Hello!"
"Nine-Nine-Nine, George, a police officer was shot on Twenty-Seventh Street."
"What?"
"…"
George got up directly by using the phone.
Looking at the bar, men of different skin colors in casual clothes hung up the phone, then walked out of the bar in a hurry without saying a word.
Boom!
The door to the bar opened.
The sounds of thunder and heavy rain carried into the bar.
Wow!
Wow!
Wow!
Thirty-seventh Street.
Lex pulled up the handbrake and said to Cassel, who had to follow him and sit in the passenger seat, "Stay in the car, understand?"
He didn't finish his words.
Cassel ignored the heavy rain outside and pushed the door open and walked out.
Lake shook his head helplessly.
get off.
The awning had been pulled up by the police officers. Under the awning, a female patrol officer who looked to be about thirty years old was lying on the ground motionless.
Shot in the center of the eyebrows.
Killed with one shot.
Good job.
Shooting law enforcement officers, or using this method of execution?
Is this intended to provoke the anger of the nearly 80,000 law enforcement officers of the New York Police Department?
If so.
Congratulations to this guy, he succeeded.
Lake ignored the heavy rain and walked into the cordon without showing any ID. He just scanned his face and walked into the cordon.
Beckett, along with Ryan and Esposito, were the first to arrive on the scene.
Joe is there too.
After Lake came in, he greeted a few people.
Ryan nodded to Lake, then reported the information: "Lorraine Ford, 31 years old, patrol officer of the 22nd Precinct, on patrol tonight, this is her daily patrol route."
"I know her."
Joe squatted down and looked at Rowling lying on the ground: "We went to college together."
"Is she married?"
"It's done."
"…"
Everyone was silent.
Qiao stood up and covered his forehead. "But they're divorced and have two kids, fuck."
Lake looked up at the surveillance camera not far away: "Over there, facing the alley entrance, is there anything captured?"
"Someone has been sent to the traffic team to retrieve it."
"Damn it."
Wow wow wow.
A police car suddenly started moving.
Lake and others turned their heads to look.
A police officer ran over and said, "A passerby just gave me a tip. After the gunshots, he saw a hooded man without an umbrella hurriedly leaving from that exit toward 82nd Street."
soon.
Communications were coming from the intercoms of everyone present.
"Attention all units, the suspect in the 999 incident is..."
Before the voice on the intercom was finished, waves of alarm bells could be heard nearby.
The September 999 Incident.
Code for police officer injury or death.
This is a vicious incident.
If the lives of law enforcement officers are not guaranteed, then who will protect the safety of the people? The New York Police Department has always had only one attitude towards the 999 incident.
Anyone who dares to trigger Section 999 will be tracked down by the New York Police Department, and the court will consider the death penalty when hearing this case.
This is a vicious incident and must be severely punished.
soon.
The NYPD vehicle arrived and Lorraine Ford was put into a body bag.
The police officers here are also preparing to withdraw their troops.
Lake also said to Beckett, Joe, and George, "If you need help from Homeland Security, just let me know. I will ask Homeland Security to help investigate tomorrow."
The three nodded.
no way.
There were no direct witnesses at the scene, and the nearest patrol car arrived ten minutes after the incident. The hooded man who had just been discovered had already disappeared on the road.
the next day.
Lake returned to the Homeland Security Building and directly asked his assistant Tiffany to contact the New York Police Department's Major Crimes Division, stating that Homeland Security would never refuse any help it could provide.
but...
There are few clues.
Even in the afternoon.
Another case has emerged.
The person who died was also a patrolman, this time, and he died in the car.
The crime scene was on a main street in Queens.
When Lake arrived at the scene of the crime, the New York Police Department had already arrived.
but...
No clue.
This is Queens, and it's the area with the worst security and more gangs. The roadside surveillance cameras are basically just for decoration. Even if they are installed, they will be destroyed. With people coming and going, the New York Police Department is too lazy to waste money.
Passerby?
There are absolutely no clues.
The same thing.
This is an area with many gangs. The police officer who died in the patrol car was parked on the side of the road, waiting for his partner to buy a hamburger to fill his stomach.
The partner had been gone for only ten minutes, and when he came back with a Coke and a hamburger, his partner was already dead.
"Fuck!"
Ryan ruffled his short hair irritably.
"What's going on?"
"The deceased police officer had a good relationship with Ryan."
"…"
Ryan was a little frantic: "Damn it, he even said hello to me when he went out on patrol this morning."
Lake was silent.
He also has anger.
After all, Lake is a killer with his own principles, and he once worked in the New York Police Department.
but...
There is no clue and there is no point in getting angry.
Lake stood there, looking around, trying to find some clues, but unfortunately found nothing.
