gratitude to you, now the question is how to catch that bastard."

Danny said as he grimaced again.

"Do you really think Becky Swatch is still necessary to testify?" Jack muttered meaningfully.

Danny was stunned for a moment, subconsciously glanced at whether anyone around him heard this, and only after a while did he say in a sullen voice, "Anyway, find a way to find him first." ”

"It's time for you to use your wit, I'm going to go to the courthouse." Jack still felt uneasy after thinking about it, it was not too early at this time, it was already time to get off work, although the court was patrolled by guards, but in such a large building, it was not difficult to mix in a crowd.

The two then parted, Danny found his own car and went back to the police station, while Jack drove Hellcat to the courthouse, but he didn't expect to collide with a nervous Frank at the door.

"What's wrong?" He was a little puzzled, Danny just said that Frank would come to pick up Erin at 8 o'clock, why did anyone arrive just after 7 o'clock?

"Something is wrong, Erin's mobile phone can't get through, just now the landline number in her office dialed my mobile phone, but there has been no sound on the other side, and the phone is still connected." Frank lit up his phone and walked briskly up the steps.

"Uh" Jack subconsciously glanced at the full-time guard he left next to the car, hesitated for a moment and didn't say anything more, and followed him into the courthouse.

The District Attorney's Office had to go around two hallways to enter through the side door of the courthouse, and the two guards guarding the doorway apparently knew Frank and respectfully placed them in.

At first glance, everything seemed normal, but after passing through the first hallway, Jack noticed something was wrong, he sniffed, grabbed Frank, and pushed open a door.

Inside the door was the cleaner's workroom, and on the ground lay a corpse with a slit-cut neck, blood dripping all over the floor, and the smell of blood was on the nose when the door was opened.

"He's supposed to be a cleaner here, someone ripped off his uniform and took his papers." Jack whispered.

Frank nodded with a gloomy face, and pulled out the pistol at his waist, an antique-level Colt "Detective Special Edition" revolver.

"Are you serious?" Jack's eyes widened, this thing is thirty or forty years old, right? If it is the first generation version, it will not be a nearly 100-year-old gun.

"This is my grandfather's pistol, pretty reliable old fellow." Frank said in a deep voice, holding the little guy and moving sideways down the hallway.

Jack shook his head speechlessly, pulling out Glock 22 and walking down the hallway, listening intently to the movement around him.

The two came to the second hallway, and at the end of the corridor was Erin's office, and before that there was a small public office area, where Erin's secretary's desk was located, which usually served as a part-time front desk.

At this time, the entire office area was empty, two high heels and a satchel were scattered on the ground, Frank's face became more and more ugly, Jack hurriedly stepped forward to check the satchel on the ground, and Irene's mobile phone was lying in it, with the silent mode on.

(End of chapter)