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Chapter 31: Carrying a dead body on duty! (Please read it again on Tuesday!)

The police car driven by Roy followed Richard.

His brain was working rapidly, thinking of a countermeasure.

After all, there were two bodies in the trunk. If they were discovered by colleagues, it would be basically the end of the matter.

Even if he killed them, it would be useless. He would soon become a wanted criminal in the United States, which was definitely not the result Roy wanted.

After thinking for a while, Roy came up with a solution.

He first took out his cell phone and sent a message with one hand.

Then open the passenger glove box, take out a simple tool box, and take out the flat-blade screwdriver inside.

He changed his hand to hold the steering wheel, and reached under his seat with a screwdriver in his left hand, prying hard to pry open the floor clip.

Reaching his hand into the gap, he felt a metal wire.

He took out a pair of needle-nosed pliers from the tool box, reached into the gap in the floor, and took a lot of effort to cut the trunk cable.

Putting the screwdriver and needle-nosed pliers back in place, Roy tried to pull the mechanical switch of the trunk. It was loose, there was no resistance, and there was no sound of the trunk popping open.

The two police cars drove one after the other for about five minutes, and then the third police car joined the convoy at the next intersection.

A police convoy consisting of three police cars and five patrol officers drove quickly to 1801 Brant Avenue.

The dispatch center alerted the car radio:
"Officer Richard, based on the information provided by the caller, I found out that the owner of the house is named Jerron Sanborn, 42 years old, has a criminal record, and has served time in Fox River Prison."

"Fox River Prison?" Roy thought it sounded familiar.

Richard's voice came out: "Why did you go in?"

Dispatch Center: "Robbery, illegal possession of firearms, illegal detention, fighting causing serious injury, sentenced to fifteen years."

Richard asked, "Any other information?"

Dispatch Center: "According to the data, he has only been released for a year and is currently on bail."

Richard: "Bail? What does that mean?"

Dispatch Center: "Last month, Jerron Sanborn was arrested by the Manhattan Branch for illegal possession of a firearm. He applied for a bail loan and was released."

Richard cursed on the radio: "Damn judge, how many of our brothers have died because of bail loans!"

In the United States, criminals can apply for bail loans. If they meet the bail conditions and pay the bail, they can be released and wait for trial.

In this country that values ​​freedom so much, there have been many cases where criminals were released on bail and then committed crimes on the streets. Many police officers even lost their lives while arresting such criminals.

Therefore, police in many places are very dissatisfied with the American judicial system, and there have even been marches and police union strikes in the past.

Anyway, as long as you have money and commit some crimes, it’s no big deal in America.

Dispatch center: "Please pay attention to your safety. Jerron Sanborn is an extremely dangerous person. This wife is from before he went to prison. They have a child. His wife is the one who called the police."

"Copy that, done!"

Roy did not participate in the conversation at all, but just listened while driving.

Roy doesn't care about the vicious criminal at all. Is there anyone more evil than him in this world?

When the police went out, they were carrying two bodies.

What he was most worried about right now was how to avoid being discovered and how to escape.

Three police cars raced down the street.

Because it was late at night and involved a residential area, all police cars did not turn on their sirens and warning lights.

……

soon……

They arrived at the scene.

Three police cars were parked outside the villa.

The front of Richard's police car was facing the villa, which was convenient for video recording and evidence collection.

Five police officers from the Brooklyn police station opened the car door and got out at the same time.

Richard glanced inside the villa.

The yard was dark, with only a small light on at the entrance of the villa.

No one heard the quarrel.

Several people looked at each other.

Richard summoned several people together and ordered:
"Mia, Tom, House, the three of you follow me in."

After saying this, Richard turned his head to look at Roy and said:
"Roy, you just returned from administrative leave. Stay on guard outside today. If anything happens, provide support immediately."

Roy made an "OK" gesture.

This is exactly what he wants.

After arranging the task, Richard took out his pistol and checked it.

The others also checked their equipment.

Richard led the team to the gate of the yard and looked inside. They needed to confirm whether there was a dog in the yard.

The number plate on the door reads: No. 1803. No dogs were seen in the yard.

Richard pushed at the gate, but it didn't budge.

I used a flashlight to find the latch inside and pulled it open.

Four police officers entered the courtyard.

Richard winked at House.

The two of them came to the main entrance of the villa together.

Policewoman Mia and Tom stood seven meters away to keep watch.

Roy was alone, leaning against his car. He looked into the yard and lit a Marlboro.

tear--

[Currently smoking: Cerebral thrombosis resistance +1]

dong dong dong-

Richard knocked on the door and called out:
"Police station!"

There was no reaction in the house.

dong dong dong-

Knock again.

"New York Police!" Richard shouted again.

Still no response.

After knocking on the door twice without any response, Richard said to Officer House beside him, "Tell the dispatch center to call the caller back and ask her to open the door."

dong dong dong-

[New York police, please open the door! ]

Richard knocked on the door a third time, but still no response.

Logically, the person who called the police was reporting domestic violence, but the villa was very quiet and it didn't look like anything was happening.

Richard and House seemed to realize something at the same time.

Richard pressed the intercom:

"Dispatch center, can you confirm the address?"

The dispatch center replied:

"1801 Brant Avenue."

Richard asked, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, it is 1801 Brant Avenue."

Richard and House looked at each other and laughed.

They went the wrong way...

The house number of this villa is 1803.

Richard and House stepped back at the same time.

But at this moment, the door opened.

A white old man appeared in everyone's sight with a gun in his hand.

"Hands up..."

Before Richard could finish his words.

Gunshots rang out at the scene.

Richard, House, Tom, and Mia drew their guns and shot almost at the same time. In an instant, the white old man was shot into a hornet's nest.

He didn't even make a sound when he fell.

All four men fired at the same time, emptying the magazine.

At least 50 rounds were fired.

"shot fire! shot fire! shot fire!"

Richard shouted, pressing the intercom communication button.

Suddenly, gunshots were heard and Roy subconsciously pulled out the pistol from his waist.

Because his view was blocked by Mia, he did not shoot.

He took a deep puff of the cigarette and threw the half-smoked butt onto the ground.

He moved a few meters to the side, saw the main entrance of the villa, and found the shooting angle.

Sudden……

Another figure appeared at the door.

(End of this chapter)