The Wolf of Los Angeles.

Rosario City Police Station.

The police call was transferred to the police station, but the people responsible for dispatching the police were slow to respond. Superintendent Robert, who was in charge of handling the case, was as slow as a hibernating turtle.

Several subordinates had already reached a tacit understanding and each one was slower than the other, as if they were having a slow motion competition.

Diaz, a young police officer who had just entered the police station, was full of energy and already fully armed. He came over and said, "Superintendent, the police situation is urgent..."

"Yes, I know." Robert still took his time and asked, "Are there enough bulletproof vests, weapons and ammunition?"

An old man replied: "Not enough ammunition."

Robert said, "Go get it quickly."

The old hand took two steps at a time and walked slowly towards the equipment area.

Ten minutes after the police call was transferred, these people finally walked out of the police station.

As a result, the two police cars were low on fuel and needed to be refueled.

Diaz was going crazy watching Robert drive to the police force's cooperative gas station to refuel.

There is only one person on duty at the gas station at night, and you have to queue up to get there.

But if the car is out of gas, it can't go far.

After filling up the gas, Robert specially called Diaz to his car. This man had some relationship with him, so he had to take care of him.

Diaz rushed to drive: "Superintendent, I'll drive."

"Go to the passenger seat." Robert drove the car himself and strictly followed the safe speed limit in the city.

As he drove, he pointed out, "What was involved in this police incident, and what weapons were used."

Diaz said: "The caller heard continuous gunfire and multiple violent explosions, and someone said they saw a rocket."

Robert summarized it simply: "Automatic rifles, grenades, RPGs! This is a life-and-death fight between gangs!" He asked: "What do you use to stop it? Your flesh and blood? Why do gangs fight? Because of huge profits! These have nothing to do with us! If we go there, what else can we gain except bullets and bombs? The gangs' gratitude? Haha, when they see us in the fight, they will only welcome us with bullets and bombs!"

Diaz straightened his neck and said, "But we are the police!"

"How much do you earn every month?" Robert didn't need him to answer: "Your father is dead. If you die, what will happen to your mother? Who will earn money to support your sister? Don't tell me about the pension. The person who died in the bureau three years ago hasn't received the full pension yet. His wife has to sell herself to make a living."

He emphasized, "Let me tell you, if you die, your mother will be bullied and your family will lose its income! In order to support your sister, your mother has to work as a prostitute in Fengsu Street! Do you know what the rules of the gangs that control Fengsu Street are? They use a last-in-first-out system, and the people with the worst performance every month will be beheaded! With your mother's age, how much performance can she have..."

Diaz's straight neck collapsed, and Robert's words kept repeating in his mind. Something suddenly dissipated from his body.

He reached for the tissue in the door storage compartment, his hands as slow as an old man who had been retired for twenty years.

It's also good to go slower.

These police cars seemed to be participating in a slow car race, each one slower than the other.

They wanted to make sure of one thing: by the time they arrived at the crime scene, the fight would have been over and everyone had fled.

Fiona, who was guarding the road leading from the city to the beach villa area, did not wait for the police from Rosario to arrive, but was the first to receive Hawke's call to retreat.

She drove away from the intersection and headed directly south to another city, planning to take a flight to the Bahamas and then return to Los Angeles.

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In a valley in the wilderness, three cars drove in one after another, rolling over the uneven ground and arriving in front of the area covered by camouflage cloth.

This piece of camouflage cloth looked like a rock from a distance. When it was lifted up, three cars and barrels of gasoline that Jero and Fiona had prepared in advance were revealed underneath.

Hawke got out of the car first, and after Hierro checked the car, he said, "All the original vehicles, mobile phones, clothes and other flammable items were burned."

Juan and Carlos dragged Melissa out of the car and bandaged her wounds.

Everyone changed their clothes and put them into an empty iron barrel, and Campos poured gasoline on it.

Then, the three cars that drove over were also poured with gasoline.

For fear of incomplete combustion, Campos and his men poured all the prepared gasoline into the fire.

Hawke first disassembled the phone into parts, took off his gloves and hood, and threw them all into an empty iron bucket. He then took out a new hat and gloves and put them on, then called Campos: "Can you bring the person back?"

Campos said, "No problem." He lowered his voice and said, "I know an abandoned tunnel. That's where I got to California."

Hawke nodded: "Melissa is in your hands. Find a suitable place to keep her. Don't let her die."

"Understood." Campos said, "We'll contact each other when we get back."

Hawke shook his hand and warned him, "If the situation is not good, it doesn't matter if you kill her, but you must come back."

Campos shook Hawke's hand vigorously and said nothing.

