North American riot police: Start by arresting P. Diddy!
Chapter 70 "Then let them come!"
Chapter 70 "Then let them come!" (Please read and vote)
In the nightclub.
More than 20 plainclothes police officers were scattered across three or four booths. Faced with the deafening DJ sounds and the men and women swaying in the heat around them, Ginny looked a little uncomfortable.
As the daughter of a senior executive of the Counter-Terrorism Bureau, she was taught from a young age to stay away from such mixed places.
Even during the most outrageous times of his rebellious period, he would just skip classes and secretly drink beer with his classmates.
She'd occasionally been to a bar, but a nightclub? This was her first time.
"Ginny, look at that man on the left side of the bar."
The policewoman next to her nudged her with her elbow and winked, "That guy stared at you for a long time. He's definitely interested in you."
Ginny glanced at him and curled her lips. "Typical nightclub player, with hair combed so that flies can slip on it, disgusting."
"What about the one next to him?"
"It's too creamy, it's unappetizing just looking at it."
"How about that one over there?"
"Well I'm not a big fan of dark skin tones."
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The colleagues burst into laughter. "Come on, our Ginny only has eyes for the Dark Knight of Chicago. How can she be interested in ordinary men?"
The others suddenly understood after hearing this, especially the female police officers, who all looked as if they agreed deeply.
"Officer Butcher's figure is truly impeccable," a female police officer licked her lips. "Although he has a bad temper, that face and figure are enough to make anyone forgive everything."
"Appearance is secondary. Rorschach's most remarkable quality is his aura. You may not believe this, but I've personally witnessed him grinding coffee beans with his teeth and boiling water with his rage."
"Nonsense! I heard he's a quarter Russian, but that has nothing to do with his family. He got drunk one time and ate a Russian guy alive."
"Fuck, that's totally fake. His bloodline is because his grandfather was Soviet. But I heard he doesn't have a chin under his beard, just another fist."
"You know what those Chicago gangsters say about our boss? If you can see Rorschach Butcher, then Rorschach Butcher can see you. If you can't see Rorschach Butcher, then you're not far from death."
"Fuck, super tough guy. I have to say, even without that incident in New York, Rorschach is definitely a legend."
"."
The topic went off the track, from Ginny's criteria for choosing a partner to a Rorschach praising conference.
Ginny sipped her cocktail, the corners of her mouth rising unconsciously.
Perhaps it was because of the ambiguous interactions with Rorschach tonight that she now particularly enjoyed hearing people praise Rorschach.
After drinking two Long Island Iced Teas, Ginny stood up shakily, holding on to the sofa.
"I'm going to the bathroom."
She mumbled, stumbling across the dance floor.
At the same time, in the dark corners of the nightclub, a dozen men with Mexican faces were quietly adjusting their positions.
Their movements were light, like chess pieces closing in on a chessboard.
the other side.
on the way home.
Rorschach held the steering wheel with one hand, and his favorite hardcore rock music was blasting from the car stereo.
But his expression at this moment was completely different from the relaxed one at the party, and his brows were twisted into a "川" shape.
Although Jack had vowed that he had reached a deal with the cabinet using the CD information, no one would cause trouble again.
But Pelari's high-sounding speech on TV this morning made him smell a conspiracy.
He didn't believe that the old witch would be so kind as to come out and sing praises to him.
Rorschach planned to contact General Hammer after returning home, and also call Jack to ask about the situation.
The whole thing was moving so fast, and he had no access to any source of information about what was happening in Washington except Jack.
Ding--
My thoughts were interrupted by the vibration of my phone.
Rorschach glanced at the caller ID and raised his eyebrows. It was Fiona's call.
But after the call was connected, a familiar male voice came:
"Rorschach, please be quiet. I'm Alexander Mahone, the senior FBI agent you met before."
"All my communications are being monitored. I can only contact you using the Gallagher home phone."
Rorschach was about to speak when the other party said hurriedly, "The Secret Service is just a few doors away from me. I have to be brief."
