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Chapter 127 The primary suspect Gordon!
The Chevrolet patrol car codenamed 404 was moving slowly forward.

Sudden……

Two black men ran past the police car and rushed into the alley ahead.

A moment later, a sexy Latina woman slammed the window of the patrol car. Roy lowered the window and saw a low-quality car standing on the street.

He asked casually, "What's the matter?"

The Latino woman said anxiously: "Officer, please help me, those two black men just ran over and stole my bag!"

Mia also looked at the Latina woman.

"No time!"

Roy closed the car window and drove away.

The only person left at the scene was the Latin American woman, disheveled and stunned.

Mia looked at Roy: "Roy, should we just ignore it?"

"Do you know how many cases of bag snatching happen in the South District every day? It's impossible to control them all. Also, do you know what's waiting for you in the alley? When patrolling this area, safety is everything. As for public security, screw it."

Listening to Roy's words, Mia took a deep breath.

After seeing the police car turn into another street, the Latino woman took out her patinaed cell phone from her pants and made a call:

"I'm sorry, I failed. The officer didn't follow me in."

The police car turned into the next street and continued to move slowly.

The black guys standing on the street raised their middle fingers to Roy's police car, and some even deliberately exposed their things and peed at the patrol car.

Roy steered left to avoid the urine.

Faced with such poor public security situation, Mia was completely speechless.

Just then, the car radio rang:

"Deputy Captain, where are you? I'm Tom, House and I are in trouble, can you come over here?"

Roy picked up the intercom:
"I'm Roy, reporting your location!"

"I am here……"

With the accelerator pressed to two-thirds, the Chevrolet patrol car drove quickly towards Tom's location.

After turning three corners, Roy and Mia saw a patrol car parked on the side of the road. It was Tom and House's car.

There were three Harley motorcycles parked next to the police car. Two groups of people seemed to be arguing. Tom and House stood between the two sides, trying to prevent the conflict from escalating.

The police car driven by Roy stopped on the side of the road.

Pushing the door and getting out of the car, Roy and Mia walked towards Tom together.

"What's going on?" Roy asked.

Tom and House turned around at the same time. Tom said, "These two groups of people are arguing. No one will leave here. They are arguing there."

As he walked past the Harley, Roy glanced at the motorcycle out of the corner of his eye. There was a motorcycle gang logo on the motorcycle.

Inadvertently, Roy gently opened the holster buckle with his right hand.

The three white men who were arguing with the local homeless black man looked at the police officer who was walking towards them at the same time.

next second.

The three of them exchanged glances and nodded slightly to each other.

The one standing in the front took out the revolver hidden in his coat first, raised his head and aimed at Roy, and the other two rednecks also took out their pistols almost at the same time.

Seeing this, Roy drew his gun and shot.

Now, he has full proficiency in pistol and shooting accuracy.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang——

Six consecutive gunshots were heard.

Three rednecks were shot twice each.

Roy did not stop shooting.

For him, simply drawing the gun means emptying the magazine.

Mia followed closely and shot.

Because Tom and House were close to the enemy, they were frightened by the sudden situation and paused for two seconds, but they reacted quickly, drew their guns and fired.

For a moment, the police formed cross fire.

Three motorcycle gang members were shot multiple times and fell in a pool of blood.

Roy quickly replaced a magazine.

Tom pressed the intercom:
"Shot Fire! Shot Fire! Shot Fire!"

The gunshots gradually faded...

Roy, Tom, and House stopped shooting at the same time.

Mia rushed forward two steps and fired two more shots at each of the three bodies.

Roy: "..."

Seeing this, the black men who had just quarreled with the motorcycle gang immediately ran away. Roy quickly instructed Tom and House: "Catch them!"

Tom and House changed magazines as they chased.

When he came to the three corpses, Roy murmured, "Looking for death!"

at this time……

Three more motorcycles rushed out from the alley not far ahead.

There were two people on each motorcycle.

"Mia, be careful!"

Roy quickly pulled Mia behind Tom's police car.

The people sitting at the back of the three motorcycles simultaneously raised their Uzi submachine guns and began firing at the police car, but the motorcycles did not stop.

While the other party was changing the magazine, Roy quickly squatted, held the gun with both hands, put his arm on the trunk lid, and pulled the trigger.

Bang Bang Bang—X5
In an instant, five people were shot down from the car.

There was only one person left who suddenly stepped on the accelerator and drove away from the scene.

Roy patted Mia's shoulder and said, "Follow me!" Then he rushed towards his police car.

Mia followed closely behind...

After the two got in the car, Roy quickly reversed and drifted.

[Violent Driving: Driving Skill +1]

"Call for backup!" Roy shouted.

Mia quickly picked up the intercom and began to call for emergency support from a nearby patrol car. The first person to respond was not Richard, who was on the same team, but Lampard, the captain of Team A.