Monitoring is useless.
Passersby have no clues, and even if they do, given the temper of the gangsters here, haha, it's hard to say whether they will tell or not. Even if they do, they will have to use a lie detector test first.
Poor mountains and bad waters produce unruly people.
In the Federation.
Most of those living at the bottom of society are these kind of troublemakers.
In the evening.
Lake got up from the swimming pool on the balcony, wrapped himself in a bath towel, took a deep breath, and looked at New York City at night.
This was not done by the dark world.
Lake had just taken a walk around the Continental Hotel and confirmed again and again that the killer was not an insider.
Killers generally do not accept orders from law enforcement officers.
Because the killers in the circle are very clear about the anger they will face once they kill law enforcement officers, so this is also a kind of unspoken rule. Some new killers will be told this after joining the circle.
Of course.
It is not ruled out that some brave killers will choose to accept the order.
Can.
Whether it was Maureen who died last night, or the patrolman who died today, frankly speaking, with their worth, it would be difficult for a killer in the circle to take this order and risk the wrath of the New York Police Department.
Although this may not sound good, it is true.
Just like Lake.
If someone places an order at a mainland hotel, no one will look at it if it's less than one million. If it's less than two million, a novice killer might be tempted, but he will be slapped in the face by his organization or teacher.
With Lake's current status, it would take at least five million for someone to consider taking the huge risk of accepting this order.
After all, Lake has the bonus of being a law enforcement agency.
City councilor?
State legislator.
Member of Congress?
These types of services are clearly marked with prices in mainland hotels. If you take an order from a congressman, the money is about the same as Lake's, but the risk is much lower than one level.
so...
If you are not in the circle, then you are a newbie outside the circle.
Random killings?
Or hate killing?
Lake's eyes flickered.
Three days later.
The investigations by the New York Police Department and even the Department of Homeland Security have reached a dead end. The only clue is a photo of a man wearing a hood, whose appearance cannot be seen clearly. He is a male, 1.75 meters tall, and weighs about 130 pounds.
But this kind of person, even if he doesn't have an aircraft carrier in New York, at least he has a ship.
In the afternoon.
A message came from the New York Forensic Laboratory.
The bullet that killed Lorraine Ford disappeared after piercing her forehead, but the ballistic report of the bullet that killed the second police officer was out.
"A 9mm semi-automatic rifle."
"A SIG pistol, or a Stark Industries EAA pistol."
"EAA?"
Lake, along with Beckett and the others, had also arrived at the forensic lab. Hearing this, he frowned and asked, "How good is the match on the EAA pistol?"
The forensic officer thought for a moment and said, "It's hard to say, but our lab's opinion is that the EAA pistol is more likely to be involved."
Lake and George looked at each other.
As for SIG pistols, there are many of them circulating on the black market in New York.
But EAA?
This type of pistol, developed specifically for women's defense, is also available on the black market, but in very small quantities.
Who made him a female pistol?
so...
Although EAA has the guarantee of Stark Military Industries, this gun is rarely circulated on the black market. In fact, from the time the EAA pistol was produced to the present, there are few black markets in New York willing to buy or sell this pistol.
even.
Most of the EAA pistols circulating on the black market in New York are stolen.
Without a doubt.
This one too.
It's very simple.
Would you buy yourself a genuine handgun and shoot a law enforcement officer?
Lake looked directly at George: "You go to Queens and I go to Hell's Kitchen?"
George nodded.
There are only two black market dealers who can sell this EAA pistol now, one in Queens and the other in Hell's Kitchen. Moreover, the biggest characteristic of these black market pistol dealers is that they like to keep accounts. They will write down who bought what from them.
Of course.
They won't remember it, but believe me, they will keep it.
Hell's Kitchen.
As a not-so-famous lawless area in New York City, it is hard to imagine that Hell's Kitchen is not located in the rural Queens or the civilian Brooklyn, but is right next to the wealthy Manhattan.
Although Lake lives in Manhattan, he has been to Hell's Kitchen only a few times.
Nothing else.
It's so cheap.
Although Lake is not at the maximum level yet and is not a maximum level boss, in Lake's eyes, Hell's Kitchen is no different from the Novice Village. Lake feels it is too cheap to hang out in Hell's Kitchen.
You can obviously develop towards the stars and the sea, so why keep looking down at this pile of filth?
but...
Although Lake had not been here many times, he was well aware of the strength of the dozen or so flying organizations squeezed into this rectangular area bordering Eighth Avenue in the east and the Hudson River in the west.
Under the gaze of several idle people, Lake kicked open the store in front of him with a sign that read "Recycle Second-hand Items".
boom!
…