"Pelari is plotting a conspiracy against you. She's found four families among the children you rescued who are willing to perjure you. Your motives for that night will be overturned and reexamined, and the dozen or so celebrities who died in the hall will become your death warrant."
"Time is running out. If nothing unexpected happens, someone is stealing large amounts of cash from your home right now, and there will be a live broadcast operation afterwards. You must get there before they do and go home immediately to stop these people from framing you, otherwise it will be too late!" Rorschach frowned as he listened and was about to respond when the danger warning from the [Eye of Judgment] suddenly exploded in his mind.
"boom--"
A truck rushed out from the alley and slammed the front of his pickup truck into the wall.
Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen gunmen armed with AK submachine guns jumped off the truck!
“Bang, bang, bang, bang—!”
Bullets rained down on the car, riddling the metal shell with holes.
Rorschach jumped out of the cab with a neat roll, and his body moved quickly between the street lights and trash cans.
The enemy's firepower was extremely fierce. Rorschach could only curl up tightly in the corner. Bullets splashed on the wall, cutting his cheek and leaving a trace of blood.
"Hello? Rorschach? What's going on over there?"
"It's okay. I'll be fine soon."
Rorschach leaned against the wall and calmly loaded his pistol.
boom--!
A bullet accurately shattered the street light bulb.
Then came the second and third lights, and the entire street was plunged into darkness in an instant, with only the flashes of gunfire appearing from time to time.
The gunmen's shooting stopped abruptly.
In the darkness, a gunshot was heard clearly, and a gunman fell to the ground.
Rorschach tucked his phone under his shoulder and moved through the shadows like a ghost.
"In other words, Pelari intends to use the children's perjury and money to redefine my motive for entering the cellar and then overturn the principle of necessity, right?"
"That's right. The people responsible for the frame-up should be at your house now. You must rush back immediately. They are all Secret Service agents, and only you can subdue them."
"understood."
Bang bang——!
The last Double Tap hit the enemy's forehead accurately.
Rorschach walked over to the bodies, lifted the masks, and saw twelve Mexican faces.
Could it be that the cartel group that supplies Gus and the Salamanca family is taking revenge on him?
Just as Rorschach was thinking this, the cell phone of one of the gangsters suddenly rang.
He took out his cell phone, and the moment the screen lit up, Rorschach's pupils suddenly contracted.
On the screen, Ginny was tied to a chair with her hands behind her back, staring at the camera with a terrified look.
There is also an address and a sentence stained with blood below.
【I'm waiting for you here——Lalo Salamanca. 】
Rorschach tightened his grip on the phone, causing it to squeak.
"Ha ha."
A ridiculous sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The bigwigs in the White House cabinet were busy setting a trap for him, and the Mexican drug lord also chose the same day to come and settle the score with him.
What is the difference between the two?
If you think about it carefully, there really isn’t one.
Politicians and tycoons are, after all, just two sides of the same coin.
"Crack!"
The phone was completely destroyed in his hands.
Rorschach turned and walked towards the old pickup truck that had accompanied him through thick and thin. The body of the truck was riddled with bullet holes.
He first lifted the tarpaulin from the truck bed, then got into the driver's seat and turned the key.
After seeing that the car could still start, he said to Ma Hong on the other end of the phone: "Thank you for your kindness, but I may not be able to make it in time. I have more important things to deal with."
"What? Are you crazy?!" Ma Hong's voice suddenly rose. "I guarantee that the media and reporters have heard about it! The Secret Service will put money in your house, and the live camera will be in your house in the next second. Those children who perjured themselves will also appear on TV like dominoes. You will be finished as soon as you go to court! Do you want to die in prison?!"
Rorschach looked up at the rearview mirror. His face was covered in blood, but his eyes were terrifyingly cold.
"Then let them come!"
He hung up the phone, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and swerved the steering wheel!
The old pickup truck drew a sharp drift arc and sped away towards the address given by Lalo!
(End of this chapter)
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