Roy stepped on the accelerator and the Chevrolet engine made a loud roar. He continued to drift at the next intersection.

[Violent Driving: Driving Skill +1]

Mia, who was sitting in the passenger seat, kept informing her teammates of the direction in which the motorcycle was escaping.

After a while, six or seven police cars with sirens blaring followed behind car 404. Roy held the steering wheel with both hands and stared straight ahead.

At the intersection ahead, a police car suddenly rushed out and knocked the Harley motorcycle to the ground. The driver rolled three times on the ground and his body stopped in the middle of the intersection.

Roy slammed on the brakes, pushed open the door and got out.

Lampard got out of the crashed police car, looked at Roy who was walking towards the criminals, and shouted: "Roy, how am I?"

Roy ignored Richard and walked up to the gangster lying on the ground with a gloomy face. He kicked away the gun, opened his helmet, grabbed the man's collar and asked, "Tell me, who sent you to kill me?"

The red neck kept spitting blood.

Roy's face was fierce: "If you don't tell me, you will die here. If you tell me, I will call an ambulance for you immediately."

Colleagues who had just gotten off the car at the scene saw Roy interrogating the seriously injured person, and they all looked puzzled. They looked at each other, not understanding what Roy was doing. Normally, shouldn't they call an ambulance immediately?
But even though they couldn't understand Roy's behavior, no one at the scene questioned his actions, and several colleagues even tried to disperse passers-by.

Cough cough--

The biker gang's red neck coughed violently twice, and bright red blood spurted out of his mouth.

Roy continued, "Listen, if we don't give you first aid, you'll suffocate to death from the blood choking your lungs in twenty seconds."

Cough cough--

"I...I said, Gonzalo Neville sent us here, save me, I don't want to die..." The redneck murmured intermittently.

Gonzalo Neville, Roy knew, was the leader of a motorcycle gang based in Brooklyn, and Hector was his deputy.

Standing up, Roy's face gradually darkened:

"Mia, give him first aid!"

"OK!"

Mia quickly got the emergency first aid kit from the car, knelt beside the dying redneck, and began to press hard on his chest and perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

When the other police officers saw this, they looked at each other with surprised expressions on their faces.

Lampard murmured, "Isn't Mia an emergency officer? Doesn't she know that this is wrong?"

After two minutes, Mia sighed helplessly and slowly stood up: "Oh, I'm sorry, he couldn't be saved. He died."

Police officers: “…”

Roy pressed the intercom communication button:
"How's it going over there, Tom?"

Tom's voice came from the intercom:

"We caught two, but one got away. Sorry, deputy captain, there are only two of us here, House and I..."

"It's okay, wait for me..."

Roy turned to Mia and said, "Follow me!"

Mia: “Oh!”

Roy looked at Lampard as he walked: "Captain Lampard, I'm sorry to bother you here. I need to go take a look at Tom!"

"OK! No problem!"

After Mia got in the car, Roy suddenly reversed and turned around by drifting.

[Violent Driving: Driving Skill +1]

Finding Tom and House, Roy pushed the door and got out.

Looking at the handcuffed Blackie, Roy went up and punched him, causing his nose and eyes to bleed.

House was a little confused: "Captain, what are you doing?"

Tom and Mia looked at each other, obviously not understanding what was going on. He had already been caught and handcuffed, so why did Roy still hit him?
Roy grabbed the man by the collar and asked:
"Tell me, who made you quarrel with them?"

Lao Hei shuddered all over, looking at the ferocious police officer in front of him, and said tremblingly: "We were charged 50 dollars each, and he said that as long as we cooperated with him to quarrel and attract the PD, I really didn't know they would shoot you, please!"

Pushing Lao Hei away, Roy turned around and put his hands around his hair, his face showing a fierce look, and his expression was extremely gloomy.

When Tom and House heard what Blackie said, they gasped. None of the three people, including Mia, had expected that this was directed at Roy.

Roy lit a cigarette at the scene, sat sideways in the driver's seat, put his feet on the ground outside, and began to think with his brain working rapidly.

[Currently smoking: Cerebral thrombosis resistance +1]

[Overload the brain: Brain power +1]

Gonzalo Neville...

Brooklyn biker gang leader.

No, it can't be that simple.

If the motorcycle gang wanted to retaliate, they could have done it long ago. Why did they wait until today, and on the day when Team B was just assigned to patrol this area...

Weird, very weird...

This is to make it seem like my death was caused by the motorcycle gang.

Roy narrowed his eyes slightly.

A name came to mind: Gordon Fury…

Although there was no conclusive evidence to prove that Gordon was the one behind the conspiracy, it did not stop Roy from listing him as the first suspect.

Take out your cell phone and stay away from the police car.

Roy dialed a number.

The call is connected:
"Oscar, inform Rafael and take your people to take over the South District."

(End of this chapter)