Hawke looked at everyone and said, "Disperse and retreat immediately. Every one of you must come back safely. If anyone dies, don't blame me for pulling him out of hell and letting the savior find a group of black men to feed him!"

"This is too scary!" said Guti, who was more active. "If any of you die, I will personally stuff puffs into his corpse."

Everyone laughed.

Hawke got on an off-road vehicle first, drove out of the valley and headed east. When he got on the road, he slowed down and looked back.

Across the valley, flames rose and vehicles and oil drums were burning.

The raging fire destroyed what few traces remained.

The two SUVs left separately.

Campos' car drove south and arrived at a coastal cliff area with deep water before dawn. He stopped and started along the way and threw all the used guns into the sea.

At daybreak, Hawke arrived in Mexicali, abandoned the SUV near an area where gangs were active, took public transportation, circled around the complex area of ​​the old town, found a bus that specialized in picking up Americans to visit Mexicali, bought a ticket and got on the bus.

These fixed-operation buses have connections at border ports and travel between California and Mexico, soliciting American men to come to Mexicali or Tijuana for prostitution.

In California, it is an illegal transaction and relatively expensive.

If you are unlucky, you may encounter an FBI sting, and if you are caught, you will vomit blood.

In Mexico, the price is much lower.

By the afternoon, Hawke returned to Los Angeles safely.

This trip to Mexico took only one day.

Hawke came to the safe house in Venice, took off all his disguises, stuffed himself into the fireplace, and burned everything in one fire.

Before getting off work, he returned to Twitter's office building.

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Baltimore, Maryland.

Coming out of the biological laboratory renovation planning office, Barack Bernanke took out his cell phone and called Melissa again, but still no one answered.

No one answered the phone yesterday, but he didn't take it too seriously as this kind of thing happens often.

Barack got in the car, still feeling uneasy, so he simply called Melissa's assistant.

No one heard.

The assistant's phone should be available 24 hours a day.

Barack frowned and called his bodyguard Melanie again, but still no one answered.

This time, Barack felt something was wrong, so he simply called Carol, but the result was the same.

He said to his assistant Golding in the co-pilot seat, "Call Tierney, the security director of the Rosario Medical Center, and ask him to go to the villa rented by Melissa to see what happened."

Golding called and spoke a few words to the other end.

Not long after, security director Tierney called back.

After Golding answered the call, he said to Barack, "Last night, a medical vehicle and a testing team from the Rosario Medical Center had an accident in the Beach Villa area."

"What?" The assistant didn't know the inside story, but Barack knew it clearly. Melissa must have asked a medical team to go over and re-examine the blood of Veronica and her daughter.

He asked anxiously: "What are the details of the accident?"

Golding quickly said, "They were attacked by gangs in a villa. The attackers were equipped with heavy firepower and used explosives such as RPG rockets and grenades, killing 19 people. The local police found a medical vehicle from the medical center in the villa garage and notified the medical center. The medical center and Tierney reported to the Los Angeles headquarters early this morning according to procedures."

Barack's heartbeat was accelerating, and his nerves were extremely tense: "Which villa is it? Has the identity of the deceased been confirmed?"

"The crime scene was at 16 Rosario Beach Villas." Golding continued, "No one's ID or communication tools have been found. Currently, we can only identify the five people at the medical center. The identities of the others have not yet been determined."

This was the villa that Melissa rented. Barack wiped his face, controlled his emotions, and said, "Let Tierney go and check on all the dead immediately to see if there is anyone he knows among them."

Golding immediately took out his cell phone and made the call.

The car arrived at the Ackerman Charitable Foundation's office in Baltimore. Barack immediately pushed the door and got out of the car. He said to the receptionist who came over, "Notify Captain Manning to apply for a flight route immediately and fly directly to Rosario, Baja California, as fast as possible."

The front desk clerk quickly went back to make a phone call.

Golding got out of the car and ran in: "Boss, Tierney has rushed to the Rosario Police Station. There will be news soon."

Barack was uneasy and made several phone calls, including to the security chief, but he couldn't get through.

Not long after, the front desk received a message saying that the private jet had applied for the route and would be able to take off in an hour.

Barack said nothing, went out and got in the car: "To the airport."

When the car was about to arrive at the airport, Tierney called Barack directly: "Chairman, I just saw all the dead and met the chairman's female assistant Nina and bodyguard Milani."

Barack's heart sank completely, and he asked, "Where's Melissa?"

"I didn't see the chairman." Tierney did a lot of work at the police station: "I asked carefully, there were only these people at the scene, no one else."

This meant that the person was not dead, and Barack felt a little relieved. As long as the person was not dead, he could always find a way.

The car entered the airport's business apron, and he boarded a private plane and flew directly to Rosario. (End of this chapter)